Xiao Yi was stunned. He had originally suspected that this young man was a person who had received strict training in reality. He originally thought he was a retired soldier or even a special forces soldier, but he was too young, and judging from what he said just now, it didn't look very similar.

Killer?

This strange idea came to Xiao Yi's mind, but he didn't ask. Generally speaking, unless he took the initiative, he would not ask about the reality of others.

When the three of them entered the oasis, they immediately received a system prompt. The Gods camp completed the map mission in advance and teleported back in thirty minutes.

"Why is it thirty minutes? Wasn't it thirty seconds before?" Wang Dong looked around the oasis to find places where treasures might be stored, but the oasis is the size of a football field. It was a sight to see it at a glance, and there was really nothing to search.

"Who knows, if the demon camp is not destroyed, these thirty minutes will be enough to do a lot of things. Maybe this is a way to encourage battle." Xiao Yi looked to the side. The young man was squatting beside the stream and bent down to drink water, but his posture was very strange. His whole nerves were tense and ready to go, and he seemed very alert. He believed that as long as there was a slight danger signal, the young man could react quickly.

It turns out that he has received professional training!

The young man frowned and looked back at Xiao Yi: "This water is very strange."

"Strange?" Xiao Yi walked over.

The young man pointed to the sword wound on his left arm and said, "The wound healing seems to have accelerated."

"This is actually something!" Xiao Yi's eyes lit up, he leaned over and scooped the stream water in his mouth. The taste was as sweet as a sweet spring. After swallowing it, he immediately received a prompt to obtain the Spring of Life. His vitality was in a state of recovery.

"Interesting, this is probably the hidden props in this map! No, it should be more practical than ordinary props!"

Afterwards, Xiao Yi and Wang Dong took out the bottle and poured out the water and filled it with stream water. Unfortunately, both of them had very limited bottles and did not bring any other water-filled utensils at all.

Wang Dong seemed very excited. He now knew that the exchange price of props like this in the arena was high, and it was good even if he brought back a bottle of Fountain of Life.

"Hey, it seems that you have some other uses besides dismemberment!" The young man's accidental attack made Wang Dong feel much better about him, but his tone was still a little sarcastic. He asked again: "By the way, what's your name? You can't always call you."

The young man was slightly silent. Just when Xiao Yi thought he was unwilling to reveal it, he suddenly said: "No. 8. Just call me No. 8."

Wang Dong's favor that had just gotten up suddenly disappeared, and he said unhappily: "Do you think you are playing Dragon Ball COSPLAY. It's still No. 8, I'm still No. 13 and No. 14."

The young man looked at Wang Dong strangely: "What is Dragon Ball? It's not an artificial human. You can't be No. 13 and No. 14. They died two years ago."

Wang Dong's words were so angry that he swallowed them back, probably because he really didn't know what to say.

Xiao Yi shook his head with a smile, patted Wang Dong to comfort him, nodded and said, "Okay. Then call you No. 8. Anyway, thank you for this competition."

The young man, No. 8, was not polite, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "How to leave this arena? I mean leaving completely."

"I haven't heard of it. When I arrive at the arena, I can only keep upgrading. Maybe there is a way to go to the Golden Arena, but who knows."

"Is that so, it's really interesting."

"Interesting?" Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and said it was interesting when he first joined the arena. He was such a strange person.

No. 8 is not a person who talks a lot. After asking a few key questions, he stopped talking. Wang Dong was interested in making a conversation, and even wanted to find out about No. 8's real identity. But they were all ignored by cold eyes.

Thirty minutes passed in a flash.

With another big victory, Xiao Yi won 500 honor points, and Wang Dong also received the same reward points, which is a perfect match.

The girl with hair dyed hair was still in a coma, but after returning to the square, she was covered by a milky white light column. After a few minutes, the light column retreated, she slowly woke up, with fear on her face.

"Don't worry, we're back, and the honor points of treatment should be deducted from your reward." Xiao Yi sighed secretly that the girl was lucky, but in most cases, the newcomers in the arena had to rely on luck to survive.

Luck is sometimes part of strength.

"So see you next week, Brother Xiao!" Wang Dong first withdrew from the competition.

"Do you need to form a team together in the next game?" Xiao Yi called out No. 8, who was about to withdraw. This was the first time he had sent a team invitation to others. Although he was a newcomer, No. 8 was more qualifying than many seniors.

"No, not necessarily. Since it is a game of killing, I don't want people to drag me down, and I'm used to being alone." No. 8 shook his head and refused, and then directly exited the square without giving Xiao Yi a chance to speak.

Xiao Yi was stunned for a moment and sighed helplessly. He dared not to recognize his strength at all. However, it is indeed urgent to form a fixed team that is at least worthy of his trust. He did not want any newcomers who were completely disobedient or those who made their own decisions in the game that implicated the entire team.

Go back to reality, as usual, take a bath, sleep, and log in to the forum to see what new top posts are available this week. Everything seems to be accustomed to fighting in the arena, and get used to returning to the short peace in reality. I don’t know if this habit is a good thing.

Xiao Yi is still very concerned about forming a fixed team, but his candidates are actually very limited. In a total of one month of competition, there are only a few people who add to each other as friends after the competition. The limit is too small, but the greatest significance of a fixed team is not strength, but trust.

It may be a bit nonsense to talk about trust in the arena, but the minimum requirement that Xiao Yi is at least not to hold back, so that he will not turn around and run away when you fight with the enemy.

Wang Dong must be among them. Although Wang Dong is average in strength and honest, he basically obeys Xiao Yi. The person who claims to be No. 8 is also a good candidate, but Xiao Yi has a headache that this guy may not be willing to listen to others. In short, he still sent a message first and initiated a friend application.

However, the appearance of No. 8 reminded Xiao Yi of one thing that has been ignored all the time, that is the pseudonym problem. Most people in the arena are unwilling to be found in reality. It is indeed difficult to achieve appearance. Although there are certainly changing appearances in the redemption list, the expensive price is enough to discourage everyone in the Black Iron Arena. As for wearing masks, many people are not used to not saying it, and it is easy to affect the battle.

It's just a real life, it's time to consider changing the code name or changing the pseudonym.

"Jiang Yunyun? Qiao Ye?"

The two were girls they met in the regular season and opportunity matches before. After the game, they both took the initiative to add friends, and Xiao Yi did not refuse. Considering that they were both talented people and had certain experience in cooperation, although they were reserved in terms of trust, they thought they were at least much better than newcomers.

So Xiao Yi left messages to each of them, inviting them to form a team next week's game, of course, the premise is that they can still be alive next week.

Finally, Zeng Xueer's beautiful face appeared in Xiao Yi's mind, and he couldn't help but hesitate. Then he gritted his teeth and sent a team invitation to Zeng Xueer.

Zeng Xueer said that she is good at auxiliary spells and takes into account the status of the healer. Her status in the team is self-evident, but she should have her own fixed team, but she doesn't know whether she will agree to Xiao Yi's invitation.

After finishing everything, Xiao Yi searched the Internet for the last explosion. What he regretted was that there was nothing else in this incident except for some formulaic press releases, and the investigation seemed to have ended halfway.

The dozen or so people on the bus died in vain. Although their families received considerable compensation, it seemed that someone had issued a huge compensation to deliberately suppress the matter. Xiao Yi was unknown what the truth was.

The other side.

In a simple rental house, a black-haired young man was talking on the phone with his cell phone indifferently: "So that's it. This is the legendary arena. I finally saw it today."

"Oh? You didn't die, but it's no wonder. With your strength, even an ordinary person will not be your opponent. He is really worthy of being my dear brother!" There was a pleasant male voice on the other end of the phone.

"I quietly implanted the arena in my mobile phone to start the program. Do you really think I don't know? How much does the family's origin have to do with the arena? I may not know less than you!" The young man's eyes changed slightly, as if he was smiling, but more of a cold murderous intent.

"But you are the one who starts the program! Brother, I have known since I was a child that your curiosity is much stronger than that of ordinary people. This is not the feeling you should have. You are not a qualified killer at all!"

The young man, who is No. 8, had a smile even louder and colder: "I don't want to be a family killing machine. We took a completely different path from the beginning. I know this very well, but it's the first time I know about it, my brother wants me to die."

"There is no way. After all, there is only one position for the heir of the family. And my dear brother, I just said that as a killer, all feelings are unnecessary. Even a mere family affection can trip you up, which disappoints me so much." The pleasant male voice was full of magnetic, but the content was chilling.
Chapter completed!