readx;? I looked at the doctor, but his face was still solemn. www.biquge.info Why is this happening, didn't things develop with his thoughts in mind? I looked around, and everyone was hesitant, but no one clearly said they wanted to run. Just then, I heard an exclamation in the distance. I immediately looked ahead, and the sound was coming from those who had already started running. If you look at long-distance running from the perspective of a bystander, you can't help but feel that the speed of long-distance runners is really outrageous. For now, I've been talking to Riko for so long, and those people don't seem to have made it to the turn at the end of the hallway.

The man at the front was the man in black, who had maintained a large jump running style, and seemed to be at ease. The man in the jacket who screamed was the man in the jacket who followed him. The man in the jacket looked to be in his mid-thirties, with a sturdy, dark-skinned man, who looked like a manual laborer, presumably working at a construction site or working on a dock. The source of his exclamation was a bright silver patch by the wall. I didn't see what it was at first, but when it moved, I realized it was a silver cylinder too. The metal cylinder rushed straight towards the man in black, its sidewalls spreading out to stretch out its metal arms.

I shuddered. I saw that tragedy before, and it seems that it is going to happen again. Although the man in black was fast, it was no faster than the rubber tires driven by the machinery. Although the man in black could easily knock over the glasses girl, I don't think he would be able to break free of those metal arms. I should have thought that since there were metal cylinders in the hallways connected to the halls, and the men in tracksuits were killed, there was no way we couldn't be running without this kind of thing. If, as previously deduced, the whole trial could not begin until someone had been eaten by a metal cylinder, then everything in the hall might have been like a preparation, or a "demo version". The corridors of the hall lead only to us, and the arrangement of man-eating monsters is a reminder of the horrors that we trialists will face in the future.

-- And don't forget the three demons who wander in terror and covet people's lives.

I looked at Riko, and she was just as pale as I was. It's not a race between humans, it's a veritable battle royale. If this metal cylinder is one of the three demons, what else are the remaining demons? A distant roar interrupted my thoughts again. It was still the man in the jacket who roared. The man in black was not eaten by the metal cylinder, he subtly lowered himself and rolled over the metal cylinder. Rolling, which works well for some sluggish mechanical monsters, but the man in black can't stay on the radar of the metal cylinder. In fact, the metal cylinder didn't pursue, it just grabbed the jacket man who couldn't dodge. Probably the man in the jacket didn't think he would be arrested at all, and he kept yelling at the back of the man in black. But it didn't help, in fact, the man in black didn't break any rules. He didn't stand in anyone's way.

With a creepy click, the man in the jacket vanished. The man in black continued to run without looking back, his body still jumping up and down sharply, but no matter how you look at it, the jump turned into a mockery. The man in the jacket continued to run with inertia, and the metal cylinder that had devoured a person was in a standby state. He won't move until he's completely "digested", that's what the doctor and the man in black have come to before. After sacrificing one person, the people who chose the race managed to pass the first metal cylinder. But soon they met the second.

The man in black still took the lead, and he lightly stepped over the metal arm that stretched out towards him. The man running behind the man in black sensed the fear, and he stopped. I understood what he meant, and he felt that he should wait until someone had been eaten before moving on. It's mean, but it's sane. But the third man seemed confident in himself, and he overtook the second man and then dodged the metal arm with a roll. Yes, it was a nice tumble that looked like a parkour veteran. The fourth man tried to roll over, but unfortunately was caught by the neck. The fourth man didn't struggle, he just frantically pounded his grabbed leg with both hands. I watched for a moment before I understood what he was thinking - he wanted to break his leg.

If you can't break the robotic arm, break your own leg. This idea seems reasonable, but it is still too whimsical. Without tools, human bones and joints are very strong, not to mention that his willpower is not enough for him to destroy his body like this. Thus, the second victim on this promenade appeared.

When he reached the third metal cylinder, the man in black was still in the lead, and he still seemed to want to dodge the metal cylinder repeatedly. But this time his luck wasn't so good. He tumbled against his metal arm as he rolled. Both the metal cylinder and the man in black were surprised, but the man in black reacted a little quicker, and he moved his body frantically. The metal cylinder withdrew its arm and began groping its way along the ground. The huge palms slid around the white tiles, making it look like they were cleaning glass. It was a funny scene, but I couldn't laugh at all. Why did the metal cylinder behave like this all of a sudden? Didn't it catch the person lying on the ground very well, or did it suddenly malfunction?

The people who followed the man in black seemed to feel that there was an opportunity, and they rushed over quickly. But as if sensing something, the metal cylinder immediately picked up speed, and stretched out its metal arm to stop the first person. After the third victim appeared, the metal cylinder withdrew the arm, and it changed into the original harmless appearance of humans and animals. The man in black stood up slowly, but one hand was still covering his abdomen. He started to run forward, but he was not as fast as he had been, and it looked like he was injured. Many people surpassed him, but many of those who surpassed him were also turned into metal cylinders. And so on, the rankings of these runners are constantly changing, and the number of them is decreasing. By the time we reached the bend in the final corridor, there were only about ten people.

Those who remained at the starting line fell silent. Riko's brow was twisted, and I could understand her distress. Originally, I thought that the man in black would be able to pass the trial steadily, but now it seems that this is doubtful. If one person had to be sacrificed for every metal cylinder that passed, would these people really make it to the end? If there were more than ten metal cylinders left on the road, would they not be certain to die?

"I feel like we have to move forward. ”

The person who suddenly spoke was not a doctor, but a girl in a baseball cap. She is a girl and has little confidence in her physical strength, so she also stayed at the starting line. The doctor seemed to have no sense of presence at all, and without saying a word, the baseball cap girl felt that it was her turn.

"Don't you see that you're going to be eaten by a metal cylinder when you set off?" asked a middle-aged man who had his head bowed. He was the oldest of those who remained at the starting line, and perhaps the oldest of all the trialists.

"But there are also people who dodge the monsters. The office worker said.

"That's impossible, it takes a lot of athleticism to dodge. The middle-aged man said, "At least I can't do it, I don't think everyone here can do it." ”

He has a point. If they had been able to dodge, everyone would have started running a long time ago. This is the biggest difference between a left-behind runner and a long-distance runner. The girl in the baseball cap didn't participate in the argument between the two men, and she listened with a smile, as if she had considered these issues. This kind of smiling face makes my heart flutter when I look at it.

'It's difficult, but we have to move forward. "I don't think we can expect the men in black to make it to the finish line, if there are too many metal cylinders in front of them, they will be exhausted." At the end of the day, none of us could pass the trial. ”

Everyone nodded involuntarily. Everyone is waiting for the same place at the end of the starting line, and this ideal state must be based on the premise that 'someone reaches the finish line'.

"I suggest everyone move forward together. "We've noticed that when a metal cylinder eats a person, he gets a 'stiff stun' for a while. At this time, even if we walk away from it slowly, it will not care about us. But if they are completely digested, they may block it again. Let's take the nearest metal cylinder as an example. ”

The girl in the baseball cap said, pointing to the metal cylinder in the distance. The metal cylinder did not rattle again, but quietly retreated into the corner, standing in place.

"If we divide our people into a group and pass together, we only need to sacrifice one person. But now the man in black is gone with a group of people, and one person died as they passed through the No. 1 metal cylinder. If we pass again, one more person will die. In this way, one more person died for no reason. ”

Although the baseball cap girl's argument of treating people as consumables is annoying, I still understand what she means. If everyone passes through the metal cylinder while it is "digesting", the number of people who die will be minimized. So we should act collectively. The girl in the baseball cap looked around and continued.

"There are thirty-six of us left, and theoretically we can at least reach the finish line if there are fewer than thirty-five metal cylinders in front of us. ”

"What if it's more than thirty-five?" Xie Dingnan asked.

"Then we're dead. ”

The girl in the baseball cap spread her hands. Immediately, she turned her attention to the doctor. The doctor noticed her gaze, but just lowered his head and said nothing. Everyone's mood suddenly became pessimistic.

"It seems that everyone has understood the current situation. The girl in the baseball cap smiled and said, "Then I think we have to discuss countermeasures, such as ranking a serial number for everyone." ”

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