There is no computer programming in this era. How can there be a preset program? !

Even with pre-set procedures, people like them cannot be fully controlled.

So, this should be a completely random killing game.

"If I guess right, after all, there is a messenger behind the scenes, who is secretly controlling everything. If we find out which group of us has won, we will match the winners nearby, and let the winners of these two groups continue to live. Fight..."

Jin Dashi's expression is very bad: "Seriously, I don't like this kind of gameplay. Isn't it just a fate?"

"Not all!" Ling Luoyu nodded seriously, "I personally think that luck is the bigger one!"

Rely on fate and luck.

Is there any difference between the two?

"Whether it's fate or luck? I feel that we both...it's not good. Not long after it came up, it was targeted by someone. I don't know when, someone will come out... you Say, if we are at the center of the whole game, it will be endless killing! After finishing one, another one, you say...Will we two be exhausted in the end?"

Suddenly, Jin Dashi put his hands together, bowed to the sky, closed his eyes very religiously, and prayed in a low voice.

Ling Luoyu ignored him, looked around again, turned around, and walked in another direction.

When Jin Dashi opened his eyes, Ling Luoyu had already gone far away.

"Why changed direction again? Didn't we go there just now..."

Looking at the whole world, it looks the same. Doesn't it always go wherever you go?

Is there anyone waiting for them over there? !

"Girl, we can't walk blindly like this, it feels like a headless fly, bumping around without a head..."

"With your luck, we won't be like headless flies. Don't worry, we have brains!"

Ling Luoyu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and pointed to the right hand side.

"there!!"

"...How do you know?" Jin Dashi really didn't understand, where did Ling Luoyu's sense of direction come from?

"Don't you smell it, there is a faint smell of blood in the air?"

"The smell of blood?" Jin Dashi immediately stopped, sniffed hard, and shook his head: "No?!"

It's hard to breathe here, and there is no wind. Where does the smell of blood come from?

"Girl, you..." He glanced at Ling Luoyu, his eyes were a little wrong: "You wouldn't be...physically uncomfortable, and have some kind of hallucinations?"

Ling Luoyu kicked the ground with his toes, and looked down: "Watch for yourself!"

What to look at

Jin Dashi lowered his head suspiciously and glanced at his feet.

Very ordinary pebble grains.

"This...is there anything unusual about this?"

Ling Luoyu tilted his head again and motioned him to continue watching: "Look carefully!"

Jin Dashi suddenly remembered Ling Luoyu's actions just now...

She seemed to have grabbed a handful of sand and dropped it along her fingertips.

Following her example, Jin Dashi also grabbed a handful of broken sand and slowly spilled it from his fingers.

but

Isn't it unusual? !

Ling Luoyu suddenly shook his hand, squeezed his wrist, and sent his hand under his nose in his "Ahhhhhh" cry: "Smell it myself..."