Playing the Foolish Beauty in a Deadly Game - Chapter 22
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He wanted to ask something, but seeing the fire gradually dying out not far away from the corner of his eye, he swallowed his worries that were about to be voiced and changed his words: “Let’s refuel the plane first. We can talk about anything after we take off.”
The others didn’t dare to delay and quickly divided the tasks to start the plane. It wasn’t until the plane flew into the high layer and operated steadily that everyone could gather together.
The brown-haired man was delightedly searching through the supplies of the deceased tourists, commanding everyone to hand over the items to him for “reasonable distribution.”
“There are fewer and fewer living humans. We didn’t find any supplies this time. If we don’t plan and distribute them reasonably, we won’t last long,” he said.
The female internet celebrity couldn’t bear it anymore. She pushed the brown-haired man and shouted angrily, “How dare you let other passengers listen to you? You kind of person should just die!”
The female internet celebrity held back her tears with her eyes filled with sorrow: “Everyone must not listen to him. It was his selfishness that killed Yike. Whoever listens to him will be deceived and die!”
Yike was the name of the flight attendant player. The female internet celebrity looked very sad: “Yike was only nineteen years old. She had just been admitted to university, and her mother was waiting for her to come home…”
The brown-haired man said impatiently: “Who are you talking about as if they don’t have a mother? My mother is also waiting for me, and I am the only child in my family!”
“She is just a girl and can’t carry on the family name. Why would her mother wait for her? Maybe she will forget about her in a couple of years.”
“You shut up! I saw it clearly. It was Yike who pulled you up when you fell and let you run ahead of her,” the female internet celebrity was so angry that her face turned red and her voice rose.
“What did you do? You turned around and left her outside the car. No matter how she knocked, you didn’t open the door and just watched her being eaten by the dark shadow!”
“How can such a person still want everyone to listen to him? Who would hand over the supplies to a person like you? You must be dreaming!”
The brown-haired man still spoke with a sense of justice: “You just don’t understand. Did I ask her to save me? It was her excessive sympathy and savior complex that made her insist on saving me. Don’t you know that in the apocalypse, the first to die are the saviors?”
“I didn’t open the door because I was calm and rational. Why can’t a person like me command everyone?”
“This is a terrifying game where you can lose your life at any time. It’s not a game for you two to play sisterly affection!”
The brown-haired man said coldly: “Anyway, the flight attendant player’s identity card skill has already been used. Everyone already knows what to do during an emergency landing. Her death means nothing to everyone.”
“Young girl, you remember, I dare to kill one player, and I dare to kill two. If you keep nagging, I will kill you too.”
The female internet celebrity’s face turned pale, but she held the gun tightly: “I have a gun, and I won’t surrender.”
The female lover came out to mediate and warned the brown-haired man: “You can’t touch Anna. Don’t forget that her identity card skill is hacking. We have already found computers and other equipment. If you want to pass the game, stay away from her.”
After saying this, the female lover turned to comfort the female internet celebrity: “Don’t blame me for being cold-hearted. Anna, survive, and there will always be a chance.”
The female internet celebrity nodded and wiped away her tears with her hand: “I understand the reason, I just, just feel upset.”
“Do you know how Yike got into the horror game? She and her friends went on a trip after graduating from high school. In the middle of the night, a criminal followed them.”
“Yike saved her friend who fell down and let her friend run ahead…” The female internet celebrity couldn’t stop crying as she said this: “Her friend didn’t open the door for her, no matter how she knocked, the door was never opened, just like, just like…”
The female internet celebrity couldn’t go on. Just like when Yike died, that girl was betrayed in the real world when she handed over her trust and kindness to others. But in the game, she still kept her kindness and chose to give it again when faced with the same situation. Unfortunately, no one would praise her for her virtue; instead, they would say she was foolish and stupid, with an excessive savior complex.
Other NPCs heard the content that had been replaced by the game, of course, only replacing information related to “scenarios,” “players,” and “games.” So the NPCs also knew that the flight attendant had saved the brown-haired man but was killed by the selfish brown-haired man. Their expressions became wary.
Lin Qiao could hear the most original dialogue of the players. He asked the system: “Will the flight attendant player become a dark shadow?”
[Maybe.]
Lin Qiao pursed his lips and then bit them. He was a little unhappy and couldn’t help but think that the flight attendant player had encountered the same way of death in the scenario as in reality. What was she thinking when she was finally locked outside the car? Did she regret her decision? Was she scared? Would she cry and call for her mom in a whisper?
The survivors had no way of knowing the answers to these questions, and they would even forget about this “foolish” girl after the scenario ended due to the game’s influence.
[You won’t forget.]
Lin Qiao was taken aback, and his eyes gradually filled with light. He was wearing a loosely found large-collared T-shirt, huddled in his seat motionless, and looked up because of the system’s words.
Just then, the doctor player came out of first class and saw Lin Qiao, who was guarding nearby, looking very sad with tears on the tip of his chin.
His whole body was in disarray, covered with wounds and bloody bandages. His hair was still fluffy and soft, with a hint of pink at the corners of his eyes and a rosy, damp look on his lips from being bitten.
Probably because he couldn’t find suitable clothes, the T-shirt was several sizes too big, and the already loose collar was on the verge of falling off, making Lin Qiao look even more frail. However, his eyes were extremely bright, as if he had seen someone he was looking forward to.
This look and appearance made the doctor player’s Adam’s apple move. He did a lot of mental preparation before walking over and talking to him: “Hello, would you like to go to first class? I’ll take care of your wounds.”
“Okay.” Lin Qiao winced as he stood up, pulling at his wounds and shaking all over.
The doctor player reached out his hand, then pulled it back, bit his teeth, and extended it again: “Let me support you.”
Lin Qiao carefully leaned over: “Thank you. How is the master? Is he okay?”
Only then did the doctor player realize that the light in Lin Qiao’s eyes was because of Yan Ting, and he looked at him like that just hoping he would cure Yan Ting.
The doctor player said regretfully: “I’ve taken care of Mr. Yan Ting’s wounds, but he is still in a coma and I don’t know when he will wake up.” The best thing would be if he never woke up, in which case… the soft and beautiful NPC in front of him would lose his support and would have to look for a new one.
After entering first class, Lin Qiao went to hold Yan Ting’s hand, looking small and helpless among the tall men in black suits.
Lin Qiao wiped away his tears and asked cautiously and timidly: “Can I know what happened? Please tell me, okay?”
The bodyguard player frowned and explained: “We found that the fuel in the underground tanks of the gas station on the neighboring street had deteriorated severely and was unusable.”