At the moment when the white mist was about to attack his body, Gong Yaming, who was anxious, afraid, nervous and other negative emotions, all disappeared inexplicably, and the word 'non-attack' in Dingwen behind him, which was like a birthmark, began to continue to light up with a faint brilliance.

The rapidly spreading white mist, after cutting through Gong Yaming's 'mecha combat weapon', nothing unusual happened, and it had disappeared in the blink of an eye.

However, in the other jungles through which the white mist passed, a series of desperately suppressed screams suddenly sounded.

Immediately, several hastily figures jumped out of their hiding places and fled in all directions.

Faced with such a situation, those mysterious people tacitly divided into two groups, and one group quickly dived into the jungle, chasing the witnesses.

The other group stayed where they were and began to use the instruments they had brought with them to inject a green liquid into the bodies of the slain candidates.

After the injection was completed, the mysterious person left behind waited for about 2 or 3 minutes with nothing to do, and then began to use the instrument he carried to extract the body fluids of the deceased candidate.

Three minutes later, after they had finished extracting bodily fluids and using a strong corrosive agent to turn all the corpses and clothing into sewage, the jungle, where 28 horrific murders had just taken place, was no different from the rest of the world, except for some traces of fierce fighting...

Gong Yaming lay motionless on the ground, looking at the mysterious person not far away, doing all this in an orderly manner, and finally walked into the jungle silently and disappeared.

The doubts in my heart, for a while, overpowered the fear.

He really couldn't understand what had just happened, so that he could not be discovered by the mysterious people and escape the catastrophe that was almost certain to die.

After thinking about it for a while, although there was no obvious clue, Gong Yaming guessed that the opportunity to escape should be related to the 'peaceful' state that he suddenly entered before the white fog came.

Recalling the state of mind just now, taking advantage of the traces left in his heart, he slowly relaxed his mood and tried to rely on his own will to take the initiative to enter a state of 'tranquility'.

Failed to succeed twice in a row, and in this dangerous environment, the time to complete the 'practical assessment' task was very tight, and Gong Yaming should not continue to try anyway.

But thinking that the group of cruel mysterious people had just left, maybe they hadn't gone far, Gong Yaming still decided to lie in place with the 'mecha combat weapon', try a few more times, and wait for the mysterious people to go further, and then hit the road and return to the 'Victory'.

In this way, time passed minute by minute, and after a full hour, Gong Yaming finally stood up with the 'mecha combat weapon'.

At this time, behind his back, the word 'non-attack' written by Ding Shu was under the control of Gong Yaming's will for the first time, exuding a dim light...

The journey went smoothly to the point that it was incredible, although because Gong Yaming's energy was close to the limit, so that the speed of the 'mecha combat weapon' was much slower than 4 days ago.

But because he didn't encounter a single attack by a native beast, five hours later, he had miraculously seen the huge figure of the 'Victory spaceship' standing in the dense jungle.

In order to avoid any branches at the last moment, Gong Yaming mustered up his last energy, indulged in the 'mecha combat weapon', and rushed towards the 'Victory spaceship'.

After he finally staggered onto the magnetic levitation platform of the 'Victory', Gong Yaming's tense and tired spirit suddenly relaxed, and he instantly passed out...

I don't know how long it took, but the faint sound of 'Didi...' in my ears woke up, and my head still felt groggy Gong Yaming.

Suddenly, he didn't know where he was, shook his head violently, and tried to open his eyes.

A vague figure in front of him shook his mouth one by one, and a fluttering voice came:

"Young man, I'm Leiat, the assistant nurse on board the Victory, and I'm treating you.

Don't panic now, relax your whole body and slow down your breathing. ”

Hearing that he was out of danger, Gong Yaming nodded reassuringly, and relaxed his body according to the doctor's instructions.

Nurse Leat breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Gong Yaming quieting down, and continued: "Young man, listen, you are overdrawn and fatigued to the limit, so that your kidneys have suffered organic failure.

Fortunately, this organic failure is not serious, and it can be cured through direct 'catheter intervention'.

However, during the treatment, you must lie still and rest.

That is, it will be another 14 hours from now before you can get out of bed. ”

"Rai, Nurse Leat, I didn't expect the infirmary of the 'Victory spaceship' to be able to do 'intervention treatment', it seems that the welfare of your crew is really good."

"Very good, very good, young man, you can joke with me when you are just sober, keep up such a pleasant mood, and you will soon be healed.

However, what you need now is a quiet rest and stop talking, which will drain what little energy you have left. ”

Hearing Leat's admonition, Gong Yaming gasped and said, "Okay, nurse." He closed his eyes again...

On the journey back to Earth from the planet 'Kaisessik 11k', Gong Yaming spent most of his time lying still.

By the time he got better, the 'Victory Spaceship' was less than one hour away from the 'Long-Range Space Airport' in Jinghai City.

Originally, Gong Yaming could have been in the comfortable 'medical room', and after the 'Victory spaceship' returned to Haijing City, he would have disembarked directly.

But after his physical condition returned to normal, he was eager to know whether he finally passed the 'explorer' practical assessment.

The second is to know whether those mysterious people who hunted many 'practical assessment candidates' and almost killed themselves were also discovered by other candidates or officials.

As for these two questions, Nurse Leat, who always stays in the 'infirmary' and passes the time by studying 'nursing knowledge', is impossible to answer.

So in desperation, Gong Yaming, who was pale and weak, had to drag his heavy steps, walked out of the 'medical room', and walked towards the residential area of the 'Victory spaceship'.

After walking for 8 or 9 minutes, after coming to the living area of the 'Victory spaceship', Gong Yaming began to encounter other candidates from time to time.

Just as he was about to take the liberty of accosting someone and asking about the situation, a somewhat familiar voice came from a distance.

"Young man, you actually got out of danger, aha, it's really good, it makes me feel a lot happier to see another familiar candidate, who didn't die on that damn 'Kezesick-11k' star, especially since this candidate is still a 'prince'.

It was the bearded man who had spoken to Gong Yaming at the 'Xu Ji Hot Soup Noodle Restaurant', and he ran to Gong Yaming's side laughing and continued to chatter: "We are really unlucky, we have encountered a rare small-scale beast tide.

If it weren't for the Atlanta Star Sector garrison, which received a request for help from the Victory spaceship, and dispatched a wing to clear the guards, perhaps we wouldn't have been able to set sail on the Kejersey 11K at this time.

However, fortunately in the midst of misfortune, we are all alive, and since we are alive, there is nothing to complain about. ”

From the mouth of the big man, I heard the words "encountered a rare small-scale beast tide", and the garrison of the "Atlanta Star Boundary", after receiving the request for help from the "Victory spaceship", dispatched a wing to clear the guards'.

Thinking of the group of mysterious people, who had been considered to be 'military people' by the 'Preparatory Explorers' who had been attacked, Gong Yaming's already bloodless face became even paler.

He wisely didn't ask any more questions about the mysterious man, but nodded and said, "Yes, sir, we are really lucky to be able to return to Earth alive when we encounter the 'Beast Tide'.

I've been in a coma since I returned to the Victory spaceship.

I don't know how many of the 'small-scale beast tides' of the planet 'Kaisesick' 11k have killed this time, and the 'explorers' like us have been tested for practical examinations.

Also, have our 'Practical Assessment' results been announced? ”

"1,090 of the 1,514 candidates returned, with a mortality rate of 28%, and 7 of them were rescued by the garrison of the 'Atlanta Star Sector'.

This is more than 30 times higher than the 0.9% mortality rate of the usual federal 'explorer' practice.

As for our 'Practical Results'..."

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