The Survival Game on the Tip of Your Tongue

The glutinous rice balls painted a long time ago, the picture quality is low and the image is biased... But the paintings are all done. Jpg

I accidentally saw a sentence: "Echo" in Greek mythology. Echo is a forest goddess. Hera, the wife of Zeus, was jealous of the beauty of the forest goddess Echo, which made her lose her normal speaking ability and could only repeat the last three words of other people's words. This is how Echo later became "Echo" "If you never forget, there must be an echo" (deleted) So the ECHO eyes are the echo in Tangyuan's heart👌

Today I suddenly found out that the book I have been chasing has been exempted for a limited time. Well... Let me tell you about this book for the book friends who have been reading it for a limited time. The style of this book is similar to "Thriller Paradise". Apart from the differences in writing style, the biggest difference between this book and "Thriller Paradise" is that this book focuses more on solving puzzles about the world view of each dungeon world. As a book with copies as the main plot, the originality and quality of the copies are very important. In addition to borrowing from other IPs in the copy design before it was put on the shelves, this book is basically an original copy after it is put on the shelves, and the quality is quite surprising. Having mentioned the advantages of this book, let's mention the possible shortcomings of this book. Because it focuses on solving worldview puzzles, the presence of numerical values, combat power and the like in this book is very weak, and the overall pace is slow. Therefore, there are relatively few descriptions of battles in this book, which is relatively slow and has no particularly outstanding exciting points. But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is... The author's updates are really slow (laughing) After talking about the characteristics, advantages and disadvantages of this book, let me say a few words to those who are interested in this book. Before this book was put on the shelves, it might be because the author had not found his own style, and the articles were generally a little stuck in the mainstream style of online articles. However, this phenomenon improved significantly after it was put on the shelves. It happens to be free of charge for a few days. I personally recommend new readers to read the first section after it is released, "Infection". From this section, you can also have a certain understanding of the style of the entire book. As an aside, when I first read this section, I was really surprised by the twist at the end... Finally, although no matter what I say, it cannot change the fact that this book is a niche book, but I believe that if you have the patience to enter the world of this book, this book will definitely not disappoint you (laughing)

How should I put it? First of all, this is the first book I have ever paid to read. Not that popular, but really nice. The author is a very attentive reader. He has done what I have wanted to do countless times but failed to do: write a book that is fun, willful, arbitrary, joyful, and belongs to me. There are all kinds of little Easter eggs in the book, from many different places, some have been discovered, some have not yet been discovered. But every time I find one, I smile. To be honest, I really like this kind of truth, goodness and beauty between people in such an environment, the joy and satisfaction when eating, the feeling that overflows from the book and flows into my heart. I also like the whimsical and unconstrained ideas in each story. The author never digs holes randomly, every story has a beginning and an end, and all the truth will be revealed. There is no saying that a story will be finished when it reaches 90 progress and never be told again. I don't force the author to update, I just ask the author not to give up. I hope the author can live a happy life, and finally change the ending sentence in the book: Author: I hope you can do what you want to do.

I thought I was a child, but when I looked down, I was already an adult. I thought I was a man, but when I looked down, I seemed to be wearing women's clothes. I pulled up my clothes and took a look, relieved, I am a man. The clothes are not mine. But this does not mean that the situation on site has improved. I am in a room full of feminine scents. Here are women's clothing, women's shoes, women's perfume, cosmetics. One female is missing. Anyway, it's not me. I started walking out. I looked down and saw that I was wearing a pair of slippers. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a men's style. I walked a few steps and felt a little dizzy when I stood at the door. I sat down holding the door. Everything went dark. I fumbled my way to the window, not planning to go down. My eyes are not healed yet. Most of my body leaned out, and I almost fell to the ground. Yes, on the second floor. This is a tall villa. I am in a bedroom. There is no one else in this house except me. Looking down from the window, there are pedestrians, streets, shops, and supermarkets. There is also a constant flow of cars, traffic lights, and cameras. Nothing is missing here, it looks normal here. I thought so at first, and I plan to keep thinking so. Until one day I was so hungry that I didn't find any food in the house. I also didn't find any electronic equipment that could communicate with the outside world. Mobile phone, computer, notebook, pen, nothing. There are no refrigerators, freezers, electricity, microwave ovens, or rice cookers. To be precise, I couldn't find anything here except some daily furniture. Maybe my exploration ability is too poor. But I did read it from beginning to end, top to bottom, inside and out. I remember that I have never been a thief, but I am indeed more skillful than a thief. I don't know how to explain it, and there's no one here who can explain it to me. I'm a little bored. I don't know how many days have passed. I just feel that nothing has changed anywhere, and it seems that everything has changed. Because no matter when I look, outside the window and inside the house is what I first saw. It seems like nothing has changed. Also because I am only in the house no matter what time, I can't see the whole picture outside. It also disrupts the layout order and layout of the room. This place is no longer what it was originally because I am here. I don't remember what it was like in the beginning. It seems like a long time has passed. I look at the calendar, I look at the weather, I look at the people downstairs. It seems that only a few days have passed. I can't count them anymore. I was a little sad, so I opened the door to go out, this time it was the main door. I walked to the street and someone saw me, and their expressions were strange. People who knew each other were whispering in front of me. I want to shout loudly and ask them, are you biting your ears? However, the fact is that I returned to the house silently, locked the door, closed the windows, and drew the curtains. I don't plan to go out again. I am even sadder now than before I went out. I cried for a while and then fell asleep. When I opened my eyes, there was darkness in front of me. This time it is not a problem with my body, but a real physical problem. Someone covered my eyes with something. Actually, I prefer to believe that they put a sack over my head while I was sleeping. Otherwise why can't I see it? I don't seem to be in the house anymore. I felt it, I was in a car. This is a car that feels very familiar. I was not the only one in the car, and the car was filled with the smell of medicine. I don't know how to describe it. Can I say that I felt relieved when I smelled this disinfectant? Can I say that when I smell the medicine around me, I think there is a doctor there? I don't know anything, it's all guesswork. It turns out that my guess was right. Is this car a hospital ambulance or an outbound ambulance? According to them, someone saw me going out and made a phone call, so the car came. "What did they say?" I asked them. "It seems that someone has not been out for a long time and looks sick." The doctor ignored me, so the nurse said to me. I don't really believe it, but they all said so, so I can only believe it. In fact, it is doubtful. This is a mental hospital. Not a mental hospital. Should I feel lucky? Should I feel lucky? Should I feel gentle? They did not directly call the police on Yao Yao Zero. They did not take me directly to the police station. They didn't open the door directly, they rushed in, beat me, and then threw me out. They didn't drag me directly into the garbage dump and cover my facial features with garbage bags until they killed me. Well, this is indeed something to be happy about. I just think this is a happy thing. And stayed here. I often walk around the yard. No. I stayed in the ward most of the time, lying on the bed I was very satisfied. Three meals a day are delivered here, and nutrition is guaranteed. There are doctors and nurses everywhere here to check your physical condition at any time. There are also many medicines you can take and many instruments you can use. There are patients everywhere here, of all kinds, and they can see whatever they want. What a joyful thing. That's what I think, yes. Until one day, when I was basking in the sun in the corner, I saw a certain person. The reason why I said it was someone is because I couldn't remember it for a moment. What was his... Name? Let me think about it, it seems to be related to a kind of Lantern Festival food. He is the protagonist in a book I have read before. He seems to have an electronic eye that often flashes blue like glaucoma. He is a dead man. He is very smart. He has a companion named Gouzi. Should it be a term of endearment or a nickname? In short, they are almost the same. I remembered. The name of the book is "The Survival Game on the Tip of the Tongue". The protagonist's name is Tangyuan. The correct name is Tang Yuan, probably. I can't remember clearly. I hid on the edge and secretly watched him. He seemed to have seen me. It seems like I didn't see it. He doesn't pay attention to me. Maybe in his eyes, I'm not worthy of attention. After all, he is just a marginal figure in a corner. I have always been so self-righteous. It seems that I used the wrong word. It doesn't matter. Since I got mentally ill, I have become more energetic every day. I can actually see Tang Yuan today. What a long time to see you.

The author did a test to investigate the popularity of the plot. Friends who came over could help test it. Thank you. Question 1 Which of the following is your favorite? Question 2: Which of the following is the most boring? 1. Decrypt and analyze the plot 2. Daily prank plots 3. Struggles with people within the mission 4. Fighting plot, including the use of natural skills 5. Pretending to slap someone in the face 6. Reversal plot You can select multiple choices. Based on your impression of this book, if you like it, just type a number and reply in the comment area. This will help me better analyze my strengths and weaknesses. Thank you for your help.

10 Coins for the first floor, I hope we can make an alliance before the end of the year

Because the deception line has greatly advanced the main plot (recovering identity), and there is even a scene of Tangyuan's resurrection mission, I always feel that the identity issue is about to be solved, and the newly added variable old man has further improved the restaurant. The characters around Tangyuan have also completed their lives, and it feels like it is about to be completed. Come on, author, there will be two more chapters and eight chapters.

Based on my many years of experience in reading books, when I opened the book and read the recommendation votes, one million words only had 40,000 recommendations, which was not good enough that I almost turned it off. Generally, one million words and 100,000 recommendation votes is considered a qualifying standard, and you can still read it. Relatively new type, a little bit vulgar but not in-depth, just a quick glance, it looks surprisingly good. There is nothing particularly exciting about this book. The story unfolds slowly. The author may be more suitable for the fantasy genre. There is nothing to criticize about the writing style. As an old white guy, I can accept this type of book, but it's a flaw because it doesn't have any good points. Unless it's a master, it's destined to be difficult to gain popularity. Recommended. Personally, I feel that after the story is roughly told, you can consider starting a new book and writing a more enjoyable book. Only a master is qualified to write a slow-burning book. Come on👍

Yunkong was a high school student when he died, but he was an uncle when he appeared. Does this mean that Yunkong, like the protagonist, fell here from other points games after a period of time as a living player? This can also explain why he stopped caring and rushed to upgrade when he knew that the game space was about to be invaded.