What were you doing in the game?

What were you doing in the game?

On that night, I was with the fire of the forest.

“Before entering the game, I repeat, the most important thing. I’m sorry.

“You are now on an island on the high seas that is not under the jurisdiction of any State and that is not known. I’m sorry.

“So here you can do anything. I’m sorry.

“After all, only one person wins this game. I’m sorry.

“There is only one way to win. I’m sorry.

“Kill everyone else. I’m sorry.

I woke up.

When you sat up, you shook a butterfly and flew out.

Follow its trajectory, I see around.

This is a tropical rainforest with dense and high trees, wide leaves and sunshine spilling through the cracks.

Temperature in about 30 degrees, damp.

I looked down and found myself with a backpack.

Turn it on, there’s three compressed cookies, a watch, a bottle of 600 ml of empty water.

And a very fine suitcase.

In that suitcase, it was a pistol, and seven small bullets with needles.

Anesthesia gun.

So it’s supplies, and weapons.

It’s…

A massive escape.

I went through that bag and found a brochure in a little latch.

The cover says four words: the rules of the game.

But as soon as I turned, I heard a loud sound, and immediately thereafter my right arm stinged.

An arrow cut through my body and crucified it on the branch before me.

The tail feather twitched, stunned a bloodbath.

My blood.

“Don’t read the instructions,” the sharp screams sound behind me, “You’re dying!” I’m sorry.

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And I fainted and realized that the arrow was strong enough to go through my body.

I couldn’t get back in time. I immediately took the backpack and ran to the forest.

No purpose, just run.

Not even what is in the bag will be taken care of.

I didn’t understand my situation at all, and there was only one thing left in my head.

A warning:

Next second, you’ll die!

It’s a colder feeling.

In the woods, I ran, tripped, rolled, crawled like a rat.

And suddenly I saw a bright light in front of me, and We went forth at full speed, and leaped forth and entered it.

The leaves are scattered.

And We fell on the earth, and found it a beach outside of a dense forest.

Forward, the endless sea.

My hands and feet are in the sand.

In my head, there’s finally the first logical thought…

I got it!

It’s hard for him to shoot me in the woods.

So he threatened me loudly and forced me to run straight to the beach.

It’s wide open. It’s unconcealed.

So I fell in the sand and lost.

And suddenly, there was a sharp emptiness, and it was ringing behind me.

I’m too late to judge it, to roll it all the way.

Shh.

The arrow pierced into the ground where I had just been, and the whole arrow fell into the sand.

I’m not afraid when I start, I’ll shoot again.

I didn’t have time to hide.

The arrow went into my hand’s backpack, went right through it, pierced it into my abdomen, had a great power, threw me straight to the ground.

On the ground, I saw the blood coming out of my abdomen, dyeing a little bit of sand.

It hurts.

But that pain calmed me down.

Let me realize that there is really only one way to live.

Do it, kill.

01

I took the initiative to join the game.

My name is Chen Xiaowoo, 23 years old. A week ago, my sister Chen Xiaoyu’s artificial heart began to extricate, leaving only one month to live.

I knew it was the end.

But we’ve lived with each other for almost 10 years and can’t watch her die.

I asked the doctor to save her this time. How much?

The doctor said, “500,000, but money is not the biggest problem. I’m sorry.

“What’s that? I’m sorry.

“Your sister can’t use an artificial heart this time. I’m sorry.

“Hey,” I’m relieved. I’m sorry.

The doctor paused, “You know, peer donation, we don’t allow it ethically. I’m sorry.

I’m not talking anymore.

I’ve thought about it a million times.

The only way to change your sister’s life is if I die.

I can’t get ready. I can’t get ready.

But the old artificial heart has already left me in debt…

That day, I made six hours of phone calls and, again, borrowed money from everyone on the address book and in the tweets.

I borrowed less than $30,000.

Late at night, I went back to my sister’s room, charged my cell phone and watched her cry when she fell asleep.

And then the phone suddenly rings.

Strange number.

I went down the hallway, and I picked it up, and I said, “I got a game here that can make you a million dollars. I’m sorry.

I’m a little angry, “I don’t know who you are, but don’t mess with me at this time. I’m sorry.

Speaking of which, I hung up.

But the next second, my phone got a text message.

Banker Kari, was transferred 100,000 yuan.

The transfer was accompanied by a message or the same sentence:

“I have a plan to make you a million dollars. I’m sorry.

02

On the beach, I stopped moving and began to listen.

The footsteps are approaching me, from between the wet leaves to the dry sand.

The blood is flowing, and my power is dispersing.

But I’m still waiting.

Not when he’s close enough.

It’s…

When that tiny but dangerous voice rings again.

That’s his bow string, the tight sound.

He’s not stupid enough to come straight to me and rob me.

He’s going to be at a safe distance, filling in an arrow to confirm my death.

But how can a bow and arrow be safe beyond a pistol?

I’m a Loser who can’t take care of his sister, but I was an athlete until I was 16.

Twenty-five millimeters, I’ve won two national championships.

I just, uh, carried a rat and lost everything in the bag.

But I have an instinct…

After holding the gun in hand, no matter how much reason remains, the hand will not be released again.

Turn over.

Raise the gun.

Bang.

His arrow came out at the same time, but even though it was only three metres away from me, it turned away.

Because I shot him in the left hand first.

The arrow lost its star and scratched a slight wound in my face.

Bang.

Meanwhile, my second shot hit him in the neck.

03

When the man fell, I lay on my back and breathed heavily, and it was only then that he found himself in cold sweat and blood.

About two minutes later, I got up very hard.

And he came to him, and it became clear that he was a mid-aged man in his mid-50s.

Glasses, beards, thin faces.

The anesthesia gun has made him completely faint.

“Sorry. I’m sorry.

I swung and checked his backpack. It was full.

I carried his backpack and wore his watch.

Then I took his arrow and pointed it to his neck.

04 – Hospital

“Who are you?”

I called back that weird phone in the hospital hallway.

“I am the representative of this game, and now I invite you to this game. Win, you have a million. I’m sorry.

“You know me?”

“No, but I have all your information. You were chosen. I’m sorry.

“Why me?”

“You have the skills to shoot, the psychological qualities of the national athletes, and at the same time, you have enough motivation. I’m sorry.

“Enough motivation?”

“You’ll do anything to keep your sister alive, won’t you? I’m sorry.

05 – A desert island

The arrow was still standing on the neck of the archer, and suddenly the sound of a drip appeared on my watch.

I looked down and I found the watch on the screen, full of numbers.

“12.”

The numbers suddenly changed.

Eleven.

This is the number of “players” from the big game of escape.

But I haven’t killed the archer yet.

It should be another person who died.

So, there’s already a man dead on this island.

A murder has occurred. And it will continue to happen.

So… can I really kill someone?

I’ve completely lost the courage to do it.

So he laid down his bows and his arrows and comforted himself by saying that the archer was strong and, if he did not die, might have helped me with the other enemies.

The watch quickly recovered, showing time.

14:07.

I suddenly thought that when I woke up, it was 14 o’clock.

It may seem too early, but before the sun sets, I must find a place to hide and treat the wounds without delay.

But where?

Half an hour later, I found a lake in the woods.

Fresh water and shade.

And, a girl.

06 – Hospital

“This game will last 24 hours. In 24 hours, if you win, we’ll give you a million. I’m sorry.

“What if you lose?”

“You’ll die. I’m sorry.

I’m silent.

Because I can’t imagine what kind of game needs to bet on life.

And…

Who the hell is he?

Scared? The phone is asking.

“I… why should I believe you? I’m sorry.

And suddenly he smiled, and he said, “You’ve been calling for six hours all night, and you’ve only borrowed $30,000. Isn’t it?”

“You’ve been staring at me?”

“Yeah, so I know, Chen Xiaowoo, you have no choice but me. I’m sorry.

07 – Desert islands

I found the lake with the sound of water, and I was completely overstretched.

The wound, though tied by a cloth (the bow’s shirt), was bleeding.

I’ll break the long arrow. The arrows still have half their bodies, but I’m afraid to touch them.

When I got to the edge of the lake, I drank water, filled with water bottles.

And behold, he was not far away, and there was a box.

The shape is the same as the box I got, except that it’s white, with a Red Cross symbol on it.

Medical kit…

I walked over and opened the box, and it was so thick that it was bandaged, Iodine volts, penicillin amp, needles, ice bags…

This is very important material. My abdominal wounds are bleeding and these things can save my life.

But who owns these things?

When I think of it here, I suddenly hear a statement from the back:

“You move, I’ll kill you. I’m sorry.

I stopped all the moves.

08

And the sound behind it was blue, and I first determined that it was a young girl. But in this field, young girls, too, can kill.

I was in a hurry to raise my hands and signal that I was unarmed.

“Don’t kill me. I’m useful. I’m useful for you. * I’m shaking my voice and saying *

She’s silent.

“You want to cooperate? I asked.

“What? I’m sorry.

“I know everything about this island! We can work together!”

I’m lying to her. I know nothing about the island and do not want to work with others.

But the confrontation with the archers, the loss of blood, pain, and near-death have already forced me to forget about fear for a while and to begin to think about the most fundamental issues.

How to live?

I quickly realized that my best weapon was not an anesthesia gun in my hand.

It’s “deception.”

The maidens do not answer, and my heart is full of joy.

It’s the first time she’s ever been in a game, at least like me.

I pointed to the lower left crotch, where I put my anesthesia gun.

“So, in order to convince you, you can take my weapon away. I’m sorry.

She was still silent for a long time and finally whispered, “Okay. I’m sorry.

Next, footsteps, behind me, slowly approach me.

I couldn’t make sure she was armed, so I had to keep talking.

“My weapon is a pistol. Yours too. “I used to talk to her in an easy manner, trying to relax her guard.

“Yeah. I’m sorry.

Quite a response. But the harder it gets, the more suspicious it gets.

“Then be careful, don’t go off fire. I’m sorry.

Don’t move! I’m sorry.

Quite incisive.

Even if I had shown such panic, she was still afraid.

This position, even with a gun, does not seem to be able to drive.

That’s when her footsteps were close enough.

I felt a hand in my left pocket, holding the handle.

This is it!

I held her hand until she reacted and immediately leaned back and fell into the lake next to her.

I’m gonna slow down after my injury, but in the water, she can’t go faster.

I strangled her and pressed her under.

She struggled because she was so thin and weak that I put her head in the water with one hand alone.

It’s my lucky, hurt like this, a little stronger than her. I can’t handle it.

But she was too small to do me any harm, even if she was holding my anesthesia gun in her left hand.

Wait, why didn’t she shoot?

I’ve turned off my insurance, and I’ll bet she doesn’t know about guns and can’t shoot me.

But not only did she not touch the insurance, she didn’t even pull the trigger.

And her other hand…

No weapons.

It was only a hand that dragged my clothes in vain.

Her struggle was weak, and I finally couldn’t bear to pull her upper body out of the shallow water, but still tied her collar.

She’s coughing and breathing.

Half-twilight, slow down and start crying.

I see now that she matches her voice, but she’s a 20-year-old girl.

“Why not pull the trigger? “Why? I’m sorry.

She’s still crying.

I lost patience, took the anesthesia gun and hit the ground in her ear with a butt.

Say it!

“…”

Say it! I’m sorry.

“Shall we cooperate?” She cried, “I help you heal… you let me live…”

“I beg you, please…”

09

“You’re a medical student, so the case is a first aid. And I was trained to shoot, so the case was an anaesthesia pistol…”

As I thought about it, I resisted the pain caused by stitches, “so the toolbox is made out of hiss… according to the characteristics of everyone.”

She helped me with the wound, during which time my anesthesia gun pointed to her eye.

But, well, she didn’t hurt my mind.

She pulled the arrow and handed it to me.

I broke the arrow earlier, and at that point there was only an arrow and an arrow with long palms, like a dagger.

“Take it. I didn’t pick up the arrow. “I can’t have anything to defend myself. I’m sorry.

She shook her head, and she said, “The medical students have sworn, and I will save only. I’m sorry.

I paused and told myself not to let go of my guard.

But the girl in front of you, tender, weak, seems to be real, can’t hurt anyone.

So I decided to go with her.

After all, the abdominal wound, without her disinfectant bandage, will soon be fatal.

She saved my life.

When the wounds were healed, we were far from the water, and before dark, we found a cave on a cliff.

The law says that caves are the most important resource.

Because a sufficient amount of heat can be saved and the probability of exposure is reduced only by ignition in a cave.

Flaming fire.

We sat by the bonfire and enjoyed the rare temperature.

It was not until then that I finally dropped my gun against her, and I looked at her carefully, the beautiful eyebrow, the soft side of the face and the shape of the body under the wet dress.

And the fire was thin, and sculpted upon her pure but attractive outlines.

“If you want to touch me,” she senses my eyes, “to be safe first.” I’m sorry.

I was in a hurry to start, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

“It’s okay,” she sighs, “This place, it’s okay. I’m sorry.

She speaks of despair.

“But if you touch me please protect me. I’m sorry.

She said that she had softened her shirt, removed her shirt, showed her white underwear, then stood up and slipped the zipper on the side of her skirt.

The skin is white, the waist is not swirled, the legs are covered with droplets, and the skin is thin.

I looked at every soft move she made, half-wit, and finally laughed.

She stunned, “Why are you laughing? I’m sorry.

“It’s all right, it’s all right.” I’m just laughing, “It’s just that your offer is good. I’m sorry.

I also stood up and walked towards her step by step.

She looked at me with fear, but she did not back off.

“But one thing was wrong. After I played you, I won’t protect you anymore. I stretch my arm, “Kill, save. I’m sorry.

I went up and grabbed her neck and pressed it against the wall.

She ate the pain and grunted, but no resistance, no brows, no wrinkles.

But the next moment, I stopped half way from her arm, no closer.

Because on the neck, there’s a slight chill.

That’s her fingertip blade.

But she didn’t kill either, because I had an arrow like a dagger in her hand.

That was the first time she smiled at me.

In the smile there is no more half cowardice, except for the innocent face of a young girl and the most exciting eyes.

That’s the weirdest look I’ve ever seen.

She’s smiling, “Do you recognize her? How did you find out?”

10

“Don’t want to talk about it? Let’s just say we each ask each other a question. You don’t have to put down the arrow until you’re done. I won’t put down the knife. I’m sorry.

I’m going to say, “Okay, but if I don’t like the answer…”

“Let’s do it.” She’s so soft, she doesn’t look like she’s in a stand-off. I’m sorry.

‘Cause you’re in a hurry. I’m sorry.

“Me?”

“You’re a coward, you shouldn’t have taken off your shirt. I’m sorry.

“Yeah! But if you don’t take off your shirt, you won’t come near me and you won’t be able to slit your throat. I’m sorry.

It seems like she didn’t kill me.

“It’s my turn. I said, “Why didn’t you kill me at the lake? I’m sorry.

“You just got in the water. In the water, you have a long arm and can’t reach your neck. I’m sorry.

“Where’s the gun? You have my gun. I’m sorry.

“Oh, an anesthesia gun, even if I had an insurance policy, even if there was a bullet in it, it would only provoke you to death before you fainted. I’m sorry.

She’s giving me a chill.

She knew it was an anaesthesia, and I turned it off.

She’s got it all figured out.

“Who are you?” I’m asking.

“Hey, it’s my turn to ask…”

“Well… okay. I’m sorry.

“Do you want to cooperate? I’m sorry.

I paused because at this point in time, the blades in our hands were at each other’s heart. But she…

“Do you want to cooperate?”

“Yeah, I like you. I don’t want to kill you anymore. Work together, okay? I’m sorry.

She begged, “Okay! I’m sorry.

“But this game can only live one. I remind you.

“So, when you die, there’s a companion. I’m sorry.

I looked at her bright eyes and kept quiet for a long time.

She was in danger, but precisely because of the danger, and if she refused, I was not sure I could win the confrontation.

But what if we cooperate?

Let’s bet on more of those possibilities, as well as her sincerity.

“Good. I’m sorry.

She smiled, sweet.

Then both of us, slowly dropped the blade.

“That… my name is Lim Moo, and you?”

Chan Xiaowoo. I’m sorry.

Moo, Woo, it’s good. Suddenly, she raised her feet and kissed me on the corner of my lips. I’m sorry.

Eleven.

Half an hour later, she fell asleep.

She said it was warm enough to sleep on my back.

Flames jump, heat warms, waves and stars outside the caves, and her body is smooth and soft, which makes me think that this is not the end.

I didn’t realize it. I’m confused.

And when he was awakened, he suddenly saw a young woman lying on her back in a broken tub.

The water in the tub, from her wrists, is thick red.

I step by step with her.

The floor made a weird noise.

The girl woke up, sat back and forth, with blood-stained hands, and her hair was wet before the forehead.

“Atta”?

I’m there.

The girl in the tub is my sister.

Why, brother?

Come on, get up, take the tub, step by step.

“Why? Why? Why? I’m sorry.

Her voice, gradually, became roaring.

Eyebrows, tears of blood.

“Why did you kill me! I’m sorry.

She jumped over, with a thick, hot, sudden…

A red fire.

“Look out! I’m sorry.

That’s the voice of the forest.

And then she threw me down.

The flames were scattered throughout the caves with sharp explosions.

And the radiant is in my arms, and suddenly the eye of my eyes is drawn.

“is a burning bottle. In her mouth, she’s already perforating the fine sweat, “One more, we’ll die. I’m sorry.

12

The bottle burst in the bonfire.

After the explosion, the melted glass was scattered throughout the caves, burning thin flames.

Someone must have stood at the hole and found the bonfire.

And he’s using the smartest way: using bonfires, magnifying the power of alcohol bottles, lucky enough not to show up, to clear the hole.

Good thing there’s no real sleep.

She’s not asleep? Why? Still trying to figure out if I’d hit her while she was sleeping?

I don’t have time for this.

For yet another flaming bottle has been raised to half the sky.

The bonfire is burning and is ready to explode more intensely.

And the lumber was lying in my arms, and the waist was pierced with glass and bleeding. She and I can’t get up.

And at the very moment, the burning bottle almost fell into the hole and went straight to the bonfire.

Bang.

Gunfire.

It’s Lim Moo!

She somehow pulled an anesthesia gun out of my waist, pointed her hands at the bottle.

Anaesthesia exploded and detonated the bottle at the hole.

Extremely precise.

The flames were splattered and many glass fragments were dispersed, but only a small fraction of them entered the hole.

“Shit! I’m sorry.

Far away, there’s a scolding.

“Come on…” Lim Moot put that gun in my hand. “Catch! I’m sorry.

13

Beyond the hole, it was a beach, and I immediately found the fat guy who was still preparing to burn the bottle.

He saw me come out and ran right to the left.

I raised my arms, raised my thumb, and estimated his distance in the oldest way.

110 meters?

This distance, far beyond the effective range of the anesthesia gun.

Just chase.

Good thing the fat guy was slow, especially after he got into the woods.

In about a minute and a half, I cut the distance to 50 meters.

Then, stand still and raise your gun.

Bang.

He suddenly ran out 20 metres and finally fell on his knees.

And I covered my stomach for a while.

The previous wounds were torn by running, and the blood was seeped out.

“You got shot in your calf and you’ve got half a minute to wake up,” and I shouted, and I went to him.

Don’t come near me! He screamed, and didn’t seem to want to talk to me.

“If you answer my question, I won’t kill you! * I shouted, keep moving. *

“I said, stay away!”

All of a sudden, there was light under him.

Is it a burning bottle?

I was armed immediately.

I don’t want to kill him, because I’ve taken over and I’m not ready to kill.

Unless, he’s gonna die, I’ll have to.

But for half a day, he never threw out the burning bottle.

And what is even more strange is that I hear his cry in secret.

“Don’t come near, you’ll die…”

It was only then that I found out that the flash in his hand was not a burning bottle.

That flash is his chest.

Specifically, under the cover of his T-shirt, a piece of skin on the chest is constantly flashing.

The “skin” swirled with a drip.

It’s getting stronger and faster.

“I don’t want to be like this, I don’t want to attack you,” and the fat guy cried more and more, “but I can’t.”

“What are you talking about? “And We shouted, but We were afraid to approach.

“If you can get out, tell my mother I love her, please. You can go out only you can go out.”

“What are you talking about? Why can I go out? I’m sorry.

“Only…” He choked, “Only you can win the man…”

“Who? Win who?”

Suddenly, the fat man shouted, “Get down! Get down!”

The sound of the skin is getting more and more urgent.

“Remember what I said! “Remember what I said, Chen Xiao Woo! I’m sorry.

Next thing I know, there was an explosion.

Ear ringing.

The eye was stabbed.

But in the only view, that piece of shit is enough to make me vomit everything in my stomach.

The violent sensory abuse made me realize a series of terrible things:

That fat guy is just a puppet.

He knows me, and he knows the more dangerous enemies on the island, and he knows many secrets.

He was silenced.

So, who was he talking about?

If that man knew I could beat him, he used the fat guy to kill me.

He counted every detail, including the fat guy being chased by me.

If it wasn’t for the good of the fat man, the skin bomb would have killed me!

If he can’t kill me, he can have countless formalities, like…

Shit.

Lim Moo!

14

When I got to the cave, the lumber was gone.

Including her, mine, all the equipment.

And now I’m no longer dependent on the three-shot pistols left in my hands.

At this point, the watch vibrated, the number of survivors, from 11 to 10.

I know the dead are fat, but the number that turns still reminds me of the death of Lin Moo.

And then I glimpsed the corner, the luminous shirt.

It says:

(-279,362)

The watch on my hands and on the lumber shows the number of surviving players, and the two-lined coordinates.

(1752,933) This is where our cave is, in millet.

This coordinates are positive and negative and are based on the heart of the island.

And we are in the second quadrant, northwest of the island heart.

However (-279,362) is clearly the place where the lumber was abducted.

Do you want to save…

It was a massive escape, and ultimately only one person left the island alive.

So, even if we save her, in a dozen hours, one of us will still die.

Besides, she’s a dangerous girl with many secrets.

But she saved me more than once.

The more I struggled, the more I could think of her, the more I couldn’t.

I want to be squeezed by something.

Of course!

Even if she dies in the end, she can’t die while I do nothing!

15

Late at night, Meereen.

The night of the desert island, the trees were covered and darkened.

The only thing that can guide me is the changing coordinates on my watch.

I put my hand on the watch, and every few steps, and look at it, so the light of the watch only leaks at once.

I ran so fast that my leg was scarred by hard grass.

So…

How did Moo go this way?

After 17 minutes, I went to the pointer.

But there’s no lumber there.

Only, a fight.

16

It’s a ten-metre open space.

Right in the center, standing a black man.

Fix the long body, wear a hat, wear a suit and a shirt.

He stands in place exactly (-279,362).

And the edge of the clearing is three fires.

I stood behind a fire and pointed a gun at him.

At the same time, there was one person on each of the other two fires.

A man with a dagger in his hand made a pre-throwing gesture.

The other man was unarmed, about a metre tall and thin, with a hand and a fist.

“Long story short. The man in black spoke, “Your companions are in my hands.” I’m sorry.

I’m shocked.

I know the sound.

Read the sound of the rules before entering the island.

It’s in the hospital hallway. Call me.

“I am Mr. White, the master of this game. I’m sorry.

“And the three of you are chosen because I think this game, the three of you, is the best. I’m sorry.

“But it’s just a half past the game, and all three of you are still alive. I’m sorry.

“It’s boring. I’m sorry.

“So I have to intervene manually. I’m sorry.

“Rules of the game, eight minutes, you three, only one, save his companion. 8 minutes without a win or someone running away, I’ll rip it off. I’m sorry.

He looked at the watch.

“I count to one, the game begins. I’m sorry.

Is that clear?

He looked around a week and nobody spoke.

Five! I’m sorry.

He looked at the dagger man.

Four! I’m sorry.

He turned to the boxing man.

“Three! I’m sorry.

Then he turned to me, and suddenly the man of the dagger threw a flying knife while Mr. White was back to himself.

Very fast, just one light, the knife has arrived.

But the knife went straight through Mr. White’s body, and flew between me and the boxing man, stabbing into a tree.

Mr. White, it’s a hologram!

But there is no light in his surroundings to see a concentrated projection.

So… the island just looks like it’s empty, and in fact, it’s got a lot of hidden equipment, and it’s so powerful and amazing.

The man who flew the knife had another dagger in his hand, but he never threw it again.

Mr. White smiles, turns around, looks at the flying knife, “Don’t listen?” I’m sorry.

Mr. Bai suddenly made a ring finger.

And the flying knife man, who should be down on the ground, had strange distortions all over his body and then screamed.

That’s pathetic, sharp, weird.

It seems that Mr. White’s one finger so he can wear a sword…

For a few seconds, Mr. White made another ring.

The screams of the men of the flying knife were immediately weakened, and the surroundings were no longer distorted and calm was restored soon.

But he was still on the ground, and he didn’t seem to have stopped from fear.

“I know you three are good, but on this island, I’m in charge. Mr. White smiles at me and the boxing man, “What’s the problem?” I’m sorry.

The clearing was silent for a while.

And I can’t help but talk.

“Where is the lumber?” I asked.

Mr. White smiles and laughs, “Lin Moot? You’ll find her alive. I’m sorry.

17 (count-down: 8 minutes)

Mr. Paik counted again after the men repositioned themselves.

On the count of one, the hologram disappeared.

Then there was half a minute of silence.

I know that the three people present are thinking about the response.

Until the boxer first spoke.

“Don’t fight, I give up. I’m sorry.

“Why?” I’m sorry.

When asked, his eyes were still staring at the gun in my hand.

“It’s simple. You two can make enemies remotely. I can’t. I’m sorry.

“But you’re a fighter. The man who flew the knife said,

“Amateur boxer, fly-size. He compared his body to his body, and said, “You’re both above a metre, and I’m no match for you in a heavyweight fight. I’m sorry.

“Do you think we believe you say that? I smiled, but I kept staring at the knife in the hands of a flying knife.

“Don’t believe it. “The boxer said, “With his teeth, he ripped out the magic sticker of his gloves.

Then the right and left hand waved and threw the gloves straight into the fire.

“Look, there’s no weapons. He spread his hand.

Flying Dagger is wondering, “You’re right now, and you’re right there? I’m sorry.

The boxer shakes his finger and says, “Cut on the neck, better.” I’m sorry.

Flying Dagger Nod, “Okay. I’m sorry.

After that, the flying knife man’s shoulder suddenly moved half an inch.

I was alert and the gun was strung up with an angle.

But Flying Dagger’s target is boxer. And my goal, the flying knife man.

So for the next moment, both me and the flying knife man stopped at half-empty.

He didn’t throw a flying knife and I didn’t fire.

“Is this your plan? The man in the knife asked, “I’ve lured you into this, exposed myself, and been shot by this gunman. I’m sorry.

“And then, as I re-targeted, you jumped in and used boxing techniques to avoid my attack, shorten the distance and kill me. I added, “It’s your only way to win, after all, you can’t avoid two men at the same time. I’m sorry.

“That’s smart. I’m sorry.

“and smart and grandson. I’m sorry.

Fighter applauds, “That’s right, so you’re not gonna kill me? I’m sorry.

“We’re ready to kill you at the same time.” I’m sorry.

“Kill me at the same time”?

“Yeah, your trick is to exploit the suspicion between us. And that suspicion is possible because both of us can strike at each other at once, and even if we aim at you at the same time, we wonder if we can change the target halfway. I’m sorry.

“Yeah, so you can’t shoot me at the same time. The boxer says:

“But if we can’t attack each other in an instant, the chain of suspicion breaks. “The man in the flying knife shows a proud look.

I said, “The one with the gun. He yelled at me, “I’ll hide behind a tree and make sure we can’t hit each other, and then we’ll attack the boxer together on my command! I’m sorry.

“Good proposal. “I’m laughing.

After that, the Flying Knife man began to retreat, to the back of a giant tree.

And I finally shot at the boxer.

“I count to three, two, one and attack simultaneously. “The man in the flying knife shouts,

“Yes! I’m replying aloud.

“Three! I’m sorry.

Two! I’m sorry.

One! I’m sorry.

The second I saw that last word exit, the boxing man gave me a little hint.

And I, too, have anaesthetized pistol, up vertically, up high.

In two or three seconds, I’ll get this gun again. And in two or three seconds, the fighters won’t hold me back.

It’s the only way he can relax.

Relax enough to do my best to help me kill that flying knife man.

18 (7 minutes 30 seconds)

The anesthesia gun is spinning in the air.

Open ground, a cold light.

It’s a flying knife, shooting at the boxer.

And in that moment, the boxer waved, and in that instant he took the knife in his hand!

By the time the blood came out of the fingertips, the boxers had rushed towards the flying knife man.

I won!

The boxers understood my intentions at once, and at the same time…

He’s really as scary as the flying knife guy.

“Shit! “It’s the sound of a flying knife man.

Then the tree flew a flying knife.

And this time, the fighters suddenly moved.

The moment of the alternation, a thin bloodline drawn from the left face of the boxer.

We all know that if there is another knife, the boxer will die.

But it looks like Flying Dagger doesn’t have a chance.

The boxers, who had been injured in the battle, had been bullied after the giant tree where the flying knife man was hiding.

At such a close distance, the velocity advantage of a boxer is amplified indefinitely.

The situation is completely reversed.

Boo!

The sound of a metal impact came from behind the giant tree.

And then there were a few clicks.

Then blood splatters.

Boring;

Broken panting.

Bang.

I heard a man fall down.

A few seconds later, after the giant tree, the boxer’s voice was heard.

“Thank you very much. “Now, it’s just us. I’m sorry.

19 (count-down: 7 minutes)

“I’d like to ask you before we face each other, why leave me alone? I’m sorry.

The boxer’s voice seemed to be a little tired, but it didn’t show up, but it was enough for me to be sure that he was still behind the tree.

Clearing each other’s positions is the basis on which we can face each other.

“I didn’t leave you alone. I just didn’t want to waste my strength. I’m sorry.

I was a bit flattered when I said that.

Fighters have won short-term combat, but at the same time short-range acceleration and blade fighting have wasted a lot of physical energy.

Maybe there’s a wound.

I disobeyed the words of the man of the sword, one plan, one kill, another consume.

It’s all made.

The boxing man’s voice came in a long way. “You’re hurt too, boy. I’m sorry.

“Yeah, so I’m better at killing, right? I said:

“No, he exposed technology several times, and you, never fired a shot. I don’t know how you shoot, not even how many bullets you have. Unknown is the hardest thing to do. I’m sorry.

His voice is getting slower.

Is it a growing wound?

I have to make him cry more, delay and waste his energy.

After all, his speed is terrible.

“In fact, you didn’t expose the technology. “I shouted:

“Me?”

“It’s too loose. It’s not even yours. The real fighter. I’m sorry.

He groaned, “Yeah, killed a lot of people. It’s just over. It’s dead. I’m sorry.

And I smiled, “Is that all you can do? I’m sorry.

“Your gun is faster than a knife. I’m hurt. I can’t hide anymore. I’m sorry.

“So you’re gonna take it? I’m sorry.

No, no, no, no, no. He laughter, coming from afar, he said, “No, it’s the neck.” I’m sorry.

And behold, in Our hearts is a torment.

I’ve let the bows go since I entered the island, and the beams become companions, and the fat man doesn’t die in my hands.

So, right now, will it be the first time I’ve killed anyone?

But.

But there’s no way.

I’m going to save the forest.

Lim Moo… how is she now?

“Hey! With a gun! “Now, let’s fight it.” I’m sorry.

His breathing is getting heavy.

Every time you shout, it’s harder than last time.

That weak state, it’s hard to believe it came out.

So, he’s really dying. He’ll have to fight as soon as possible. And the watch shows that, at the end of the eight-minute period, there’s still a half.

“Good. * I yelled, I decided not to delay. * If you really want to kill him, give him enough respect, “Let’s fight while you’re alive. I’m sorry.

“Thank you,” he said, “There’s one last thing if you get out alive…”

“I can’t do anything for you. I’m sorry.

“Not to help me, to help yourself, to help everyone…” he said, “Stop this game.” I’m sorry.

I stopped, “No way. I’m sorry.

“If you can win this game, maybe. I’m sorry.

After that, he slowly came out from the right side of the giant tree.

That’s it. Coming out?

I stomped, and I put my gun up.

But for a moment, I realized a terrible possibility.

What if that wasn’t what this fighter said?

What if that big tree was followed by a blade, boxer?

Suddenly, blood splattered from the neck of a boxing man.

Bang.

He’s on his knees.

At the same time, the left side of the log flashed, half a man.

The half-man came at me with a knife.

20 (countdown: 4 minutes)

I heard nothing but sound.

After that, only boxers spoke to me.

So I mistakenly thought the boxer had won.

Actually, from the beginning of the game, I thought boxers would win.

Flying Knife man, pro-active display of skill, sound and agitated character.

Everything is lethal enough.

But now I know he did it on purpose.

In order to induce the enemy to underestimate him.

To the point where a boxer, with a figure of one metre or six, dared to take his own initiative.

So I thought the flying knife man would just fly it out.

The boxer lost, so he was held hostage and shouted at me.

The slow response was not from fatigue, but from the point of view of the knifeman.

I can see it!

If I’m not so proud of my plan and delay by three minutes, I realize that the watch didn’t update the “survival number” and that two people from behind the logs didn’t die.

Deadly miscalculation!

Between the lines of thought, I shot instinctively.

In the middle of the air, the knife was shot in the handle with a bullet, slightly moved, rinsed my left arm, and drew a small wound.

I’m breathing and still in fear.

“I can shoot a knife with a bullet. Good shot! “But you’ll lose.” I’m sorry.

Then he appeared to me and ran away.

21 (3 minutes 50 seconds)

I aimed the gun at him immediately.

But he immediately hid behind another tree.

A tree nearer to me.

He’s using the bunker to approach me!

“You’ve got a wound, you’ve got a knife, you can’t even hide. He mocked, even, not affected by the fighting, “and your gun looks like a sports game, but it’s too slow! I’m sorry.

He knows all about me.

At the same time, it keeps getting closer to me.

He’s got full physical strength, great combat skills.

Close, I can’t win.

And wait for me not to fear, and he went out again.

And this time, I shot.

Bang.

He was afraid and immediately returned to his original tree.

At the same time, I remained in a gun position, quickly retreating from the open ground lit by fire.

“Man, how can you shoot when you’re far away from here? After the trees, he sensed my actions.

I know it’s a bad view, but I don’t have a choice.

“Take care of yourself. You’ve only got one knife left. I shouted, bluffed.

Yeah, he had only one knife left, so he kept looking for the meat.

“But you have only one bullet left. He was laughing, “I turned back to the bunker and put a bullet in it, but you hesitated because you had only one bullet left! I’m sorry.

“One bullet can beat you. I’m sorry.

“Boy, you don’t understand. Your gun was for the game, and my knife went to war. I’m sorry.

After that, he dived at me. The running route, it’s the S type, and the time to change direction is irregular.

I didn’t shoot, but at least I did.

The way he runs is a standard tactical move that requires a machine gun to break. I can’t even shoot!

Soon he was also far away from the fire and washed into the dense forest.

And, after a turn, I lost sight of my tracking.

I can’t see him anymore.

22 (1 minute 10 seconds)

The moment I lost him, I stopped.

Next minute, it’s tough.

He’s been flashing around me, around and around, all over the place.

He’s using his strength to circle me.

Very clever, because of that, I am afraid to move in any direction.

Meanwhile, his circle is shrinking.

And behold! We hear a swift footsteps behind us.

But when you turn around, you see nothing but the twirling leaves under the moonlight.

And at the same time, on the right back, there’s the sound of a fast-forward footsteps.

I also turned my gun, again, and I missed him.

Then another moment of peace.

I put my watch in my ear and listened to a little electron sound.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Suddenly, the footsteps.

Left rear!

I turned back and the sight had completely locked him in.

But it’s time to aim, and he’s gone again.

“I said you’re too slow! I’m sorry.

He shouted, immediately thereafter, in peace.

I know that, as we all know, it’s time for the fight.

He has to fight.

I can’t wait.

The electronic sound of the watch, this time, went all the way to “seven” before the footsteps appeared.

And I already know exactly where he’s going to show up.

Right behind you!

This time, I didn’t turn around and let the footsteps approach.

The right arm was then thrown back, behind and fired.

No aim, it’s the only way I can shoot him.

I heard the footsteps a little bit, and then I kept running towards me.

And for a moment he paused, I turned back.

He saw four or five metres away, the light in his eyes.

He was shot in the abdomen.

So, still sober for about a dozen seconds.

But…

“You’re out of bullets! I’m sorry.

He drank aloud, two steps towards me and stabbed the dagger.

He’s a little slow.

The dagger pierced my neck, and I was able to hide.

Then he looked, and his other hand came up, and he fixed my shoulder.

He must have followed up on killing.

But it’s too late.

The knife in my right hand, just as soon as he grabbed me, it had pierced his ribs.

He’s in a state of shock and confusion.

Yes, my arrow was lost with the equipment and there was no near-war weapon.

But at the beginning of the game, he shot Mr. White’s knife, and I picked it up.

When he confronted the boxer.

“You…”

And he remained in the unbelievable, and We dragged the blade with the best of our energy, and drew between his chest a long mouth.

The blood is coming out.

He broke out, loosed his blade and fell on his knees.

23

“How did you predict my position? Ears alone, not at all. I’m sorry.

“Not the ears. You’ve got a crack in your circle. I’m sorry.

“Really?”

“Only clockwise, that’s right. Then I thought, when you passed the bonfire, there was blood on your left eye. I’m sorry.

“I thought you couldn’t see the wound. I’m sorry.

“It’s only a bet, when you win a boxer, or you get hurt; a bet on the first time you chose a half-position from the side of the tree to cover up the wound of the left eye; a bet on you not shooting me because of my bullet, but because you didn’t aim at it from the beginning…”

“So you bet I’ll just go right because there’s a blind spot in the left eye.”

“Yes, based on that, your position is prejudged. You’ve surrounded me three times after, and each angle is different, apart from the time, the angle speed. You won’t change course, so I’ll know where you are as soon as the last footsteps appear. I’m sorry.

“So you promise to shoot me? I’m sorry.

“It’s hard to hit the key, but I just want to hit the torso. I’m sorry.

“Yeah, you have a knife.” Just slow me down so I can win.”

And in the moon, the sound of the dumb, in disarray.

“I lost,” he said, “So my brother, as a hostage, will die.” I’m sorry.

I said, “Sorry. I’m sorry.

“Fuck you! If you don’t kill me, will I kill you? * He coughed a lot of blood *

And he looked at me, and his eyes were still fierce, “It was good.” I’m sorry.

I don’t know how to answer him.

In my heart, it’s filled with great sorrow.

I had to be quiet and watch him die.

All of a sudden, he smiled, and he laughed very easily.

“When I was a soldier in Kachin, my brother called me stupid every time I was on a mission…” He swallowed blood and kept laughing, “My brother died and you couldn’t win if he was chosen to confront you. I’m sorry.

24

In a deep and safe cave, I found another lumber.

All night, until the moment I held her, I finally felt that I was alive.

What I’m facing is finally no longer a blade.

It was soft, warm, 20 years old, her body.

I closed my eyes and kissed her deeply.

She didn’t run away and let me hold her and put her on a rock.

The moon shines out of the hole, and on us is a thin white.

She said, you know, if this is the time when other players find us here, we’ll…

I said, I don’t care.

She smiled. I don’t care.

At that moment, I finally forgot all day of anxiety, fear, pain.

And forget the cruel ending of “only one can live”.

The watch was shaking all night.

The desert island is still bloody and dead.

And I didn’t want to think about it. I only knew.

She’s delicate, lint, weak.

Her fingertips, voice lines, eye waves.

Until the next morning.

The sun rises from a distance, the mist in the forest fades, and the birds simmer.

The forest’s radiant with a shirt and a good sleep.

I’m feeling warm, just sitting up, and I’m feeling a blade on my neck.

It’s a lumber knife.

25

That night, after the knifeman died, Mr. White appeared again.

He told me where the lumber was, that it was a very safe flash, and we could all rest before dawn.

“But after dawn, I’ll tell the other two.

“The fighter and the knife’s companion?” I asked.

“You know I didn’t kill them?” I’m sorry.

“You can’t leave.” I said, “One more fight, one more entry.” They threatened to kill our companions in order to prevent us from leaving. I’m sorry.

He looked at me, and he laughed, and he seemed like I was funny.

“Do you really think this game is just a fight between men and people, and the rich are out there gambling? I’m sorry.

“Isn’t it?” I asked.

“Chen Xiao Woo, you’ve made it easy for us all. He said, “We want much more fun than a man and a man kill. I’m sorry.

I don’t understand what he’s saying. I can’t imagine what he’s saying.

“Chen Xiaowoo, to be honest, I hope you win this game. He whispered, “It seems like he’s hiding from some kind of surveillance,” but I won’t be able to help you any longer. I’m sorry.

“You, help me?”

“Or do you think you’re lucky to meet the forest? I’m sorry.

I just remembered that.

After I met the archers, I got lost in the middle of the woods with my serious injuries.

When the strength is exhausted, suddenly the water is heard.

The sound appeared empty, from the silence and suddenly into the ears.

Then I approached the water, and that was when I met the forest.

Even he’s behind this. How many bodies does he manipulate?

And more important…

“Why help me?” I asked.

“Think about how to get out alive,” he said, “After all, the lumber that saved you, can kill you now.” After all, only by killing you can you enter the final arena. I’m sorry.

I’m silent.

He was right. I was saved because the island was full of enemies.

But now, with fewer and fewer survivors, I became the biggest obstacle to her survival.

She must kill me.

“You can trust me to kill her. “This is your prerogative as a winner.” I’m sorry.

“No need,” I said, “She saved my life twice. She tried to kill me. I’m sorry.

26

“Have you thought about killing me?” I asked Lin Moo.

She sits side by side, her legs fold, and she looks good.

It’s just, the blade in your hand can kill me any minute.

“Bay-woo, you know we can only live one. “This is our inevitable end.” I’m sorry.

“I know, so do it. I’m sorry.

She was silent for a long time.

“Why did Chen Xiao Woo save me? I’m sorry.

“What? I’m sorry.

“Saving me, the bullets are running out, the wounds are inflammating, the fever is high, and you can’t live for hours! “Why did you save me?” I’m sorry.

I said, “You don’t know, it wasn’t easy to get away with that last night. I’m sorry.

She hung up and raised her eyebrows, “So you didn’t want to save me, either? I’m sorry.

“Well, it’s kind of like saving. I’m sorry.

She stomped and looked away and she looked at her mouth.

Finally, a smile comes out of the mouth.

But soon, the eyes were red again.

I said, “Come on, let’s go. I’m sorry.

Suddenly, she threw a knife, and she bowed her head.

“You bastard. I’m sorry.

“I’m an asshole! I’m sorry.

“You bastard! I’m sorry.

“Lim Moot, I saved you last night! I’m an asshole! I’m sorry.

“But I tried to kill you! It’s a killing game! You should take my knife and wipe my neck! I’m sorry.

“Why didn’t I kill you? I’m sorry.

“You’ve worked so hard to get here and you’re just dying? I’m sorry.

“I don’t like it…” I’m like, “But, you’re better than me. I’m sorry.

The forest is no longer refuting.

She knows that I speak cruelly, but the truth.

“Lim Moot, I know that you have many secrets and many talents, that you can live.” I whispered in the mouth of my plea, “If you really go out…”

“I won’t take care of your family. I’m sorry.

I stopped.

“You know about me?”

She didn’t answer, “Chen Xiaowoo, you can’t die here. I’m sorry.

“Answer my question. How do you know about me? I’m sorry.

Strange things too much.

Before, when the fat guy died, he said I was the only one who could win.

Meanwhile, he just called out my name.

And now, it seems like I know something about me.

There is no fear of secrets on this island.

It’s terrible that I’m the only one who doesn’t know these secrets.

“Dan Xiao Woo, you know what? You are the only one on this island…”

Suddenly she choked on the latter part.

Even his face is frozen.

“The only what? “I sensed her anomaly. “What happened to you? I’m sorry.

She’s changed, and she’s scared.

“What’s wrong with you? I’m asking.

She still did not answer, and after a little while, her eyes were softened.

Finally, a relaxed smile.

“Nothing, suddenly I felt good to meet you here. I’m sorry.

“No, that’s not what you were thinking…”

I tried to tear her apart, but suddenly she kissed her cheek.

“You’re the first one to save me. “She spat, smiled, stamped. I’m sorry.

27

“Do you like me? I’m sorry.

“What did you say?”

“I like you, Chen Xiaowoo. So I wanted to ask you, “She raised her hand and wiped out the wet eyebrow, “Are you…?

“I am…”

Stop! She laughed, “I suddenly didn’t want to know.” I’m sorry.

Moo…

“Do something for you, don’t need to know about it. I’m sorry.

Suddenly, behind her, outside the hole, the cold flashes.

Wood-hot body’s flat.

Her brows were wrinkled and her mouth was wide open, but there was no sound.

The next moment, she took a step, one hand, weakly on my shoulder.

I only found out at this time that her tummy had been pierced by an arrow.

28

A archer?

I let go, archer?

The lumber looks at me and there’s blood in the mouth.

I tried to hold her forward, but she pushed her.

It was so powerful that I fell on the floor and then I saw her, with open arms.

And then there was another arrow running through her.

She finally screamed.

But still standing there.

Both legs, and even the whole body, trembled, but never fell.

I see.

I understand her strange expression just changed.

By that time, she had anticipated the danger.

Her silence,

She confessed as she suddenly confessed.

Because…

She’s going to die!

She smiled with blood and said, “This is the last thing I did for you.”

After that, her chest was pierced by arrows.

Finally, soft in my arms.

“He only has three arrows…”

29

The forest was getting weaker and her blood was pouring through my clothes.

The arrow pierced her chest, causing her to vomit.

She opened her mouth and wanted to talk.

I can’t make a sound. I can’t make a sound. I can’t stop coughing.

I said stop talking, I know.

Her delicate hand pulled my horn.

“Well, we don’t have to fight.” I’m sorry.

Then.

Her hand is getting weak.

And his finger fell soft, and the wrinkles of the horn split, and his hand fell down.

Moo…

I started ringing again.

The temple, the micro-blowing…

Moo, wait for me. I’m sorry.

I put her on the ground.

“I took care of him and came to see you off. I’m sorry.

I stood up and looked dozens of metres from the hole, man with a bow.

“Fuck! I’m sorry.

The man scolded and threw away his bow.

Take out a sting.

That’s not a archer.

He’s bigger and stronger than the archers.

Ten meters apart, he can already be detected.

He came to me, and he laughed,

“The man who can kill my brother is a hard man! I’m sorry.

I looked at him and I raised a desire.

I want to kill someone.

29

“When you kill that archer, he says you can play with guns. The man smiled, “Look at you, the gun’s gone? I’m sorry.

“Don’t think. I killed everyone in this quadrant. Says he points to me, “You’re the last one in this quadrant. I’m sorry.

He’s calm.

As if I were a dead prey.

I didn’t like his attitude, so I took a break and pulled out the dagger.

“This knife, the one that killed your brother,” I shake the dagger in my hand, and I use it to kill you. I’m sorry.

The man’s face has changed.

It’s getting ugly.

“Go to hell. I’m sorry.

Then he came to me at a fast speed.

And I, for one, was going backwards and running all the way to the deep end of the cave.

I saw him through the forest.

The eyes don’t fall half on the lumber.

He was a young girl who was shot with three arrows, and fell softly on the ground, bleeding and dying.

Is his heart tougher than an animal?

That’s good too.

So I can kill him like an animal.

That cave is deep.

After a dozen steps, it’s a corner.

Inside, there’s 20, 30 square metres of space on one side.

Even out there, there’s no light in this space.

Deep in the cave,

It will be the only place I can win.

30

After entering dark space, I quickly reached the centre of space.

This space, last night, I explored it with Moo, the ground, the four walls, not the rule.

The entire dark room is a rectangular space, but few steps, if any, will be blocked by sudden-up rocks.

Here, he can easily be stopped, tripped and unwittingly sounded.

And I’m standing in the center, and I can see his position right away, and I can attack.

He is the brother of the swordsman and, according to the swordsman, is far more powerful than the swordsman.

If you want to win him, you have to take advantage.

Soon his footsteps drew near, but he stopped.

“Do you play with me?” he said at the dark entrance, “Night war, you’ll be better than me? I’m sorry.

After that, he seemed to take a deep breath.

I’m in the dark, because he immediately felt the key to my victory:

Take a breath.

Everyone knows how to hide themselves and their footsteps, but where there is real darkness and silence, breathing is the key to winning.

He held his breath, in the dark space, and finally became a complete silence.

The biggest sound, from inside me, is the heart beating.

31

In this place, a little light, even a single footsteps, a single breath, is exposed.

Outside the hole, the bird chirps.

The wind’s in the hole and the peace.

And this dark room, silent and lightless, it seems that neither of us exists.

We’re all waiting for someone to show off first.

Soon, a minute and a half passed.

My lungs are starting to suffocate, and it’s always immersed in air, and it’s beginning to wait and want to contract.

But the more it gets, the more I can’t breathe.

Long-term silence will make the next breath sudden and fatal in the face of an enemy that is stronger than a knife.

Another minute.

I’m starting to get close.

Even though the dark room is dark, I’ve begun to see flowers.

It’s starting to get sour.

As a former shooter, I had some kind of closed-air training in order to maintain a stable breath on the field.

But I’ve never expected that my lungs would be better than him.

After all, he was of military origin.

Fifteen seconds later.

My whole body began to tremble, and my lungs tried to blow up normal.

But I started to get excited.

He’s got a lot of lung activity, but I didn’t want to shut up and fight him.

He went into the dark room, he started to shut down, and he fell into my trap.

The key to this victory is one more thing than “out of control.”

…time.

That time, close.

Five.

Four.

III

Two.

One.

Then suddenly, the wrist was shaken.

At the same time, on my side, two steps away, there was light.

That’s his watch.

Lim Moot died, and three minutes later, everyone’s watch will point to a new “survival.”

That number will be from three to two.

And I, with my arms, have covered that watch.

And he, finally, exposed his position.

I flew the knife out to the light.

At the same time, he was afraid to stop and ran to the hole.

He grunted. It looks like he’s been stabbed.

But I followed my footsteps, and I followed them.

I just feel the shoulder, and then the pain of the drill.

He and I ran out of the dark room almost at the same time, and then he pressed me under.

He kept his long-stabbing in his hand.

On the other side of the sting, it’s gone to my shoulder.

His left arm, with one wound, was shallow and bleeding.

That’s my knife.

“Like my brother, with a flying knife?” “My brother can’t beat me with this! I’m sorry.

He turned to the sting.

Suffering, straight into the bone marrow.

I couldn’t hold on to the screams, but I had to grab his wrist with my own hands, lest his General stabbed him, causing more and more deadly wounds.

And he looked at me in vain and laughed.

One hand tossed the sting, the other hand tossed out and did nothing.

That’s the attitude of winning and winning.

He thinks he’s winning.

Good…

He’ll never find out when he’s in awe and torture me.

On that knife, there’s lumber-based poison.

When I was with her in the middle of the forest, she stuck the snake’s teeth in an empty bottle of Amber, and forced the venom out.

The neurotoxin, she said, could kill a single wound and not escape seven paces before death.

32

“You want to beat me?” You can’t even pull out my stabbing. I’m sorry.

Ten seconds later, when he mocked me, my blood was full of clothes.

“I’m not going to beat you,” I said, “I’m going to kill you.” I’m sorry.

“Kill me? With this wound?” He pointed to his left arm.

“Yeah,” I nod, “with this wound.” I’m sorry.

And behold, the man who was not one of the world ceased to disgrace me.

He changed his face, then quickly covered his chest and felt his increasingly strange heartbeat.

Next thing you know, it’s all wrong.

“You… you…”

He pulled out the sting and tried to pierce my eyes.

I immediately put my hands on his wrist.

But he’s too strong, the tip of the sting, in my sights.

A drop of blood in my eyes.

As my hand shivered, it stomped down.

And suddenly, his power disappeared.

The army stabbed me in the eye, crossed out and brought new wounds.

And I pushed him away, and he fell aside.

33

“Ha ha ha ha ha ha…”

“You can really kill me…”

He’s coughing so hard that blood comes out of his mouth.

But he was strong enough to swallow the blood and stare at me.

“Then I will…”

“I’m on Yellow Springs. I’m waiting for you! I’m sorry.

34 – A letter from the forest.

There’s no paper in the foaming toolbox.

The note was left on a few white sheets.

Up there, with strange dyes, with small words.

Fine font, soft.

But, in my opinion, every word hurts.

I’m sorry.

Chan Xiaowoo. I’m sorry.

“I must have been gone when I saw this information. I’m sorry.

“Don’t be so sad. I’m sorry.

“Of course, it’s better to be sad. I’m sorry.

A little.

I’m sorry.

“I know you have a lot to ask me. I’m sorry.

“Why didn’t I kill you the first time I saw you? I’m sorry.

“Why use your gun. I’m sorry.

“Why do you know so much? I’m sorry.

“I’m not even going to tell you this. I’m sorry.

“A little bit. I’m sorry.

I’m sorry.

“My medicine box is left to you, and nothing is left. You used it.”

“There are two needles left, one of which is antibiotics, and you’re injected, and you don’t have a fever for at least a day from the wound. I’m sorry.

“There’s one left. Use it when it’s critical. I’m sorry.

“It’s adrenaline. I’m sorry.

I’m sorry.

“The killing on the island is now almost complete. I’m sorry.

“If you can win the last one, you can go straight to the zero. I’m sorry.

“That’s the center of the island, called the old arena. I’m sorry.

“The watch actually shows only the number of surviving players in the quadrant. I’m sorry.

“There are four quadrants on the island. I’m sorry.

“Each quadrant, only one player left, is entitled to go to the centre of the island and complete the final duel. I’m sorry.

I’m sorry.

“Well, my secrets, aren’t they growing? I’m sorry.

“The more mysterious women are heard, the more men can forget. I’m sorry.

“So, Chen Xiaowoo.”

“When you get the bonus, you get back to real life. I’m sorry.

“You’ll miss me. I’m sorry.

I’m sorry.

“Don’t forget me. I’m sorry.

I’m sorry.

Down right, is her tiny lips.

I whisper, I won’t forget you.

Seal. I’m sorry.

35

My name is Chen Xiaowoo.

This year, 23 years old.

I took part in a game like a great escape, on a deserted island, against many.

I killed two people.

Falling in love with a girl like a mystery.

And watch her die in front of me.

I have a dagger, an adrenaline.

At noon, we arrived at the centre of the desert island.

There is an open area of 20 metres, four corners and a few pillars.

It’s like, broken Roman arena sites.

I went to the field and saw the other three.

They should be the winners of their respective regions.

We’re here to do the final duel.

36

On that field, except for me, two men and one woman.

A man of equal size, the star of the sword, holding a sword;

A man is a fat man, two metres tall, with a face and a good face, but in the shape of a beast;

And the woman, she’s tall, she’s soft, she’s wearing hot pants, she’s hot.

Two of the three were unarmed.

Worse still, these three men are without any injuries.

At that point, Mr. Paik appeared again in the centre of the site.

No one’s surprised and wants everyone to know that it’s just a hologram.

But it was at noon, and there were no trees in his place at the sight of the sun.

It is amazing to have a holographic projection that remains as physical as it is and that no optical equipment can be detected.

The man in the suit turned around and greeted us with his hat off.

“Congratulations to the final arena. I’m sorry.

“Here is your last duel. I’m sorry.

“Each of you shall be the only winner in his own region, after death. I’m sorry.

“As soon as we kill the other three, we can win the final 3 million and return to real life. I’m sorry.

“Final finals can last until the end of the 24-hour game, 14 o’clock today. I’m sorry.

“Because each of you is ahead of schedule, you have almost an hour and a half to kill each other. I’m sorry.

“That… now I declare…”

“The duel begins. I’m sorry.

Mr. White disappeared, and I was holding on to the knife behind my back and staring at the other three present.

But for two minutes after that, nobody spoke, nobody moved.

37

The sun, the wind, the birds.

After a few minutes of deadlock, finally, the fat guy moved.

He slowly unloaded his backpack.

I was staring at him, and the other two were equally vigilant.

But then he brought out a bottle of water and drank it on his head.

After drinking half a bottle, he went to a Roman pillar and sat down in the shadows.

♪ Bang, bang, bang ♪

“Hey, handsome, I’m out of supplies. Can I have some of your water? I’m sorry.

She asked the fat guy, “Yeah. I’m sorry.

So the sexy woman swayed to the fat one.

The fat guy brought the water to the woman.

The woman picked it up, twisted it up and took a big sip.

Her good-looking neck is slightly up and down, and the water follows her chin, flows to her chest, and it’s all wet.

The fat man was staring at that woman, and his throat was shaking and there was nothing to hide the light in his eyes.

The woman dropped the bottle and handed it back to the fat one.

“Thank you, handsome. I’m sorry.

And the fat guy held the woman’s hand.

“Just say thank you? I’m sorry.

38

All of a sudden, the fat guy is ripping women apart.

Women don’t resist, fall into fat arms.

And then the fat guy goes up and down, and the woman, she’s like, laughter and laughter.

They’re hugging each other.

The woman was breathing, and she said, “An hour, an hour, and we’ll fight again? I’m sorry.

“Okay,” the fat guy smiles, “We’ll all take a break!” I’m sorry.

Then, both men became more and more aggressive.

It looks like it’s the last of the two before they die.

No fear of death.

There is no defence against the enemy.

Exploding with impunity like two animals.

But I realized very quickly.

Even animals.

They are also the most vicious.

They’re, like me, 11 dead people in every quadrant, winner.

Suddenly, the woman’s body strangled and kissed him in the neck.

Her lips slipped on that pile of bearded skin.

And suddenly, he turned his head, and his lips were drawn from the left side of his neck to the right.

The fat guy suddenly stopped.

Then he rose up, covered his neck, held back, and took a few steps.

I’m just seeing.

The woman bit a thin piece of iron.

She’s not unarmed.

It’s about keeping weapons in your mouth.

The woman sat up, took the blade out of her mouth and put it between her fingers.

Like playing a coin.

“Stop pretending. She said, “When I bit the knife, you would have run away. I’m sorry.

The fat guy loosed his neck.

“The eyes are poisonous,” he smiled, “but you do it very well.”

And behold, he who carried the sword of the samurai leaped high behind him.

And the sword of the samurai went down on the fat one’s neck.

When?

The Japanese knifeman, who was standing at his side, didn’t move too much.

When the fat man and the woman were entangled, I kept an eye on him, and I didn’t know when I was distracted.

Yeah, I did have a moment when a woman attacked a fat guy, and my attention was totally drawn.

But it was just a moment.

And in this only hole, the Japanese knife, under my eyelids, broke into 10 meters and attacked the fat one.

If he attacked me, I was dead.

The blade shines the sun, and flashes the bright light.

But as the light flashed, I saw that the blade ended up in half empty.

And the left wrist of the knife was squeezed by the fat guy.

“You know, that’s pretty normal. The fat guy said,

“Really?”

The knifeman said he suddenly withdrew his right hand and was in the back of his waist, drew a short knife and stabbed the fat man in the heart from the bottom.

And at the same time, the sexy woman was on top of her fingertips with blades on her neck.

Two blades, from both sides, to the fat one.

And in a single moment, the fat man suddenly flashes, and his right and right hand waves at the same time, but he is as fast as a shadow, and he cannot see it at all.

The next moment, the situation is completely reversed.

The knifeman fell a metre away and the blade was removed.

And the sexy woman, who was caught in the neck by the fat guy, raised up, her feet were shaking in the middle of the air, and her cheeks were getting redder by suffocation.

Her fingertip blade was taken to the fat guy.

“It’s right to kill me first,” said the fat guy, “Pity…”

He turned around and looked at me, “You never did. I’m sorry.

At that time, I was completely deterred by his strength and speed.

Hand in hand, it’s all sweat.

If I wasn’t in control, I’m afraid my whole body would start to shake and attack.

And the fat guy, he said to me, “Sorry, nobody’s coming to save you. I’m sorry.

At the end of the sentence, he raised his hand, with that blade, and on the body of the woman a long blood mark was drawn.

The woman was caught in her neck, and she only made a tiny sound.

And the fat guy’s hand didn’t stop, cut it, cut it out.

Blood is spilling out on the fat man’s body and face, but he’s light and even smiling.

As if that woman was a piece of paper to depress.

“In fact, this woman has been waiting for both of you. I’m sorry.

The fat guy said it himself.

“But you two, a coward, have to wait for this woman to do it first. I’m sorry.

“And you,” he said, “and worse.” I’m sorry.

“I don’t even know who’s most dangerous here. I’m sorry.

“The three of you together may win. I’m sorry.

“But now…”

“You can only be killed by me. I’m sorry.

After that, he let go.

The woman fell on the ground, blood covered her already beautiful skin, and even her breath became dumb.

She was lying there, shaking, not getting up.

And the fat one looked down.

The tongue licks the lips.

Seems to appreciate it all.

Like a tiger, admiring the lamb’s struggle.

Half an hour, women’s breath is getting weaker.

The fat guy finally said something.

“You don’t mean anything,” he said to the woman, “I’ll play that one first.” I’m sorry.

Says he came back, picked up the sword, raised up.

To the man who fainted, a knife.

Cut off each other’s right arm.

Blood splatters.

The knife turned around for a few seconds and finally shouted.

That’s howling.

But soon, it was covered up by fat laughter.

That’s a laughter that doesn’t fit him, sharp, pubic, like a wolf.

That’s how I understand…

This fat guy is not just strong. The worst part is…

He’s bloodthirsty.

39

In the next five minutes, he used various methods to “dismantling” two living people.

The Japanese swordsman, at the end of his life, lost all his dignity.

He kneeled on his knees and kept begging for the fat one.

Pray to each other, give yourself a joy.

And that woman, she was so hard, she never stopped swearing in the middle of a scream.

Five minutes, and the whole place is really quiet.

A small half of the land has been red in blood.

But hell on earth.

And I’m already cold, sweaty and soft, kneeling on the floor and vomiting the rest of my stomach.

The fat guy finished the last knife, raised his hand, wiped blood on his face, turned to me.

“You’re the first person who can see the full course. He says:

“I can’t do it…” I was breathing, “Not staring at you, dying faster. I’m sorry.

Fatty’s faster than the Japanese swordsman.

When I lost his trail, I waited to be killed and tortured.

“So you still want to fight back? His tone, unappreciated, was sarcasm: “It’s a man who can hold a knife in this way.” I’m sorry.

“Come on,” I said, “You’ve had enough. Come on. I’m sorry.

He’s got his eyebrows up.

“Okay. I’m sorry.

Then his large body came to a stagnating position and burst over.

It’s like… the death of the soul.

40

I was running, and the fat guy was 20 meters behind me.

But he never made it.

He was so fast that I could not run at full speed with my wounds.

But I used lumbered adrenaline.

And my escape route, at the second quadrant.

He was a winner in other regions, so he had never been in the second quadrant before.

This is my most important advantage.

Beyond the point of origin, there is a rainforest, and it is difficult to imagine the denseness of plants, which, if not pre-defined, can be prevented from moving in ways that would prevent them from moving.

But before I got into the arena of origin, I spent two hours walking this way.

This is the way to save lives.

And the fat man came forth behind me, and from time to time the sound of the trees being cut, and his scolding.

But he couldn’t catch me.

If I wanted, I could even pull the distance immediately.

But I want him to stay behind 20 meters.

That’s how he thinks he can catch me and keep pushing.

Then suddenly, I fell down on the ground next to my foot.

The moment I landed, my knee hit a rock, and the pain caused me to scream and to rise.

Five seconds later, the fat guy broke the last tree barrier.

He saw me and stood there and stopped.

This is when he kills me.

But he didn’t rush. He’s going to enjoy it, enjoy it.

“What hand do you take off first? *He’s breathing and smiling like he’s proud * Then one, one, one…”

He slowly approached and pointed his blade at me.

And I, too, lifted the dagger.

He stopped and said he really wanted to fight?

I nod my head and I said, I wanted to try you, how great.

He said it was you?

He took another step forward.

I said with everything here.

He smiled, and suddenly he looked forward.

I’m gonna push back.

And it will cause him to laugh in fear.

You?

And he laughed, and took two steps forward, and he was only far from me from the sword.

But this distance, to me, to him, is fatal.

“Yes, I am.”

My dagger stomped into the ground.

There is a little vine hidden beneath the grass.

And when the vine breaks, it triggers a trap.

And We have set out with a second measure all resources, a death trap.

41

And behold, a dozen vines leaped from their sides, and drew upon the fat one, while he was firmly in place.

He had been able to break free and had just tried to cut the vines off with a knife in his hand, and suddenly the dense forest around him sounded at the same time.

Four arrows, shot at the fat one at the same time from four directions.

The sound of four bloodstains, and the arrows follow.

But he didn’t say anything. He didn’t even blink.

After a few breaths, he calmed down and looked at me with blood.

“That’s it? His voice, like a hungry tiger’s low roar.

Horrible sounds.

I don’t know why, but I’m more disgusted at this moment.

“You’re fucking like this. Stop pretending. I’m sorry.

“Without a backhand, it must be you! His voice is getting angry.

The whole muscle rips out the bushes and it seems to be coming out in the next second.

“But, later, I have. I’m sorry.

Speaking of which, I picked up two bottles from behind and tried to hit him.

The bottle broke on his head.

It’s liquid, it’s full of him.

“Drink”?

“alcoholic. I said, pick up two stones on the ground.

That’s the end of the trap.

It was the anchor that I had deliberately fallen, and it was the weapon that killed him.

Iron alloy.

Commonly known as Firestone.

I stood up and stood far away from him.

He looks up to this bloodthirsty, powerful, deathlike murderer.

“What are you doing? His voice is no longer violent, but rather, it starts to tremble.

“You’re the best player I’ve ever seen,” I put on a flint, “but sorry, you lost. I’m sorry.

Firestone knock.

Bang bang.

He scolded.

Shout.

Then, plead.

I heard him change his attitude so quickly that he couldn’t stop laughing.

Go on, bang.

Mars.

Shh.

Flaming fire.

Then came his scream.

Half a metre in front of me, up in the sky.

42

I fainted on the edge of the forest because of the effects of adrenaline, serious injuries, and two days of heart attack.

And the last sight that was seen was that the fire spreadth in a dense forest, and the colours became thicker, and the fire spreads unconscionably.

The blazing tongue leaps and grows, as if it were close to the clouds.

And a small figure came forth from a burning forest, beneath a massive and infinite flame.

It’s… the lumber.

She is thin and white, and in the evil fire she is weak and tender.

She walked in front of me, slowly seeping out soft hands.

I’m also reaching out.

But no matter what, you can’t catch her.

She was laughing at my funny.

Then, touch my head, whisper softly.

“Chen Xiaowoo, we’ll meet again soon. I’m sorry.

43

Wake up again in the back seat of the car.

I look out the window, it’s city night.

I’m wearing a brand-new dress, my mobile phone in my right pocket, my wrist, my sister’s made-up grass-line bracelet, and no more pain.

And I’m around with a suitcase.

It’s got a note on it. It says, “For you.”

I opened the box, full of cash.

Eventually, the car was parked in front of the hospital.

I took my suitcase and I got out of the car, and the phone was ringing.

Continuously.

Looks like there’s a blocker in the car.

Most of the messages came from my sister.

She seems to know I’ll be gone all day, so she hasn’t called.

It’s just in the tweets, there’s a blessing every 10 minutes for 10 hours.

She seems superstitious, this way, to keep me safe.

I couldn’t help but laugh because she could wake up for ten hours.

But when I walked into the hospital in my car and came to my sister’s room, I found her bed empty.

44

“Where were you yesterday? The doctor asked me, “Where were you yesterday? I’m sorry.

“I’ll go get the money…”

The doctor looked at me. After a long time, no more anger.

“Got it? I’m sorry.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

“Keep it. Live your life. I’m sorry.

I look on the bed, and I’m already stiff.

It’s like howling.

But inside it, it seemed like a huge stone was crushing, and I was not allowed to release those regrets.

I can’t even breathe.

So yesterday, she woke up for ten hours.

For the first time in months, ten hours.

It’s a return light.

Yes, waiting to say goodbye.

And lo! I was on my knees, and I threw up.

After a while, it seems like I’m all out of strength.

45

I had a decent funeral for my sister.

Two weeks later, I got a new job as an assistant at a shooting club in the city.

Life, back on track.

46

But I’ve always had a big worry.

We were able to save her, but then, after receiving the bonus, suddenly came to her death.

It’s weird.

Like, a bad luck. It’s hidden in the dark, ready to ambush me.

Even more strangely, I find that what happened on the island is not real at all.

Because all the wounds on my body are magically gone.

Not healing, disappearing.

But earlier, the battles and the killings on the island had gone by.

Also, the wounds, the intact skins, are still sporadic and the pain is unbearable.

47

That night, I sorted out the shooting club, the table in the shooter area.

It’s more than 10:00 on the workday, and there’s only one last guest.

I was going to clean up.

Suddenly, my abdomen ‘s wounds’ began to hurt.

I’m holding my stomach, I’m holding it, I’m not showing it.

“It’s called pain. The guest said, “Low the gun in his hand, point it at my stomach, “I’ve been back a long time. I’m sorry.

He took off his glasses.

It is only then that We see him, He is the single island, the white man who appeared repeatedly in a hologram.

“It’s been a long time. I’m sorry.

“What do you want from me?”

“Yeah, there’s a board that wants you to join. I’m sorry.

48

My abdomen hurt even more.

“Mr. Paik, thank you for the prize, but I don’t want to go on playing anymore. I’m in a good life and I don’t want to go through that anymore. “I don’t want to kill again.” I’m sorry.

“What if I say you didn’t kill? He smiled.

“What do you mean? I’m sorry.

“You didn’t kill, and everyone you met on the island was just a human simulation with enough intelligence. I’m sorry.

He pulled a folder out of his arms and turned it over, which contained many files.

He spreads, pushes in front of me.

“This game, not in reality, but in the virtual world. I’m sorry.

49

Last year, in 2022, countries almost simultaneously realized a technology, an awareness of reality. I’m sorry.

“The common saying is that it’s about getting your mind into a program created.

“This is a very sophisticated technology, and only the top scientists are allowed to enter the Genesis century, and the world’s total information is just hundreds of thousands of GBs. I’m sorry.

“In these months, the virtual world has begun to expand and merge, and the total amount of information has come close to a ZB, which is the 12th GB. I’m sorry.

“It began to take over the servers of the real world and stole almost all the information. I’m sorry.

“No encryption technology can stop it. I’m sorry.

“However, in the face of a 12-to-one GB program with a mass of 10, there is no supercomputer in the world that can run independently, let alone crack and close. I’m sorry.

“So we began to send people, and the consciousness was uploaded into the Genesis. I’m sorry.

“47 people. I’m sorry.

“Not a lifetime.”

“However, they have sent back some valuable information that gives us a basic picture of the world of ruins. I’m sorry.

“It created a world almost identical to the real world and exposed its own program interfaces to certain specific locations. I’m sorry.

“So, we need a person to find these specific locations and enter a closing order. I’m sorry.

50

I said, “You mean, I’m that guy? I’m sorry.

Mr. Paik: Yes, the great escape is a game that we imitate from the rubble to test people with sufficient judgement and mobility. I’m sorry.

I said, “No one passed me before? I’m sorry.

Mr. Bai: “No, we have tried the police, scientists, survival experts, even murderers. No one has come to the last step. I’m sorry.

I said, “How did you pick me? I’m sorry.

Mr. Paik took a break and said, “through a procedure. I’m sorry.

I said, “Procedure”?

He shakes his head, “A program, like Genesis, out of control. It’s just that the program’s out of control and is now manageable. I’m sorry.

51

“The program…” I’m staring at Mr. White’s face, “It’s a lumber. I’m sorry.

“Yes. Mr. Bai said, “This is my game, Genesis. We’ll put you, and the forest beams together, into Genesis. I don’t know what’s gonna happen after that.

And he did it, “We can be sure that Genesis designed countless poison-killing programs against you to stop you. And you’re killed in there, in reality, just as dead. So consider carefully…”

“Don’t think about it,” I put the gun in my hand, “I’m in.” I’m sorry.

“Are you sure?”

“Or what? It’s not like it’s the real world. I’m sorry.

(concluded)

What were you doing in the game? – Answer by Liu Xiaoxie.

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.