After bandaging the wound in the storage room, Lao Yu took out his bread from the cabinet and took a bite. The pain here was very real. He took a tablet of analgesics, but the effect was not yet available. There were only two small tablets in total, so he had to save it.

Just as I swallowed the hard bread, Chen Ti pushed the door in, and there were brown sunglasses that had just been exchanged for the morning on the bridge of my nose.

He saw Lao Yu, paused, then pushed his glasses, and said to him in German, "Good noon."

His way of greeting was weird. Lao Yu said nothing and nodded at him.

Chen Tied himself, but suddenly realized something, "Oh no, you are French." After saying that, he said, "I'm sorry" in French.

He was a weird person. There was nothing strange about this. Old Yu was too lazy to pay attention to it. He saw Chen Ti walking towards the glass cabinet beside him. Only then did he realize that Chen Ti’s supplies were placed with his own.

Chen Ti didn't eat anything, and almost all his supplies didn't move. No wonder the energy bars on his head were much less than others. He opened the cabinet door, took out only the bottle of water, unscrewed the lid and poured it into his mouth, drinking water looked like some kind of animal.

Lao Yu didn't look back at him and stuffed the last bite of bread into his mouth to chew it. He was wearing a striped shirt on his body, and his body was very painful, which was a little strange. In addition to his injured chest and abdomen during the duel, he felt a little hurt.

And ankles.

At some point, Chen Ti actually sat next to him, without any trace at all.

"Hey, your skill is to go to other people's rooms at will, right?" He stretched out his hand, imitating the walking posture with his index finger and middle finger.

Old Yu frowned, "Do you know only now?"

"Just confirm again."

Chen Ti seemed to be thinking something, but after thinking for a while, he pointed to his chest again, "What is inside your clothes?"

Lao Yu subconsciously pulled his shirt away, looked down at it, and then looked up at Chen Ti in a daze: "What?"

"Oh." Chen Ti's face didn't fluctuate, and he said shamelessly, "The wound on your chest is a bit strange, I want to see it again."

Only then did Old Yu realize that he had just been deceived by Chen Ti. This guy had no rules in his work and didn't look like a normal person.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Ti stared at him with his head on his head, then raised his head and drank the last sip of water from the bottle, "The injuries are all new, what happened during the duel?"

"Yes." Lao Yu nodded.

"Is there anything else..." Chen Ti stretched his neck to observe Lao Yu, almost looking around.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Lao Yu was confused by him.

He couldn't find any other wounds, so he chose to give up. He seemed to be sleepy, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and spoke lazily, "I'll ask you, what did you do with that little kid last night?"

His attitude was average, he spoke listlessly, and the most important thing was that his thinking was still very jumping, and he suddenly jumped to a new topic.

Lao Yu was a little dissatisfied with his attitude, "Why should I tell you?"

Chen Ti turned his face, and a pair of green eyes were faint in the dim light, like ghost fire. "You are so good at pretending." He pointed his thumb outside the door, "It's not like this when you're outside. Are you bullying me?"

A sensible attitude.

After being excited by the vigilance, Lao Yu didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Forget it." Chen Ti flattened the bottle in his hand, picked it up and blew it in the mouth of the bottle, and blew it until it bulged, and covered it with the lid. "I'm not interested in your personal conversation. You just need to tell me what time it was after the conversation and where I went."

Old Yu frowned. Although he didn't want to tell Chen Ti the answer, he couldn't help but recall it when he heard his question.

"I think about it, this hypnotic gas made my mind a little confused." Lao Yu took a deep breath, "I only remember that it was almost twelve o'clock when I was talking in the living room. At that time, I told Wu You that it was getting late and we should go back to bed, otherwise we might be foul."

Chen Ti made a lollipop from somewhere, held it in his mouth, and asked in a muddle, "And what? Are you going back?"

Lao Yu nodded, "He walked with me. We walked shoulder to shoulder to shoulder to face the door and said good night to each other. Wu You, the child, is quite polite."

"Then what?"

"Then I went back to my room to sleep."

"I'm going to bed..." Chen Ti retelled these three words and raised his eyebrows at him, "Don't you find it strange?"

"What's strange?" Lao Yu asked in confusion.

"Your skills." Chen Ti pointed his finger and counted it. "You can use the skills from 7pm to 5am, and then you will force sleep at 12pm. So there are five hours here that are wasted, right?"

After saying that, he raised his eyes and stared at Lao Yu, as if he wanted to observe some traces to prove his conjecture.

But Lao Yu just looked confused and told him, "I'm also very surprised. I have never understood how my skills should be used. Even if I can go to someone else's room before going to bed at night, I can't get his supplies or do anything else. What's the point?"

Chen Ti nodded lazily, and it seemed like he had shaken twice, then stood up, "I know."

Lao Yu was puzzled: "What do you know?"

"I know you don't know anything."

After Chen Ti finished speaking, he left without looking back.

Lao Yu sat inside for a while, and the more he thought about it, he felt strange, so he buttoned his shirt and opened the door and went out. Whenever he happened to be the sound of the holy voice that announced the duel message came from the bunker.

"Someone duel again?" Lao Yu didn't expect.

Zhong Yirou walked in from outside the passage, "It was initiated by Ueno Daiseong, who was against Liu Chengwei."

When they went to the duel room together, it was Ueno's second duel against Liu Chengwei. What made Zhong Yirou feel strange was that Ueno's expression did not look like a person who took the initiative to initiate the duel. He looked dazed and his pupils seemed to have no focus.

Zhong Yirou stood still and found that An Wujiu was not there. When she turned around, she saw Wu You just came in and walked straight towards Yang Ming in the dark corner.

She pretended that the lipstick had fallen off, and when she turned around to pick up things, she glanced in the direction of the two of them. She happened to see Wu You taking something out of her pocket and handing it to Yang Ming. What it was, she couldn't see clearly.

Soon, Wu You walked quietly in the direction of her and finally stopped beside Zhong Yirou.

Zhong Yirou also pretended not to see anything and asked him in a low voice: "Liu Chengwei has only four blood strips left?"

"Probably." Wu You said.

"You won't go up?"

Wu You stared at Liu Chengwei, who was covered in bruises not far away, and did not forget to insult them.

"No need for me."

The weapons of the second duel were nail sticks and machetes. Although Liu Chengwei's blood bars are now lower than those of Ueno, he was still fierce. He waved his machete mercilessly at Ueno's shoulders and neck, but because he was exhausted, he didn't really cut a few places.

Ueno, who had always been extremely humble, was shocked by somehow, and went crazy and slammed Liu Chengwei's chest with a nail stick.

The sharp steel nails hit the flesh and were pulled out again.

This unorganized and evil fight is like a real beast.

Zhong Yirou is a doctor, and she has seen too many broken limbs and arms. Besides, it is not the first time she has entered the altar. Although she feels that killing each other is not good, she cannot react too much. She looks at Yang Ming sideways, and the other person's expression is more cold than before.

Ueno Daiseki's character cannot take the initiative to initiate a duel. This duel must have been initiated by Yang Ming.

But why?

Is it really just because he suspected that Liu Chengwei was a cult? He just made up his mind so hard?

But what good is it for him to fight one of his subordinates to death?

Could it be that there are new pieces?

"The duel is over."

From the duel threshold, both of them were bloody. Liu Chengwei's face was covered with wounds and blood. Now he could no longer see his blind eyes, but he felt it was terrifying.

His steps swayed, walking forward step by step, with bloody footprints. It was not until Yang Ming was in front of him that he stopped his steps.

Yang Ming was wearing a neat suit without saying a word. He smelled the strong smell of blood and frowned.

Liu Chengwei suddenly stretched out his hand to his neck and grabbed it hard, almost using all his strength to strangle him to death here!

"Warning! Warning!"

When the Shengyin appeared, Liu Chengwei was as if he was under an electric shock, his whole body trembled violently, let go of his tightly clenched hands, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Players cannot fight at places outside the duel threshold. Liu Chengwei committed a foul and was given an electric shock warning."

Yang Ming's throat burned with burning heat. The brief suffocation and pain made him angry and kicked Liu Chengwei who was already in a coma.

"Dog thing!"

After he finished scolding, he took care of the tie around his neck, turned his head and glanced at Ueno, "Start it again."

Zhong Yirou frowned. Liu Chengwei is only three lives left. Could it be that Yang Ming wants to kill him today?

Ueno didn’t know if he could resist, what were the consequences of resistance? Will Wu You and Yang Ming launch a duel against him?

Perhaps there is also his black thread, and his five blood strips are far from enough.

Ueno's lips shivered and asked the system to initiate another duel.

A moment later, Shengyin replied: "The number of duels today is full, and the duel threshold is closed."

The scarlet net was retracted and eventually disappeared into the dim room. He could no longer fight. Yang Ming's anger became more and more intense. Seeing Ueno's unconservative appearance, he felt even more suspicious.

Just now, everyone's eyes were gathered in the duel threshold, and only he stood alone in the corner and took out what Wu Yousai gave him.

It was a piece of wrinkled and torn paper. There was a sentence written on the paper, and the handwriting was twisted, as if it was written by non-idiotically. The last word was written incorrectly and was painted several times. Maybe I wanted to start over, so there were two big forks in the whole sentence.

[Ueno has already completed it, in the reading room at 9:30 pm]

This abandoned note made Yang Ming immediately determine the other party's identity, so he forced Ueno to duel with Liu Chengwei to cheat his reaction.

In fact, for a moment, he suspected that it was An Wujiu's trick, but his endless fear, panic and fear of An Wujiu blurred his mind.
To be continued...