Chapter 179 178: You can’t guess who I am

Nonsense literature helped Zhou Baiyu tide over the difficulties.

Huang Miu was the next person to speak. Huang Miu was a very savvy person. Huang Miu was also inspired by Zhou Baiyu's speech.

Huang Miao followed the same pattern and intensified it——

"When I talk to you, you hear my voice."

Little Mantou nodded:

"Yes, yes, this is what he would do to me."

Huang Miu was not very happy.

Because Huang Miu also realized the problem.

"Jiang Xianwu's method is good. It's okay to use it occasionally to avoid problems, but it's actually unreasonable."

"Unless the identity you draw is easy for others to guess, talking nonsense is essentially escaping."

"My identity is the housekeeper's child. This is actually a very biased identity. It is difficult to guess this identity..."

"So I should induce others, instead of blindly letting people guess who I am playing."

"After all, even I think this identity is outrageous, and others will find it even more outrageous."

"But this game has not yet reached the stage of guessing the identity, so I am not sure...whether there will be any punishment for wrong guessing. I guess there will be additional rules and regulations by then, right?"

"Of course, another disadvantage of talking nonsense is that... passengers with these rules can also learn this trick."

Huang Mi's mind became completely active.

Next it was the old lady's turn.

As an old man, she also got a very status role - Little Mantou's mother.

This is a character who seems to be very close to Xiaomantou.

The old lady is a very kind person, and she is used to using rules to kill her opponents.

That is to say, give something away.

Send the wrong item at the wrong time, and the passenger who must accept it will die.

It has long been accustomed to going straight.

This also results in it rarely thinking.

The first impression of the old woman was that since she was Little Mantou’s mother, she would naturally care about Little Mantou.

So she smiled kindly and said:

"I feel sad when you are bullied."

There wouldn’t be a mother who wouldn’t even care about her own children, right? The old lady’s idea is very normal.

But this is the end of the world.

This is version 2.15. The year Little Mantou was born, the human world had long ceased to exist.

They were just nobles living in the manor. His strange family had some order at first.

But later, as supplies became increasingly scarce, order began to be reshuffled.

People who are pampered no longer have a distinguished status. The servants in daily life, because they are always doing all kinds of physical work, have the strongest physical strength and can go out to find ingredients in the apocalypse.

In the best kind of society, only those who have the ability to work will be respected.

And children... at some point, are just resources.

If necessary, you can make a "chichi" sound.

So grandma was wrong.

The little steamed bun took a bite of the lollipop with his teeth:

"Wrong! This is not something she would do! Hahahaha! I was wrong!"

[Target Meng Qiu is disqualified. According to the rules, if there is no error tolerance, he will be wiped out! 】

A regular passenger actually died in the first round like this?

The old man named Meng Qiu was frightened at first.

But it quickly calmed down, sighed and said:

"The day this train searched for us, I knew my fate."

"My child, you are so excited, do you think you can escape?"

"They are passengers, and maybe they don't have their own rules, but they... don't need to be stuck in the car forever like us."

"Cough cough cough..."

"Goodbye, I'm leaving first."

Passenger Meng Qiu glanced at the salesperson, then at Caroline and the baby in her arms.

The baby's eyes actually looked a little lonely.

The little steamed bun who was originally extremely excited was also a little scared and no longer felt manic at that moment.

"Because of our past, we have formed certain rules. My whole life... I have been giving things to others."

"So after the rules are formed, the same is true."

"Kill enough passengers, and you can evolve into more terrifying rules..."

"But then what?"

"Facing that man, we are still trembling. Facing these passengers, we are still living in a tightrope."

"They have their own destinations and can leave this hell. What about us?"

"Hahahahaha... cough cough cough... there will be no end, death is our end, hahahahaha..."

Grandma Meng Qiu started laughing.

As it talks and laughs, its body keeps disappearing.

Finally, the laughter stopped abruptly as the body turned into ashes.

[Congratulations, you defeated the regular passenger - the old lady who loves to give away things. If you can clear more than two regular passengers in this box in this section, then you will be upgraded to a VIP passenger and can go to the next VIP car. 】

[Of course, if your performance is more outstanding and you clear out enough regular passengers, then you and your team members will not be harassed by regular passengers on this trip. 】

[The favorability of the little steamed bun increases.]

The voice of Flight Attendant No. 2 sounded.

It just rang in Zhou Baiyu's mind, but did not appear in Huang Mi's mind.

Everyone seemed to be still in shock. They didn't expect the old lady to erase it like this.

But that's what the battle of rules versus rules is like.

If the old lady's tea eggs are delivered to the little steamed bun, and the little steamed bun eats it without being hungry, then... the little steamed bun will also be wiped out.

Soon, the identity card of the old woman was revealed - mother.

Zhou Baiyu and Huang Mi looked at each other again.

"It's outrageous. According to Meng Qiu, as Little Mantou's mother, caring about Little Mantou is actually the wrong thing to do..."

"My mother doesn't feel sad when little steamed bun is bullied?"

Huang Miu once again felt outrageous about this family.

Zhou Baiyu is thinking:

"Is it because this mother doesn't have similar feelings? This is also possible, but more likely, it is probably Xiao Mantou's mother who really has no feelings for Xiao Mantou."

"This is version 2.15. Push forward a few years, maybe it is version 1.9? At that time, mankind had not officially entered the post-apocalyptic era..."

"But human beings must also live in water and fire."

"What kind of situation would cause a mother to have no feelings for her child?"

Zhou Baiyu quickly thought of a world where the weak and the strong eat each other.

"Why are so many outrageous characters all relatives of Little Mantou? Maybe it's because there is no ethical code in that place."

This is an idea that needs to be tested.

Soon, everyone's attention returned to the game of house.

Zhou Baiyu thought for a while and realized that he had no choice. Now he could only keep killing other regular passengers to raise the favorability of Little Mantou to the highest level.

If this was a galgame, he would find a way to conquer every NPC and then maximize the favorability of the old woman, Caroline, baby, and saleswoman.

But this is a recruitment full of crises. All he can do is choose the most suitable person to guide the team.

But now, he already has the favorability of Xiao Mantou, and he can only go one way to the end.
To be continued...