The collision of souls that originates from the depths of the spirit, tingling like the most beautiful seduction of a woman, makes Tang Mo gradually indulge in it, unable to extricate herself.

An Chu and Lu Xing have good strength, both of them have passed the first level of the Black Tower. They came to join Xiao Jitong, and naturally joined the newly born Nanking group as team members. Xiao Jitong's words were reasonable, and Fu Wen Sheng didn't refute them, so he went north with Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo and left Nanjing.

Thus, with the Raiders, there are still more than 30 members left in the New Nanking Group.

When the NJ team members realized who Fu Wenduo was, they didn't react as strongly as Fu Wen had expected. They made fun of their youngest teammate, who was leaving, and underneath the smiles, they couldn't hide their exhaustion.

A sudden game of Battle Royale consumes them all.

"Are stowaways always bad people?" Xiao Jitong looked at his cousin with a smile as he pointed to the woman in black standing beside him and laughed, "Ningning is also a stowaway, but she didn't kill people to become a stowaway. She's not a bad person. But what you guys said, well ...... Mr. Fu and Mr. Tang pitched you? I'd like to hear what's going on."

Xiao Jitong had just put in a good word for Fu Wenduo, and then he dug a hole for Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo. He smiled and looked at Tang Mo, who raised his eyebrows and told him about the Circus of Wonders. He had already wanted to talk about it, and now he was doing it in his own way.

After listening to Tang Mo's explanation, An Chu and Lu Xing came to a realization.

Lu Xing scolded, "And with this? Letting us players fight the players ourselves?" This kind of lack of morality Black Tower also do out?

Xiao Jitong is more concerned about another thing: "The Black Tower allows players to become bosses, fighting against other players. Twenty-one Black Tower Tier 1 players, and two Black Tower Tier 2 players. At first glance, it does seem like you guys are at a disadvantage, but Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo got the monster cage right from the start, and you guys don't even know what the monster is. The backer behind them is the Cirque du Freak, the mysterious circus master. Can you borrow the power of the Black Tower World ......"

Tang Mo glances at Xiao Jitong.

Smart people always see things differently from others. After the end of the circus game, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo had a private discussion, and in fact, assuming that their plan didn't work out, they would have contacted the circus people again. Using the power of the circus to save the earthworm and finish the game.

After the misunderstanding is resolved, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo leave with Fu Wen Sheng, while An Chu and Lu Xing join the NJ group and listen to Xiao Jitong's plan. Although the misunderstanding is resolved, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo did screw An Chu and his team over in the circus game. Lu Xing was all squirmy, his eyes darting back and forth between Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo, and his heart was still extremely depressed. An Chu, on the other hand, kept his eyes on the hands Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo were holding tightly.

Been holding it for a minute now.

Five minutes?

...... half an hour ah!

With more than thirty players standing close together, it would be hard to notice Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo holding hands if you weren't paying attention, you'd just think they were standing very close to each other. However, An Chu realized it. It was like suddenly finding a brown grain of wheat in a white rice field. Obviously, it was all rice, so at first glance you couldn't see the wheat, but once you did, An Chu couldn't take his eyes off the wheat.

Two girls holding hands may be affectionate, two big men holding hands ...... where is this affectionate, this is to engage in base ah!

Even if you hold it, you hold it for so long, it's not at all like joking and playing around.

An Chu's mind was filled with all sorts of bizarre thoughts before she finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked meaningfully at Tang Mo.

Tang Mo notices her sight and looks at her strangely.

An Chu : ...... Go for it, gender is not an issue.

Tang Mo : Still mad about the circus?

The two of them looked at each other and nodded their heads in unison, unanimously thinking: it seems that the other party understands what they mean.

Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo plan to leave tomorrow, and Fu Wen returns to his room to pack his things. He didn't have much to bring with him, just a few props and some essentials. Tang Mo saw a few bottles of Nongfushanquan in his room, the same one Xiao Jitong always uses. Last night, at the urging of Chai Rong and Ningning, Xiao Jitong used Nongfushanquan to treat a cut on his face. Ningning thought it was too unsightly and awkward, while Chai Rong didn't want the scar to remain on Xiao Jitong's face as a reminder of the trash-cleaning game that had already passed.

Originally, Xiao Jitong wanted to stay a few more days, but the members of the NJ group were unanimously against it. He could only obey the majority and heal his scars.

Looking at the bottles of Nongfu Mountain Spring, Tang Mo said, "Your Nanking group has a lot of this mineral water?"

Fu Wen Sheng: "Yeah, it's quite a lot, there should be over a hundred bottles left. NJ players can trade props and intel with us for this."

Tang Mo thought for a moment, "Can we trade intelligence as well?"

Earthworm's Tears, although more practical, only had one chance left to use it. Since the launch of the Earth, Tang Mo basically relies on his own strong physical qualities to let his wounds heal on their own when he is injured. Farmer's Spring can speed up the recovery of wounds, not as effective as Earthworm's Tears, but it is still a very good prop.

However, after hearing his words, the face of the little friend was odd. Fu Wen Sheng looked at Tang Mo, and only after half a day did he say, "Why do you want to trade information for this?"

Tang Mo: "We don't have the right healing props." He and Fu Wenduo had just passed the gas a few days ago, and most of the props the two of them had gotten were murderous sharpshooters, with very few supportive ones. However, Fu Wenduo's meaning could also be ......

Tang Mo: "Can you just take a few bottles?" They had a normal relationship with Xiao Jitong, but Fu Wen was a member of the Nanking group. It made sense that he could take a few bottles with him.

In the next moment, Fu Wen said rightfully, "This is my supernatural ability."

Tang Mo : "So it's your powers, then we can indeed take away ......" The voice ends abruptly and Tang Mo looks at his little friend in dismay, "Your powers?!"

Fu Wen nodded. The child raised his right hand, he took out a plastic basin from under the bed, and hung it above the plastic bottle with the palm of his right hand facing upwards. Slowly, a stream of clear spring water gushed out from his palm. The water continued to flow and soon filled the basin. Then Fu Wen took out a large funnel and a few bottles of Nongfushanquan mineral water from under the bed, and without blinking, he poured out five bottles of Nongfushanquan.

He hands it to Tang Mo: "Here, it's ready."

Tang Mo: "......"

God damn your powers!

Fu Wenduo gave a low laugh.

Tang Mo and Fu Wen both turned their heads to look at him.

Fu Wenduo faintly said, "It's somewhat useful."

Fu Wen sounded very tempted to defend himself, he is not a little useful, obviously very useful. Team Xiao said that his psychic ability is very powerful, if his psychic ability can be improved like Team Chai and Ningning in the future, maybe the mineral water he creates will be able to bring life to human flesh and bones. But the moment he saw his own big brother's introverted smile, Fu Wen sound mouth opened and closed.

On top of being angry, a small hint of joy and a little bit of smugness welled up in the little kid's heart. At least this was the first time big brother had complimented him.

Fu Wen sound packed things, he gave Tang Mo, Fu Wenduo on the ground a layer of cotton mattress, a kind of bed. The three of them are not leaving until tomorrow and will stay in Nanjing for another night. Tang Mo was not ready to let a child make a bed for him, and he went forward to help. However, before he could move, Fu Wenduo let go of his hand and walked over to him, his voice calm: "Make some more of that mineral water and sell it to them before you leave."

Fu Wen Sheng didn't react for a moment, "Huh?"

"Sell it to Chai Rong and Xiao Jitong." after a pause, Fu Wenduo said while spreading the mattress, "How much mineral water did you make for them for nothing before?"

Fu Wen replied honestly, "Hundreds of bottles? Probably just the bottle of Nongfushanquan, a few hundred bottles."

"Oh, using child labor."

Fu Wen Sound cautiously reminded, "Big brother, they are my teammates."

Fu Wenduo : "So the old forget it, now it's not a teammate. You new do it, sell them a little more for intel."

More than you, I want to be teammates with Team Chai and them, okay! Fu Wen Sound dared to be angry, glared depressingly, and obediently stood up to make a new Nongfu Shanquan.

Watching this scene, Tang Mo could not help but raise the corners of his lips. His right hand moved slightly.

The ...... rolling heat seemed to remain between his fingers.

Fu Wenduo's release was sudden and decisive, but Tang Mo was not surprised. In the dim light, the tall man moved neatly to spread a thin layer of mattress, smoothing out each edge and neatly organizing it. He was fast, as if he had done something similar countless times before.

In fact, given Tang Mo's and Fu Wenduo's physical fitness, they didn't need to sleep; it was just one night, and it would soon pass. But the children did so, and Fu Wenduo did not object. It was the child's good intention.

In some ways, Fu Wenduo is a good brother and an even better person.

Tang Mo's comment to Xiao Jitong that "Fu Wenduo was a good man" was not a complete excuse or a perfunctory remark; he also recognized this fact. Whether it is from the perspective of morality, outlook on life, attitude towards life and death, or even temperament, Tang Mo feels that Fu Wenduo is a good man, perhaps even better than his temper. At least Fu Wenduo shouldn't be so angry that he wanted to kick the Black Tower twice after being pitied by it.

Thinking of this, Tang Mo remembered that he would be leaving Nanjing tomorrow, and they would pass by Xinjiekou.

Hmmm, pass by the Black Tower then and kick it twice?

Between being good-tempered and venting her anger, Tang Mo doesn't think she's good-tempered at all.

"Trying to sleep?" A low voice rang out.

Tang Mo suddenly came back to his senses. He fixed his eyes on Fu Wenduo, who was squatting beside the mattress, his dark eyes lifted up, staring at him steadily.

Tang Mo realized that he had just accidentally stared at the other party for a long time, and actually launched himself into a daze. His face was bashful, but he was very calm on the surface. He shook his head, ''It's just a few days and nights without sleep, it's nothing. Just now we pulled another couple hours and I still couldn't discover your supernatural ability. There are two reasons for this, the first is that when I copy someone else's psychic ability, the effect will be poorer in the original, and there are more limitations than the original, so it might take more time to get the other person's psychic ability. The second is that it should be because your alien energy is very powerful that I need more time."

Fu Wenduo : "There's no rush, it takes about three days to get to Beijing, it's just physical contact, you can keep holding hands on the way."

Tang Mo thought to himself, "You don't even realize that it's the touching of intimate parts that works better," and sighed, saying, "Good."

"Tomorrow take Fu Wen Sound and do an experiment first."

The child who was hard at work making mineral water in the next room suddenly heard his name and said in horror, "Big brother, experiment? What experiment?!"

Fu Wenduo, without changing his color: "The experiment that sold you."

Fu Wen Voice: "......"

There is a limit to the number of bottles of mineral water a child can make, and in the course of the night, he had only made thirty bottles. Lying in bed at night, Fu Wen Sheng quickly fell asleep. After a brutal game of Battle Royale, Tang Mo felt a little sleepy for the first time. He closed his eyes and rested his mind, and Fu Wenduo slept not far away from him.

The sound of a clock ticking away sounded in the silent room.

After a long time, Fu Wenduo whispered, "A different name is better. My name is known to all Chinese players, very few people know your name, but those who know the name ' Mo Mo ' are the best among players."

Tang Mo did not fall asleep, he opened his eyes and thought for a while, "Well, that makes sense. Your name is Fu Wen first?" Speaking this name, Tang Mo himself laughed.

This is even more than Fu Wenduo, only the members of the NJ group can accept the name "Fu Wen 声" on the basis of accepting the name Fu Wen 先, and it has nothing to do with Fu Wenduo.

"The new name overlaps with your own, it's more acceptable and won't wear off as easily. Your name is Don. Fu Wen Voice can't be called this name either, it's changed. His name is ......" The voice stopped, and Fu Wenduo pondered for a long time, making a solemn decision, "His name is Big Joe. My name is Victor."

Time suddenly stood still, and Tang Mo's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the man next to him. In the darkness he could only vaguely make out an illusory shadow as he stared blankly at Fu Wenduo, his own strong heartbeat ringing in his ears.

Why is ...... Victor?

Tang Mo opened his mouth and was about to speak, when a clear child's voice rang out from the bed, "Brother, why do I have to be called Da Qiao, what kind of name is this?"

The child was so aggrieved that he pressed on and screamed.

Fu Wenduo: "You didn't sleep?"

Fu Wen sounded to keep him from digressing, "No, brother, why would I call myself such a name, it's a girl's name." Don't think he hasn't read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

"Isn't your best friend Xiao Qiao?"

Fu Wen sounded stunned. Soon he came back to his senses: "That's Qiao Zhi Edward! That's not Xiao Qiao. Xiao Qiao is the nickname Xiao Team gave him. Xiao Qiao is a nickname given to him by Team Xiao. Xiao Qiao, who doesn't know anything, didn't know that this name is a girl's name, and he agreed to be called that by Team Xiao. If he knew, he wouldn't let people call him that."

"Oh, you don't call him that too."

"......" Fu Wen sounded dumbfounded.

Fu Wenduo : "And I remember that neighborhood of yours, the one in the third ring road of Beijing, is called Copper Bird Terrace?"

Copper Bird Spring Deep Locked Two Qiao.

Fu Wen voice: "......" is well reasoned and convincing.

Tang Mo was finally amused by the brothers.

When he smiled, Fu Wenduo and Fu Wen Sheng both turned their heads to look at him. Tang Mo said orthochromatically, "I'm called Don because my last name is Tang, it's kind of like that. Why are you called Victor?" As these three words came out of his mouth, Tang Mo clearly felt his nerves buzzing and shaking gently.

It seems like a long way for Earth to come online, but in fact only four months have passed.

But these four months have been like years, and some of the people remembered very fondly have been tucked away in the depths, making it hard to think about them. When I think of them, those emotions come back like a tidal wave.

Tang Mo couldn't tell why he fell in love with Victor in the first place. Obviously, he was separated by a computer, and he didn't know the other person's age, looks, occupation, or even where the other person lived. But he fell in love with the strangest and most familiar person. When they play bridge together, you trust him unconditionally. That kind of soul collision from the depth of the spirit, tingling like a woman's most beautiful seduction, Tang Mo gradually indulged in it, unable to extricate himself.

All of this, however, pales in comparison to the five months of brutal Black Tower games. Tang Mo is more concerned with her own immediate survival than searching for, thinking about, and worrying about someone she doesn't even know where she is. Tang Mo's heart grows heavy.

...... Victor could be dead and he's still alive and he's going to live on.

"Not like that?"

Tang Mo's thoughts were snapped back by the sound and she said, "Huh?"

In the darkness, Fu Wenduo looked at him quietly: "Wink, Victor, read fast, don't you?"

Tang Mo froze for a moment, suddenly feeling a bit amused by a certain thought that had just flashed through his mind. He recited it under his breath a few times, "It's kinda like that."

Fu Wen sound lying on the bed, heard the conversation between the two under the bed, originally wanted to say "that's not big brother your English name". But he had just been bullied by Fu Wenduo, so he didn't want to say anything, and closed his eyes in frustration and went back to sleep.

Tang Mo didn't dwell on the issue, but he didn't realize that Fu Wenduo was silently looking at him for a long time. Without waiting for Tang Mo's next words, Fu Wenduo frowned a little, and turned around again, looking at the ceiling.

No sleep all night.

The next morning, Tang Mo left. When they were about to leave, Fu Wenduo suddenly said that he had something to do, and asked Fu Wen to sell the 30 bottles of Nongfushanquan and exchange them for some useful information. The children were stunned and ran away with the mineral water in their arms. When he came back, Fu Wenduo looked at him with a raised eyebrow: "What information did you sell?"

Fu Wen speaks eloquently.

Tang Mo watched these two brothers from the side, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up without revealing it.

So it's possible that this teammate of his might actually be better-tempered and gentler than he is.

As he passed by the Black Pagoda, Tang Mo thought about his intention to kick the Black Pagoda, but with Fu Wenduo and Fu Wen Sheng present, he hesitated and decided to maintain his image. With Fu Wenduo in front of him, he had to look good in front of his brother. Tang Mo left the Black Pagoda in stride, but Fu Wenduo stopped and looked up at the huge tower. Quickly moving his eyes downward, Fu Wenduo saw a young woman standing in the distance, also gazing at the black tower.

Tang Mo also notices the other, he stops walking and looks away from Ningning, nodding his head gently.

After greeting the three Tang Mo, Ningning did not speak again. She sat on a dusty rock, cradling her silver crossbow|bow, and quietly looked up at the Black Tower. She looked at the tower tirelessly, and no one knew how long she had looked at it, and how many times she had looked at it.

Tang Mo took one last look at the strange female stowaway and left Nanking.

They found a jeep, followed the map, and entered the highway. The car drove for a while, Fu Wen Sheng sat in the back seat of the car, he looked at the scenery outside the window, his eyes were curious and nervous. He had been staying in Nanjing since the Earth came online and had never gone out, so he was very scared and looking forward to leaving this time.

The car had been driving for half a day when we finally saw the black tower of the next city.

Tang Mo looked at the map, "That should be the Black Pagoda in Yangzhou." After a pause, he turned his head to look at his little friend and asked, "Ningning has always liked to see the Black Pagoda?"

Fu Wen nodded, but quickly shook his head, "Neither. It's only after the Christmas copy three months ago that Ning Ningning often went to watch it. That time, Xiao Tian failed to pass the game, so Ningning often went to the Black Tower to watch. She probably thought that Xiao Tian was just taking part in a very long game of tower attack and hadn't come back yet. Moreover, Ningning Sister's feelings towards the Black Tower are very complicated, unlike us, the Black Tower saved her life."

Tang Mo was surprised, "Saved her life?"

Fu Wenduo also raised his eyes with interest and looked at Fu Wen Sheng in the rearview mirror.

Fu Wen said, "Uh-huh. Sister Ningning is a stowaway. A stowaway can only become a stowaway if they have killed someone during those three days. Big brother is a soldier, so he should have killed someone as a result of his mission, which I probably guessed when the Black Tower announced big brother's identity to the world. But Ningning-sama is different, she didn't kill anyone."

Tang Mo asks rhetorically, "So how is she a stowaway?"

Fu Wen voiced, "It's true that she hasn't killed anyone, but if she must say so, she has actually killed people. In three days ...... she killed herself."