Your name is Blues-Wayne?

Tang Mo looked at the top of the white-collar woman's head, then at the top of the doll-faced youth's head. He retracted his eyes and didn't say anything, but he didn't deny it either.

When the white-collar woman saw Tang Mo's default, she looked at the doll-faced youth again.

This tall, thin young man has been leaning against the window since a moment ago. He stood in a crooked position and stared at Tang Mo and the white-collar woman with a smile on his face. His dangling look made the white-collar woman frown, saying, "Now that all three of us have this symbol on our heads, it's no surprise that we should be teammates. Get to know each other?"

Tang Mo looks to the white-collar woman.

The white-collar woman took the initiative and said, "My last name is Wang." After saying that, she looked at Tang Mo.

In every multiplayer game Tang Mo has experienced since Earthbound, teammates have introduced themselves at the beginning to get to know each other. Multiplayer games generally require cooperation, and this is a way to bring people closer together. At first, the players would introduce themselves by name and identity, without being too guarded. As time went by, Tang Mo met more and more suspicious players, and would not divulge too much information. I didn't realize that this female player had started to introduce herself without saying her first name, just her last name.

This is the player who reaches the level of tower attack.

Tang Mo thought for a moment and was about to say that his surname was Mo. But then he remembered what Fu Wenduo had once said: players who had cleared the first level of the Black Tower before knew that there was a person called ' Mo Mo ', who had cleared the difficult mode of the Tower Attack game.

Tang Mo paused for a moment and said, "My last name is Zhao." He casually found the little fatty's last name to impersonate.

The white-collar woman nodded and then looked at the doll-faced youth.

In the empty corridor, three people stood not too close to each other, in an equilateral triangle. Tang Mo stood in the center of the corridor, and the white-collar woman's back was pressed against the oil painting on the wall. The baby-faced young man was leaning against the stained glass window, and when he saw Tang Mo and the two of them looking at him, he raised his gaze slightly, skimmed his eyes upwards, and smiled, "Blues."

The white-collar woman was surprised, "You're a foreigner?"

There are a lot of foreign players staying in Huaxia now, and there are two of them (Jacks and Liz) in the Atak organization. Many foreigners were in China when the game started, and when the incident happened suddenly, they could not return to their home countries in a short time, so naturally they could only play their own games in China.

It's just that this baby-faced youth looks nothing like a foreigner, and his Mandarin is pure.

The doll-faced youth looked at the white-collar woman, still smiling oddly, without answering her question. Tang Mo followed the line of sight he had just looked at. Only to see that above the wall, which was hung with oil paintings by famous artists, there was a three-dimensional relief sculpture that was superbly handcrafted. The delicate patterns and excellent carving craftsmanship brought to life a tiny black bat, spreading out its thin, shriveled wings and hanging at the top of the wall.

The bat statue was only the size of a human's palm and stood there quietly. As Tang Mo looked at it, he inexplicably felt a chill run straight up from the soles of his feet. Whoosh! The small eyes of the black bat seemed to suddenly move a little, turning towards Tang Mo. Tang Mo immediately looked back, but realized that it seemed to be her own illusion, this was still a small lifeless stone statue.

After observing for a while, Tang Mo withdrew his eyes and looked at the doll-faced youth. He said faintly, "Blues Wayne?"

Dollface feigned surprise, "You know me?" His poor acting was even worse than the Iron Shoemaker's, and he was close to putting four words directly on his face, "I'm acting."

The white-collar woman hadn't reacted to hearing the familiar name, her eyes hovering over Tang Mo and Dollface, "You guys know each other?" In a three-person squad, if the other two teammates knew each other, this was all the more reason for her to be wary and alert. Because these two could team up at any time to pit themselves against each other.

Tang Mo looked at the doll-faced youth's contrived expression and said coldly, "Batman?"

Dollface smiled cheekily, "And you know my nickname."

Even if people may not have given their real names, it's a little too blatant and rampant to just use Batman's name to catch people out.

The white-collar woman then reacted, and she was obviously also very unhappy about this kind of being teased. She coldly gazed at the doll-faced youth, "Although we don't have to be friends, we are teammates now after all." She pointed to the top of each person's head. Only to see a small green pattern hovering three centimeters above the three people's heads.

It's a little man with his arms open, begging for a hug, which was a very common emoji expression of friendship before Earth came online, and Tang Mo has used it many times. All three of them have this symbol on their heads, and the Black Tower's message before entering the game says "teammate information is loading", so there's a good chance that the three of them are teammates.

The white-collar woman lowered her hand and continued, "Since no one has any desire to get to know each other, let's just get right to the game."

Tang Mo doesn't reject the suggestion, and the baby-faced young man named Blues just looks on with a smile on his face, never giving an opinion.

Perhaps it was the "look at my big pure eyes" ability that worked, the white-collar woman took a look at Tang Mo and didn't think there was anything outstanding about him. Three people do not want to waste time, the white collar woman direct orders: "At present, we do not get the Black Tower's mission hints, but we can not just sit and wait for death. Let's leave this corridor first. There are currently three ways to get out."

She pointed to the left, "There's a door over there," and then to the right, "There's a door over there too."

Finally, she looked behind the doll-faced youth, "And then there's breaking the windows to get out. Of course, it's not impossible if you can break the walls to get out, but I suggest we all go together now and see if those two doors can be opened before we make a choice. How about it?"

Whichever way you think about it, leaving this corridor through the door is the most correct solution. Breaking windows to get out and smashing through walls to get out might result in some bad outcomes. Tang Mo nods, "Well, then we'll go together and look at those two doors first."

No player wants to go alone in a dangerous tower attack game. Going solo is the death FLAG of horror movies; perhaps the player has just walked next to a door and will run into a horrible monster that will devour him.

The white-collar woman looked to the doll-face.

"I don't object." The doll-faced youth said.

The white-collar woman nodded slightly as she walked to the left while saying, "Then we'll start by looking at this fan on the left ......"

"Bang--"

A strong crashing sound suddenly rang out in the narrow corridor, shaking the entire corridor. The white-collar woman was so startled that she didn't even finish her sentence and turned her head to look with wide eyes. Tang Mo also looked at the doll-faced youth in dismay. Even he was unprepared this time, startled by the doll-faced youth's sudden movement.

Under the oozing red moonlight, the doll-faced youth withdrew the fist that had smashed into the window. With a repulsive smile on his face, he said fervently, "Well, it looks like the window can't be broken. We can go watch the door now."

The white woman stared at him, half speechless.

Tang Mo slowly pursed her lips and looked at the doll-faced youth with a few complicated gazes.

Quickly, the white-collar woman angrily said, "Going out the window is the worst option! We are going to see if we can get out through the gate first, and then finally try the window route. In case you break something and cause a bad result, are you responsible for yourself?"

The doll-faced youth said matter-of-factly, "Did it cause anything?"

White woman: "You ......!"

Tang Mo said, "You smashed this window with all your might?"

Dollface was smiling as he watched the white-collar woman move in anger, seemingly finding her amusing. Hearing Tang Mo's words, he turned his head to look over. Only to see Tang Mo looking at him expressionlessly, not showing any anger because of his self-interest, he stared at Tang Mo for half a day and lifted his steps towards the door on the left.

"With all my might."

The baby-faced young man walks in the front, the white-collar woman can't be angry but has to finish the game, so she can only follow. Tang Mo walked at the end of the three. He looked at the back of the doll-faced youth's head from behind, the man also walked with a flippant posture and looked as if he was very unreliable, but from the result of his fist smashing into the window just now, causing the entire corridor to tremble ......

"Very powerful person." Tang Mo made a judgment in his heart while classifying this doll-faced youth into the area of extreme danger.

Luo Fengcheng said that not being afraid of difficult games, tough opponents, and even pig teammates were not the most frightening thing, the most frightening thing was a smart and powerful teammate. The stronger the teammate's ability, the more terrifying the destruction he could cause.

But then Tang Mo thought, "This is a tower-attack game, and if you lose, you die. There shouldn't be anyone taking it as child's play."

In any case, he would keep an eye on the doll-faced youth at all times.

As he walks to the window, Tang Mo quietly reaches out and presses on the stained glass. He walked without slowing down, his fingers pressing hard on the glass at the same time. The glass was tougher than he had expected, extremely hard and extremely tough. To be able to smash this piece of glass to make that commotion just now, the force of this doll-faced youth could not be underestimated.

The three didn't speak again.

Walking over to the leftmost door, the doll-faced youth pulled directly on the doorknob.

It's certainly best to have someone willing to do such dangerous things, and Tang Mo and the white-collar woman stare silently from the sidelines. Dollface pressed the button and the door was deadbolted and could not be opened.

White woman: "Let's go check the other door."

The three of them walked together again towards the door on the right. This time, when the doll-faced youth pressed the door handle, there was a crisp click of the lock and key in the air. He let out a surprised "eep", Tang Mo how to listen to how he did not seem to be surprised at all, on the contrary, his voice with a hint of leaping and joy.

He seemed to be looking forward to what would happen when he opened the door.

The doll-faced youth turned his head for advice, "Open the door and get out?"

The white-collar woman said, "Wait a minute. Just in case something bad happens as soon as we open this door, let's stay away from this door when we open it."

The three agreed to the proposal.

After walking to a stop one meter from the door, the doll-faced youth laughed, "I like doing this kind of thing the most." As soon as the words left his mouth, he raised his foot and kicked the door with a thud. The red wooden door was opened by his kick, and an even longer and more ornate corridor appeared in front of the trio's eyes.

The white-collar woman walked up and took a closer look, "It's okay to come over."

Tang Mo walks over with the doll-faced youth, through this door, and joins the white-collar woman in a second, wider and taller corridor.

Tang Mo's voice was calm and seemingly casual as he said, "What's your favorite thing to do, kick in doors?"

"Of course it is kicking the door, or what do you think ...... it is kicking?" The doll-faced youth laughed.

Tang Mo didn't say anything.

The three of them had just left the corridor filled with oil paintings, only to hear a rumbling sound as the small red door they had just walked through closed behind them. The white-collar woman hurriedly tried to open the door again, but could not pull the door handle. At that moment, a clear child's voice rang out in the big corridor---

"Dingdong! Triggered side quest: within ten minutes, arrive at that glass flower house."