Exactly the same view, exactly the same jungle, exactly the same quiet.

Bai Xuan, who still looked like a little white rabbit, sat on Dou Ke's shoulder and fell asleep.

"It's been four days, when will this assessment end?" Bai Xuan yawned and complained.

"The end?" Dou Ke chuckled, "If it's really over, won't we be eliminated?" ”

What's so funny? Bai Xuan's big ears swept across his neck, and he was grabbed by Dou Ke and held in his hands.

"Elimination?" Du Yinshan looked at Dou Ke in surprise.

"Roast rabbit should be delicious." Baili's gaze followed Dou Ke's movements and focused on Bai Xuan.

Bai Xuan shuddered and pointed her furry tail at Baili.

I don't know why, although Baili has always behaved normally, it always gives her an indescribable sense of oppression.

Is it because the other party has been staring at her and drooling?

She's not really a rabbit.

Dou Ke's big hand pressed Bai Xuan's head, blocking Baili's vision.

"Did you find it?" Dou Ke asked Baili.

Baili 'tsk' for a moment, looked at Douke's hand regretfully, and fiddled with the bamboo sticks in his hand. However, when he looked at Duyin Mountain again, he cheered up again, licking his lips and making it unpredictable.

"You've been walking around this jungle enough, right?"

Douko turned his head to look at the looming tower-shaped building in the middle of the island. "Don't say I'm doing nothing."

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated.

If you don't go around this jungle much, how can you know the basic strength of the contestants and the intentions of the organizers?

But he wasn't going to explain it to the guys.

"To sum up the overall situation, the rules that the examiner said should be all the restrictions of the level. In other words, what the examiner doesn't mention is what can be done, and what is said is a hint. ”

Dou Ke put down Bai Xuan and reached out to touch Duyin Mountain. His disguise simply disappeared, revealing his true colors.

"Mr. Douke turned out to be so handsome." Bai Xuan blinked. The Dou Ke in front of him is on par with Guan Yue and Feng Bei, but Dou Ke is full of Sven's temperament.

Dou Ke exchanged his mark with Du Yin Mountain, and then touched Bai Xuan, and Bai Xuan revealed his original appearance.

It's still cute when it's still plush, Douko thought to himself.

Douko held out four fingers.

"There are many factors that I can think of as conditions for customs clearance, but there are four that have the greatest possibility.

First, according to the time clearance, those who still survive when the time is up are considered survivors. Second, clear the level according to certain conditions, such as uncovering puzzles hidden in certain places to obtain tokens. Third, arrive at a specific location for customs clearance. Fourth, eliminate a certain number of participants and clear the level. ”

Douko stretched out his right hand and pushed the glasses on his face. "My ability is the 'God's Choice,' and I've long been told that the correct answer is to reach a specific clearance location. In terms of topography, the only thing that can be called special on the entire island is the building in the middle of the island. ”

God's Choice: When the ability has a valid probability of four or less, and must have the best or correct option, using the ability can get the option that is closest to their intended goal. (When the best option is not included in the options, the ability will specify an option at random, and the ability will not be able to detect the anomaly by himself)

"Then why does Mr. Douko keep wandering outside the jungle?" Du Yinshan didn't quite understand.

"Why?" Baili asked with a smile, but his face was clear.

"People have no foresight, but they must have near-term worries."

*

"What a disgusting tower."

Just when Dou Ke was still explaining the customs clearance conditions to a few people, Whisper and Fengbei were already standing in front of the gate of the tower.

Sometimes it should be said that fate is still very naughty, whispering and playing with a large number of marks on his hand.

In order to verify the conjecture of customs clearance, Fengbei and Whisper, who were looking for some clues by the way, also circled the island for a week, and encountered countless abilities, but they did not encounter Dou Ke and Guan Yue and others.

From a probabilistic point of view, this is simply unscientific.

Whisper silently calculated the area of the island and the movements of several people in her mind.

Unless they were already in the building.

With Guan Yue's intuition and Qingyan's luck, it is indeed possible.

Whisper glanced at Fengbei. "Why do I always feel like you know something I don't know?"

Feng Bei's big hand rubbed the whispering hair, did not deny it, and walked directly into the tower.

When I was outside the tower, I didn't feel that it was very serious, but the faint murderous aura and dead aura were stacked up, and I felt very jealous just by looking at it from a distance. But after actually entering the tower, the murderous aura in the tower suddenly increased several times.

Fengbei walked in with a torch in one hand, and whispered behind him.

It was as if the aura of substance suppressed the pace of whispering, as if there were people standing around him, holding a knife and eyeing him, and he would fall at any time......

There was no light in the tower, only the torches in the north of the peak 'crackling'. The absolute darkness and silence distort the notions of time and space.

I don't know how long I walked, but there was a 'crunch, crunch' sound from behind Fengbei's walk.

Creeps.

He stopped slightly and looked back, only to find that Whisper was more than a hundred meters behind him.

The strange sound amplified as the whisper approached.

Fengbei frowned and walked over to Whisper.

In the dim light, you can faintly see the whispering expression with an inexplicable smile, reflected in the darkness.

Fengbei stretched out a finger and gently tapped it to Whisper's forehead.

Feeling Fengbei's movements, he slowly raised his head in a whisper. The face with a gentle smile was staring at the person in front of him with eyes without any emotion, and he was bottomless.

Fengbei calmly held Whisper's right hand and took a stone from her hand.

"Huamian is watching."

Whisper blinked, her fingers stroking the marks she had made with the stone.

"Boring game."

Feng Bei's gaze followed the whispering hand and landed on the marks she had made.

As the whisper progressed, a row of the words 'kill' was clearly left on the wall, with a completely different momentum in the handwriting.

Fengbei took Whisper's hand and continued to move forward.

Whisper quietly lowered his head, and raised it again with the usual expression of fear that the world would not be chaotic.

But it's going to be a pain for the Mighty after them. The murderous aura here itself has been filled to the point that it is a headache, and the mental oppression left by the whisper is even worse.

"Whispering." Fengbei also tried to write down the word 'kill' by hand and pointed it to Weiyu. "It's time for you to go back and practice calligraphy."

What an adult, the words are still so ugly.

You have to take care of it! Whispering glanced at him, shook his hand fiercely, and walked past him.

"Fengbei." Whisper took a few steps forward, stopped, and didn't look back. "Do you think of anything?"

Fengbei's footsteps paused.

"I'm used to it."