Doll Survival Game - Chapter 155

Who would bet on a game that’s almost certain to lose? An ming thought, then met Bai Cha’s bright, expectant eyes.

An ming: “…”

An ming: “Well, uh, cough, then I bet it’s not.”

Bai Cha raised her eyebrows slightly. Just as she was about to smile, she heard An ming ask, “But how do we prove who won the bet?”

Bai Cha was stunned. She looked at the holographic display-although the bullet screen comments felt just like real people in reality, those people were only watching this as a movie or some kind of film.

After all, there were bullet screen comments earlier saying the special effects looked extremely realistic and such.

But to actually prove it… wouldn’t that mean the people on the bullet screen would have to say they’re humans from Earth?

How could that be done? Bai Cha pouted.

An ming snorted softly-she couldn’t stand people acting cute, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t smart.

But Bai Cha hadn’t really planned to win any item from An ming; if there was something suitable for them, An ming would give it to them herself.

She just wanted to tease An ming, so she didn’t care much about losing.

An ming looked at the bullet screen comments sliding past on the holographic display, and suddenly sighed, “If they’re really people from reality, then they’re way too lucky.”

Bai Cha paused, understanding what An ming meant.

All players in World Human had directly or indirectly killed someone; she couldn’t deny that, and was even willing to admit she was a bad person.

But, there were clearly people even worse in reality, so why was it them?

Why were they the ones chosen?

Bai Cha lowered her brows, staring at her toes-and the fact that they struggled so hard to survive, yet in the eyes of those lucky people, it was just a “movie,” just “fake.”

Even being casually judged.

“How ridiculous.” Bai Cha said quickly and in a low voice.

An ming didn’t hear, and continued with a face full of envy, “Really lucky, watching such a realistic movie must be awesome.”

Bai Cha: “…”

Her expression twisted, “An-Jie, we really aren’t people from the same world.”

“Hmm?” An ming was stunned. She looked at her, then at the holographic display, “Don’t tell me you’re jealous they didn’t join the game?”

Bai Cha’s expression recovered quickly, and she smiled slightly, “Most players would probably be jealous.”

An ming glanced around at the surrounding players, then said, “True. But there’s no need to let it affect your mood. Unfairness itself is a kind of fairness, so being unlucky is also a kind of luck.”

Bai Cha’s face was numb: “…”

Here we go again, words I can’t understand.

An ming raised her eyebrows slightly, her expression wanton and fearless, “Just find a way to live fairly and luckily.”

Bai Cha was stunned, then looked at An ming, her smile at the corners of her mouth becoming sincere-no wonder it’s you.

An ming looked up at the bullet screen comments drifting by, “By the way, if they’re real people, then what’s the time flow like for them?”

“Originally, instance time wasn’t equal to personal space, and personal space was equal to reality… so now all spaces have equal time?”

Bai Cha thought, “Should be. This instance is special, so the time flow matches, right?”

“Is that so.” An ming said casually. She felt it wasn’t that simple; after all, this was a precedent and would definitely have more impact.

Her gaze shifted, and An ming looked at the display panel for the One Two Three organization-what interested her most in this organization was Duan Miaomiao, whose the shapeshifted being form really hit her aesthetic.

Just as she looked over, the camera on this display panel happened to switch from the doll side to Lin Ye and the others.

Now each display panel only showed one organization, so the camera would only focus on players where something “interesting” was happening. If nothing was interesting, the camera would jump randomly.

An ming watched Duan Miaomiao on the display panel, her stomach pierced through, and raised her eyebrows slightly, her voice a bit regretful, “This Duan Miaomiao, what a pity.”

Bai Cha looked over at the sound, and also showed a regretful expression-seriously injured at this moment, and being chased without time for treatment, nine out of ten she’s done for.

So it really is a pity, especially since there’s only about ten minutes left until the Ghost Tag game ends.

Central District.

-Getting caught means death.

So, can’t get caught.

Duan Miaomiao clutched her stomach, her gaze locked on the npc parasite in front of her, covered in sharp blades-and she couldn’t drag anyone down anymore.

Earlier, Lin Ye and Zhang Mimi had almost been caught trying to protect her.

Warm liquid soaked her hand, and Duan Miaomiao felt dizzy.

They were still on the rooftop, but not in the original room.

They’d barely managed to knock the first parasite off the building and escape the room, but soon new parasites arrived on the rooftop and cornered them in this room.

And the whole building was eerily quiet now; Duan Miaomiao suspected the other npcs, including Yi Yuefeng and the others, had all been killed.

She took a short, sharp breath-

Lin Ye was next door, facing two parasites alone, since Zhang Mimi had been knocked out protecting her, so Lin Ye had to deal with the two parasites while protecting Zhang Mimi.

Duan Miaomiao’s vision kept darkening, and she had a strong feeling she was about to die.

But strangely, she didn’t feel afraid.

Probably because when she was a bio-morphing shapeshifted being, she only used brute force, so her body had been damaged far worse than now many times before. The only difference was that now she had a human body…

As if realizing something, Duan Miaomiao’s eyes turned red.

“……”

She was still too weak. Without an item, she was nothing.

“You’re about to die.” Ahead, a parasite with countless spikes growing from its body but only a normal human head spoke up, a stiff smile on his face as he raised his arm: “I’m going to catch you.”

Duan Miaomiao took two steps back. The floor-to-ceiling window behind her had long been shattered; if she retreated any further, she would fall from this high-rise.

From this height, falling meant certain death.

How much longer? How much longer until this game ends?

“……”

No, even if there was one minute left, she couldn’t hold on.

Despair filled Duan Miaomiao’s eyes.

The spike-bladed parasite slowly walked toward Duan Miaomiao-the scent of prey that couldn’t escape was the sweetest and most delicious.

……

Lin Ye barely dodged a parasite’s tentacle covered in mucus, but another parasite, covered in long black fur, pounced at him.

He could accept getting hurt, but he absolutely couldn’t be caught.

Relying on his past experience in group fights, Lin Ye reflexively sidestepped, but he didn’t notice another tentacle silently circling around on the ground.

Just as the tentacle was about to touch Lin Ye’s ankle, a force pushed him from behind. Unprepared, Lin Ye fell onto the sofa.

After falling, he immediately got up and looked over.

“You’re awake…”

Lin Ye’s voice was steady, but it was obvious he was relieved.

Zhang Mimi slashed off the sneaking tentacle with one stroke. He was still a bit dizzy and couldn’t quite grasp the situation, so all his bodily reactions were purely instinctive.

After pushing Lin Ye away, he quickly seized the chance to use all his strength to topple the heavy mechanical table to pin down the four attacking tentacles.

The tentacle parasite let out a cry of pain. It had four tentacles in total, and they could regenerate, but for now, they were just pinned down.

Because of this, it was temporarily trapped.

Lin Ye’s eyes narrowed-good, now only this long-haired parasite was left. If it was just the two of them, there would be no problem.

They just had to hurry.

Whether to kill it or lock them in this room, they had to act fast, because Miaomiao was definitely struggling alone…

Lin Ye and Zhang Mimi exchanged a quick glance, then Lin Ye turned to prepare a counterattack, but just as he moved, he suddenly froze.

Zhang Mimi hadn’t expected Lin Ye to freeze, so his own planned attack also stopped, and he quickly lunged at Lin Ye, dragging him away from his spot.

The long-haired parasite missed its attack.

Zhang Mimi was a bit shaken and rarely shouted in anger, “What are you spacing out for?!”

Lin Ye’s expression changed for a moment, looking both panicked and suspicious.

He looked toward the window. Staring at the huge, clear window that showed everything outside, his voice trembled slightly: “I think I just saw… saw Miaomiao fall!”

Clutching tightly to the knife on that spike-bladed parasite, she fell together with it.

Time rewinds a bit.

Changdu District.

The Tianhong building was swallowed by the big-mouthed monster, and as the monster burrowed underground, it left a huge pit.

At this moment, a faint reflective layer covered the pit. If you got close and looked carefully, you’d see that this reflection was made up of countless fine silver threads.

Below the silver thread net, many monsters roared outward through the net.

They were all newly born monsters, not very large. If they touched the silver thread, they were immediately injured. Because of this, they couldn’t break through the silver thread to reach the surface on their own.

Above ground, the silver threads extended and wound around several remaining buildings, finally ending in a half-finished building.

There, the threads densely wrapped around the building and finished at the top.

At the top, a single silver thread stretched out, connecting between buildings.

And between the buildings, on the silver thread, a slender magician stood upright as if walking on a strand of hair.

Because of intense movement earlier, the magician had taken off his coat, but coincidentally, his white shirt and black trousers matched perfectly with the exquisite doll on his shoulder.

The wind billowed the magician’s and the doll’s clothes. Luo Yiran’s ten fingers were all connected to silver threads, his hair blown up to reveal a smooth forehead, and his bright red eyes glanced at the few parasites and many large monsters trapped below.

The doll’s gaze shifted slightly to the right, where a somewhat dirty doll lay. Not long ago, this doll had been in a girl’s arms.

No, to be precise, it had been in a parasite’s arms.

Luo Yiran gently closed his eyes, his gaze turning again to the silver thread net hanging below the magician’s feet. The thread-shaped silver lines were completely blunt.

And Via was curled up inside, clutching the silver thread in frustration: “How much longer until Ghost Tag ends? I want to go down and slaughter them!”

If it weren’t for them, how could he be so aggrieved right now!