I, the Great Emperor Fengdu, are you trying to trick me into playing with strange rules?

At the same time, Armin and his party also took action.

"That's where I delivered the letter, Uncle Phone Booth. The

Kimchi Country player said with some apprehension and fear.

Directly in front of it, a lonely old red telephone booth stood there, and the silence was so overwhelming that it felt a little oppressive.

"There is only one telephone booth, what about the owner of the letter?"

the people from the outside world looked at this scene, and did not know why.

They could only feel the eerie atmosphere, infecting them through the light curtain.

"Okay, don't worry, there will be no problems in our big kimchi country, with Dr. Almin leading the team, the mission will definitely be completed. "

Yes, Dr. Armin, the hope of our Great Kimchi Country is in your hands!" The people of Kimchi Country

are a little nervous, but generally trusting.

After all, they can only entrust the country's hopes to others.

As for the strange story....

I really can't... Forget about direct immigration, as long as there is kimchi to eat, where is not the country of kimchi!"

"Park Jung-hyun, go."

Armin said calmly, staring at the red phone booth with her pale blue pupils.

"Huh

?" "Shouldn't you send it for me?" The

Kimchi Country player was obviously stunned, and it seemed that he hadn't turned a corner.

Renault on the side was angry and funny.

"I helped you deliver the letter, but I didn't say that I would deliver it to the hand instead of you.

"Besides, in your taskbar, it's forbidden for others to send it for you.

Renault had seen through that for a long time, but he agreed with it because it was necessary.

Moreover, Armin, as their brain, can't have an accident

, so as long as it doesn't involve himself, Renault will firmly stand on Armin's side.

Most of the players from other countries also took a wait-and-see attitude, some jokingly and some pitiful, but in general, no one spoke up.

In other words, everyone maintained a silent tacit understanding.

The first to deliver the letter will bring them valuable experience.

The players of the Kimchi Country blushed, looked at these people in front of them, and trembled with anger, and asked angrily:

"Since you want us to send it ourselves, why do you want to gather us together?"

Looking at Armin's back, he was no longer so blind.

"Park Jung-hyun, calm down.

Armin withdrew his gaze from the phone booth and said coldly.

"I bring people together to better respond to emergencies.

"I never said I could get you 100% out of here, I've always been accurate, the probability of us surviving is 76.33%.

"Nothing is absolute, only with enough intelligence can the best results be obtained."

"Insufficient intelligence only brings a vague future. "

Park Jung-hyun, it's time for you to deliver the letter.

As Armin's words fell, Renault took a step forward with an unkind expression, and even with the rest of the players from all countries, he tacitly moved forward to surround the players of the Kimchi Country.

Armin was right, someone had to try and make mistakes.

Compared to these people, who are sent to death like headless flies, it is better to let one person make a sacrifice in exchange for an increase in everyone's survival rate.

The kimchi country player's face turned pale in an instant, and he could only tremble and point at these people with his fingers, and fell to the ground in the process of retreating.

"Park Jung-hyun, go ahead, if something happens to you, the next Kimchi Country player will be taken care of by us.

Armin's pale blue pupils looked at him quietly.

Every sentence seemed to hit his heart, constantly forcing him to deliver the letter...

Park Jung-hyun... It's time for you to deliver the letter!"

The people of the Kimchi Country in the outside world also fell silent.

Everyone's indignation at the beginning turned into silence.

"Otherwise, let him try and make mistakes, so that our next player can be taken care of. "

Hmm... Park Jung-hyun, the kimchi congress remembers your efforts, so go ahead.

"Sending a letter doesn't have to be a real accident, isn't it good to send a letter to the dragon country next door... Go ahead, Park Jung-hyun. "

Although the outside world cannot reach the world of strange talk.

But Park Jung-hyun understood after listening to Armin's words.

I can only go and deliver the letter...

If he doesn't send it, these people in front

of him won't let him go, and if he doesn't, the people of Kimchi Country won't let go of his family.

He really wanted to resist, but in this way, the kimchi country would only disappear faster.

The rules of the strange talk make it clear that after his death, there will be the next player.

His life has long been out of his control.

The Kimchi Country player choked up, choked up and laughed again.

Stumbling to his feet, he took out the letter to the phone booth and walked towards the old red phone booth.

Armin looked at this scene, his expression gradually became solemn, and his pale blue pupils flickered wildly, as if he was calculating something.

Players from all over the world are also very nervous at this moment, after all, they haven't had any direct contact with the weird.

No one knows what will happen when this letter is sent.

Park Jung-hyun cried and laughed, as if he didn't care about anything anymore, so he just opened the phone booth door and threw the letter in.

All eyes were glued to the letter until it landed in the phone booth.

...

Nothing happened....

Another minute....

Nothing happened....

Renault looked at this scene and frowned,

could it be... Even if this is

completed?What about the uncle who can receive the letter?The

players in Kimchi Country are also in a trance, as if they have realized that they have completed a mission to send a letter, and they also realize that they don't seem to have to die.

The thought of survival frantically reminded him, hurry up!

The Kimchi Country player, who realized it later, hurriedly took his hand off the phone booth and left here immediately.

But the moment he let go of his hand, a very strange phone rang suddenly.

"Ding... Bite... Ding"

is like a cassette radio, thinking about it all at once.

And in the old phone booth, I don't know when a vague uncle's back appeared, and his miserable white palm was holding the ringing phone...

"Let's go!"

Armin's face changed, and his pale blue pupils shrank suddenly.

When the people heard this, they did not dare to delay, and fled one after another.

The Kimchi Country player's eyes widened, his body seemed to be disobedient, and he couldn't even tremble, so he could only watch the uncle holding the phone and pick up the phone.

And the moment it picked up the phone, the Kimchi Country player instantly fell to the ground, like a cold sculpture...

In the old phone, there was a terrified voice...

"Help!"

[Kimchi Country player, Park Jung-hyun, deceased] [

Strange talk is coming.] With

the laughter of the strange will sounded, Kimchi Country had countless souls trapped on the phone for a while!

And all of this stems from Park Jung-hyun's death...

"Funny weird. Hua

Wujue, who got an old bicycle from nowhere, happened to pass by here, glanced at the corpse of the player in Kimchi Country with great interest, and then left here.

And his next stop is Grandma Li's house, who likes to look at the sky.