Chapter 52 Think of a way

Author: Shang Xia seeking locks

Chapter 52 Think of a way

the other side.

Shen Kuo was sitting in the yurt, looking at the hourglass on the table, his face pale and his eyes red.

Fu Wei stood nearby, his whole body trembling.

"Ring ring ring"

The red landline phone on the table rang, breaking the dead silence in the yurt. Shen Kuo stretched out his hand and picked up the phone tremblingly. A steady and powerful voice came from the receiver, "How was it? Did the mission go well?".

He opened his mouth several times but no words came out.

The other party asked again: "How was the mission? Did it go well?", his voice was still calm and strong, as if no matter how hard it was, there was no wave in his heart.

Shen Kuo took a deep breath, held the phone tightly, and said in a deep voice: "I haven't come back yet."

As soon as these words came out, Fu Wei, who was standing next to him, could no longer resist. He ran out of Mongolia, knelt on the ground, looked at the gray sky, and shed tears.

Mo Lao, Yang Shuwan, Luo Han, Wei Hu, Captain Fang, and Wang Liang, the voices and smiles of these people kept appearing in his mind, like a slideshow, especially Wang Liang, when he was leaving.

, he repeatedly stated that the risk of this mission was extremely low.

Unexpectedly, he didn't even come back.

What was he like when he died?

I must hate him with all my heart.

The wind suddenly became stronger, mixed with some snowflakes, hitting his face and neck. It was very cold, but no matter how cold it was, it was not as cold as his heart.

Inside the yurt.

Shen Kuo grabbed the phone and sat blankly on the chair, his eyes red, staring straight ahead. After a long time, a heavy sigh came from the receiver, "Arrange funeral arrangements according to the highest standards."

"yes"

He almost yelled this word, and for a moment, he couldn't bear it anymore, put down the phone, covered his mouth, and kept sobbing.

completely annihilated!

A result he never expected.

During the worst times in the past, someone came back, but not this time, not a single person.

He was dead, he was dead, and his heart was about to die.

island.

Wang Liang lay on the golden beach, holding a straw stick in his mouth, holding a mask in his left hand to protect himself from the sun, grabbing the sand in his right hand, watching it slowly flow out from his fingers, and drifted to the sea with the wind.

Everyone has a destination, but he doesn't.

He is a lonely ghost in this world.

A piece of beef jerky appeared in front of me.

"Eat some!"

“Not in the mood, can’t eat”

"Do you want to starve to death?"

"In no mood"

“Then eat”

Sitting up, she took the beef jerky from Yang Shuwan's hand, tore off a strip and put it in her mouth, like chewing wax. All the supplies had been gathered together and distributed in quotas. No water source had been found. Now, fresh water is obtained by distilling seawater.

That big sun in the sky, no, it should be called an unknown star, because it is not a blue star, so it is not the sun either.

The star is almost approaching sea level.

The long sea level was illuminated red. The sea surface farther away from the sea level was orange-red, and further away was yellow and light yellow. It was like an oil painting by a famous artist. It was very beautiful, but Wang Liang didn't feel it at all.

So, I even thought this picture was extremely scary.

Because it will get dark soon.

When darkness falls, no one knows what will happen.

Do unknown creatures in this world come out to look for food at night?

What do they look like?

"You must be the one who survives to the end. If my body can still be preserved, remember to collect it for me."

Wang Liang looked at Yang Shuwan, looked at her smiling face, and said helplessly: "Can you still laugh?".

"Why can't I laugh? Anyway, I am also a person in Blue Star. I am also a person in this world. If I die, I will die. At least I will be away from loneliness."

"You don't have any relatives?"

"No, I grew up in an orphanage. It was my master who brought me to Tai Sui. Unfortunately, he died while performing his mission."

Wang Liang said nothing. He thought of his parents. What would they do if they learned of his death?

The white-haired man gives the black-haired man a gift.

The saddest thing is that there is not even a body.

"It's getting dark, let's go into the cabin."

Fang Changshan was still fulfilling his duties as captain. He stood on the beach, and the setting sun shone on his body, turning him into a golden man.

No one said anything, they all walked towards the sailboat silently.

After entering the cabin, he restored the branches covering it and turned on the special fluorescent lights. Fang Changshan took a deck of cards from the cabinet and said with a smile: "Let's play poker for a while. This deck of cards was left by the old ghost. He...".

At this point, his face darkened, he didn't say any more and put the poker on the table.

Mr. Mo, Yang Shuwan, and Wei Hu came closer. Luo Han was still looking at his long sword as black as ink, this time he put it in his hand and looked at it very seriously.

"Wang Liang, aren't you having fun?"

"Not playing"

Wang Liang was lying on the narrow beds on both sides of the cabin, staring blankly at the ceiling, his eyes dull, his thoughts already drifting back to Blue Star.

Suddenly, he heard the sentence "I have four circles."

Circle!

Yes!

Why didn't he think of it? He is a man with a progress bar. He draws a circle to draw a silver vortex, and a yo-yo that can release special effects floats out of it. He has sold 100 million and is still 10,000 times away from being able to do it again.

The progress bar is full.

After the painting is full, will it appear in a silver vortex again? Will it miraculously return to the Blue Star after passing through the silver vortex?

Yes, it definitely will.

If the silver vortex cannot come out of the 100,000 progress bar, then 300,000 will come out. If 300,000 cannot come out, then 500,000 or 1 million will come out.

Wang Liang was like a drowning man who grabbed the last straw and climbed out of bed. After searching, he found a branch that had fallen into the cabin. He sat on the ground and began to draw circles attentively.

Fang Changshan, who was playing poker, suddenly saw Wang Liang sitting on the ground drawing circles and gesturing to the others with his eyes.

Wei Hu turned around and frowned.

After seeing Wang Liang's strange behavior, Mr. Mo and Yang Shuwan's expressions became solemn. The reason why Captain Fang organized everyone to play poker was to relax and not to let everyone have extreme emotions under the pressure of death.

He killed himself before he was truly at the end of his rope.

Well now, the strongest person seems to be crazy.

"Wang Liang, we can still survive with food and water for one week. We will definitely be able to solve the food and water problem within this week. As long as we work together, one year will pass quickly and we will definitely be able to survive.

You, please don’t let your mind wander.”

Fang Changshan spoke very softly, for fear of irritating Wang Liang.

If this guy goes crazy, they probably won't survive tomorrow.

"Don't worry, I'm not crazy!" Wang Liang raised his head and glanced at Fang Changshan and the others. They were as nervous as if they had met the big-eyed monster in the sea. He smiled and said, "I don't have to wait a year, I have already thought of a way.

You go on, don't disturb me."

After saying that, he started to draw circles at a faster speed.

Fang Changshan looked at Yang Shuwan with doubts in his mind. Wei Hu and Mr. Mo also wanted to look at Yang Shuwan. Even Luo Han, who had been looking at the sword, also looked at Yang Shuwan because she had been in contact with Wang Liang for the longest time.

"What are you looking at me doing? I'm not the roundworm in his stomach, so who would know what he is doing!"
Chapter completed!