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Chapter 601 09. Evil Spirit: You Will Not Die!
There is no such thing as rabbit death, a thousand players are competitors with each other.Although the promotion can only be achieved by completing the task, the fewer the number of people, the better.

28 players used their own failures to find out the dungeon rules for the remaining players.

In this dungeon, any action taken by the player will arouse the suspicion of the evil spirit.So it is very important to successfully play an 11-year-old kid.

For example, the safest way is to be moderate.

During the recess time, all the players left the school building.

The school is located on a plain near the coastline.Gloomy clouds blocked the light source and filled the air with gloom.

The school building is located by the sea, on a slope of 30 meters high.Rows of rough wooden longhouses are used as classrooms and offices.The rest is a large open area of ​​sand and gravel where no grass grows, and the children after class are playing freely.

The longhouse classrooms are backed by the sea, and the plain beyond the dirt slope is a low hut stretching for several kilometers.Occasionally, two or three-story buildings or bluestone houses stand out from the crowd.

It can be preliminarily judged that the scientific level of the main world is still around the Iron Age.

The season may be spring and summer, but there is no trace of greenery.Whether it is the gathering place on the slope or below.

The sea water on the rear coast is a strange gray color, occasionally blown up by the sea breeze, the salty smell of the sea water is mixed with a disturbing rancid smell.

Countless threads of black mist snaked down the clouds and fell on the players' heads.And this horror scene can only be seen by the players.

The player Qiyin Huacrazy couldn't wait to learn more about this place.But the gaze of the evil spirit made him unable to speak.

"Sophia disappeared last night... Father says she took refuge elsewhere like the other sparrows."

The little boy's complaints were brought into Qianyin's ears by the sea breeze.His expression moved slightly, and he looked sideways at a pile of simple wooden benches on the edge of the open space.

A little boy is talking to a little girl with short hair.

Qiong Yin Hua Crazy pretended to be wandering and approached, pricking up his ears not far from them to eavesdrop.

"Don't worry, it may come back." The little girl comforted him.

"I don't know...it didn't even call me when it left." The little boy lowered his head lower and lower, very disappointed. "You said why we stayed at Wanghaijiao instead of leaving..."

"Maybe... I don't know."

Qianyin's crazy behavior attracted the attention of other players, and they followed suit one after another, or talked to the children in the name of making friends.

With the continuous understanding of information, the fog surrounding players is gradually dissipating.

Plants wilt in patches for unknown reasons.

A large number of dead fish washed ashore in the endless sea all day long, and they were already stinking and inedible.

Creatures such as butterflies, bees, and birds disappeared, and they have not appeared since winter.

The churches warned that this was the attack of evil spirits, and asked the residents of the gathering place to take precautions, while the wealthy people left Wanghaijiao one after another.

Every few days, dense fog that cannot be dispelled will float from the seaside, and the fog is full of strange existences. The only way is to hide in the room, stay away from the window, and stay in a place with light.

The main world at this time is even worse than the players expected.

Lifeless, gray and dark.

It's as if the world... is dying.

The players felt cold all over their bodies.Some big-hearted children were chasing and fighting in the open space, and laughter and laughter couldn't dispel the shadows in their hearts.

When the participating players inquired about the news, the watching players were not busy either.Players who have watched have conducted well-founded analysis.

The various tasks in the first round of the Death Tournament can be understood as customs clearance ability, and the second round can be regarded as physical fitness or quick wit.The third round is the most obvious, camouflage.

The third round is obviously not the final.In other words, there will be a fourth or even fifth round until the final round.

So here comes the problem.What kind of finals requires players to have a certain clearance ability, good physical fitness and intelligence, and camouflage ability?

Many players have started various discussions and guesses about this, but they can only guess.

While other players are busy thinking about how to survive, Musu is... building a small group.

"You want to hang out with me?"

Musu sat cross-legged on a rock half a person's height, with his hands tucked into his loose linen jacket, speaking proudly.

Under the rock, two little boys looking up at Musu nodded irregularly.The names above their heads are Liberty Wind and Wei Xuan.

This kind of cooperation is not uncommon, and some players have begun to find familiar players to cooperate with.The top ten players in the second round are especially welcome.However, although Mu Su had left a deep impression on everyone before, only two players came to him.

After all, he treats his teammates equally insanely.

Most players don't want to cooperate with a ticking time bomb.

Mu Su thought about it seriously, and his expression changed: "Our team is called 'Mu Su and his two little followers', do you think it's good?"

Musu skipped the previous few steps and went directly to naming.

The two players looked at each other and got into a tangle.

They intend to cooperate, not as followers...

It's nothing to be a follower, but now it's a live broadcast, and millions, maybe tens of millions of players are watching...

Mu Su impatiently urged the two to make a statement, his fingers shaking impatiently.

The black mist withered claws above his head also trembled restlessly, impatiently.

Wei Xuan raised his head tentatively and asked him, "May I know what we're going to do after we join?"

"Skipping class, of course!" Mu Su excitedly got up and stood up, and the black mist withered claws had to retract a certain distance to avoid touching Mu Su.

"...?" Wind of Freedom stretched his neck forward as if he didn't hear clearly, revealing a touch of confusion.

He heard Mu Su's words clearly, but he didn't seem to hear clearly.

"As a child, isn't it reasonable to not want to go to class and want to go out to play? Even if those villains—"

The withered claws of the black mist twisted and stretched, and the eyes of the two opposite people showed horror.

Mu Su suddenly said dryly: "So what if the ruthless dean knows."

The black mist withered claws stopped in front of Musu's hair.

The two were terrified, they just wanted to find someone to cooperate to pass the level instead of skipping class to die with Musu.

"Forget it...my mother will let me go to school well."

"Me too!"

The two players ran away in fear that Mu Su would stay,

"coward."

Musu sneered disdainfully, squatted down and sat cross-legged on the rock again, and continued to meditate with his chin resting.

A few minutes later, an old man rang the small bell outside the office cabin, and the students returned to the classroom one after another.

The second class was still botany. Before the class, Feili asked the students to answer a question.

A very weird question.

"What are you most afraid of?"

In order, students answer in turn.

"I'm most afraid of... ghosts."

"It's dark..."

"I'm most afraid of my relatives leaving me."

Soon it was Musu's turn, and he got up and coughed lightly: "Time is advancing unstoppably, and will eventually lead us into inevitable death."

What kind of answer do you have?
The players behind couldn't go on talking.

(End of this chapter)