A Genius and a God Fell In Love

There are many people in the Crystal Hall. As the crystal ball changes, the world outside the crystal wall also changes.

This crystal ball floats in the suburbs, with street lights alight and the cliffs dark.

The pale white light reveals the coldness and loneliness of the night, illuminating the cars on the road...

In each crystal ball, you can see players lying on the crystal wall looking out.

I don’t know if it’s because of sadness, curiosity, or research.

Nangong Nan's eyes quickly swept over those people.

Finally, he stopped on the resting sofa on the right side of the crystal wall.

There was a man sitting there, he must have just come out of the game.

The jacket was in tatters, covered with a layer of sand and blood.

Even his messy hair can't hide the wildness all over his body.

Viewed from the side, his facial features look like they were carved, very sharp and profound.

As Nangong Nan continued to look, the man looked up.

His eyes met hers accurately.

It was an ordinary and unfamiliar face, with deep but well-coordinated facial features.

It's okay to pick them out individually, but it seems too perfunctory to put them together in such a random way.

It is estimated that the goddess Nuwa made it while she was taking a nap.

However, the wildness and hostility exuded from this person made people subconsciously feel wary.

Nangong Nan squinted his eyes, without looking much, withdrew his gaze and went upstairs.

The man downstairs raised his hand and touched his chapped and bloody lips.

The wolf-like eyes flashed with an unknown fierceness.

The crystal staircase is as bright as a mirror, glowing with a dreamlike light. Walking on it feels like you have mistakenly entered a princess's castle.

But the people here are neither princesses nor princes.

But the poor people who escaped death again and again.

This dreamy crystal ball is like the preferential treatment before going to the guillotine, the acceptance with blood and tears, everything is just a bubble.

Nangong Nan was thinking while looking for a room.

In the last round of the game, ten people came out. In addition to the few she knew, there were six unfamiliar players.

There are a lot of players in large games, and surviving ten is already a very small number.

As for the man downstairs, his lips were chapped and peeled, and he was covered in sand, dirt and blood.

It's obviously also from the previous round of the game.

He knows her, which means he is within her range of activities, but his identity has not been revealed.

Boring.

After Nangong Nan found the room, he opened the door and went in.

He took off his coat and went straight into the bathroom.

First, take a shower to wash away the mud, then lie down in the bathtub.

Relax your body and feel the comfort of warm water wrapping your whole body.

Nangong Nan closed his eyes.

The man in the hall came to mind again.

Crystal balls are distributed all over the place, and players are assigned them at will. The chance of encountering an acquaintance is very small.

In the past, she would simply ignore such people when she met them.

But this time, somehow, when I relax, I think of him.

Inexplicable disgust and rejection.

Too tired.

In the past two days, except for eating in the cafeteria, she had been staying in her room to recharge her batteries.

While having his last meal before entering the game, Nangong Nan met the man again.

"Hello."

The man put the dinner plate on the table, pulled out a chair and sat across from her.

Nangong Nan coughed twice, covered his mouth and raised his eyes, "Sir, do I know you?"

"My name is Tian Hefeng."

The man took the initiative to introduce himself, without deliberately restraining his energy.

At this moment, the two of them were separated by a table and very close to each other.

The air around him was surrounded by his aggressive male aura.

Nangong Nan frowned.

The man then spoke, "Your name is Nangong. That's what I heard your companion call you in the last round of the game."

Nangong Nan Siwen ate noodles delicately and said softly: "Well, where are you hiding? Why haven't we seen you?"

This sentence was asked simply, coupled with the girl's beautiful face and pure eyes, she didn't look like the high-powered player who defeated the BOSS at the last moment.

Tian Hefeng touched his lips habitually and said, "I and the other two players were hiding in the ruins until the BOSS appeared, and then we ran out."

He laughed, "It's so interesting to select players for the game. Sure enough, every player shouldn't underestimate it."

His voice was kind, but the smile on his face was really uncomfortable.

Maybe it's because he is fierce in person, but suddenly he becomes "gentle", which is really inconsistent and awkward.

Nangong Nan slowly ate the noodles and said slowly: "I have always been lucky. My game rewards should have been for other players. At that time, that player was about to defeat the BOSS, but he was exhausted... and was picked up by me. Leak."

"Then you are really lucky."

Tian Hefeng said, "You are thin and your luck is the window God gives you."

Nangong Nan stopped eating noodles and suddenly asked: "How many levels have you passed?"

"Four levels, this time we will enter the fifth round of the game."

Tian Hefeng didn't mean to show off, he just told the truth.

He suddenly remembered something and said, "I heard everyone talking about the first two games. There may be great players among us."

Nangong Nan said: "I heard about it too. After all, we are playing the third game now."

Tian Hefeng didn't move his chopsticks after putting down his plate, and he looked at her when talking to Nangong Nan.

Although he was chatting about ordinary things, his gaze was too sharp to be ignored.

Being stared at for a long time gave me the illusion of being interrogated by him.

Nangong Nan didn't seem to feel uncomfortable at all.

She put down her chopsticks and picked up a spoon to drink the noodle soup.

Tian Hefeng said: "The mortality rate in the God Game is very high. The judge in my last round of the game was very talkative. He told us some things."

Nangong Nan asked curiously: "What's the matter?"

"Let me give you an analogy. For example, the first game selected a million players. If all these million players die, the game will select new players."

Tian Hefeng still didn't move his eyes away from the girl's face.

He continued: "If there are masters among these players who have passed the first game and started the second one, then those who have passed through the first game will go through the second part with the new players."

"The same is true for the third part. However, with such a high mortality rate in the God Game, I must have replayed it many times, otherwise there wouldn't be so many players."

Nangong Nan said: "Where are you ranked?"

Tian Hefeng said: "More than 99 million, it is estimated that the number of players has exceeded 100 million."

Nangong Nan asked: "How to save the game?"

Tian Hefeng looked at her for two seconds and said: "If all the players die in the second part, then you have to start over from the first part."

"However, as long as one player is alive, the game will continue. If this player can survive until the end of the second game and start the third one, new players will join him to complete the level."

After speaking, he asked Nangong Nan with great interest: "Little girl, how many great players do you think there are among us players?"

This Tian Hefeng is deeply hidden