I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 127: Breaking Through a Desperate Situation

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Everyone was despairing, lying on the ground like salted fish.

"Am I going to starve to death here before I have time to shine in my life?" Luo Ziping looked at the surrounding surroundings and said with great reluctance.

"I haven't met my idol yet." The clown said with regret.

"Alas, I haven't read enough books." Zong Yongyan looked melancholy.

"I haven't been in love yet." Miao Tian's eyes filled with tears.

"I just got the inheritance, I'm so happy for nothing...this ruins is so deceiving!" Sun Shenglian was so angry that her chest heaved violently, and the waves surged.

An Lin rubbed his eyebrows: "Did you give up so quickly?"

"What else?" Miao Tian looked at An Lin.

All the team members also turned their attention to An Lin.

An Lin's head was also in a mess and he couldn't think of a solution at all.

He slapped his forehead, then lay on the ground, letting out a long sigh, and didn't want to talk anymore.

"Hey, what the hell is this little white ball? It can fire infinitely and is so powerful. Wouldn't it be invincible to use it as a weapon?" After a long time, Luo Ziping complained.

arms?

Unlimited blasting?

An Lin's eyes lit up and he jumped up: "I'm going to do a test!"

He suddenly pretended to be dead, startling all the team members.

An Lin took out a black brick from Najie.

That’s right, it’s the Chaos Alloy Brick!

"The toughest one in the world... it's up to you." He looked at the black brick in his hand with a distressed look on his face.

Everyone looked puzzled as to what the captain meant by bringing out a brick.

An Lin was very nervous. Without the black brick, he would lose the blue sky.

But... in order to survive, I only have to try once...

"Black Brick...let's go!"

An Lin felt cruel and threw the black brick towards the wooden bridge.

The white ball reacted immediately, and a white light shot towards the black brick.

"Boom!"

This space made a loud noise for the first time, and the black bricks were hit by white light, bursting out with strong energy fluctuations.

Immediately afterwards...

The black brick was unscathed!

All the team members were stunned.

An Lin laughed heartily.

Immediately afterwards, the white ball released a stream of white light.

Boom boom boom boom...

The black brick keeps getting hit, but it keeps holding on!

"Let the storm come more violently!"

An Lin saw hope and shouted: "Big! Big! Big! Big..."

The black brick grew in size and became a super big black brick about three feet in size.

As if being provoked, the white ball released white light faster.

The roaring sound continued to echo in the space, but the Chaos Alloy Brick was black and hard, and it still remained unscathed by the white light's attack.

"Okay...so amazing. Brother An, what's wrong with you? You actually ignored Bai Mang's attack!" Luo Ziping was stunned for a moment.

Zong Yongyan was thoughtful, took out a spiritual stone from the ring, and threw it towards the back of the black brick.

A flash of white light flashed, and the spirit stone turned into powder.

He sighed lightly. It seemed that the feature of multi-target strikes still existed.

"What should we do next?" The clown looked at An Lin and asked.

Although the black brick can ignore the attack of the white ball, everyone still has no way to cross the bridge and pour their energy into the white ball.

An Lin sat on the ground with a nonchalant expression and said with a smile, "Wait."

wait?

The clown scratched his head in confusion, and the other team members also looked at An Lin curiously.

An Lin smiled and said: "I don't know what this white ball is, but I believe it cannot have infinite power. No matter how powerful a person is, he has to take a breath after using too many moves, not to mention that it is just a piece of equipment.”

Zong Yongyan also reacted: "You mean to wait until the energy in the white ball is exhausted?"

"That's right." An Lin nodded.

The team members all understood and their hope was rekindled.

Indeed, nothing can attack continuously without taking a breath.

It's not a perpetual motion machine, energy conservation should always be observed.

"But...how long will it take for its energy to be exhausted?" Sun Shenglian hesitated for a moment before speaking.

After hearing this, everyone fell into silence again.

This question is critical!

What if this white ball can fire for ten thousand years?

By that time, there will only be a pile of bones and black bricks that are still being bombarded...

An Lin didn't have any solution for this.

He smiled and said, "This is the only way left anyway, let's just wait."

The waiting time is very boring, so you must find something to entertain yourself.

An Lin took out a board game from Najie.

"Let's play Werewolf!" he suggested.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, what the hell is this?

But soon, after An Lin finished explaining the rules, everyone became obviously interested.

Because there were too few people, An Lin woke up Xiaohong and asked her to transform into another one and play together.

Xiaohong followed the words and took shape.

She was wearing the red dress Xu Xiaolan gave her. For a moment, the red dress was like fire and as gorgeous as a peach blossom.

When Zong Yongyan and Luo Ziping saw Xiao Hong's stunning and sultry look, they lost their minds and stayed where they were.

After a while, they came back to their senses and cast envious glances at An Lin.

Since there are only seven people, the lineup decided by An Lin is:

Two werewolves, three villagers, a witch, and a judge.

The game is divided into two camps, werewolves and villagers.

The villagers use voting as a means to win by killing all werewolves.

The werewolf camp hides among the villagers and wins by killing people at night and voting to eliminate members of the villagers.

The judge is the referee.

The witch can poison people and save people, and is in the same lineup as the villagers.

Except for the judge, no one knows each other's identity.

Even the werewolves only know the identity of their own people, so this game depends entirely on inference and acting.

An Lin was the judge first, and everyone started to get the hang of it after playing a few games.

After that, they began to have a lot of fun.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The background music is the sound of white balls firing cannons and hitting black bricks, which sounds like a happy song and is quite exciting.

Xiaohong is usually a well-behaved flower, but now because of the werewolf killing, she has completely become a drama queen. Everything she plays is like the real thing, making it false and unpredictable, which is simply a nightmare for the enemy lineup.

Even An Lin was shocked, as if he had met Xiao Hong all over again.

Her control of her own micro-expressions and analysis of other people's micro-expressions are simply superb!

In some ways, Xiao Hong is indeed a genius.

After a long time, a figure in white clothes suddenly appeared beside An Lin, startling him.

"Two werewolves, three villagers, and a witch... This lineup is actually not reasonable. After calculation by the main brain, under the same circumstances, the probability of the villagers winning is 46.7649%..."

Everyone looked at Bai Ling in shock, wondering what she meant by suddenly appearing and saying this.

Bai Ling ignored everyone's gaze, with a little excitement in his eyes: "If it is a combination of two werewolves, four villagers, and a witch, the balance of the game will be improved a lot."

An Lin's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he forced himself to calm down: "So what do you mean?"

"Add me one." Bai Ling said.

"I refuse!" An Lin said without hesitation.

Bai Ling: "..."

"Brother An! Have you forgotten what I just said?" Luo Ziping reminded him.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they reacted immediately, all eager to fight.

"Mountain Shaking Fist!"

"Wind Slashing Array!"

"Take my clown's stick!"

"Spiritual Sword!"

"White Absolute Wheel!"

"Red Demon Heavy Punch!"

Bai Ling sighed slightly, and her pretty face was full of helplessness.

Boom boom boom... bang bang bang... da da da... puff puff puff...

Except for Xiao Hong who didn't know why and didn't fight, everyone else was lying on the ground with bruises on their faces...

Three minutes later.

Everyone closed their eyes.

Bai Ling and Xiao Hong opened their eyes and pointed at Zong Yongyan at the same time, and the two smiled knowingly.

An Lin said expressionlessly: "It's dawn, everyone open your eyes."

After everyone opened their eyes, he continued: "Zong Yongyan, you have been killed, give a speech."

Zong Yongyan waved his fan and analyzed the case seriously.

In this way, the eight-man werewolf killing continued in a happy atmosphere...

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