It was only after Harry's voice faded away that they realized that the introduction to the rules had ended.
The pair of giant shoes was still standing on the horizon. It was motionless, but there was no more sound. It was as if the germination stage had begun.
"What should we do now?"
Indistinctly, Number 48's voice came from the other soil bridge.
Lin Sanjiu let out a sigh of relief when she saw the four of them huddled together on the bridge, whispering to each other. She walked to Number 43 and sat down.
Since there were two low walls on both sides of the soil bridge, he couldn't see anything in the distance when he sat down.
Lin Sanjiu couldn't see clearly in the cave due to the lack of light. Now that she was under the sunlight, she realized that Number 43's face was much younger than she had imagined. The thing that she thought was a speck of mud turned out to be a small black nose ring. On the left side of Number 43's neck, there was a strange tattoo that extended all the way to his collar.
After he heard Harry's rules, he had already taken off his shoes. He placed his dirty feet on the ground. Seeing that Lin Sanjiu had sat down, Number 43 gave her an embarrassed smile, "I want to recover my strength as soon as possible."
Lin Sanjiu nodded, "How is it?"
"I don't know," he frowned and looked at his feet, "I can't tell if I have really recovered some of my strength or if it's just my imagination playing tricks on me. Maybe it's because the feeling was too weak in the beginning."
"Oh, you too," Lin Sanjiu patted the dirt off her body, "I thought it was because I was wearing shoes, so the effect wasn't that great."
"I hope the beetle doesn't come out too early." After being saved by Lin Sanjiu, Number 43's attitude became much friendlier, "Can you figure out what we are supposed to do in this level?"
Lin Sanjiu had no clue. She couldn't activate her [Consciousness Mimicry] in front of Number 43. Besides, she didn't have enough information. Even if she could impersonate Ji Shanqing, she might not be able to come up with any conclusion. The two of them chatted for a while. Seeing that the beetle was nowhere to be seen after a long while, Number 43's spirit gradually weakened.
"I can't take it anymore," he whispered to Lin Sanjiu. "Do you think we should take turns to rest and keep watch?"
"Alright, there's no need for both of us to keep an eye on him." Lin Sanjiu agreed without hesitation. After all, she needed a chance to be alone. "You take a break. I'll walk around."
Looking at the sky, it was about three or four o 'clock in the afternoon. Although the sun was still bright when he looked up, the edge of the sky was gradually dimming. It hinted at the approach of dusk.
Under the bright sky, Fang Dan still looked like an old photo that had been soaked in water. She looked ambiguous and vague.
"Can you tell me the rest of the information now?" Lin Sanjiu moved her lips without changing her expression.
"… Of course. He stayed in the center of the card for a longer time, so he sorted out more things than before. " Fang Dan still seemed to be wearing her childish pajamas. She had a cheerful expression on her face, "Here, the interesting part is here. Listen carefully."
"The words on this line are: rare, trial, female posthuman, PM, 46, the last one, there are no shortage of candidates."
It was indeed amazing to be able to extract so much information from a person's pupils. However, these words were still a long way from forming a complete sentence.
Lin Sanjiu sighed deeply. She tried to piece all these scattered words together.
PM and 46 could be considered as the dividing line between the first and the second half of the sentence. The first half of the sentence was probably said by Number 42, and the second half should be said by Number 46.
"Number 46 said that this is a trial … Could it be that this is a" rare trial "? What does it have to do with "female posthuman"? " The second half of the sentence was easier to understand. Even though Lin Sanjiu didn't know what the "last one" meant, he probably meant that there were no shortage of candidates in this trial and Number 42 wasn't the only one.
"What's the next line?" Lin Sanjiu asked again after she thought for a while.
"PM, 46, searching, at the same time, PM, 42, unfair."
The PM and number appeared twice in this short sentence. It took up almost half of the information. However, Lin Sanjiu didn't have the time to feel depressed. Suddenly, the image of Number 42 waving his arms at Number 46 and Number 48 with his back facing her appeared in her mind.
At that time, he looked strangely agitated …
Connecting the two words "unfair" at the end, it was obvious that he was protesting something to Number 46. It must be the words "searching" and "at the same time" that Number 46 mentioned.
"Even though I don't know the details, at least I have a general outline," Lin Sanjiu mumbled to herself as she organized her thoughts. Lin Sanjiu mumbled to herself as she tried to organize her thoughts. "Hmm … First of all, this is a trial. I have no idea what the purpose of this trial is or who organized it. I only know that Number 42 is a candidate. Number 46 is the examiner … I don't know the role of Number 48. Number 42 isn't the only candidate. There was some conflict between him and Number 46. Maybe it was a dispute, so after I told them that I had recorded their conversation, he was killed. "
Lin Sanjiu felt that her overall train of thought was correct. The only mystery was what kind of trial was this? Why did it have to kill everyone around it?
If she wanted to know the truth, Number 46 and Number 48 were the only two people who knew the truth.
When she thought of this, she couldn't help looking at the soil bridge on the other side.
Right now, on the soil bridge, Lin Sanjiu could only see Number 47, who was wrapped in a robe, with his back facing her. She couldn't see anyone else. However, from the way Number 47 lowered his head and looked sideways, it seemed like he was listening to someone on the ground. From the looks of it, the other people were resting on the ground, just like Lin Sanjiu and Number 43.
After all, they had expended too much energy. They probably planned to rest and recuperate before the beetle arrived.
Lin Sanjiu pricked up her ears and tried to listen. She could only hear fragments of voices drifting through the air. They were so faint that it was almost like an illusion. She couldn't make out any words, so she gave up.
Just when she turned around and was about to walk to the other side to take a look, Lin Sanjiu's body froze.
"Does Number 47 have a whip?"
"No, that's not right."
"I have a whip too."
"There's no such thing as a whip in this world. It's so thin and long that it's waving in the air … "
Lin Sanjiu suddenly realized what was happening on the other side of the soil bridge. In a moment of desperation, she squatted down and cursed, "Damn it!" Then, she pounced on Number 43.
"Wake up!" Lin Sanjiu pushed Number 43, who was sleeping soundly, "Quick!"
"What's wrong?" Number 43 was a posthuman, so he opened his eyes immediately. However, before he could jump up, Lin Sanjiu pressed him down again.
"The beetle is here!" Lin Sanjiu said anxiously.
Number 43 was stunned and his face turned pale.
"That bastard Number 46." She thought that Number 43 didn't understand the situation, "I don't know what he's thinking. If I didn't see a tentacle just now, I wouldn't have noticed the beetle —"
Before Lin Sanjiu could finish her sentence, her words froze in her chest. She realized that Number 43 wasn't looking at her but something behind her.
As a dark shadow descended from above her field of vision, a slightly greasy male voice abruptly laughed from behind her. "... The tentacles you mentioned, is this what they look like?"
Lin Sanjiu gulped and slowly turned around.
… She finally understood what it meant to "not use force". Even though her energy and stamina were weaker than usual and her schizophrenia hadn't completely disappeared. However, there was no way she wouldn't notice when someone approached her from behind.
"Hey."
A gigantic beetle that was half a meter taller than Lin Sanjiu waved its two long antennae. It had a shiny brown carapace and was about half a meter tall. There were many thin legs hanging from its abdomen and they were swaying along with the rhythm of the beetle's speech. Just one look at it was enough to make one's scalp tingle. However, no matter how disgusting its body was, it couldn't compare to the insectified human face under the tentacle.
"It's my first time meeting you. I'm so excited."
His face was flat and elongated, and there were two large round eyes that looked like the compound eyes of an insect. Lin Sanjiu had goosebumps all over her body. Lin Sanjiu felt goosebumps all over her body when she saw the smile the beetle gave her.
"So, which one of you wants to speak first?"
The beetle lifted its first pair of legs and rubbed them against each other like a human. It was as if it was looking forward to the beginning.
"You … you're a pest …?" Even as a man. Number 43's face was so pale that he looked like he was about to throw up.
To Lin Sanjiu's surprise, the beetle clicked its tongue and showed an unhappy expression on its flat face.
"Hey, you are so rude. I didn't call you a 'pest' right after I opened my mouth, right?" After it said that, it turned its body to Lin Sanjiu. The beetle's shell made a rustling sound as it moved, "It seems like a gentleman like me should talk to a beautiful lady first."
In fact, Lin Sanjiu was covered in mud. She couldn't even tell whether she was a man or a woman. She swallowed the acid in her stomach and tried her best to control her thoughts.
"Erm … I'm not a lady …"
Just when Lin Sanjiu didn't know what to say to the giant beetle that called her a "beautiful lady", she didn't know that in a building outside Harry's Farm, Ji Shanqing had just stammered a sentence.
This man's movements were too fast.
Ji Shanqing's voice sounded like he was on the verge of tears.
Just a second ago, the man with snake-like eyes was still hanging outside the window. In the blink of an eye, he was already standing in front of Ji Shanqing. Every time his chest rose and fell, the stench in the air thickened.
Putting aside the question of whether he could outrun the man, Ji Shanqing's only escape route was blocked by the man.
There must be a reason why the man came looking for her when he saw her from a thousand meters away. Judging from the way the man addressed her, he might have come because he thought that she was a woman.
All sorts of thoughts flashed across Lin Sanjiu's mind. Fortunately, after Ji Shanqing blurted out, "I'm not a woman," the snake-like man seemed to relax a little.
"Oh? You're not a woman? "
The man narrowed his yellow eyes and looked at Ji Shanqing suspiciously. After a few seconds, his eyes stopped on Ji Shanqing's flat chest. Then, he spoke in a hoarse voice as if he finally believed Ji Shanqing, "I've never seen a man as effeminate as you. You even have this kind of hair."
"Of course, I'm not a man either." Ji Shanqing held his breath. Sure enough, his face turned red after a while. "You don't believe me? Do you want me to take off my pants for you to see? "
"No need," the snake-like man frowned and waved his hand. Apparently, he had lost all interest in the grand prize. Before Ji Shanqing could heave a sigh of relief, the man asked again, "Are you alone?"
"Ah," Ji Shanqing didn't know how to answer. Before he could come up with an answer, the snake-like man spoke again, "Have you seen any female posthumans around here?"
"No! Not this one! " This time, the grand prize answered without hesitation. Then, he asked carefully, "Big Brother, why are you looking for a female posthuman …?"
The snake-eyed man didn't seem to want to respond to him. He had already shifted his gaze away, but in the next second, he turned his head around and stared at Ji Shanqing.
"You are a man."
The grand prize nodded hurriedly.
"You've never seen a woman around here."
The grand prize nodded again.
"Now you've met me …" The snake-eyed man said as he revealed an expression as if he had finally thought of something. "Hmm … I have a good idea."
"Wh-what?"
"I need a candidate now …" The snake-eyed man slowly raised the corner of his mouth, as if he was trying hard to make a friendly expression. "… to participate in a trial. So, do you want to join? As far as I know, the last candidate just died. "(To be continued.)
PS:
There's only 1, but there's no 2. It's the obsessive-compulsive series, hahaha!
Thank you, Zuo Pingyi, for your Heshibi. I have often seen your reward messages. Did something good happen? Let's just have a chat first …
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