Chapter 948 Complete Despair

Shen Mo's place was just a place to stay. If he wanted to drink hot tea and eat something, he had to enter the doll house.

The last time Yan Qingwen and Zhu Shu entered the doll house, they were still fighting wits and courage with the monsters of spring, summer and autumn. Now they have become real guests. Please enter the living room, sit in front of the warm fireplace, drink black tea and eat snacks.

Zhu Shu said with emotion: "The changes here have been great."

Without those spooky dolls, with flowers planted in the front yard and vegetables grown in the backyard, the place has become warm and cozy, full of the feeling of home.

A chicken walked past the window with its neck shaking, which made Zhu Shu laugh. She asked: "Weiwei, how did you do it? It's like a farmhouse. I think there are fish in the pond?"

While talking, Bai Youwei looked at how many ounces of meat the chicken had, "...it's all thanks to Teacher Cheng. In order to prepare those vegetables and chickens, he specially asked us to bring back a bunch of planting and breeding books. We read them every day, especially Be particular about it.”

Zhu Shu smiled and nodded: "Teacher Cheng must be very careful in his work."

The door to the backyard opened, and Pan Xiaoxin ran back panting, his round face covered with sweat. He greeted everyone: "Hello, brother Yan, hello, sister Zhu. I'm going to take a shower and change clothes."

Zhu Shu teased him: "Xiaoxin works really hard, running like this every day, aren't you tired?"

"I'm not tired!" Pan Xiaoxin answered simply. Although most of his clothes were soaked with sweat, his expression was very relaxed. "Brother Mo said that as long as I insist on running ten laps every day, my physical fitness is no worse than that of adults. Now we are short of people, maybe I’m going to play in the next game!”

There was a child's unique excitement on his face, and he showed no fear at all.

Teacher Cheng, who was busy in the kitchen, also leaned out half of his body, held up a spatula and said: "As the saying goes, when people unite, the mountains will move. A single thread cannot make a thread, and a single tree cannot make a forest. As long as each of us participates, we will definitely win. of!"

"Do you want Teacher Cheng to participate too?" Yan Qingwen in the living room was slightly surprised.

Shen Mo nodded calmly, "Teacher Cheng is willing to participate in the war. Although he is a bit old, after the improvement in the maze, I believe that there will not be much disadvantage in physical fitness. If you happen to encounter knowledge points in the professional field, you will be even more powerful." Advantage."

Yan Qingwen was silent, picked up the tea cup and took a slow sip.

Although Shen Mo said this, he understood that if it weren't for the lack of people, Shen Mo and Bai Youwei would never let an old man and a child take risks.

Yan Qingwen thought about it for a while and finally expressed his intention: "Why do you think Song Mingchuan organized a group of people to move north after giving up the king? With his physical condition... he will probably die on the way."

Bai Youwei glanced at Shen Mo and said calmly: "What else could be the reason? You probably think we can't win. Instead of continuing to invest, it's better to give up as soon as possible and save the remaining resources and manpower."

"Li Li got some documents in the research room." Yan Qingwen said, "The radiation value emitted by the huge diamond floating in the air will increase after each round of battle. The current value is far beyond what the human body can withstand. Limit, if it weren’t for Jigsaw to hold the territory, maybe we would have disappeared.”

Bai Youwei frowned slightly and asked him, "What do you want to say?"

Yan Qingwen looked at her, then at Shen Mo, and said in a deep voice: "The battle is so difficult, Song Mingchuan always insists on supporting you, no matter how bad his physical condition is, he always holds his breath, because he wants to avenge his son. Suddenly changed his attitude , he must have discovered something again, so he became completely desperate."

"You mean... in the finals, we will die?" Shen Mo asked.

"I can only speculate that there may not be a winner in the final match." Yan Qingwen paused for a while, then continued, "The accurate statement is... no king has ever won the final match before or now."

The people in the living room fell silent, the chickens outside the window cooed, the kitchen was chopping vegetables, and there was the sound of water rushing upstairs...

Zhu Shu looked at everyone and asked hesitantly: "How many other kings are there?"

I'm slowly getting my feelings back...