driven to distraction.
The living room became quiet again.
Inside the dilapidated house, the cold wind blowing in brought a chill, and seemed to blow away the hope in everyone's hearts.
Everyone returns to his place.
Several awakened people stared blankly at the ceiling.
The old wires are as messy as a spider web.
As the first ones to enter the trial, their emotions were already a bit broken at this time.
After the painful wait, there were two consecutive failures.
Obviously the plan deduced by the blond man was so clear and reasonable.
They can't even find the vulnerability.
However, the cut corpse laughed at them like split lips.
Even the blond man didn't even say his name before he died.
"What the hell"
"Ho-ah!!"
The awakened ones were pulling their hair and sitting around the dining table, thinking painfully about the correct answer.
Thoughts are like twisted snakes, slithering back and forth and entangled themselves.
Facing the wall, Agassi, who once wanted to team up with Lin An, actually started praying.
"Christ my Lord bless me"
"I want to go back and my child cannot live without a father."
"Please give me wisdom"
Crying bitterly.
Everyone present is a person with awakened will, but having a high will does not mean that everyone has extraordinary thinking and logic.
Quite the opposite.
Many people actually just have more mental power, or their talents are biased towards the release of skills.
For example, Agassi, in reality, is actually just the rescue captain of the safe zone.
He only knows the Holy Light Technique, and his rank and strength are all upgraded by the powerful Awakeners.
With his healing ability, in the apocalypse, except for the fear he encountered in the early stages of the disaster, he never faced any danger in the following days.
"No more!"
"I can't wait any longer!"
Amid the low murmur, a dark-skinned middle-aged man's face twisted.
He stood up weakly and went straight to the hag.
It took too long to enter, and his body became weaker and weaker.
Thinking requires physical support. Under extreme fatigue, people will lose their rationality and thinking ability.
Under the eyes of everyone who either couldn't bear it or were numb, he breathed heavily and his eyes were bloodshot:
"Come on! I'm not afraid of you!"
"Squeak-yah"
After being dragged into the storage room, he looked crazy and kept repeating words.
"The first two people must have made a mistake!"
"They will die only if they lose! They won't die if they win! They won't die if they draw!"
"rock paper scissors rock paper scissors"
"I can't make mistakes! I'm a surgeon, I can't make mistakes!"
Leaning next to Lin An, Fiona smiled bitterly as she watched the man being dragged into the storage room.
Obviously, this awakened person has lost his mind.
He glanced sideways at Lin An, only to find that Lin An still had his eyes closed.
Don't know why.
She was used to Lin An being almost invincible, and Lin An's performance at this time made her feel inexplicably distressed.
Lin An, are you too tired?
This mission is too difficult
Also, after participating in 4 rounds of trials in a row, the pressure is really too much.
Especially Lin An has to face the final battle to the death.
Just thinking about it makes Fiona feel tremendous pressure.
"Bang!"
The door is closed.
"Grandma wants to be clothed"
"I'm out of cloth!"
"Grandma came up with scissors"
"I'll make a stone!"
"Grandma wants to be clothed"
"I'm out"
The last sound was suppressed in the violent squeezing sound.
"Bang!!"
A huge noise shook the dust on the ceiling to the ground.
"Squeak-yah"
The door opened.
The old man bent down and mechanically picked off the corpse that had been crushed into pulp and looked like a mural.
"Click"
Holding a puddle of deformed blood mud, the hag showed a kind smile.
"Grandma thought of the stone"
"I'll do it! Scissors!"
"boom!"
In the living room, everyone listened numbly to the sound of banging coming from the storage room again.
The sixth person.
The awakened ones who had just entered tried to abandon all speculation and attack randomly.
He believes that all information given by the system is a trap.
The outcome is obvious.
Didn't survive a single round.
The body with its head smashed was thrown carelessly in the middle of the hall.
Grandma stacked the bodies up as if displaying her prey.
A long moment of dead silence.
I don’t know how much time passed, and time seemed meaningless. A thin and frail middle-aged man suddenly stood up excitedly:
To be continued...