A Genius and a God Fell In Love

"what are you up to?"

Female gamers beware.

Her hair was stuck to her face with sweat, and her cheeks were red from the sun.

It doesn't look like it will last long.

The man said: "Of course I'm getting supplies!"

His tone was irritable, and her patience had been exhausted. "The supplies belong to all of us, not just you. There is a player locked in the cellar. Have you ever thought about his feelings?"

The female player said angrily: "What does it have to do with me? He is unlucky enough to be locked up in a cellar. Am I not unlucky? I am hung on a cliff."

"You don't want to get out of trouble yourself, what can we do!!"

The male player rolled up his sleeves and pretended to climb the tree: "After I get the supplies, you can continue to hang on the tree. You can do whatever you like."

The female player was anxious, "Don't come up. If you come to grab it, I will throw the supplies down."

The bald man scolded angrily: "Crazy woman, are you crazy enough? We asked you to save yourself just to keep you alive. We didn't let you jump off the cliff. Don't you understand?"

The female player's chest panted violently.

She couldn't hold on any longer.

The pain in both arms felt like they were about to break. When he saw the cliff in the corner of his eye, his body trembled uncontrollably.

The palms of her hands and feet were sticky, and waves of sweat hit her psychological defense like waves.

She was scared and listened to everything the players in her group said.

She wanted to be strong, and she encouraged herself several times not to be afraid.

There was only one way, and she had to take it.

The worst outcome is death. It's better to go out and try something, than wait to die.

However, she just couldn't move, her arms were stiff, and her fingers were out of control.

In addition to being able to speak, her consciousness has not yet dissipated. She is like a stiff puppet.

The tree shook, and the male player climbed up. She said urgently: "Don't move, get down quickly, I'll come over, get down quickly!"

The male player looked at her: "Okay, I will trust you once. If you delay again, I will directly grab the supplies!"

The female player closed her eyes tightly and told the truth: "I can't move. I can't move at all. Give me some time."

The bald man shouted: "Have you ever played on the horizontal bar? Try to see if you can climb on the branch. You climb up..."

Suddenly, his body slid down, and the bald man clung to the cliff.

I didn't dare to say anything for a long time.

The witch player looked down and said, "Don't move."

She looked up at the person in the tree, "Hurry, the bald player can't hold on any longer."

"Who is bald? Who do you think is bald?"

The bald man blushed and shouted, "My hair is my minefield. I will blow up anyone who dares to touch me. I tell you."

The witch said quickly: "Sorry, brother, I don't know your name, so I will call you by your physical characteristics."

"My name is Lei Yun, thunder is the thunder, luck is the luck."

"Brother, you call this bad luck."

"fart!"

He turned around suddenly to see who was calling him bad luck, but his foot missed the point and his body fell straight down.

"Help, help!"

The player on the top of the mountain shouted: "Hold the vines, grab the vines quickly."

The bald man grabbed randomly, but luckily he caught the vine. He was so frightened that his chest heaved extremely.

It took a long time for my brain to start functioning again.

The witch collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, and shouted to the female player on the tree, "Hurry, the vines can't support it for long."

The female player is already moving, and her body is slowly regaining its intuition.

She opened her mouth to breathe, and salty sweat continued to flow into her mouth.

The bald man yelled at the three players hanging on a rope: "I kicked your ancestors, who told me bad luck just now!"

The boy tilted his head calmly, and the male player in the middle coughed lightly, pretending not to hear.

The middle-aged man at the top who peed his pants was holding on to the rope with both hands and trying to climb up. A large piece of his butt was wet.

The bald man gritted his teeth, "If you don't admit it, right? If you don't admit it, I will write down all three of you. Don't let me catch you. I'll tell you!"

Nangong Nan glanced over there and said softly: "The vine is about to break. There are branches above your left side."

The bald man quickly looked over and saw that the vines were broken section by section. He quickly moved his body and grabbed the branch that Nangong Nan was talking about.

Because he was sliding down, he was further away from the top of the mountain, but below he still couldn't see the deep and empty space at the bottom of the cliff.

Sweat had softened the skin, and the palms of my hands were stinging and smelled of blood.

Although I didn't look at it, I guess the injury must have been serious.

Fear, fear, anger, and countless mixed emotions made his head buzz and hurt.

He was angry at this game and at himself for being unlucky enough to be hung on a cliff.

I'm also angry that I haven't met a teammate as reliable as Nangong Nan.

I was even more angry that I had accidentally used up the rewards in front of other players in the last round of the game.

It was a water gun with good attack power, but it was a one-time use.

Although the water gun can't help in the current situation, there will always be a reward and it will feel more at ease in my heart.

And he could also see that this round of the game was more dangerous than his previous games.

At the beginning, a group of players were defeated. Even if they survived, they would still be on the cliff, and they would miss the mark at any time.

The witch stood up and said to the female player on the tree: "Throw the backpack over first. He can't hold on any longer. If he dies, we will all be trapped here."

Just when the male player was about to get angry, the witch pulled off his sleeve and said to the female player in a gentle tone: "Don't worry, we will never leave you alone. We are a team now, you should trust us."

Sweat dripped from the female player's face. She said, "I don't dare to change my arms, and I don't have the strength to throw it over. Don't worry, I'll be here soon."

"Okay, then hurry up."

There was silence in the air, and no one spoke anymore.

The bald male player Lei Yun didn't say anything anymore, and the witch was worried that he would glance outside from time to time.

She took a deep breath and looked around.

There are people in worse situations than them, such as the player diagonally opposite who is shivering against the wooden door.

His teammates were also trying to persuade him to be strong, but he said he was afraid of heights and fainted when he stood up, and there was no way he could overcome it.

There is another mountain peak, and the player has fallen off the cliff. Although the player on the pine tree landed safely, we cannot leave without the key.

Several people poured out all the supplies and looked for tools to pick the lock or use sharp tools to destroy the wooden door before leaving.

Her eyes moved to the left.

The three players hanging on the rope have almost climbed to the top of the mountain, and the top of the mountain...

She looked carefully at the little girl with a bun.

She is thin and thin, not tall and looks like a junior high school student in a sweatshirt.

But she is the calmest one.

And she never screamed in fear or asked for help from her companions.