If you think about it carefully, waiting should be a kind of trial.
The first awakened person to enter has enough time to think about this simple task game.
The price is mental suffering.
The last entrants do not need to wait, but they are also the last to know the task.
Since I survived the wait without breaking down and still maintained extremely fast thinking and reaction, it is naturally equivalent to passing most of the trial.
The subsequent mission games, in his opinion, are naturally the "rewards" for the earliest entrants.
"Damn it!"
"He got the better of him!"
Looking angry.
Many of them were the first awakened ones to enter, suppressing the anger in their hearts.
They also know what the mission is.
In fact, their last mission was just one second away from starting, and they knew what the NPC who called herself grandma said.
That old woman would tell her what she was going to do before punching her. Isn't that just giving away points?
We are all very quick-thinking people, and if we can't react to this, we will die.
"boom!"
After the old man dragged the man in, the door of the utility room slammed shut.
Only the faint light from under the door came out.
"My dear grandson, as long as you beat me three times in a row, you will win."
"Grandma wants to get rid of the stone first."
"I'll give it, I'll give it!"
"Kid, you win."
"Ahem"
"Grandma, please use scissors this time."
"Then I'll give you the stone!"
the last time.
In the small utility room, the man stared intently at the old, wrinkled face.
The stiff smile on the old man's face suddenly seemed kind to him.
The last round.
Trembling all over.
The man swallowed nervously and devoted himself almost wholeheartedly to it.
The old man spoke quickly enough for him to react before taking action.
20 points, if you are not greedy, you can even quit the trial after getting the reward!
"Come on, grandma. Your favorite grandson is still waiting."
The man forced out an ugly smile and urged.
Opposite me, the old woman nodded numbly, and slowly stretched out her right hand like a chicken claw.
"Then this time"
"I'm out"
"Stone."
As soon as he finished speaking, the white light coming from the crack in the storage room door suddenly dimmed.
Men can't afford to think too much.
In the darkness, he shouted quickly:
"I make a show! I win"
"boom!!"
There was a loud bang and the door shook.
outside the door.
The many awakened people who were still jealous and listening to the news were shocked.
I saw a pool of bright red blood slowly flowing out from the narrow crack in the door, twisting and spreading.
"Squeak-yah"
The door opens.
Amid the panic, the hunched old woman slowly dragged the headless corpse out with an expressionless expression.
"Pah-ta"
The body was dropped to the ground.
The old man's head twisted in a circle.
The cloudy eyes looked at everyone, as if asking, who is next.
Late at night, it's freezing cold.
Chapter completed!