In fact, without 100% sure, he could not jump from the sky with that little luck.

That's not by luck, it's called life-threatening.

Yi Lin witnessed the end of the world.

I have witnessed the purgatory of corpses everywhere and the city turns into ruins.

He understands the value of life better than anyone in this era.

There is only one fate.

If he dies again, Yi Lin dares not hope that he can be reborn again.

Therefore, when he was just reborn, in order to ensure that he could kill Xiao Yang and seize the qualification of an apostle on July 8, 2121, Yi Lin planned for 832 days.

Throat cut 41,600 times.

Imagine 26 poses.

The brain-support assassination map was 2542 times.

Made 18 final plans.

Everything is just for foolproof.

In Yi Lin's view, as long as there is a plan, preparation, and plans, there will be no accidents.

In theory, this is the case.

Actually...it should be so.

Therefore, this umbrella bag must not be jumped.

Yi Lin suddenly remembered the little luck of 4.0 on her panel.

He had a feeling that if he jumped with this little luck with an unreliable umbrella bag...

Will die.

...

Yi Lin walked through the passage, and the other four people passed by Yi Lin's place to remind him, and they also found the "air ticket" on them, and opened the life box in a hurry.

Just as Yi Lin passed by the man with glasses, she found that there was someone lying next to the man with glasses’ seat.

To be precise, he is a coma.

While the man with glasses opened the life box, he noticed Yi Lin's eyes and waved his hand quickly and said, "No, it's not my business. I don't know him. He just now unbuttoned his seat belt. When the plane shook, he hit the top of the cabin and fainted..."

Sure enough, there was a faint trace of blood near the luggage rack.

Yi Lin didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but after thinking about it, she still approached the unconscious man, snoring and breathing weakly. Although she seemed to be alive, she should be not far from death.

"I found it!"

At this moment, the woman took out a parachute bag, cried with joy, and carried it directly behind her.

Yi Lin looked back inadvertently.

Well, it looks like the same style.

Old parachute bag.

"This parachute bag actually... has written instructions!"

A trace of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes. Many items in the world will be digitized, which is a magical experience for newcomers.

For Yi Lin, who is not surprised, there is naturally no surprise.

When the beauty in professional clothing found the parachute bag, the non-mainstream golden retriever stood up from her seat with a gloomy face.

I saw him holding a helmet... and a life jacket.

It looks like a motorcycle rider's helmet.

What's the use in this situation?

Landing with your head?

As for life jackets...

I could think of it with my toes that without a parachute, jumping down in a life jacket can only make the body float.

No wonder the golden retriever's seal hall is black and has hidden bad omens.

The hunchbacked old man found a life jacket and... a bottle of coconut milk from the life box with helpless expression.

Looking at the rusty jar, I don’t know if it has expired.

"No, I don't have a parachute here!"

The man with glasses had a pale face and his hands were empty.

"It's interesting..."

Yi Lin's mouth slightly raised without any trace.

That is to say...

Now on this fall flight 444 is on the death flight.

There are five survivors.

And the unreliable parachute bag...
Chapter completed!