Les leaned back against the wall, discreetly peering through the wall.

After making sure there was no one else in the way, he silently bypassed the wall and turned into another passage.

In fact, the venue of their intermediate wasteland hunter assessment individual competition this time was changed on the basis of the underground maze that they had assessed last time as a junior wasteland hunter.

Some of the old walls were torn down, new ones were built, and rows of bright headlights lit up the ground as if it were day.

But the light doesn't give the contestants more security – a bright light means a shadow, and a shadow means a hidden crisis.

Les was now walking in the brightest part of the passageway, and the headlights were shining down on both sides, leaving him with nowhere to hide.

He couldn't help but quicken his pace, wanting to finish this passage as soon as possible—the feeling that the enemy was in the dark and I was in the light was not comfortable.

Although he is only 18 years old, he is fully confident in his abilities as a bison genetic hybrid with 82% genetic fusion, and a junior wilderness hunter with a pre-test score of more than 200.

He even confidently believes that most of the players in the arena will be his losers.

"Da Da Da-"

Hurried footsteps were heard behind him.

Someone!

Les instantly raised the vigilance of his whole body to the highest, turned his head to check, and at the same time secretly exerted his strength, ready for genetic liberation at any time-

"Bang-"

He only felt a strong wind blowing, and then he caught a glimpse of the afterimage of some plate-like object, and even though there was a sharp pain in his forehead, his eyes rolled white, and he suddenly fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

The man threw Rice to the ground, and when he saw that he was unconscious and no longer moving, he threw away the weapon in his hand—the weapon that had brought down Rice turned out to be a square, dark red brick.

"Huh? He doesn't have it in him, so where is it...... Tut. The man touched Rice's whole body up and down, but he didn't find the markers mentioned in the assessment guide, so he couldn't help but "tsk".

"I hate looking for things the most......"

With a long sigh, the man stood up again with the bricks in his hand, and waved it a few times in mid-air, as if holding some rare weapon: "Hey, then I can only go and grab the next one, it's so troublesome......"

"Meow."

Si Moxue has been in the arena for a while, and during this time, she has also met other contestants, and she has fought back and forth a few times. But they found that neither side could find the so-called markers on the assessment guide, so they stopped and left.

The venue for this assessment is obviously also a maze, and it looks far less complicated than the last time.

But somehow, no matter how Si Moxue walked, in the end he always walked back to his place as if he was going in circles.

"......" Si Moxue looked at the mark she had carved on the wall before, and fell into a deep powerlessness - if she went in circles like this, not to mention the markers that could not be found to pass the assessment, it was even a question of whether she could get out of the maze within the specified time.

No, I can't stop there.

Si Mo Xue cheered up and carved another scratch under the mark on the wall, indicating that she had passed through here again, and then chose an intersection that she had not walked and walked forward again.

"Shhh...... Pain, pain, pain! ”

When Les woke up from his coma, he felt only a dull ache in his head. He tried to reach out and touch it, and suddenly a sharp tingling pain accompanied by shivering spread through the wound all over his body, and the pain almost made the roots of his hair stand upside down.

Damn, there's a big bag on my forehead.

Les sneered indignantly as he got up from the ground.

It's ruthless to start this way, it's really disadvantageous.

He touched the big bag again.

"Oh Yo Yo ......"

Another sharp ache.

Les suddenly thought of a question: Damn, I'm afraid I'm not going to be disfigured, right? No, my handsome and dashing face is gone......

Thinking of this, he suddenly became sad, and his eyes were slightly red.

Just then, he heard the sound of deliberately suppressed footsteps coming from the passage ahead.

"Who?" Les didn't care about self-pity, and asked vigilantly, bowing slightly, ready for genetic liberation at any time.

The girl's clear voice came from the passage: "I didn't find the marker, I just passed by, I don't fight." ”

Les didn't answer, and took two steps forward cautiously, seeing the whole picture of the person who came—it was a mid-summer girl with black hair and black eyes.

At this time, she was holding her hands up to show that she had no ill intentions.

"That's okay." Les retracted his defensive stance and stepped aside.

He was about to wipe his face with his hand to sober up, but when he raised his hand, he touched the big bag on his head, and gasped in pain: "Hiss......"

Si Moxue saw the strange behavior of this boy who could barely be regarded as a boy with clear eyebrows, and followed his movements and noticed the big bag on his head: "You have ...... on your head"

A sharp eye knife flew over Les.

"It's really a big head, huh?"

Si Moxue swallowed "such a big bag" stiffly, and held back a sentence of "the corners of the head are grand", almost not breathing for the breath he was holding.

"Hehe......" Les barely managed to squeeze out a smile that was more ugly than crying.

The two stopped talking, and the atmosphere slowly became awkward.

Si Moxue stood in place and waved her hand awkwardly, she really couldn't think of anything, so she simply turned around to leave.

"Wait."

Unexpectedly, Les stopped her: "Do you want to form a team?" ”

He saw that Si Moxue was the same age as him, and he was not a master who would fight and kill when he came up, so he moved his mind to team up with her to find markers.

On top of that, he was really scared by the inexplicable sneak attack just now. Multiple people can take care of them along the way.

Although this girl doesn't look very strong, she can always scream a few times when she is in danger. Maybe I can still be a hero to save the beauty and achieve a good relationship.

Les Meths thought.

Si Moxue stopped and looked back at him, Les showed her a sincere smile, but unfortunately this smile was made extremely funny because of the big bag on her head.

“…… Good. After a moment of silence, Si Moxue said.

She had been wandering the labyrinth for a long time, and still couldn't find an exit. If we can have a partner working together, we may be able to make a breakthrough.

And she felt that with her own ability, even if Rice suddenly attacked, she was not without the strength to fight.

Thinking of this, she smiled at Les, too.

In this way, the two contestants, each with their own thoughts, temporarily changed from conflicting interests to allies, and went on the road together.

"You said you were looking for your friend, what does your friend look like...... Hiss, pain. Along the way, Rice was obsessed with the bag on his head, always wanting to touch it from time to time, and then squeaked in pain.

"Don't touch it all the time...... My friend, she's a cat genetically hybrid, a girl, with heterogeneous eyes and pale yellow hair, have you ever seen her? Si Moxue said in a low voice.

"Uh...... I haven't seen it, and people were stunned soon after I came in......" Rice obediently put down his hand and said slightly embarrassed.

"Oh, that's right."

God testifies that Si Moxue didn't mean anything else when he said this, but when he heard Rice's ears, he always felt that Si Moxue was secretly disliking him.

So he suddenly raised his voice and said: "I am a bison gene hybrid with a gene fusion degree of 82%, and I have reached more than 200 points before the assessment......"

"Shhhhh Si Moxue was so frightened that he hurriedly put his finger on his lips, signaling him to speak quietly, and his tone became a little stern.

"Oh......" Les was reprimanded by Sim Xue, and silently lowered his voice, but still insisted on finishing his words, "If I help you find it, you will definitely be able to find your friend." ”

"Okay, okay, thank you, thank you......"

What a boy with an unusually strong self-esteem and cares about his image.

Si Moxue silently sneered.