On this day, Yechen was lying on the bed in the bedroom of the private room of the seventh space, his heart was not beating or breathing, his whole body was wet, his clothes and hair were even dripping water, and a gray mist was enveloping his body, soaking his entire body.

Suddenly, the consciousness immersed in the depths of the soul was disturbed, and slowly, the fog of death closed into the body, and the wet feeling disappeared. Ye Chen opened her eyes, there was some doubt in her eyes, and the Trainer's Ring on the little finger of her right hand exuded a gentle burning sensation.

Focusing on the Trialist's Ring, Yechen noticed a new message from above: tomorrow at four o'clock in the afternoon, a new mission will begin.

Yechen called Fei Fei over and inquired about it, only to find out that this is a common practice: generally speaking, the seventh space will notify the trialists of the start time of the new mission one day in advance, so that they have time to recuperate and adjust, and enter the mission world in the best condition.

However, this information released in advance involves the start time of the task, and there will be no hints about the task name or task requirements at all. It can only be counted as a reminder that is better than nothing, and it is not very useful.

……

At four o'clock in the afternoon of the next day, according to Fei Fei's suggestion, he had a full rest, a full meal, and adjusted his state to the best Yechen walked towards the door of light casting. The original somewhat illusory door is now solidified, with a wild jungle carved into it, which seems to hint at the background of this mission.

Yechen wanted to take a closer look, but at the urging of the Trialist's Ring, which was getting hotter, she had to push open the door of the task and step inside.

After a slight feeling of dizziness ended, Yechen found himself in a fast-moving car.

Yechen doesn't know much about cars, but looking at the interior space, it should be an off-road vehicle, with two rows in the front and back, and she sits in the middle of the back row.

On the left sat a girl with healthy wheat-colored skin, wearing a tracksuit and short eyes, giving her a sleek and intelligent appearance. On the right is a boy, with short hair, wearing a jacket, shirt and jeans, who is holding his chin with his hand at this time, looking out of the car window, but Yechen feels that he is actually observing himself through the reflection of the window.

The boys and girls on the left and right are about the same age as Yechen, and they are in their early twenties, and the man driving in front of them is more mature, about thirty years old, with bulging arms and chests, very strong. Even if he is driving, his whole muscles are tense, his back is straight, and his eyes are resolute, and he looks like a person who has received rigorous military training. Sitting in the passenger seat is an old man, who is said to be an old man, and it is estimated that he is in his fifties, which can be called the prime of life for modern people. His hair is a little gray, his face shows vicissitudes, he should have been running outside a lot, and he was pretending to sleep at this time.

Yechen looked out the window of the car, and the car they were sitting in was driving in a jungle, and the trees were not dense, so that the car could speed at forty miles per hour—a speed that would definitely be called a speed in the woodland. As for the number "forty miles", it was read out of the dashboard by Yechen.

After briefly checking the surrounding environment and making sure that there was no danger to personal safety for the time being, Yechen turned up the mission description of this mission.

Mission Name: Survival Game.

Mission: Stay alive.

Just these two lines, gone.

What's going on, Yechen complained in her heart, there is no task description, she doesn't know what identity she is now, and the task requirements are outrageously simple. This should be a survival type of mission, but what about the time limit? What about the way to return to the seventh space? None of them!

Seeing that Yechen opened her eyes, the girl on the left asked with concern, "How is it, do you feel better?" ”

I don't know what kind of relationship I have with this girl now, Yechen had to follow her words and replied vaguely: "It's okay." ”

The girl was obviously relieved and said, "I'm relieved." After speaking, he also glanced at the old man in the co-pilot very vaguely through the rearview mirror.

There was silence again.

The girl seemed to be a lively and active person, and she didn't have to endure it for long, so she whispered to Yechen.

Yechen tried a few words, but it didn't take much effort to understand some general situation. The three of them were students of the old man sitting in the passenger seat, and this time they went into the jungle to study a subject. Today's research is over, and they are returning to their base camp.

As for the names of these people in the car and what their research topics were, because it was something that Yechen should have known, he couldn't find a reason to ask for a while.

What made Yechen feel strange was that during the chat, the girl often looked at the professor, that is, the old man sitting in the co-pilot, through the rearview mirror, very careful and hidden, not knowing what the girl was doing.

At first, the girl was relatively restrained, but in the back she slowly relaxed, talking and laughing, and her voice slowly amplified.

"At the class reunion some time ago, you didn't seem to be very happy." The girl asked.

"Is there one? No, I don't. Yechen still followed the girl's question and answered, trying to be as vague as possible.

"Yes, and it's obvious." The girl nodded seriously and asked, "Is it because that guy has been pestering you?" ”

Ye Chen's eyes showed a faint boredom, as if he thought of something annoying, and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this, okay?" "Yechen's acting skills are good, and she perfectly interprets a cold and beautiful girl who is impatient and crazy and has a butterfly.

"Alright, alright, I'm not going to talk about him." The girl said, with a smile on her face, as if she had thought of something happy, "I think that guy is not bad, his heart is also sincere, and he is quite worthy of you." ”

"It's not a question of sincerity or insincerity, no feeling is no feeling." Yechen gave a panacea answer and asked, "Can we change seats?" I want to look out the window. ”

Unexpectedly, this question made the girl's face change greatly, although it was only a few moments, but Yechen clearly read the fear and uneasiness from the girl's face. On the other side, the boy's body also stiffened.

The girl glanced at the professor through the rearview mirror again, the expression on her face had returned to normal, and said, "Forget it, don't toss, we will be at the base camp in half an hour anyway." ”

The strange behavior of everyone in the car made Yechen feel uneasy, this didn't seem to be a normal classmate relationship, what caused this situation, did he ignore any key information? Or is it a complete misunderstanding?

Soon, Yechen made another important discovery: the car was faster. At first, Yechen just had a faint feeling, and glanced at the dashboard, which clearly showed that the speed of the car had reached fifty miles, and it was still improving.

It's too dangerous. The road conditions in the woodland are complicated, and this is an undeveloped forest, there is no road at all, they are now passing through the gaps between the trees, and they need to turn around from time to time, relying on the direction given by the navigation so as not to get lost. Although the car is specially designed for off-road use, so that it will not be violently bumped by a small pothole, but the view in the woodland is easily obscured by the trees, and the driver is not afraid that he will not have time to turn and crash into the trees?

Is something wrong? Why do drivers speed up at the risk of their lives?

Yechen leaned back in the chair, squinting slightly, carefully observing the situation in the car. She was in a good position in the car, sitting in the middle of the back seat, not only could you observe the back of the driver and the professor, but also through the rearview mirror, you could see their eye contact and facial expressions.

After observing it for a while, it really made her a discovery.

When the speed of the car was raised to sixty miles, the sturdy driver couldn't help but glance at the co-pilot, and there was a hint of uneasiness in his eyes. It seems that as a driver, he is well aware that the current speed is too high and his life will be in danger at any time, but it seems that reducing the speed is not something he can decide, and the consent of the professor sitting in the passenger seat is required.

The professor hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded. Only then did the driver breathe a sigh of relief and slowly reduce his speed to fifty miles.