The blond man looked over coldly when he heard the sound. Before he could refute, the awakened person who first raised the question spoke for him as if to show his kindness:
"it's so funny."
"What's your problem?"
"Master Jin can come up with such a perfect idea that is in line with the system style."
"Of course there is a solution."
"If nothing else, it's true that you can't lose, but just draw a few more games!"
"Whatever the hag does, we will do it!"
After saying that, the skinny man approached the blond man and signaled that he was willing to "get closer" to him.
The blond man glanced sideways at the person who spoke to him, and nodded secretly in his mind.
"That's right."
"Not only does a draw delay time, I will also help you experiment later on how long is the best delay!"
Sneered.
"Unlike some freaks, who have poor thinking and logic and can't find a solution, so they only ask stupid questions to criticize!"
"That's right!"
"well said!"
Everyone listened to the blond man's words and praised him without hesitation.
After all, he did exactly what he did.
If it really succeeds, everyone will have to thank him.
The camp was instantly pulled out.
The big-headed man looked around, listening to the blond man's ridicule towards him, and did not dare to speak any more.
He lowered his huge, bald head, and a sinister look flashed in his eyes.
"Lin An, did you hear what that man said?"
Fiona moved her butt and sat a little closer to Lin An.
The temperature was very low at night, and as her physical condition declined, she couldn't help but feel a little cold.
"I feel that his thinking is very clear."
"Aren't we going to grab the second spot?"
In the private chat channel, the girl asked cautiously, for fear of disturbing Lin An, who was contemplating with his eyes closed.
For some reason, she always felt that Lin An was acting a little strange, as if he didn't care about the mission at all.
Moreover, based on her understanding of Lin An, she would never believe that Lin An didn't have any ideas.
Are you too tired?
No reply.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Lin An seemed to be asleep, silent.
"grandmother"
Bowing to face the hag, the blond man put on a bright and gentle smile on his face, and said softly as if he was really facing his elders:
"You must be lonely. I would like to play games with you."
After saying that, he looked at those cloudy eyes nervously.
I am afraid that I have used the wrong words.
Behind him, a group of awakened people, including Fiona, stared at the back of the blond man.
The play was well done.
I have to say that this person almost completely immersed himself in the role.
"Squeak-yah"
Get up slowly.
The ghost woman suddenly raised her head, and then grabbed the man's arm, with a stiff smile on her face like a changing program.
"Good boy."
Just like the programmed procedure, she stood up, and then with the precision of a machine, she dragged the man and strode towards the storage room.
"Grandma, I will let you"
Hoarseness.
Different from the previous conversation, the blond man was instantly excited.
The hag's reply changed! My judgment was indeed right!
Unlike his apparent calmness, he only felt his heart beating wildly at this moment.
Joy, a deep sense of victory.
Even the pain in my wrist from being clenched seemed to have eased.
"boom!"
The door to the storage room slammed shut, and everyone stared at the green-painted door.
Standing next to the wall of the living room, Agassi listened intently to the movement inside the door, his body trembling a little.
He couldn't think of a way to break the situation, but after listening to the blond man's ideas, he just felt that it was right.
He doesn't care about first place, he only cares about whether he can get a few points.
Just concentrating on it, in the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Lin An who was wearing a mask and seemed to be sleeping.
Astonished.
Why did this guy act so powerful at first and then act like he was stupid?
Before he could think too much.
The conversation in the storage room begins.
"Grandma thought of the stone"
"Ah, what I produced is also a stone."
Pretending to be childish, the blond man stared at the wrinkled hand.
It's a fist, it's a stone!
That’s right!
Before, he was still worried about whether the hag kept her words and whether she would not produce stones.
Even though the first deceased person confirmed this, he was still somewhat worried.
"Ahem, it's a draw."
While coughing, the old man stared blankly at his face, without any emotion in his tone.
"Grandma came up with scissors"
"Then I'll do it! I accidentally pulled out the scissors!"
"Grandma, we are tied again"
His tone was a little regretful, but his heart was really filled with joy.
The blond man took a deep breath, and his trembling hands relaxed.
This game is still a draw.
Not surprisingly, the old man will also praise himself.
Although, the expression on the hag's face when she spoke was a bit perceptive.
It's like the dead body is opening its mouth to express its resentment.
The corners of the mouth are raised.
The blond man couldn't restrain his smile.
He is an awakener from the Norwegian Theater and belongs to a subordinate theater of the European Theater.
Among those who have awakened their will in the war zone, he is also considered a leader.
I have absolute confidence in my thinking ability and logic.
Sure enough, as long as you carefully consider every prompt of the system and avoid traps, any task will be successful.
Behind the seemingly unsolvable difficulty is a hidden glimmer of light.
The idea of role-playing is logically impeccable!
It perfectly matches all the hints given by the system!
outside the door.
Most of the awakened people listened to the voice inside the door with some envy, wishing they had not thought of this first.
In fact, some of them also thought of similar ideas, but the blond man beat them to it.
"Is it the third round soon?"
"I wonder if the blond master should continue to draw, or win one game and then draw again?"
After taking the conversation, the skinny man who showed kindness at first seemed to have become smarter and said quickly:
"It must be a win and a few draws. This is the safest way."
"Who knows how long that old woman wants us to stay with her."
Everyone nodded and looked at him with some surprise.
However, an awakened person who looked Asian and seemed to be from the Korean War Zone suddenly sneered at Lin An:
"Some people seem to have given up on themselves"
Fearful eyes.
But the hatred in his heart still made him unable to help but ridicule.
Anyway, during the test of will, everyone became ordinary people and couldn't even use their mental power.
It's real, it only tests your thinking ability.
He was not afraid of offending Lin An, and he even knew that in some cases of deadly fights, Lin An was already a dead man in his heart.
"I was pretty talkative when I first came in. But when I got to the real task, I was dumbfounded."
His tone was contemptuous, causing many people to turn their attention to Lin An.
Indeed, Lin An's performance seems not to be directly proportional to his fame.
Standing next to Lin An, Fiona opened her mouth to explain something to Lin An, but found that she could not say anything more.
Her personality is not suitable for arguing with others.
"Stop making noise! Listen to what's going on inside!"
Gunpowder ceased.
Everyone came back to their senses and hurriedly continued to listen to the movement inside the door.
"Grandma came up with scissors"
The voltage is unstable and the lights flicker.
"Grandma, me too"
In the storage room, the blond man showed a flattering smile and then stretched out two fingers.
The next second.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
The shrill screams seemed to penetrate the iron door and tear through the night.
It is unimaginable what kind of pain it is, which makes an awakened person with a strong mind cry like crazy.
The sound of scissors grinding meat sounded out from the painful wails.
The piece of meat fell to the ground.
"boom!"
The storage room door opened.
With a kind smile on his face, the old man walked out hunched over, dragging the body that had been cut off from the head.
“What a good boy.”
The smell of blood is overwhelming.
On the split head, a frightened eye popped out.
"Gah-gah"
Teeth chattering.
The awakened man who had been talking to the blond man looked at the old man as if looking at a ghost.
Fear spreads.
Dark red blood slowly flowed from the fingertips as thin as chicken feet.