Chapter 519: The Terminally Ill Heiress on Death Game Island (35)
Chapter 519: The Terminally Ill Heiress on Death Game Island (35)
After Shi Cheng came down, someone went to ask, and indeed the answer was the same as Bai Huai said: the little tip on the display was that if he told the truth to help players survive, he could clear all debts and receive points as a reward.
Shi Cheng ignored the gazes of the crowd and hurriedly rushed to the canteen, as he was extremely hungry.
He had thought he would starve to death, but he didn’t expect to keep on living. At this moment, he didn’t even hate the game.
If the other side hadn’t provided a way out, he wouldn’t have survived.
Over the next month, R-numbered players staged various betrayals. If the draws weren’t infrequent, probably most R-numbered players would have died.
Even so, many familiar faces were gone.
Fortunately, the game targeting has passed, and now when the Qiann Yan team plays, penalty hints are almost gone.
Everyone gradually repaid the owed points and even had a small surplus. Maybe they couldn’t live a life of luxury, but they could maintain basic food, drink, and shelter without any issues.
However, they could only live in rooms that resembled dormitories, eat and drink the worst, and even had to consider the next unexpected event by stockpiling a lot of food and water in their rooms, using points to extend the room rent for a long time.
Everyone lived like people from small places looking for work in big cities, forced to live frugally, overall not having a good time.
On the other hand, those players who betrayed their teammates continued to squander large amounts of points, living comfortably.
Even though there’s a great crisis, and everyone around them guards against each other, they are still doing well.
Jing XiYuaan knows that the situation is very dangerous now.
The remaining team of eleven people might collapse at any time.
"Your companions are anxious every day, looking for people to gather information, aren’t you worried?" Bai Huai couldn’t hold back, and upon finding Qiann Yan alone, he approached to speak.
During non-game times, Jing XiYuaan doesn’t stay by Qiann Yan’s side all the time.
He is now rather anxious, thinking about how to survive here, and doesn’t pay much attention to her.
"Actually, even if you’re sick, you don’t necessarily have to give up." Bai Huai said encouragingly, "No matter what, being alive is better."
Qiann Yan: "Which eye of yours saw that I wanted to die?"
Bai Huai: "..."
She seemed completely unconcerned, sitting in a chair sunbathing whenever she had nothing to do, totally different from others, and nobody seemed more relaxed than her.
Besides embracing life and death, what else could it be?
"Next time if you can’t find people to make up numbers, I can help you, at least I can rule out a cage situation for you."
Qiann Yan: "Thank you."
"You’re welcome. When we were young, teachers always taught us to respect the elderly and love the young, to care for the weak." Bai Huai grinned, "That’s the basics of being a good citizen."
Qiann Yan: "The only one who still thinks they’re a good citizen here is probably just you."
Bai Huai wanted to say more, but Qiann Yan’s number badge flashed red, indicating her turn again, leaving him visibly uncomfortable.
"The game island is not very humane; it doesn’t even know how to care for sick people, does it lack compassion?"
Qiann Yan was amused by Bai Huai’s grumbling. Would there’s compassion on Death Game Island?
Qiann Yan: "I’m going now."
"Hey, let’s go together, I’ll go check, in case you draw a 11... pfft pfft pfft!" Bai Huai hurriedly slapped himself, it’s a five-star difficulty that even veteran players rarely encounter, "Things I say are always unreliable."
But two minutes later, Qiann Yan drew 11 cages, and Bai Huai couldn’t help but slap himself again deeply.
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