The huge monster threw Sun Fujing onto the lawn more than ten meters away, and took out a long bone from his lapel with a sneer.
——This is exactly the bone that Taffy stole from my house in the nursery rhyme, and it is also the bone made by Sun Qianqian herself.
A long bone was pale white.
It was held tightly in the hands of the giant Taffy and held high.
When the bone drew a fierce arc in the air and swung heavily towards Sun Fujing who fell on the grass, Sun Qianqian screamed and rushed out desperately!
In the glass room, Xu Ning covered his mouth and watched the scene in horror with tears in his eyes.
Li Shanyin's eyes widened as he desperately shouted, "Why is it the old man?! Why is the old man being punished this time?!"
He had clearly seen with his own eyes throughout the day that all the work of Sun Fujing and Sun Qianqian's group was completed by Sun Qianqian.
Now that there is a problem with their results, shouldn't the monster go after Sun Qianqian?
Why was Sun Fujing the one who was punished?
This variable of unknown origin frightened him.
Song Yang, Xia Jing, Feng Shi, and Bian Ya fell into a heavy silence as they watched Sun Fujing and Sun Qianqian struggling at the hands of the monster.
The monster hit Sun Fujing like a ball. Every hard swing knocked the old man flying. The "bang", "bang", and "bang" sounds were creepy.
Sun Qianqian cried heartbreakingly and stumbled after the monster, but she could not catch up with it at all.
She obviously had no protective props in her hand, only attack props, which were stone-like weapons. She smashed the monster hard, but it only created a small spark on the monster, which did not hurt the monster at all.
Sun Qianqian clenched her hands and screamed with bloodshot eyes.
——In this dungeon, the power of items on monsters is too weak!
The girl could only watch her grandfather fly into the air again and again, fall like a parabola, be knocked into the air again, and fall again.
The fragile old body gradually lost its struggle under repeated blows, and even gradually became deformed, twisted, and bloody.
Until they chased each other to a very, very far place.
The monster suddenly stopped.
Sun Qianqian seemed stunned for a moment, her back stiffened, then she rushed forward excitedly, took out a knife and chopped the monster's feet frantically!
Xia Jing suddenly took a step forward, approached the glass wall, and stared at the three figures.
This time, Taffy turned his back to all of them and raised the bone in his hand as high as possible.
Everyone could sense that this might be the monster's final blow, which would completely kill the poor old man.
Xu Ning closed his eyes, and Li Shanyin couldn't bear it anymore, so she squatted down with her back to the glass wall, hugged her knees and buried her face.
Only four others—
Despite the cruelty, they had to open their eyes and see everything clearly, just because——
They seemed to have discovered something strange.
The wind carried Sun Qianqian's collapsed wails from afar.
The monster swung down the bones heavily, knocking Sun Fujing away.
This time, the old man flew very high.
But soon, he fell down in a parabola.
The night was dark, and at such a long distance, everything seemed a little blurry.
The group only saw Sun Qianqian rush forward recklessly, and then disappeared.
"Falling down?" Song Yang frowned and said in a hoarse voice.
"No." Xia Jing narrowed his eyes.
The monster completed its punishment and lowered its hands. Its tall and terrifying figure gradually disappeared into the night.
The grass on the meadow swayed from side to side as usual.
Until Li Shanyin shouted in horror, "It's starting here," they didn't see Sun Qianqian's figure reappear in their sight.
If Sun Qianqian fell in the grass and her figure was covered by the grass, then she should have been able to stand up quickly.
But no.
She never showed up.
Is it because he lost his grandfather and was so grief-stricken that he lay on the grass and couldn't get up?
Or is it because...
"Is that place a downward slope or a cliff?" Xia Jing said slowly.
Song Yang concentrated his mind.
If it is what Xia Jing said, then it is worth pondering.
This copy actually has another space besides this lawn.
What place would that be?
However, they cannot get out for the time being, so the answer to this question is naturally unknown.
Several people had different expressions and had to take a deep breath, put away their chaotic thoughts, and focus their attention on the "progress" in Li Shanyin's room.
Li Shanyin huddled in the corner of the room, staring motionlessly at the square tray on the bed.
Today, there is only a green man named "Jack" left on the square plate.
After waking up, it frowned and looked at its deformed left leg, gritted its teeth and limped back to its intact home.
It sat on a chair, covered its legs and sighed.
Li Shanyin blinked and didn't dare to breathe.
Is it over?
Should it be over?
I can finally pass it this time, right?
The next second, Feng Shi said, "It's our turn now."
Li Shanyin breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and stood up with the help of the wall.
Song Yang and Xia Jing walked behind another glass wall and watched the moving figures on their plates together with Feng Shi Bian Ya.
The "iron bridge" made by Feng Shi yesterday is actually two piers and a bridge deck, with a very simple structure.
But the subsequent paragraphs of the nursery rhyme clearly state that the bridge should be rebuilt with cotton rope.
The two discussed it and decided to build a tower structure.
They found a small wooden board in the studio, used tools to cut out two slender wooden blocks, and inserted them into the bridge body to replace the original piers.
The fine wool thread was cut into eleven pieces, and one end of each of these eleven pieces of wool was fixed in the plasticine bridge body.
When the girl doll in the square plate wakes up, it only needs to connect the other ends of the eleven pieces of wool to the two towers and fix them. Then the broken bridge deck can be raised and the bridge can be rebuilt.
At this moment, everything was moving steadily in the direction they had preset.
The girl stood on the side of the "iron bridge" and carefully picked up the wool yarn three by three, and hung it on a hook reserved at the top of the "tower" to secure it.
One side of the bridge deck has been raised.
The girl raised her lips in satisfaction, walked to the other side, and raised the other side of the bridge in the same way.
Everyone else breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that this group should be fine...
But in the next second, the girl took a step back and looked at the "iron bridge" in front of her in shock.
——Perhaps the wool was too thin, and the plasticine used to make the bridge body was too thick, and the one could not completely adapt to each other. The left side of the bridge deck suddenly hung down and separated from the wool!
——There was a mistake!
Feng Shi froze and immediately wanted to rush forward, but Bian Ya stopped him and said calmly, "I took care of the left part, don't touch it. It's probably too late to change it now."
The others also looked stunned.
They had come this far, and such an accident happened to their group!
Soon, the girl burst into tears. It stomped on the bridge in front of it, sat on it, and started crying!
At the same time, Song Yang shouted sternly: "Be careful!"
A huge shadow appeared outside Feng Shi and Bian Ya's room.
The giant girl cried and smashed the glass wall of their room. She angrily carried Bian Ya out and threw him hard on the grass.
Feng Shi's face changed, he rushed out and took out a protective item from the space bag.
However, this wave of punishment came too quickly. He didn't even have time to activate the props before everything happened -
A large bridge made of plasticine appeared above the grass where the cliff fell. The girl walked over, sniffed, clenched her fists, squatted down, and pounded the bridge hard!
The bridge collapsed instantly!
The bridge looks like it is made of plasticine, but when it is concreted it looks like it is made of stone.
The broken rocks fell down with a "bang", and the figure on the cliff was instantly submerged.
Feng Shi stood frozen in place.
He reacted, tensed his body and immediately changed to an offensive prop, which was a bow and arrow.
Feng Shi quickly put an arrow on the bow and shot it out. The sharp arrow created a huge flame in the air. However, when the arrow, which should have been extremely aggressive, hit the monster, it didn't even make the monster pause for a second!
——Regardless of the level of the props, in this dungeon, the effectiveness of props and weapons against monsters is minimal!
Realizing this, Feng Shi lowered his arms stiffly.
Smashing a bridge wasn't enough to vent the girl's anger.
Next, bridges appeared one after another, and the girl stood still. It hit the bridge surface again and again, and countless stones continued to fall down, like rain. After a while, a high stone mountain was piled up on the grass, like a tomb.
"It's impossible to survive, absolutely impossible to survive!" Li Shanyin squatted in the corner again trembling. He covered his ears, as if praying that this mental torture would end quickly.
What would it feel like to be stoned and buried alive?
The scene was too horrifying, and Feng Shi's stiff back was just as despairing as Sun Qianqian who had just run after Sun Fujing.
Xu Ning collapsed to his knees.
Song Yang clenched his fists tightly.
Xia Jing was standing in front of him.
He looked at Xia Jing's back silently.
After a few minutes, the girl and the pile of rocks disappeared.
The grassland became vast again, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Feng Shi remained silent for a long time.
At some point, he moved and walked forward slowly.
He prepared himself mentally and planned to clean up the bodies of his companions.
He and Bian Ya had only known each other for a few hours after entering the dungeon.
This enchanting man with lush green hair gave people a very mysterious feeling. Feng Shi could feel a very special aura from him, but he couldn't tell what it was.
However, this sense of mystery did not hinder Bian Ya's cooperation and agility. Feng Shi actually felt very comfortable working with such a person.
pity.
It's a shame it's over so soon.
Otherwise, after leaving the dungeon, maybe they can exchange contact information and become friends.
Feng Shi walked over step by step in silence.
——When the figure on the grass came into his sight, he looked surprised.
Bian Ya's eyes were actually open.
Scarlet blood was oozing from the corners of the man's mouth, eyes, and nose. Several of his ribs were obviously broken, and his left leg was bent in an unnatural position, but he was still alive!
Not only was he alive, he was even laughing, his chest rising and falling slightly with laughter.
He looked up at the night sky and murmured hoarsely, "I haven't felt this comfortable in a long time..."
Feng Shi was stunned to the extreme.
Noticing Feng Shi's gaze, Bian Ya turned his head with difficulty and said with a smile: "Ah, sorry, did I scare you?... Actually, this level of torture won't kill me... It's even just within my pleasure range..."
Feng Shi fell into silence.
…
From the first moment he saw the cliff, he could feel a special aura.
This feeling has not dissipated in these few hours.
And it was not until this moment that he understood——
Feng Shi raised his hand, covered his forehead, and said through gritted teeth: "...Are you M?"
Seeing his reaction, Bian Ya laughed out loud and coughed up blood.
Feng Shi froze again, then immediately took out his medical supplies and began throwing them at the man. He said with a stern face, "That's enough. You have time to sit here and watch me make a fool of myself, but don't have time to spray yourself with some medicine? Do you care about your life over pleasure?"
Bian Ya patted Feng Shi's arm, signaling him to calm down.
The other end.
Song Yang and Xia Jing were also a little surprised when they saw this scene.
Xia Jing raised his eyebrows and said, "I see."
He had found Bian Ya very interesting ever since he met him. Until this moment, he finally understood what was so interesting about him.
This turned out to be a masochist.
In the Smiley City dungeon game, most players are always suffering from both mental and physical torture. They want to escape from here immediately, and it would be best if they never come back.
But for a real M, it is hard to say whether wandering in these copies is torture or enjoyment.
Bian Ya is definitely a human who is very adaptable to the Smiley City dungeon game.
Xia Jing smiled with interest, turned around, and looked at the animated little doll on their square plate with Song Yang.
"It's finally our turn," Xia Jing said to Song Yang without looking back. "By the way, you've already guessed why the monster in Sun Fujing and Sun Qianqian's group came after Grandpa, right?"
Song Yang was silent and didn't say anything.
In order to complete today's nursery rhyme segment, they specially modified this little puppet.
Yesterday, the doll's eyes were just two small holes poked out with a toothpick.
Today, in order to make the little gentleman's eyes able to stick to the thorn bush, Xia Jing specially hollowed out the area where the doll's eyes should be, then molded two "eyes" out of plasticine and glued them on.
Just to irritate the monster, Xia Jing deliberately pinched his eyes into small, thin strips.
The shape does not match.
The playdough is red and the color doesn't match.
Not to mention the material. This is definitely a substandard finished product.
The thorn bush was made by Song Yang. This light yellow pile of crudely made plasticine was placed there. The little gentleman doll jumped back and forth in the "thorn bush" several times, but its eyes were never scratched off.
It stood there, panting, and soon became impatient. It gouged its eyes out in anger and threw itself hard on the square plate.
Seeing this scene, Li Shanyin collapsed and shouted: "It's coming again!"
Xia Jing and Song Yang were not so excited.
Xia Jing opened his mouth, his voice sounding particularly gentle in the night: "--Because Sun Fujing had long discovered that something was wrong with the needle. The old man probably didn't dare to discuss it with anyone, fearing that Sun Qianqian would find out and stop him from interfering, but he definitely thought of a possibility that might help Sun Qianqian escape this predicament."
"When Sun Qianqian was looking for replacement materials in the tower, he should have found a chance to sneak downstairs."
They had discussed before that if an element was created by two people, then in the end, if there was a problem with the element, the monster would probably target both people at the same time, rather than just the player who handled it last.
But what if one player completely destroyed a toy that another player had previously made and made a new one?
——In that case, all traces will be covered.
The relevant responsibilities of this toy will also be completely transferred to the player who remade it.
Sun Fujing must have known in his heart that Sun Qianqian was younger than him and was more likely to survive the monster than him.
But she was his granddaughter after all.
That's his precious granddaughter.
How could he be willing to take the gamble, and how could he dare to bet on that possibility?
He can't afford the gamble.
So he decided to accept the monster's punishment instead of Sun Qianqian.
At the same time, someone in their room had also sneaked downstairs at this time.
"You really want to protect me, Dr. Song." Xia Jing sighed softly.
On the square plate, the little doll angrily stepped on its own eyes!
After stomping on these eyes until they were smashed to pieces, it raised its head, panting, and looked angrily at—
Song Yang was stunned.
Then his expression suddenly changed and he looked at Xia Jing.
The young man, who was stared at by both sides, smiled in the night.
He said, "But Song Yang, you are too impatient."
Song Yang suddenly remembered that when he left the first-floor studio for the first time during the day and came to the first floor of the tower, there was still half an hour before the end of working hours.
During that half hour, he tried to look for Xia Jing but couldn't find him. He used the holographic screen to contact him, but it took several minutes before he got a reply saying "upstairs".
Song Yang didn't care too much about it. He thought, as long as he could complete the remake successfully, it would be OK.
But now it seems that in that half hour——
Song Yang's face darkened, his voice terribly deep. He gritted his teeth and said, "...You've been down there too?"
"Yes, when I finished remaking it, it was just at the end of my working hours." Xia Jing turned around and smiled at him, "This time, I won."
"Song Yang, you lost because you wanted to protect me too much."
Song Yang's eyes turned red.
When a huge black shadow appeared outside their wall, Song Yang reached out to pull Xia Jing over.
Xia Jing dodged it.
He took two steps back and stood in front of the huge black shadow rising from the ground. His soft voice was carried to Song Yang's ears by the night wind.
"We don't have much time left tonight, you should know that."
"Don't interfere, and don't waste items. This will only slow down the monster's punishment."
"Let's make this a quick end."
Song Yang had never felt as crazy as he did at this moment.
He roared in a hoarse voice: "-Xia, Jing!"
The young man was carried out by the monster.