Chapter 117, isn't it?

Pan Qi

Towards night, Pan Qi felt that her problems were better. She has been like this since she was a child. If she is sick, she will get better when the night is about to fall, and it will get worse when the sun rises again. This is the opposite of ordinary people, so my mother used to think that she was pretending to be ill.

Pan Qi sometimes wondered whether he always wanted to revenge on everyone and could not hold back his hatred, starting from the injustice he suffered when he was a child.

In a word, she got up from the ground in the evening. At this time, Mao Dan was so busy that he couldn't even take a sip of water. After all, it was almost impossible for two people to do it alone. However, Pan Qi also saw clearly that Maodan's technique was much faster than ordinary people, and he was well shudded with some of the rules of half-day burgers, and he could fool some of his diet. Anyway, it was the food of the lower-class soldiers in the half-day burger, and no one would care about what they ate. Pan Qi even suspected that according to the method of hairy eggs, many of the steamed dry food were raw in the middle.

But it doesn't matter. Pan Qi understands that her illness will worsen again tomorrow morning, and it is impossible to get any treatment now. Her condition is serious during the day. If she doesn't find a way to escape, all this will soon be hidden. In contrast, it is really harmless to do something in dry food.

Pan Qi now feels that the fire behind her is a little hot, and the burning sensation makes her back like a thin needle, but it feels so comfortable. In this cold winter, she needs the stove to give her a little warmth, even if it will hurt her in the end.

Pan Qi gently kicked the hairy egg with his foot: "Oh, there's still a little bit to prepare dinner."

Mao Dan did not look back, but answered Pan Qi while working: "I have to wait for a while. I've been busy all afternoon and haven't had a rest at all. Can you get up and help now?"

The way Mao Dan answered the questions suddenly pulled Pan Qi back to the time when she had just arrived at the half-day castle. At that time, no matter what Pan Qi asked, Mao Dan was like this, and he answered while working without looking back, as if Pan Qi did not exist for him.

I don't know why, Pan Qi suddenly recalled these days at this moment, as if in the memory, fear and fatigue slowly dissipated, leaving only the hairy egg working while answering her words. Pan Qi has never been so old to spend so long with people on an equal footing in an environment. She noticed a subtle change in her heart.

This change is very dangerous. Pan Qi bit his lip, which must be because he was sick and his mind was not clear about what would happen. She reluctantly settled down: "It's okay. I feel better now. Let me help you."

When Pan Qi stood up, he felt that his head was heavy and his feet were light, and the burning pain of the fire behind him still appeared on his back like a hallucination, but the warmth slowly dissolved in the air.

"If you still don't wake up, I have to make the food of the new army. Anyway, it seems that you are familiar with that. I guess it doesn't matter if you fool around. Mao Dan did not look back, but Pan Qi imagined his expression, like a child who grabbed the candy through wit, and then the ghostly smile.

You can't treat him as a child or a friend. I allied with him just to use his wisdom to escape from the half-day castle. I don't mind killing him with the last name or other means at the last moment. At this time, Pan Qi seemed to use pain to wake herself up, but she forgot that the pain had just brought her unparalleled happiness.

Pan Qi began to knead the dough, and every move felt difficult. She really wanted to stop and let Mao Dan do all this. As he said, even if there was something wrong with the food of the new army, Huang Hu would definitely help round it. But reason made her continue the work at hand and did not fall down.

"I still remember the 'dead' plan you said, and I want to hear it. According to my condition, even if it is not detected, if there is no treatment at all, I may not live for more than ten days in such a cold situation. Pan Qi confided her situation. The implied meaning in her words is that if I die within ten days, you can't escape from the castle for half a day. That's all you have left. It's up to you.

"Well, I can tell you the plan, Pan Qi. But I have my concern that in the alliance between the two of us, you have the power to really kill people. This is your chip, and my chip is just a little resourceful ability. If I completely tell you the content of the plan, you can kick me away and run away alone. After all, it is much easier for one person to escape than two people. So I will only tell you step by step, and after this step, I will tell you what to do next. You should be very reassuring about my strategic level. With your shrewdness, you won't find a useless person to form an alliance, will you?" Mao Dan suddenly turned his head and showed Pan Qi a facial smile like a puppet, and then quickly turned his head and continued to work.

"Then how can I trust you?" Pan Qi was so serious that she stopped rubbing the dough in her hand and turned to face the hairy egg: "My chip is that I can kill people again. You can use me to kick me away and run away alone after killing this person. It will be difficult to form an alliance if you don't tell me the plan. Although I am seriously ill, I can still rely on my wisdom to fight. Even if I can't successfully escape from the castle for a long time, I can pull someone and go on the road with me. Pan Qi licked her lips, hoping that her threatening words could bring fear to the hairy egg. But after saying this, Pan Qi felt a little lack of confidence. This threatening sounded like no fear as imagined, but more foiled his powerlessness.

"This is also easy to do. Since you are afraid of losing the amount of killing, we can make an agreement. When I ask you to kill someone, I will tell you the whole plan. In this case, it should be a fair agreement, isn't it?" Mao Dan ignored Pan Qi and just spoke to himself, just like his words, just to the dough in front of him.

"Okay." Pan Qi thought for a moment, so that in any case, the initiative was in his own hands. After all, it is impossible for Maodan to know whether he has begun to commit murder, which means that it is completely possible for him to have the whole content of the plan and the last opportunity to kill at the same time. At that time, the initiative is completely in his own hands.

isn't it?

A long silence between the two. At this time, the room was full of various cooking sounds. Pan Qi felt that his sweat kept dripping on the dough, and his whole body felt a sense of collapse. After a hundred years of work, dinner is finally ready. Pan Qi exhaled gently and sat directly on the ground, still leaning against the stove, enjoying the happiness brought by the burning pain.

Mao Dan wiped his hands and then squatted beside Pan Qi. I found that you are in a better spirit at night. I can't do many things now. In order to prevent others from discovering your illness, most of our actions choose to be carried out after nightfall. The first step in executing the plan tonight. While talking, Mao Dan cut off a dead grass in his hand, and the slight broken sound matched the decisive narrative of Mao Danjue, which sounded like a drummer beating Pan Qi's heart.

"Okay, you can say it." Pan Qi was a little far away from the fire, so that she could take part of her attention from the happiness brought by the fire and pay attention to the plan of the hairy egg.

"First of all, the summary of your activities yesterday. After removing the official yesterday, you don't seem to have said anything about the fat man in blue and the black-faced butcher. Now that more than a day has passed, it is time to ask for power. The purpose of your trip is to build a sense of authority in their hearts. But remember, don't make random promises. In half a day, easy promises will be regarded as false, and false promises are like dead grass and worthless. Remember, what you want is power. I'm not good at talking. I believe you can do it well. You can go now. Remember, don't promise, get power. Mao Dan bit the words "pro promise" and "power" very seriously. Pan Qi heard that Mao Dan wanted to take the initiative.

Yes, yesterday morning's compromise was just hoping that they could listen to themselves. Since death has come as promised, how can the person who can manipulate everyone's life be like a humble person and bowing his noble head? This is indeed a blind spot in my thinking.

"Go now, now is the best time. Just after work, your pathology is easily understood as tired, and it will be difficult to hide it after a while. The hairy egg urged.

Pan Qi nodded, and the hairy egg was meticulous. He could even think of this. Indeed, this was the best way to hide it. She tried her best to stand up and looked at the hairy egg. He had huddled up, as if he didn't want to do it, and it was clear that he would not have any more conversation with him.

Pan Qi turned around and immediately understood the intention of Maodan. While she stood up, many eyes were already staring at her at the same time. There is no doubt that if she talks to Maodan again at this time, she will be seen by these people. Hairy eggs hidden in the dark will bring greater benefits to this alliance. As for the conversation with Mao Dan just now, Pan Qi thought about it. At that time, it was still working time and should not be eye-catching.

I talked to the fat man in blue first yesterday morning, but this time I still came to him first. Pan Qi made up his mind, looked up at the direction of the fat man in blue, forcibly stabilized his body, and walked step by step to the corner where the fat man was located.

Pan Qi felt that her eyes were constantly increasing, but she knew that she could not look back at this time. The premise of the power required was that people who were calm and trembled would never be able to grab the heavy scepter.

The fat man in blue saw Pan Qi coming and did not stand up, but still sat, as if he hadn't seen Pan Qi. This embarrassing scene must be broken.

"It seems that someone wants to book their death time in advance." Pan Qi tried to speak in a tough tone and pressed her hand on the wall next to her. Her body was very weak. She felt that she could not stand for a long time and must seize every opportunity to save her physical strength.

The fat man in blue raised his head. Pan Qi noticed that he raised his head a little quickly. It seemed that the fat man in blue was also afraid of this kind of death-related notice.

Fear of Billy's sword is even more hurtful. He knows it's easy to be afraid.

"Pan Qi, your notice has come true, and in full view of the public, you have proved that you are the one-eyed male pet." The fat man in blue said this with a treacherous smile. Obviously, the identity of male pet cannot be respected enough even in this hell.

Pan Qi instantly figured out the logic of the fat man in blue: since Pan Qi can predict death, it means that her relationship with the one-eyed leader has been determined. However, in this case, Pan Qi is still working in a gang room. It means that her position in the one-eyed leader is also relatively limited, and this limited position is probably not enough for Pan Qi to take away other people's lives at will.

The fat man in blue is a kind of temptation. If he doesn't respond enough under the temptation of this smile, he will be sure of this result. Then the effect received by Pan Qi is only temporary safety. The fat man in blue will not touch himself, but power, sorry, there will be no star.

The hairy egg is really smart. He said that he must ask for power. When I heard it just now, I felt a little nonsense. Now that I think about it, it is really the top priority in the conversation.

Pan Qi's movements remained unchanged. She did not overreact to this fleeting smile, but said plainly, "The dead man is the leader of the new army. Do you really think that a man who wants to murder his superior will show that he is a male pet who has a trivial status and can't give him any help?

Yes, as long as this sentence can break the logic built by the fat man in blue. After the logic is overturned, the process of re-establishment can be led by me. After all, only I can clearly see the future death. Pan Qi made up his mind.

"You are not a male pet, so who are you?" The toes of the fat man in blue moved a little, because the fat man in blue was sitting, while Pan Qi was standing, looking clearly from top to bottom.

The slight movement of the toes means that he wants to stand up. Good, he has wavered, but there is still something missing.

"It doesn't matter who I am. Yesterday morning, I told you that I was the male favorite of a fat man in blue, and I just wanted to let you continue to listen to what I said in this way. Then I killed his boss just to tell you how my identity could be a humble male pet. Remember, fat man, I am a person who can predict death. A dark red comet has risen in the eastern sky, and the sword of the gods will sweep the world. Only I can decide who can survive. You have two choices, to return to the bloody sword, or to prepare to smear your blood on distant stars. Pan Qi was shocked by what he said. Sure enough, he was sick and confused, and unconsciously connected himself with the comet he saw last night. However, only the power of immortals can make these people living in hell have wild worship.

"Pan Qi." The face of the fat man in blue was tight, and his eyes seemed to fly out. His eyes seemed to penetrate Pan Qi's clothes and see her internal organs clearly. I want to ask you one last question. I checked your origin. You were kidnapped in Erlongshan, and then no one paid the ransom, because you arrived here because of the skill of making pasta. So, if you are a messenger of God, why do you come here to suffer? You can also complete your mission outside the room.

The most critical moment has come. Pan Qi has never thought about this question, because it is too difficult to answer. She is even naive and artificial. The fat man in blue will complete the explanation of this problem by herself, but now it seems that victory or defeat can kill the camel of the fat man in blue as long as this last straw.

"Because." Pan Qi said word by word, in fact, he is also gaining enough time to think for himself: "If a hunter wants to kill a group of wolves, he'd better be the hardest pathfinder in this group of wolves, so that he can clearly grasp the activity rules of the wolves and then kill them as a hunter. The god of blood wants to kill many people with divine power every day, and we God's messengers are to help the god of blood, set goals, and save divine power if possible. Don't you think the cook who makes staple food is the most dangerous? Everyone in the half-day castle will eat pasta. In fact, without relying on divine power, I can easily decide the survival and death of the whole copycat. This is my answer. In addition, my task has been completed and I will soon withdraw from the half-day castle. This is useless news.

Pan Qi finally said his real plan, hidden in a false boast. Because she believes that freedom is the most powerful for people living in hell. Pan Qi did not promise to bring freedom to the fat man in blue, but gave him a little hope, which was far better than a direct promise.

Maodan is really right. This kind of promise that does not appear gives people ** power is unparalleled.

"You mean we are all poisoned?" The voice of the fat man in blue was very small, and there was some trembling inside.

There are serious loopholes in the food management of the half-day castle, and there is no safety monitoring at all. Because it is impossible for cooks to have toxic drugs here, and monitoring is too waste of time. Each team took turns to take the white case to do the interview, and the man of the room also had the opportunity to eat it. From Pan Qi is in charge of the white case to now, except for the leader of the half-day castle, everyone else should have eaten the pasta she made. Although there is no poison, how can the fat man in blue not know the chronic poison in the play?

"I didn't say anything." Pan Qi hugged her shoulder. She knew that she needed to stand up and ask, "Now you tell me whether you want to follow me or die?"

Yes, there is no promise, only power.