Chapter 130: The Oil Pot Tests Courage
Now that the summons came from Yu Ban, coupled with more than a dozen armor soldiers who were secretly gathered, Mo Shuyan was finally able to take the first step in the construction of intelligence personnel and had the first group of members.
Except for Yu Ban, these armor soldiers are all from the soldiers who were previously disarmed and returned to the field, although they don't look like they are extremely brave, but they are all a little smart, vivid, and not so rigid.
In order to hide his identity, Mo Shuyan also took great pains, in addition to choosing a dark room as a gathering point, he also put on a black robe and sat behind the black gauze tent.
At this time, outside the black gauze tent, Yu Ban and the more than ten young men stood straight, not affected by the surrounding environment at all, only knowing that it was a big man beside Cao Cao who summoned them.
Coughing lightly, Mo Shuyan said in a hoarse voice: "Coming here means that you will lose your name and your past, and from then on you will all be erased from the world, if you don't want to, you can leave within ten breaths." ”
Hearing this, everyone, including Yu Ban, had a complicated look flashing in their eyes, and finally after ten breaths, no one left.
Mo Shuyan in the black gauze tent was a little happy to see this, this group of people didn't give up so quickly, but they didn't know how many were left after a test.
Getting up from the black gauze tent, Mo Shuyan put on the demon mask that he had prepared a long time ago and walked out of the black gauze tent, without looking at everyone, he walked to the next dark room.
"There are clothes behind the black gauze tent, and after you have each changed, come to the next dark room." In the distance, Mo Shuyan's hoarse voice came.
When everyone heard this, they hurriedly ran to the black gauze tent and found that they were all black clothes of a unified system, so they simply didn't pick them, and changed them when they found a suitable one, but in the end they were quite surprised to find that everyone's clothes were fitted.
The people who didn't understand the reason for this hurried to the next dark room, only to see a large cauldron in the center of the dark room, the bottom of the pot was blazing, and the oil in the pot was constantly boiling and bubbling.
Mo Shuyan stood beside the oil pot with his hands in his hands, staring at everyone through the demon mask, and then ordered everyone to come over and surround the cauldron.
Waiting for everyone to form a circle around the pot, Mo Shuyan took out fifteen finger-sized round stones from his arms, held the original stone in his right hand and stretched it out to the center of the oil pot, and suddenly loosened, and the round stones smashed into the oil pot in an instant.
Retracting his hand, Mo Shuyan said coldly: "After ten breaths, I count three times, and I must take out a round stone from the oil pot without borrowing foreign objects." ”
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the people surrounding the oil pot suddenly widened, and they glanced at Mo Shuyan in shock, and then looked at the boiling oil pot, and their expressions suddenly became different, or frowning and puzzled, or afraid and afraid, or worried.
However, ten breaths of time passed in a flash, and before everyone could understand the true meaning, Mo Shuyan suddenly opened his mouth and counted.
"One."
As Mo Shuyan's voice sounded, everyone didn't think about it so much, but stared at the oil pot, thinking about whether to do it or not.
"Two."
When Mo Shuyan read it, he found that someone began to tentatively stretch out his hand and wanted to put it in the oil pot, but finally retracted it.
"Three!"
Accompanied by Mo Shuyan's voice, there were twelve roars, and twelve hands into the oil pot at the same time, and the other three stood timidly aside, not daring to move at all, looking at the twelve hands stretched into the oil pot in horror.