After dinner, Mo Ran took Tan Xi to the room on the second floor of the Snake of Light and began to rest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The room was not big, only two single beds, a desk, and although it was simple, it was kept clean and tidy.

After knowing that he was going to fight tomorrow, Tan Xi was not hypocritical, and chose a bed and began to rest. Mo Ran also lay on his bed, but his brows were furrowed, obviously still thinking about his 'strength' and path.

The night was long, and there was no incident.

The next day, Mo Ran was woken up by the biological clock early in the morning, but he didn't expect Tan Xi to be more self-disciplined than himself, and he was already sorting out his equipment.

The three-month life of the manor has given many trialists, and good habits of work and rest are one of them.

Mo Ran glanced at the dense fog outside, which seemed to be thicker than yesterday......

On this day, which was also the fifth day of the Trialist's arrival, several Trialists began to prepare for the battle.

Although the space did not put shackles on the trialists, the trialists consciously or unconsciously embarked on the path designated by the space.

The Trialist is like a blindfolded donkey, and the space only hangs a sweet carrot in front of it, instead of using a leather whip.

As long as the donkey takes a few steps, it will be able to eat sweet carrots. However, when the donkey is eating a carrot, its keen sense of smell will tell it that there is also a sweeter little apple hanging not far ahead.

Of course, this is only for nightmare warriors like Mo Ran and Tan Xi who have potential. (The Trialist is also a member of the Nightmare Warriors and can be considered a reserve.) ）

For those Nightmare Warriors who don't want to work hard, Space doesn't have time to pay attention. Because there are so many fighters under its command that it already has to be counted as a unit based on 'billions', it is better to focus on the more outstanding Nightmare Warriors rather than paying attention to the garbage.

Don't think that without the constraints of space, those nightmare warriors who are drunk and dreaming of death and willing to fall can rest easy.

If the space does not eliminate, there will be other nightmare warriors who will eliminate them, and the competition in the space will always be naked and bloody.

Nightmare warriors are special creatures of great value in their own right, and this value applies to the entire Infinite Universe, regardless of life or death.

Because of the imprint on the Nightmare Warrior's body, when they die, they are quickly recovered by space, both soul and body.

Therefore, these eliminators will eventually become resources to give back to other Nightmare Warriors. Only those veteran Nightmare Warriors can understand the bloodiness and coldness of space.

Only an idiot would use space as a philanthropist.

Space selection trialists generally choose those creatures with great potential and weak themselves.

After trials and training, the trialist will quickly grow into a nightmare warrior.

Those who are eliminated have no second chance, for them, the exhaustion of life means death, and death means recycling, which is a kind of recovery that even the soul cannot escape!

The energy converted by these recycled eliminators is dozens of times that of the nightmare.

Nightmares are like this, they sprinkle a handful of 'Trialists' in the spring, and begin to harvest in the fall, harvesting those 'Trialists' who cannot continue to grow.

Then a new handful of 'trialists' will be sprinkled again, and so on, and only those who are useful and powerful will be spared the harvest.

When a large number of trialists are recovered, an unparalleled amount of energy will be generated, a small portion of which will be used to sustain the space itself, and a small portion will be converted into resources to be distributed to the Nightmare Warriors who have not been eliminated.

As for most of the remaining energy, it is used for... War.

Mo Ran and Tan Xi quickly completed their preparations, Mo Ran's equipment and materials were all attribute items, so his pre-war preparations were just wearing armor, relatively speaking, Tan Xi's preparations were much more cumbersome.

After Mo Ran and Tan Xi went downstairs, they found that the entire Light Snake was running and preparing. Seeing them descend the stairs, Huck beckoned them to come to him.

Huck was located at a large dining table made up of several ordinary dining tables, and in addition to Huck, there were more than a dozen people sitting around the table.

"Sit down, it's really time for you to come, breakfast is just ready!"

Huck pointed to the empty seat next to him, sat the two of them down, and then instructed the maid to start breakfast.

"These are the members of the search team, and they are also the main force in the fight against zombies when looking for supplies."

Huck began to introduce Mo Ran one by one, first pointing to him on his right hand, a swashed, unkempt strong man, and said, "This is Drake, my deputy." ”

Huck then introduced the two to his men: "These two are warriors from the inner city, and you must have seen them yesterday. ”

"This is Mo Ran, this beautiful lady is called Tan Xi, and they will search for supplies with us today."

Afterwards, Mo Ran and Tan Xi nodded to everyone present. Maybe because the pressure of survival is too heavy, no one is dissatisfied because of the cold attitude of the two.

There were fifteen people sitting around the table, in addition to the trialists. Three of them were the focus of Mo Ran's attention.

First up is the leader of the place, Huck, who is a level 16 sword dancer himself.

Sword dancers also belong to the category of warriors, but the profession of sword dancer is so famous that it has its own name, such as Mo Ran, who belongs to the war knight in the knight classification.

The second is Huck's deputy, Drake, a fifteenth-level warrior, but his profession is rarer, he is a gladiator, and his weapon is a long-handled battle axe.

These two are the only two remaining top professionals in the Serpent of Light.

As for the third person, it's very interesting, it's actually a level 9 priest. However, Mo Ran was quickly relieved that the Serpent of Light had been able to sustain it until now, and this priest should have contributed to it.

With a priest comes the ability to keep fighting. Furthermore, the priest can effectively restrain the undead.

The remaining 12 are all warriors, and the lowest level has reached level 9, and three of them are high-level professionals, including two warriors and one archer.

Breakfast was quickly prepared, and Mo Ran would not be polite in the face of food, that is, he could eat as much as he could, and he also had to bring some dry food.

The Serpent of Light does not restrict the food supply for those who go out, so breakfast is also open.

Then, Mo Ran's appetite made Huck's men look sideways, and they also saw that the corners of Huck's eyes twitched, because the Light Serpent's food reserves were running low.

Only Tan Xi can see the nose with his eyes and his nose at the heart.

In fact, Tan Xi's appetite is not small, but it is only covered by Mo Ran's light, so it seems insignificant.