Chapter Eighteen What is this word?

  The dark night enveloped him, and An Yi didn't have the heart to indulge in any more sentimental thoughts. At this moment... it had come down to a showdown between needle and awn.

  An Yi believes that the No. 8 cheongsam woman has already put the 'bayonet' on her own back, and as long as she has the opportunity, she will absolutely not go easy on herself.

  Either you die or I perish.

  The rule of nine deaths and one life has destined this cleansing match, where only one person can survive!

  An Yi is not afraid of death, but An Yi does not want to die... If he dies, he will no longer be able to pursue and fulfill the desires in his heart.

  A brief wait, and when the words reappeared on the sheepskin scroll in An Yi's hand, An Yi's face completely darkened.

  Blank (Spy) A new round of identity allocation, An Yi was allocated as a spy again.

  The cleaning game has been going on for 7 rounds so far, but An Yi was assigned the role of spy... this luck is really...

  His complexion changed, taking advantage of a brief gap before the round truly began, An Yi took rapid breaths to calm his emotions.

  It's all messed up, and there's even less hope now!

  $$ Right in the middle of that pile of what seemed like an endless supply of firewood, a fierce flame reignited.

  The flames couldn't dispel all the darkness around, but they brought out the figure of No. 3 Cream Little Birth from the darkness.

  In the last round, No. 2 little girl died, and this round's first expression naturally fell to No. 3 creamy young man.

  Round after round of cleansing, until now, those who are still alive have hardly any panic on their faces.

  Even the somewhat eccentric No. 3 cream youth, due to this frequent shuttling between life and death, had a gradually firm and steady air about him, filling his cheeks.

  This is a growth that has been fostered by the trials of life and death. It's an experience, a process that forces one to grow up.

  The sheepskin scroll belonging to San Xiao Sheng slowly floated up and unfolded slowly.

  Female star.

  Two words represented the expression of No. 3 Cream Little Fresh, his face calm and collected. Despite his pale, handsome face still having a hint of childishness and a strong personality, but...

  Looking at the 99 candles in front of him extinguishing one by one, An Yi knew that he didn't have much time left.

  No. 4 and No. 5 are already dead, No. 3 has finished his statement, now it's An Yi's turn.

  Taking advantage of this brief gap, An Yi's brain spun rapidly.

  Female star? The term "yī huì" expressed by the 3rd generation idol, An Yi wants to distinguish the true meaning of this word, too difficult. But...

  In the darkness, the 'dagger' of the 8th flag cheongsam woman was already pressed against Anyi's back.

  The advantage of being a woman, plus the position of the 8th flag wife behind An Yi, is also an advantage, enough for her to play some tricks after An Yi's statement and put An Yi in a precarious situation.

  At this point, vague and general terms are no longer suitable. If An Yi tries to muddle through like this again, he will inevitably give the 8th flag dress woman a better chance to take action.

  What's wrong?

  An Yi's mind was flashing with various thoughts, his eyebrows furrowed. Even in this instant, a cold sweat involuntarily slid down An Yi's cheek and fell to the side of his neck.

  Suddenly, An Yi's eyes stared at the vocabulary expressed by No. 3 Cream Little Fresh Meat.

  Female star?

  If, if No. 3 Cream Little Fresh's vocabulary has a clear direction of words, then it might be a female star. Then...

  The real vocabulary is unclear, but you can choose to follow the style of No. 3 Cream Little Fresh.

  But simply following the trend is too dangerous. How can we follow this trend?

  Three words floated up in An Yi's mind one after another.

  Since it's following the trend, it has to be inconspicuous, so I can only extend one step further based on the vocabulary expressed by No. 3 buttery young master.

  Female stars often have several commonalities - emotions, scandals and marriage.

  Which term? Emotion? Rumor? Or marriage?

  The term "feelings" is too broad and vague, making it easy for the 8th flag cheongsam woman to find an opportunity to make some small moves again.

  Rumors... Although this term is used by the vast majority of female stars, there are some exceptions. So...

  Marriage? No matter what female star, whether marriage is unimportant, but the problem of marriage, however, is absolutely a concern to people.

  Taking advantage of this gap, An Yi did not delay any further and wrote two characters on the sheepskin paper scroll in his hand.

  Marriage.

  An Yi had just finished writing when the figure of the 3rd generation's young master retreated back into darkness.

  As An Yi's figure appeared, his sheepskin scroll floated up, and the two characters written on it were also revealed.

  His face was calm and quiet, and An Yi could only pretend for the time being, unable to do anything else.

  Forced himself to maintain his composure until An Yi's figure retreated back into the darkness before he could finally let out a slight sigh of relief.

  But as soon as these words were spoken by An Wei, his face changed color immediately.

  The darkness that had been blocking the figure of the 8th flag's young woman receded, and in the instant her figure appeared, her gaze once again seemed to be looking in the direction of An Yi in the darkness, just like the previous two times. Only...

  Unlike the previous two times, this time the 8th flag cheongsam woman's delicate face was also adorned with that enchanting smile, but in that smile, there seemed to be a hint of insincerity.

  Seeing the smile on the face of the No. 8 cheongsam woman, An Yi's heart skipped a beat. Immediately after seeing the words expressed by the No. 8 cheongsam woman, a thin layer of cold sweat slid down An Yi's cheek.

  Grassland.

  Compared to the female star described by No. 3 Cream Puff, the word "grassland" is quite far apart. If that's all, it wouldn't be enough to confirm An Yi's suspicions, but add to that her sly and flirtatious expression...

  An Yi found out that she... seemed to have made a mistake.

  The figure of the young man in sports clothes with glasses No. 9 appeared as the woman in cheongsam No. 8 retreated back into the darkness, and the sheepskin scroll that belonged to him also floated up at the same time.

  Ice cream.

  Even...the No. 9 glasses-wearing young man in sportswear also slightly turned his cheek and glanced in An Yi's direction in the darkness.

  Alone, the No. 8 cheongsam-clad young woman might not be enough to confirm anything for An Yi, but add the gaze of the No. 9 bespectacled youth in sportswear, and it's more than enough to confirm far too much.

  Really... My identity as a spy has been discovered!

  $$ Female star, grassland, ice cream, what is the connection between these three words?

  Cold sweat uncontrollably slid down An Yi's cheeks as he stared at the candles burning one by one, his brain racing rapidly.

  Which word is it?

  The reflection time is too short, the interval position is too few, and Anyi's current grasp of things is too little. It is difficult to analyze the true vocabulary through this, which is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

  Time did not stop, still flowing bit by bit, and finally the figure of No. 9 glasses sportswear youth also retreated into the darkness.

  Three lanterns marked 3, 8 and 9 floated before An Yi's eyes, but his gaze didn't move at all, still staring intently at the bonfire in front of him.

  It's like being in a daze, but more like being deep in thought.

  Sweat had already moistened An Yi's temples, and a hint of impatience inevitably crept onto his cheeks.

  Death, An Yi is not afraid of it, but An Yi does not want to die.

  Man, without desire is strong. Man does not fear death, there can be many reasons, but ultimately it all comes down to one reason, that is, having no pursuit.

  In the past... An Yi was indeed like that. However, upon learning that in this game world, there is a chance to fulfill any wish, An Yi's thoughts had already changed.

  Live on! At least live to win the qualification to fulfill any wish!

  The more you care, the harder it is for your heart to calm down when facing loss.

  Chaos. An Yi found his heart in chaos.

  When the mind is chaotic and restless, how can you think of anything else?

  Time passed slowly yet quickly, and before long, the voting results arrived, and An Yi's figure emerged from the darkness.

  As he stared at the moment when death was about to arrive, An Yi's chaotic inner heart suddenly calmed down.

  As he watched the end approaching, as death drew near, An Yi found his mind empty, all sorts of chaotic and urgent emotions retreated.

  Everything in the past is still vividly remembered, floating on top of An Yi's mind.

  Perhaps this is the moment before death?

  That night, thoughts of his old dad and mom floated in An Yi's mind. The various things that had happened when they were all living together seemed to have occurred just the day before.

  I recall my mother sewing a peony pattern with meticulous care, joking that it was for An Yi's future wedding decoration.

  Remembering the scene of going fishing with dad.

  Even An Yi still remembered when he was a kid, he lied to his mom that he needed money to buy an exercise book, but instead used the 1 yuan to buy an ice pop.

  The chaotic thoughts in his mind all retreated, leaving only the memories that had been hidden deep within An Yi's heart for so long.

  Still, An Yi's heart calmed down once again.

  Give up? No! The wish has not been fulfilled yet!

  An Yi's gaze suddenly solidified, and the memories that made An Yi reluctant to part with were suddenly called off and expelled.

  Can't die yet!

  Life and death, only this moment, but An Yi's brain was frantically running at this moment.

  What is the fastest thing in the world? Some people say it's a car, some people say it's an airplane, some people say... and others say it's light.

  The speed of light may be very fast, but at this moment, if someone asks An Yi what is the fastest, An Yi will tell him - thinking!

  At this moment, An Yi's thinking speed seemed to transcend the limits of time flow.

  All sorts of clues were linked together by An Yi.

  Female star, grassland, and ice cream, the connection between these three words is as if a thread hidden among thousands of threads was suddenly pulled out by An Yi's hand.

  Temporarily set aside the term "female star", what possible connection is there between the two terms "grassland" and "ice cream"?

  Prairie, in connection with ice cream, may be green?

  The grassland is green, and ice cream also has green, such as mung bean sand?

  The term "green bean paste" had just floated into An Yi's mind when it was completely dismissed. The number of words didn't match!

  Inspiration struck, and in that instant, it suddenly flashed into An Yu's mind. It was as if he had been reminded of something in the depths of his consciousness, illuminating his thoughts.

  The memories that had just been forcibly dispersed were once again pulled out by An Yi's overbearing manner.

  Turn it over, turn it over again, and then a memory is fixed in the mind.

  That's... An Yi used to use the excuse of buying a notebook to cheat his mom out of 1 yuan, and then went to buy an ice pop!

  Ice pop!

  This phrase was like opening a floodgate, and An Yi's thoughts poured out.

  A joke about popsicles and female stars floated into Anyi's mind.