Huddled in a cardboard box, Hardir felt stupid.

"That's... Mr. Zhou You...."

"Shut up and call me BIGBOSS."

Said a cardboard box in front.

"Well... BIGBOSS, what are we doing here? "Lying on the creeping soft mud—or what kind of badly wounded body would not have been able to move at all," Hardir asked, as if in compromise.

"Of course it's sneaking in, can't you see it?" Zhou You also shrunk in a cardboard box, peeking at the square with a gap open above.

"I understand what it means to sneak in, it's just... Why do you have to wear such a thing? Huddled in a small space, Hardir felt like his limbs were beginning to ache. I mean, you can use that shadow of yours to achieve the effect of masking, so why do you need to do more? ”

"There is a limit to the Shadow Realm, and no one can guarantee if there are any detection spells here, besides." Crawl forward slowly. "To infiltrate, you must set a cardboard box, this is a conventional rule, you don't understand."

"Where did this rule come from?" Hardir whispered, but after saying this, he didn't say anything more, just instructed the soft mud under him to follow him closely.

The two gray cardboard boxes just took advantage of the hazy night to keep going, but to be honest, in this concentration camp where there was not even a complete house, the appearance of two clean cardboard boxes was really suspicious, but fortunately, the goblins were also loose enough to keep them undetected.

But luck is called luck, because it doesn't work when it works, and when it is smart, you may win the 500W jackpot if you buy a lottery ticket, and when it doesn't work...

For example, choking on eating, choking on water, finding no paper after going to the toilet, or hitting a goblin head-on, etc.

Crane? Big Stick looked at the two boxes in front of him suspiciously.

In the current situation of goblins and the intellectualization of the whole people, people like him do things with a tendon, don't think about the consequences of doing anything, stuff food into his mouth, and never care about raw and cooked people are quite special, so special that no matter anyone sees him, they will usually give him a unique nickname very affectionately

- Idiot.

However, Crane has never had any inferiority complex for this nickname, just like his father said, life is to eat and sleep well, and he has implemented it very thoroughly, so from birth to now, this person has lived quite satisfactorily.

It's just that even so, Crane also has a little hobby of his own, that is, collecting all kinds of paper items, whether it is paper shell paper or toilet paper, he treats all of them equally, so according to his years of experience in reading paper, he can see that the two cardboard boxes in front of him are very problematic.

But he didn't dare to move on his own - because his father had told him that the most important thing to be a soldier was to be cautious in his words and deeds, and although he still didn't understand the meaning of the word, his father had taught him with a slap in the face - don't move if you should not move, and even if you don't move, even if you are killed, don't move.

So Crane? The stick had been spinning in front of the two cardboard boxes for more than thirty minutes - and if there were no accidents, he would have been more than happy to just turn to dawn.

But some people are very unhappy about this.

Just as Crane was about to stab the head of his saber and test the firmness of the suspicious cardboard box, a black, worm-like thing crawled out of it.

- Hey, what is this?

Driven by curiosity, Crane couldn't care less about his father's advice, and gently stretched out his hand and touched it.

- Soft and cold, with a strange sticky slip, and seems to be constantly winding and tightening.....

Wait, tighten?

In the moment of Crane's consternation, the tentacles of the shadow had quickly spread to his neck, and then shrank forcefully-

'Boom', a faint but crisp sound.

"Whew, I'm finally dead to this idiot." Hidden in the box, Zhou Yu let the shadow destroy the corpse, and generally sighed with relief. "Fortunately, this guy doesn't have a lot of intelligence, otherwise our plan would have fallen short."

"That's... I don't think it's very reliable. Hardir retorted weakly from the rear. I've been reminded that the guards here are very lax, not to mention the early warning spells, and there aren't even a trap....."

"Hugh has to say more." Zhou You directly stopped - leader, even if you make a mistake, you can't admit it. "Besides, we're all already there, aren't we?"

A house that always looked like it stood in front of his eyes—God was pitiful, for the first time since he had entered this hellish place, he had seen a house made of stone—

The room was brightly lit, and there were many people in the simple screen window, as if it was a meeting, but because the voice was too noisy, even if I was close to the house after a few days of learning the world language, I never understood a few words.

"Hey, who's that." Zhou You greeted the attendant behind him. "What do they say? Can you translate it for you? ”

After a while, a voice that seemed to be ashamed came from the cardboard box.

"I'm sorry, because they talk with too much slang, so I didn't understand ......"

- What do you want?

Just when Zhou You was about to express his naked contempt, Hardir hurriedly picked up the next sentence. "But judging from the sporadic clips, they should be arguing about me and Vona running away this morning...."

"Just this little thing?" Someone was surprised. "It's a mess, I thought there was a symphony inside."

"Goblin discussions have always been like this," Haldir replied. Although they have vigorously supported the cause of education since the Sun King ascended the throne, the time for their enlightenment is still too short after all, so order and discipline rarely appear in them, look at it..."

The box containing the middle-aged birdman shook and a familiar sound came from it. "It won't be long before they put my and Vona's affairs aside and start moving from words to hands—and they all think it's long overdue, until there's only one person left, and that person's opinion will be the final adoption."

"I'm starting to think it's tragic that you guys can be defeated by these guys." Just as Zhou You's rare pity, the chest containing him also began to shake constantly, as if someone was doing something in it.

"No matter how clever a stratagem is, it is useless in such an absolute disparity in numbers," Hardir asked curiously, defusing his race. Excuse me, what are you doing? ”

"Make a bomb." From which cardboard box came a joyous voice. "A convenient, worry-free, and most important thing is that I don't have to do it, and directly send these guys to the big bomb in the west sky~"