I'm looking for someone to kill me.

Chen Shanshan did not notice Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo's small movements, she pondered for a moment, said: "Can remember what happened when I was in a coma, but have no memory of Eve's reward. The Black Tower is surprisingly able to do this ......" The voice stopped, and the little girl raised her head, "Brother Tang Mo, what changes do you think there are compared to before the coma?"

"The strength seems to have gotten stronger." After a pause, Tang Mo added, "Comprehensive strength."

Tang Mo did not hide this from his teammates.

After waking up, he vaguely realized that he might have become stronger. This increase in strength wasn't that he suddenly got some props, nor did he get a couple of psychic abilities, but rather, "My eyesight is better. Looking out the window, Fu Wenduo, where can you see?"

Fu Wenduo walks to the window, "On that white billboard five kilometers away, is Huawei's newest phone."

Tang Mo : "Can you read the name of the spokesperson in the bottom right corner?"

Fu Wenduo narrowed his eyes, he looked at it steadily for a moment, "It's a bit blurry. But I have some impression of the star on the billboard, and I can tell what it is when I look at the words on the basis of knowing his name." The implication was that if he didn't know what the words were, Fu Wenduo wouldn't dare to say that he could see them clearly.

Tang Mo looked over at him, "I can see it. Not that clearly, but I can see what the words are."

Fu Wenduo : "...... Christmas Branches?"

Chen Shanshan also said, "An upgraded Christmas tree branch?"

Tang Mo smiled and shook his head, "It could be, but I don't think it's that simple. What I can notice now is that my five senses have improved, and my reflexes and speed have also improved. As for other aspects of strength ...... " voice paused, Tang Mo slightly sideways head to look at the man standing beside him. The two gazes met in the air, Fu Wenduo hooked up the corner of his lips, Tang Mo also smiled.

Fu Xiaodi was confused on the side: "Eh, what happened to strength in other areas? Why don't you talk about it, Brother Tang?"

Chen Shanshan laughed, "There's a roadside basketball court behind this building, why don't we go there and play some games?"

Ask for it!

The four of them quickly arrived at the basketball court, Tang Mo put little Yang San to one side, Fu Wenduo also did not use a weapon. Two people stood on both sides of the basketball court, tacitly looked at each other, the next second, only to hear two whooshing sound of the wind, two black silhouettes with the naked eye difficult to air speed slammed together, vibration ripples to the earth, the basketball court's baskets emitted a violent buzzing sound.

A battle of this level was far beyond what Chen Shanshan, whose physical quality could not be improved, could see, but the little girl did not give up. She opened her eyes wide and stared carefully at the field. After a brief collision, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo exchanged positions, and Tang Mo, with one hand on the ground, slid backwards for three meters before stabilizing himself. He raised his head and saw Fu Wenduo's surprised expression.

Tang Mo's speed and power have really improved significantly!

Fu Wenduo's stoic face showed a rare hint of anticipation as he looked forward to the fight to come.

The man's low voice rang out, "More?"

"Yes!"

In the next moment, Tang Mo rushed forward again. He appeared to be slamming his fist into Fu Wenduo's heart, but in the moment of contact, he actually swept his leg towards Fu Wenduo's lower body. Fu Wenduo's hands separated his strike, and his left hand was like lightning, capturing Tang Mo's arm in the blink of an eye. Tang Mo quickly breaks away and throws a left hook to meet him.

Bare-knuckle physical combat at this extreme level of speed and power has an aesthetic of pure wild violence.

The sound of thumping and banging was continuous, as both sides used their full strength, both of them had a few colors on their bodies. Suddenly, Fu Wenduo, in a ghostly manner, suddenly stopped Tang Mo's neck with his elbow from the back, and pressed his neck with his other hand. At that moment, Tang Mo almost senses the smell of death, and he clearly realizes that as soon as Fu Wenduo exerts force, his neck will be broken.

The fight is over, Fu Wenduo lets go of Tang Mo, who coughs lightly and cranes his neck.

"What kind of fighting technique was that just now?"

Fu Wenduo cleared his throat, "Naked strand."

Tang Mo had never heard of this kind of fighting technique and thought that it was difficult to learn, so Fu Wenduo had not taught him before. He didn't realize that the naked choke is one of the most lethal of all Jiu-Jitsu techniques. Normal people will have difficulty breathing immediately after being strangled, and will easily fall unconscious, and there are many fighters who have been strangled unconscious by this move in regular competitions.

Fu Wenduo also did not expect that this competition with Tang Mo would actually force him to use this kind of murderous move, he thought about it and decided not to tell Tang Mo about this move in the future, so as not to be memorized by Tang Mo.

Tang Mo still realized that his close quarters strength was one step behind Fu Wenduo. He is indeed stronger than before, but he is still not as strong as Fu Wenduo when it comes to fighting.

The four return to the house and Tang Mo summarizes, "So far, it seems that Eve's rewards are more on the physical side of the spectrum, an upgraded version of the Christmas tree branch, if you will."

Fu Wen voiced, "Eve's reward is a red apple, eh, it's kind of like a peace offering."

When you put it that way, it really does have something to do with Christmas branches.

Chen Shanshan subconsciously felt that this reward could not be so simple. There were no more than twenty players in the world who had received this reward, and if it was just to reward high-level players and improve their physical fitness, the Black Tower wouldn't have set up a seven-day-long Eve game.

However at the moment they have limited information and can only guess so much.

Tang Mo has been in a coma for seven days and is not aware of many things. Chen Shanshan explained to him the current situation in Beijing City, "After Xu Yunsheng's death, the returnees have tightened up a lot. It's true that many players have been killed in Beijing City over these seven days, or have been eliminated from the game, but most of the accidental deaths were of weaker formal players, and there weren't many of them."

It's understandable," Tang Mo said. "Xu Yunsheng was arguably the most powerful returnee in Beijing. Her death was a wake-up call to the Returners. Earth survivors aren't as weak as they think, so they don't dare to kill so blatantly anymore."

But still, quite a few players died.

Returners are still bound to the Time Rankings when they return to Earth, and they are still not full players.

To truly gain freedom and remove that golden number hovering next to their necks, they had to eliminate the Earth players. Killing was the easiest way to do this, and if it wasn't for the Tang Mo few who had killed Xu Yunsheng in a crisp manner and deterred the Returner camp, the situation in Beijing City would be much more dire right now.

Today there is a delicate balance between the two parties.

The Returners must eliminate the Earth players, this is the way the Black Tower has given them to survive. But they also don't kill at will, and this antagonism is at a level that is acceptable to both sides, and it could even be said that the Returners are still at a disadvantage. Because they don't have much of an organization, they're mostly loners and are under constant threat from the Time Rankings.

Tang Mo clasped his hands on his arms, his fingers tapping lightly on his arms. He wrinkled his brows in contemplation for a long time, then suddenly looked up, "Where's Ning Zheng?"

That's right. What about Ning Zheng?

Once Xu Yunsheng died, Ning Zheng was the most powerful returnee in Beijing.

The return to Earth is a fact of life, and the smart returnees won't fight alone anymore. After seeing the strength of the Chosen Organization and players like Fu Wenduo, they will become more united. Maybe not too much unity, but Ning Zheng can use his influence to create a powerful organization of returnees to fight against the Earth survivors. I'm afraid that's what many Returners would like to see.

But ......

Chen Shanshan: "No news of Ning Zheng."

Tang Mo was a bit surprised, and he subconsciously looked at Fu Wenduo, wanting to get an affirmative answer from the other party, "No news at all?"

Fu Wenduo: "No."

Tang Mo's face changed.

There is not a single bit of news at all ...... As long as there is contact with people, there must be traces left behind. Could it be that Ning Zheng didn't seize the time to eliminate Earth players and get rid of his identity as a returnee?

Meanwhile, in Beijing's West Sixth Ring Road, an abandoned garment factory.

As the sky darkened, a faint white light flickered in the depths of the factory building, and soon, a white figure appeared in the factory building. Ning Zheng was wearing a white jacket, which was stained with blood. Back on Earth, he first gripped his weapon tightly and looked around vigilantly, after making sure that there was nothing strange, he walked out of the factory building with a cold expression.

Just as he was walking out of the factory's front door, Ning Zheng swung around and threw a knife at the side of the building.

Next to the factory gate, a tall and thin doll-faced youth sidestepped the slash as he exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Wow, just met and moved the knife, so aggressive." The corners of his mouth slowly grinned, the doll-faced youth blinked, his hands in his pockets, he looked at Ning Zheng's neck and laughed, "Hee hee, just came out of the copy? The numbers are gone oh, eliminated enough people?"

Being able to hide his breath from himself, Ning Zheng knew that this baby-faced youth who looked like a psychopath was definitely not to be underestimated. He inserted his hand into his pocket and gripped the prop hidden in his pocket.

Ning Zheng coldly said, "Who are you?"

"You don't know my name?" The doll-faced youth's mouth opened slightly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, "A week ago, the East Third Ring Elevated, you and Tang Mo , Fu Wenduo all teamed up with ...... them and they actually didn't tell you my name?"

Ning Zheng didn't answer, but he had a look that said, "Are you important, why do you have to say your name?

Bai Ruoyao:"...... "He tsked twice and muttered "Aren't you afraid that a week ago I'd go and make trouble too", and soon he looked up playfully at Ning Zheng, saying "Then it's not too late to know my name. Ning Zheng said, "Then it's not too late to learn my name. Bai Ruoyao, Tangtang's best friend and worst enemy, who I would love to kill, and Fu Wenduo."

Ning Zheng's pupils shrunk, but he remained expressionless, "What are you trying to say?"

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend ...... You don't want to kill them?"

Ning Zheng clenched his fingers and turned away.

Bai Ruoyao didn't chase after him, but just stood behind him with a cheeky grin, "Ning Zheng, 62nd in the time charts, actually so wimpy, I'll call you wimpy from now on, okay?"

Ning Zheng had a footstep and still didn't turn around.

Bai Ruoyao's laughter was like a rusty brass bell that should have sounded good, but instead it rusted and creaked into Ning Zheng's heart, making him irritable and angry. But he held his tongue. He didn't want to get too involved with the Earth survivors, he just wanted to live, live to the end.

However, just as he was nearing the end of the road, Bai Ruoyao's laughter came to an abrupt halt. He spoke again, his voice low and magical as he chuckled, "Hey, I heard you have a twin sister? Hehehe, does she really exist ......"

Ning Zheng turned around sharply and looked at the doll-faced youth in the distance in dismay.

Three days later.

Although Tang Mo had absolutely no recollection of what he had experienced when he was unconscious, some of the lost memories gradually returned to his mind as time passed. He said with certainty to Fu Wenduo, "To attack the tower."

Fu Wenduo calmly asked, "Is this a message from the Black Tower?"

Tang Mo shook his head, "I don't remember, but my subconscious told me that the only way to get more and know the truth is to attack the tower. We have to keep attacking the tower as fast as we can. And you need to attack the tower quickly to get rid of the identity of the stowaway."

The Returners need to eliminate Earth survivors, thus gaining their freedom and becoming players recognized by the Black Tower. However the Stowaways are not much better off. Stowaways participating in any Black Tower game will be coveted by the Black Tower Bosses. While powerful stowaways like Fu Wenduo are fine, many less powerful stowaways have their bellies stolen by the Black Tower Bosses at the very beginning.

The Black Tower monsters really do eat people, and they never joke about it.

Fu Wenduo smiled immovably, "Good."

Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo were the final winners in the battle on the East 3rd Ring Road elevated walkway. But since then, their already shaky partnership with Chosen had collapsed, and they had never contacted each other again. Tang Mo didn't intend to tell the other side about the information he got from Eve's reward, he pondered when he would challenge the fifth floor of the Black Tower, and what preparations he had to make before that.

In the darkness of the night, Fu Wenduo leaned against the window and looked back at the young man in the room. Tang Mo, with his left hand propped up on his chin and a pen in his right hand, drew a rough map of Beijing on a piece of paper and circled a few circles in it.

These other parties are the places in Beijing where copies, copies of reality, may be triggered.

Five minutes later, Tang Mo looks up, "When are Shanshan and Whisper coming back?"

Fu Wenduo : "It's just an ordinary copy, with the strength of the two of them, they should be able to come out in two more days."

Tang Mo nodded.

Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo never regard Chen Shanshan and Fu Wen Sheng as their subordinates, and the two children are also powerful players. Although they are not high in force, Chen Shanshan's brains and Fu Xiaodi's healing ability are sometimes more important than force in the game of Black Tower. Put in any organization or squad, they would be the core members.

Tang Mo doesn't bring Chen Shanshan to every game to protect her, and in the same way, Fu Wenduo doesn't keep Fu Wen Sheng on a leash all the time.

Two small children need the opportunity to grow independently.

Tang Mo already had a few locations in mind, and he planned to wait for Chen Shanshan to return, so the two of them could discuss and determine which copy the four of them would enter next.

The room was silent, with only the faint sound of the wind slapping against the window and a buzzing vibration occurring.

Fu Wenduo looked steadily at Tang Mo, his fingers tapping on the window sill, his eyes occasionally glancing at Tang Mo's hand propped up on her chin, seemingly pondering something. Just as he was thinking for a long time and planning to speak, Fu Wenduo's expression changed, and Tang Mo also looked up sharply. Fu Wenduo had already taken out a small dart from his pocket and shot it through the window with a whoosh.

The sound of breaking glass traveled extremely loudly through the building, and the person outside the door laughed very disgruntledly as he dodged the small dart, "Hey, hey, that's how you greet each other every time you meet, Tangtang, Major Fu, is that how you treat your friends?" The tone was lighthearted, but the man quietly sighed in relief as he dodged the small dart, certain that it wasn't the pitiful Fiddlesticks dart.

Tang Mo stood up, gripped the small Yang San tied around his waist, and stared coldly at the doll-faced youth who shouldn't be here. His voice was icy cold as he called out the other party's name: "Bai Ruoyao."

Bai Ruoyao smiled and said meaningfully, "So you remember me, Tangtang."

Tang Mo noticed his acidic tone, but did not understand what was wrong with the other party. However, as psychopaths have a lot of fun, he wasn't interested in guessing what Bai Ruoyao was thinking.

Inside the building, Bai Ruoyao is alone, while Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo are two.

Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo both had no intention of making a move, the two of them were very calm and stood inside the house looking faintly at the doll-faced youth outside the door. Bai Ruoyao couldn't possibly kill them, but since he dared to come, it meant that he had the certainty of leaving. Therefore, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo also had no intention of making a move.

"What do you want?"

Bai Ruoyao's face was sincere: "I miss you, Tangtang." Noticing that Fu Wenduo's expression had sunk a bit, Bai Ruoyao thought he was eating, and graciously decided to take it all in: "Hehehehe, I miss you a bit, too, Major. Fu."

Tang Mo ignored the psychopath's flirtation, his fingers rubbing over the handle of little Yang San's umbrella in a warning that spoke volumes.

Bai Ruoyao shrugged, "Aren't we friends?"

Tang Mo swept him off his feet and was close to just attacking him with a little Yang San and telling this baby face who your friend was!

Bai Ruoyao wasn't angry either, but he took half a step back, half of his face hidden in the darkness, and said with a smile, "The assembled copies released by the Black Tower yesterday felt interesting. Tangtang, are you going?"

Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo had planned to go, but Tang Mo asked coldly, "Is it about you?"

"Hee hee, because I'll be there."

Tang Mo : "......" He suddenly kind of didn't want to go.

Fu Wenduo's low voice rang out, "Is that what you came here to say?"

Bai Ruoyao didn't reply as he mimicked the Black Tower's voice and said in a flat and undulating tone, "Dingdong! The assembly copy is open for a limited time. Game location: underground man Wang Guo's Curious Shopping Street, game reward: unknown, game BOSS: Santa Claus.On June 6 at 6:06 a.m., players are requested to head to the Temple of Heaven in the Eastern District to participate in the game ......"

The voice ended abruptly, and the smile on Bai Ruoyao's lips grew wider and wider.

"Tangtang, Major Fu. come?" After a pause, he gave a cheeky grin and added, "That's right, I should say ......"

"Dare to come?"

Guangzhou, China, next to the Pearl River, Canton Tower.

In the dark night sky, a full moon hung high in the sky, casting a faint clear light.

This is the second tallest tower in the world, Canton Tower. The sleek and slender design of the tower gives it a slim and slender waist, which is also jokingly referred to as Guangzhou's Little Barbarian Waist. Looking up from the bottom of the tower, the spiky tower is invisible, almost the same as the moon. However, no one knows that at this very moment, right at the top of the tower, a tall and thin figure with a ponytail is standing at the very top of the antenna mast, slightly lifting her head and looking at the strange but familiar moon.

Mu Huixue reached out and touched the moon. Her eyes reflect the light moon color, and on her neck is a line of golden six digits.

The ice-cold wind blew her black leather jacket, but she didn't seem to feel cold or high, just stood at the top of the tower quietly looking at the moon. After a long time, she murmured in Cantonese, "Let's go look at the moonlight together," and slowly withdrew her hand.

After looking at the moon for a while, Mu Huixue seemed to be tired of looking at the moon, and wanted to lie down and bask in the moonlight, but realized that the top of this thin tower did not give her a place to lie down at all. She looked around in depression, except for the spires of the tower under her feet, it was indeed impossible for her to sleep, and if she really didn't mind lying down, she might even be poked through by the spires of the tower.

Now it was impossible to grab the designer by the collar and ask him why he didn't design a platform for moonlight, it was not humane at all. Helpless to the extreme, Mu Huixue sighed, and suddenly his whole body fell backwards.

The movement came unexpectedly, only to see a black figure plummet downward from the top of Guangzhou Tower. Six hundred meters high, fifteen seconds of falling time, she closed her eyes, quietly enjoying the feeling of being enveloped by the moonlight at this moment. When she was still about fifty meters away from the ground, she pulled out the whip from her waist, her wrist exerted force, and the resilient whip shattered the glass curtain wall in a few strokes, shot into the house, and wrapped itself around a pillar.

Mu Huixue let out a low gulp and used his strength to swing halfway through the air before landing firmly on the ground.

She tied the whip back around her waist and lifted her steps with the intention of leaving. But only half a step away she stopped and without turning around, opened her mouth to the person behind her. Only after saying two words she remembered the situation a month ago when she spoke Cantonese and the other person ended up not understanding her. She spoke again, "No need to follow me, I'm leaving Guangzhou today."

The five players hiding behind the building froze in unison in the sluggish night wind. Among them were Earth survivors and returnees.

Mu Huixue stuck her hands in her pockets and stepped away from the Canton Tower. She walked a few hundred meters, but surprisingly, she found that there were still people following her. She raised her eyebrows, "Do you really think I don't kill people?"

The five stopped in unison, unsure if they should move or not.

Mu Huixue lifted her head and looked at the moon sky again, she suddenly smiled. It was a smile of joy from the bottom of her heart, as if she had been walking hard in the desert for three days and three nights with a heavy bag on her back, and finally saw an oasis and was about to be liberated. Not caring about life and death, perhaps more concerned about freedom and liberation.

She smiled and said, "I'm going to Beijing to find someone to kill me, so you guys don't have to follow me anymore."

The five people were shocked by her words and were not stunned in place for a while, when they reacted, when they looked up, the person had long disappeared.

I'm going to Beijing.

...... looking for someone to kill me.

It sounded like a complete joke, but these five people felt that Mu Huixue did not mean it as a joke at all. She was truly sincere in her desire to find someone and ask that person to end her life. Even, there was a slight hint of impatience.