Survivorship Bias

    He even raised his right hand and made a [come here] gesture towards An Wujiu.

    It was interesting.

    An Wujiu glanced at the slender, provocative hand with a fluttering look, then raised his eyes again.

    He stretched out his hand, patted Shen Ti's cheek with a smile, and moved closer to his ear, in a lazy tone.

    "No rush."

    An Wugui's frivolity and danger coexist.

    Just like his purity and kindness, it is also symbiotic.

    Shen Ti's expectation for the altar is to give himself a happy ending.

    But after meeting An Wu Jiao, his goals changed for the first time.

    With An Wujiu, he will get a special kind of happiness that he has never had before, and no one else can give him.

    So Shen Ti also began to pay attention to the game itself, rather than being outside the game.

    Because only An Wujiao survives and he survives, it is possible to continue to obtain this sense of pleasure.

    He turned his head to see if the gate of heaven had disappeared again, but unexpectedly found that the upper end of the entrance of the gate of heaven was originally, and now there are two arrow signs, one pointing west and the other pointing East.

    This is nothing, but the direction of the arrow is opposite to the direction shown by the evacuation map they saw on the first floor.

    Shen Ti with arms around his chest leaned over and touched An Wujiu with his elbow, "Look there."

    An Wujiu didn't do what he said, didn't even look up, grabbed the collar and sniffed the neckline, "I saw it earlier."

    "Really?" Shen Ti was curious about what he was smelling, so he lowered his head and leaned in front of An Wu Jiao, like a large dog attached to its owner, making it peaceful Jiu directly pressed his index finger against his forehead and pushed him out.

    "What do you smoke?"

    "I want to smell it too." Shen Ti was confident.

    An Wujiu felt that sometimes his brain was like that of a seven- or eight-year-old child.

    "It's all the same, just smell it yourself."

    Shen Ti crossed his arms and compared him with a big fork.

    An Wujiu didn't continue to pay attention to him, made a throat cut gesture to him, then turned around alone to face the others.

    In fact, what he said was not just a perfunctory response to Shen Ti.

    Because the smell on his body is the same as that on Shen Ti, it is a very light and bitter almond smell.

    "There are no robots on this floor." Yang Erci looked around and saw that there were no NPCs that would appear on other floors, and there were no unusual decorations and structures.

    "Put them down for now," she suggested. "I think everyone needs a little rest."

    An Wujiu paid attention to the current time at the top right of his field of vision, there are 26 hours left.

    The second and third layers took a lot of time, especially the black mist that was revived in the previous cycle.

    Wu You put Nanshan down against the wall so that he could lean on it. But Nan Shan was even more disappointing than he imagined. He couldn't be trusted without the strength on his body, and his head kept falling to one side along the wall. Wu You had no choice but to sit down and let Nan Shan lean on his shoulder unwillingly.

    "Thank you." Nan Shan said.

    Wu You did not say a word, and hid his eyes under the brim of his hat so that no one could see.

    Forget it, anyway, his peach wood sword saved people.

    Josh agrees with Yang Erci's words, "Yeah, although this is a game, our physical consumption is actually similar to reality. Would you like to exchange some food? Add a little energy?"

    An Wujiu suddenly had a certain premonition, when he turned his head, he saw that Shen Ti had already started eating lollipops.

    "How much sugar did you save in the panel?"

    Shen Ti deliberately opened the panel and showed it to An Wujiu without hesitation, this act was a bit like a child asking for a reward.

    Although An Wujiu didn't feel the need to look, he still glanced at it.

    "32??"

    Shen Ti vaguely said "yes", holding a candy in his mouth like he was holding a cigarette, "There are 20 cigarettes in a pack, which is more cost-effective."

    It took a long time for it to be eaten twice.

    "That's right," Josh thought of something, "It seems that the exchange rights of the three of you in this round of the game are all used to buy weapons."

    He opened his panel and bought a full five kilograms of Russian big liba.

    "Eat this, let's eat it together!" Josh was excited, but found that the bread was too hard to break at all.

    "Ah... I seem to have bought the wrong one." Josh scratched his head a little embarrassedly, his brown eyes widened.

      Nan Shan looked weak and said to Wu You, "Your hand touched my shoulder."

    Setting up Zhong Yirou, Yang Erci found that there were still no NPCs on this floor that gave them tasks or would bring danger.

    She glanced at Wu You, who insisted on continuing to draw the sword in disbelief, "You've drawn the opposite."

    An Wujiu sat on the ground with a smirk, crossed his legs, and teased them maliciously, "Oh, our little You and Daoist brother are really getting closer and closer."

    Shen Ti was holding a lollipop, he didn't look at the client, instead he stared at An Wujiu's profile.

    Brother Taoist, these words were read by him...

    "What?" Wu You pulled out his hand, and his ears were all red.

    Nan Shan smiled and spread out Wu You's tightly clenched hand, making his palm face up, and after a while, the peach wood sword flew out by itself.

      The situation appears, and with their current situation, they will not be able to cope.

    "Speaking of which." After eating something, Nan Shan felt her physical strength recover a little, "Do you have a feeling that what happened here is what you have experienced in reality. "

    As soon as he finished speaking, An Wujiu realized that Yang Erci, who was chewing bread, paused for about two seconds before continuing to eat calmly.

    This reaction is nothing to others, but it is a problem for Yang Erci, who has never been emotional.

    Which one is she related to?

    An Wujiu first ruled out the deformed child caused by the rainbow herbicide. Although Yang Erci is familiar with this matter, she will not be a victim, nor does she seem to be intersex.

    He looked up again and observed Yang Erci's face.

    An Wujiu predicted her to be Chinese mixed with Russian blood.

    Now it seems that there is a high probability of Ukraine.

    "Are there none?" Nan Shan finally spoke up and confessed to others, "I thought everyone would have the same situation, because in reality I am an abandoned child of surrogacy."

    Wu You's expression changed.

    "Can't you see?" Nan Shan smiled, "I was adopted by my master, and I heard that I was directly thrown on the roadside, and my master came out at night to throw garbage By the way, I took a walk and picked me up." He said very lightly, as if he was telling a story, with a smile on his face.

    "And then he took you in?" Josh asked.

    "Actually, he didn't want to support me at first." Nan Shan smiled, "He said he couldn't even support himself, and now people like Western religions, Taoism is on the decline, and even look at Feng Shui There are fewer people, and it’s not easy to support the family, so I planned to close it and do tarot divination for others.”

    Wu You's face collapsed at once, and she finally knew who this guy learned his unreliability from...

    "It's just a coincidence that the night before he met me, he did the math and said that he must have an apprentice in his life, but he didn't believe it. The next day picked me up."

    "Wow." Josh is a pure Westerner, curious about the mysterious religious magic of the East, "Your master sounds like a very handsome man."

    "This...he's a little old man with a beard of 1.7 meters long. It's a matter of opinion." Nan Shan explained euphemistically, and continued, "After picking me up, he took him to a black clinic. My friend gave me a test. I didn't expect that my closed disciple was a sick child with insufficient fetal uterus and strange narcolepsy. Most importantly, the doctor said that it was based on the marks on my body. Someone had already done a genetic test on me. already."

    An Wujiu rested his cheeks with his hands, with a sarcastic smile on the corners of his mouth.

    It seemed that I was dissatisfied with the cut out, so I did a special inspection, and felt that there was no need to keep it, so I threw it away.

    If these things are heard normally, he is just listening to them as a story, but now that they are in the game, it is reasonable to say that players should be randomly matched.

    But the players in the game have some overlapping experiences with the settings of the game itself.

    It's not that simple.

    "How do you know you were conceived by a surrogate?"

    Nan Shan wiped the small wooden sword in her hand with her sleeve, "According to my master, the swaddling clothes on my body seem to have the name of a surrogacy company printed on it, called proxy, Procy."

    The name is simple and easy to understand, so I just call myself a surrogacy company.

    An Wu Jiu wanted to ridicule, but suddenly felt that the name of this company was very familiar.

    Shen Ti wanted to ask something, but An Wujiu suddenly grabbed his arm.

    In this state, his expression rarely became serious, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was recalling something.

    "The hospital we went to last time, when the query screen was opened, there was a hospital related to the system, and there was this one."

    "Proxy..." Shen Ti also seemed to recall, "Their logo is in the shape of a rainbow arch bridge."

    Things suddenly became weird. The rainbow levels, surrogacy factories, and backgrounds of gamers that appeared in the game could be linked together to point to a real company.

    Shen Ti also found that since Nan Shan talked about this topic, Yang Erci's expression and attitude became slightly abnormal. At the beginning of this game, she has never been in a daze for a moment, she has always been focused and calm.

    But she is not as big-hearted as Nanshan, and it seems that she is not easy to open her heart.

    An Wujiu vaguely felt something was wrong and asked Nan Shan, "Are you in Philadelphia now?"

    "Yes." Nan Shan nodded and put away the unfinished bread, "I was abandoned in Philadelphia."

    An Wujiu added, "Your biological parents are Asian, and it should not be difficult to find them in Procy."

    Because he has stripped most of his goodwill at this time, he has no awareness that he is uncovering the scars of others, and his words are very straightforward.

    "Why don't you go to them?"

    Nan Shan hasn't answered yet, Wu You, who has been silent, actually speaks before him.

    "Abandoned on purpose, what if I found it?"

    Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Josh immediately changed the subject with a smile, "Good job, this bread should be mixed with some water, I forgot."

    As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Erci took out a bottle of water, which she redeemed with the exchange opportunity of this round.

      Although the wound on the back of her neck was wrapped in a hairband, the blood that had flowed before had almost soaked through the fabric.

    "Instead of discussing this here, it's better to get out alive." She stood up indifferently.

    There is a problem.

    An Wujiu rests his chin with his left hand and draws a circle on the ground with his right hand, seeing the people around him stand up with Yang Erci one by one, but he is too lazy to move.

    "Don't go?" Shen Ti touched his foot with his foot.

    An Wujiu raised his face, looked at Shen Ti standing on his right side, shook his head lazily, like a cat.

    "I'm sleepy and want to sleep." After that, he lay down on the ground, his limbs loose, his eyes closed, as if nothing had anything to do with him.

    After closing his eyes, An Wu Jiu connected these trivial details in his mind.

    There was a problem with that hospital from the very beginning. He clearly remembered that his mother was there, but he couldn't find her information at all.

    The hospital and the surrogacy hospital where Nanshan was born are of the same origin. If you go to the higher-level company to check, you will definitely find something.

    He vaguely heard footsteps and felt that Shen Ti was probably leaving, so he quietly opened his right eye and took a look.

    There is no one on the right.

    But as soon as he turned his head, he saw Shen Ti squatting in front of him, guarding him like a big cat.

    “What are you doing?” An Wujiu blinked.

    "It's not safe to sleep here alone." Shen Ti squatted and tilted his head at him.

    More like a cat.

     Hearing what he said, An Wu Jiu chuckled lightly, turned over and faced Shen Ti.

    Then stretched out his hand, leaned in, and held Shen Ti's exposed ankle.

    "You seem to have made a mistake."

     Fingertips trace the shape of his bones

    "I am the most dangerous creature on this floor."