Being a bug in a survival game

Su Tingyu and 022 are back. The latter was half dead and was dragged back by the prison workers.

This time, Ye Xi and other players looked at Su Tingyu with a bit more caution and probing eyes.

Previously, Ye Zi, a small group, performed on the second night. They didn't know how Su Tingyu could crush Pitbull, and they didn't take Su Tingyu seriously, but now, Ye Zi realized that he seemed to have underestimated this angel Su.

Not only is his strength different from ordinary people, but his physical fitness is better than ordinary people in all aspects. Facing Brother Flathead, he has always had the initiative.

"After clearing this round of dungeons, check out Angel Su and Qin Qi." Ye Xie lowered his voice and said to Lao Wang next door.

"Yeah." Lao Wang next door nodded.

There's no rush to check people.

The most important thing now is to clear the level.

Su Tingyu came back safely and distributed the newly acquired iron lunch boxes and tableware to Qin Qi and Fatty with a proud expression:

"Hey, I want the lunch box and cutlery, so I don't have to use a wooden spoon to eat anymore."

"Thank you, boss."

"It's a small thing~"

After Su Tingyu, there were several more performances, but not Qin Qi and Fatty yet.

Near midnight, the host announced that the third night's performance was successfully concluded.

The audience left and the slaves were taken back to their cells.

A total of 18 performances were performed on the third night. There were 30 NPC slaves and 6 players performing. Among them, 14 NPC slaves died and 1 player died.

It is worth mentioning that the player who died probably wanted to use the NPC and chose a thin and weak slave to form a team, but he did not expect that he would be tricked to death in turn.

The death of that player also sounded a wake-up call to the surviving players. These seemingly fanatical and insane NPC slaves were not as threatless as they appeared.

In the prison, all the slaves were physically and mentally exhausted, especially those who were injured like 022, which was even more difficult.

"I will keep vigil tonight, you should rest first." Su Tingyu said to the two of them.

In the past few days, Su Tingyu and the three of them took turns keeping vigil, making sure that one person was completely awake.

Qin Qi moved his lower lip slightly: "I..." Come and watch the night.

Su Tingyu knew what Qin Qi wanted to say without having to guess. Before anyone could finish speaking, she glared at him lightly: "You are injured and you have to get up early in the morning. You two will perform again tomorrow night. Why are you keeping watch?" go to sleep!"

After being suddenly yelled at, Qin Qi's last few words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them out.

The fat man looked left and right and did not hesitate to side with Su Tingyu: "Yes, brother Qin, you are injured. Just leave the night vigil to me and the boss."

Qin Qi glanced at the fat man and then at Su Tingyu. Seeing that the two of them were resolute, he lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice, "...Yeah."

Su Tingyu moved over and suddenly covered Qin Qi's eyes with her little hands. Feeling the trembling eyelashes in her hands, she whispered softly: "Close your eyes and go to sleep~"

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyelashes that were fluttering in his hands fell silent. Two seconds later, another vague "hmm" came out.

Su Tingyu didn't let go immediately. After thinking for a moment, she turned to the fat man and said, "Fat man, please go away first."

"Oh." The fat man glanced back and forth at the two people who were so close without realizing it. He tried his best to control the smile on his face and left the place quickly.

Hmm~

He just suddenly wanted to chat with Brother 022.

Su Tingyu received an inexplicable look of encouragement from the fat man and was a little confused.

Fatty, is this... a twitching eye?