Game Invasion: The male and female protagonists are in love, but I am secretly stealing their homes

Chapter 1293

Mist Blade: "Ahhhhhhhh!"

Maple Syrup: "Ahhhhhhh!"

Fat Goose: “Ahhhhhh!”

Mist Blade: "Look! That's my best friend!"

Maple Sugar: "We live on the same tree tower!"

Fat Goose: "We eat and go to school together every day!"

The three cubs looked at each other, clenched their fists and screamed. Mist Blade, who was sitting in the middle, shook his head back and forth, shouting at the maple syrup on the left for a while, and then shouting at the fat goose on the right for a while. He was very busy.

The audience members in the same row who seemed to have turned from fans of Moonlight Wetlands to haters all stared at the screen.

The fat goose patted the blood elf sitting next to him several times: "See it?! See it! Moonlight Wetlands!"

The blood elf looked coldly at Fatty Goose's hand, then at the leather armor that had just been maintained in front of the door: "You don't want your hand anymore, right?"

The fat goose sat back down, hugging its paws, and moved uneasily towards Mist Blade, only to be pulled back by the latter's tail.

Black Cat asked, "What's the Moonlight Wetlands like now? Can we kill our classmates like this?"

What does that mean? Fat Goose immediately retorted: "Why not?! Those two were the first to start."

Maple Sugar also said: "That's right!"

The black cat rolled its eyes. "I didn't say she was wrong."

The Minotaur smiled and said, "You did the right thing. In fact... you did a great job."

A decisive counterattack, a ruthless killing, not even giving the chance to retreat midway, even to students from the same school.

And all of this is happening on the biggest screen.

Even though she had just been on the top 100 live broadcast screen for less than ten minutes, the cheers and applause she won were comparable to those of Feng Ji who had fought her way up.

——"Well done, Phoenix!!"

A strong man in the row in front of them raised his hands and shouted.

Mist Blade & Maple Syrup & Fat Goose:?

At the top of the long river, Tian Hu Haoqi propped up his chin and said to the wailing:

"That child goes to the SSS class every day. I have to teach her at least 10 days a month. That's more time than her tutor spends teaching her. Who is her tutor? It seems like he's dispensable. It would be better if I could be her tutor."

The wrinkles on her wailing face were wrinkled, and she complained: "...Keep your voice down, I'm not deaf!"

……

Game countdown: 5 minutes and 29 seconds.

Yu Xunge was moving around underground, and the sound of alarms and city-wide announcements could be heard overhead.

"A criminal disguised as Caracalla robbed the bank vault and stole over a hundred thousand! We will reward anyone with information with ten thousand Alliance crystals. Capturing the criminal alive will reward fifty thousand Alliance crystals and grant him official citizenship."

Official citizen?

Yu Xunge hid in the shadows, playing with the clock he had just acquired, [Time is Running Out], a very interesting and curious item.

Individual competitions, fun competitions, and team competitions have been closely related in previous years.

This formal citizenship certificate is likely to affect the difficulty of the individual competition.

Do you want to get this identity?

Or ask the question in a different way.

Does she want to win the individual championship this year?

There are still 9 minutes left, and she can hide until the end. As long as she is not surrounded and attacked by more than 250 players at the same time, with the little snowman in her hand, the championship of the fun competition is almost in her pocket.

But what if 10 crystals are not enough?

She had already come up with a plan to obtain official citizenship and more crystals, but it was too dangerous. If she was not careful, she would fail and eventually lose the championship of the fun competition.

There was a breathing sound at the end of the sewer, someone was coming to find her.

Yu Xunge raised the dagger in her hand, and the light from the wings illuminated the sword and also illuminated herself, who was imprinted on the sword.

Looking at her own shadow, she thought of Zhuri.

There's a fine line between careful consideration and hesitancy.

She once asked Zhuri, "I'm just like you. When I do something, I think through all the details and deduce the possibility of success and failure. Why do you say you're thoughtful, but you always accuse me of being hesitant?"

What does Zhuri say?

“We both consider the possibility of success and failure, but I focus on the former, while you always think about the latter.”