In the crisis survival game, relying on space to win numbness

After thinking about this level.

Teacher Jiang suddenly felt ashamed and remorseful:

Hey, I am really old and confused...

Why not as transparent as a little girl?

Now, he is not only the oldest person, but also the half-head of the small team.

I always sigh, can the morale of the team be brought up?

Where is the role of example?

"Cough cough cough."

Teacher Jiang coughed a few times, carefully put on the glasses, and covered up the embarrassment in his heart, before replying to Bai Yu:
"Yes, Xiaobai, there is such a saying."

After finishing speaking, he sighed in a self-comforting manner:
"Life is sea and sea, mountains and rivers are nothing but mediocrity!"

Bai Yu knew that what he said meant that life was full of ups and downs, and living well was the most worthwhile.

Some past regrets cannot be avoided, and the best solution is to live in the present and enjoy yourself in time.

It seems that Mr. Jiang should be relieved of the regret and guilt caused by Sophie's death.

Standing aside, Ling Xiaofei couldn't quite understand Teacher Jiang's words.

But he didn't ask, but looked at Bai Yu and said curiously:
"Sister Bai, I also heard a very old stalker who said that people who love to laugh can't be too unlucky, right?"

Bai Yu nodded:
"Yes."

"Is there any scientific basis?" Ling Xiaofei blinked his eyes, looking very curious.

"Because of unlucky people, she can't laugh, ha!" Bai Yu replied seriously.

Ling Xiaofei was stunned for a second, and suddenly felt that it made sense, so he stretched out his hands to lift his cheeks up.

Then, grinning like a groundhog:
"Then it looks like I'm going to have a good laugh in the mirror when I come back tonight. In this dangerous game, if you have bad luck, you will die early, which is not good!"

Bai Yu was instantly amused by his appearance and words.

Yan Qingqing over there, hearing the conversation between the two, sighed with a tangled expression:
"Tonight, I won't go back to my room even if I'm killed. My neighbors on the left and right are dead. It's like living next to the morgue at night. It's so scary."

After finishing speaking, she gave Bai Yu a meaningful look.

At the bottom of his eyes, there was a trace of silent expectation and temptation.

Everyone froze for a second when they heard the words.

Yes, Sophie and the man with the earrings who lived on the second floor were both dead.

Scared just thinking about it.
Not to mention those low-level NPCs who look like zombies.

Bai Yu knew that she was implying that she wanted to live in the same room with him.

But Bai Yu didn't want to have an extra person beside him who he had only known for two days in such a dangerous environment.

Even under such circumstances, she was afraid to live alone.

But she doesn't want herself to be someone else's drag in the game.

Similarly, she doesn't want others to be her drag bottle.

Even though Yan Qingqing seemed to be better than herself in every aspect.

However, this also means more and more that when faced with danger, it is very likely that the first person to sacrifice is himself.

What's more, I have to be responsible for my own life.

In the face of unknown dangers, Bai Yu himself is controllable.

But what about others?

No one said it was bad.

And the most important thing is that the fact that she has space for thoughts is also very likely to be exposed in advance.

This is the only SSR item in the entire game, once someone like Lu Fei finds out about it.

Then her little life,
It is very likely that the game will be buried in advance before the danger of the game comes.

Thinking of this, Bai Yu had no choice but to pretend to be naive, and stretched out his hand to straighten his hair, intentionally avoiding her probing eyes.

Yan Qingqing is a smart person, and he understood it instantly.

It's just that Bai Yu would reject her, which was beyond her expectation.

If Sophie was still alive, she would definitely wish for her to live with her.

Hey.
Yan Qingqing lowered her eyes and sighed secretly.