Global Trial

The experimenter has to fight with the residual consciousness in other people's five senses. At the same time, when you conflict with other people's five senses, the split part of your own five senses will also look around like a hunter, looking for opportunities to attack.

Xia Mingdong sighed, "Sure enough, the trial officer is a big fool. He fooled us into a more dangerous situation. In fact, it's better to pretend to be another person like me, or to find the law of the fog attack like you."

Ning Ge gave a soft "hmm", and told Xia Mingdong about the changing law of the mist.

Xia Mingdong said that he understood, but he couldn't do it, because his physical fitness is really not good, especially now that he has become an old man in his 70s.

"I think we should go down." Xia Mingdong looked at the tester who seemed to be unable to save not far away, and didn't bother. , Throwing things should also go down, we can only find the right direction by going down.”

"But of course the three-dimensional space we see may not necessarily be the real three-dimensional space." Xia Mingdong shrugged, "Eyes can be deceiving, this fog has a strange tension that allows us to stand on it steadily, as if we can walk Going anywhere, but it didn't give us any sense of direction, at least I didn't know any sense of direction, so it's likely that we walked in circles for a long time."

Ninge closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "Come with me."

Xia Mingdong blinked and asked, "Are you judging by the distance of that tester's aura?"

Ning Ge nodded, not denying this, just said: "Go this way."

Xia Mingdong was led by Ning Ge to walk slowly all the way. The road they walked was very strange. It was not the feeling of continuing to walk in a straight line at all, but an upside-down route that Xia Mingdong would not have taken before.

He felt that his head was completely turned upside down, and his whole body seemed to be twisted 180 degrees.

But he didn't have the feeling that the blood was concentrated in his head. It could only be said that the attractive force in the mist was extremely evenly distributed, so even that he wouldn't feel any discomfort even if he turned it 180 degrees.

As Ning Ge pulled him into a deeper place, Xia Mingdong soon lost sight of the trapped tester, and he asked Ning Ge: "Can you feel your five senses are nearby?"

Ning Ge nodded, "Yes, but he doesn't belong to me now."

He paused and replied, "Your ones are here too."

Xia Mingdong thought about how his original sense of touch turned into a monster that wanted to devour him, and he shuddered.

He didn't know what to say, "The five senses are not me, don't get me wrong."

"Yes." Ning Ge nodded, "I know."

Xia Mingdong asked again: "How do you know my five senses are there?"

It's impossible for Ning Ge to have smelled his brains. If he had, it would be too horrifying, and instantly changed from a romance movie to a ghost movie.

Ninge was silent for a moment, then whispered, "It smells like your blood."

"I know exactly what your blood tastes like."

Xia Mingdong raised his head and clearly saw that Ning Ge had touched the root of his teeth when he said this.

He felt his scalp go numb, and thought of the Blood Slave Bracelet again, it was so simple.

"Let's continue walking." Xia Mingdong said quickly, "It should be here soon, right?"

This time Ning Ge shook his head, "I don't know, I don't know how long it will be."

Xia Mingdong simply shut up and didn't speak to save the energy of both parties.

After they walked for an unknown amount of time, a voice suddenly sounded in the mist, a voice that was exactly the same as the new rules announced just now.

The voice of the unknown trial officer.

"Ning Ge, are you sure you want to continue to take Xia Mingdong with you?" the voice asked, "The Xia Mingdong you are pulling may not be the real Xia Mingdong, but you are the real you. If you don't pull the people around you, say Maybe you'll be there already."

"You can pass this level by yourself, can't you?" The voice continued to bewitch, "The people around you will only become your burden, if you give up on him, you will get more, you can pass this level in a very short time ..."

"Your strength has already slowly surpassed him, but he seems to have stopped at the same place and never improved." The voice was full of temptation, "Is he really worthy of your being with him?"

Ning Ge showed no expression and continued to guide the way.

Xia Mingdong couldn't hold back a slight smile, "What, I'm sorry, I don't think the people around me will abandon me no matter what. In fact, it's useless to sow dissension. Besides, you're so sure I can't do it?"

"How can a man say no!" Xia Mingdong, bent into a mosquito coil, snorted heavily, "I'm good, thank you."

He walked with Ning Ge while talking, "We should be almost there, but if we are not, the voice won't confuse us."

Only when they were really close to their destination, and when they were about to crash into something, that voice would continue to utter bewitching words.

The more he was dragged away by Ning Ge, the more Xia Mingdong could feel the turmoil of the mist. The mist around him kept churning, and the faces of the practitioners appeared and disappeared in front of him, but because his body was almost invulnerable Can only give up.

And the wings of the Fengshen pterosaur on Ninge's back flapped more and more frequently, as if it was fighting against some kind of force.

Xia Mingdong said in a low voice, "Why don't you let me go, it's hard work for you alone."

Ning Ge shook his head, "No, I won't let you go."

"Then..." Xia Mingdong was about to say something when he suddenly noticed that Ning Ge's expression was not right.

Xia Mingdong felt the back of his neck become cold and soft again, and a lot of blood was sucked away in the blink of an eye.

Ning Ge took advantage of the blood slave bracelet again, quickly flapped his wings, and flew towards the mist with Xia Mingdong in his arms.

The fog over there is getting thicker and thicker, so thick that Xia Mingdong can hardly see anything. Ning Ge hugged him and flew very fast. He closed his eyes, and the wind whizzed past his ears, and the weird smell of brains became stronger and stronger...

All of a sudden, as if he broke through some resistance, the smell of brains that was getting stronger and stronger disappeared instantly, and the air became fresh.

He rushed out of the fog, and Ninge rushed out of the fog with him in his arms, and came directly below the deserted island.

And right below the deserted island is not any land, but faces, the faces of the testers, each of the fifty testers has a face inside, Xia Mingdong also saw him Own and Ningo's.

Each of the faces of the trainees has their eyes closed and expressionless, the kind that can shut themselves off at a glance, and more than 50 faces are close together, which is very easy to cause secret fear.

Xia Mingdong stared at those faces and said thoughtfully, "What does human ideology and existence look like?"

Ning Ge didn't answer, but instead pulled Xia Mingdong back a few steps.

A figure squeezed out from the faces and slowly landed in front of them.

It's Chu Jiu.

When Chu Jiu squeezed out, he didn't seem to touch his tightly closed face, nor did he touch anything else. He simply got down from the top and directly passed through the entire deserted island's ground, from the ground to the ground.

Although Chu Jiu closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to feel that there were other people around him. After a while, he asked, "Two?"

Xia Mingdong didn't speak, Ning Ge took Xia Mingdong's hand, protected him behind his back, somehow accurately grasped Chu Jiu's position, and faced Chu Jiu head-on.

Although neither of them could see, they seemed to be face to face with someone who could see the same thing, with their eyes closed.

Chu Jiu suddenly asked: "Ning Ge, right?"

Ning Ge didn't speak, but Chu Jiu immediately asked again: "Xia Mingdong?"

Xia Mingdong didn't say anything, and simply pretended that he didn't exist.

Chu Jiu was not annoyed, he seemed to have anticipated this situation, and only asked: "Cooperate? I have a clue for this level."

Still no answer.

Chu Jiu didn't get an answer, so he didn't ask any more, and continued to stand where he was, closing his eyes and feeling something.

They were floating under the deserted island at this time, and the bottom of the deserted island was not tree roots and soil, but faces, as if the deserted island was built on their own bodies.

The mist is not far from both sides of them, still churning, but it will not cross the boundary.

The fog has clear boundaries. Once they leave the range of the fog, the fog will never attack.

And Xia Mingdong knew how Chu Jiu appeared here.

This time, even if Ning Ge didn't mention Xia Mingdong, he could still smell the bloody smell on Chu Jiu's body. jump down.

This should be a feasible method, but no one dared to try it before, and Xia Mingdong never thought of using other people's lives to achieve his own goals.

But Chu Jiu is obviously not a good man and a believer, and he should have grasped certain clues. Knowing that the deserted island under their feet is related to the land and themselves, he simply followed it down.

What they have to solve now may be the faces in front of them.

The simpler way is to get back your face, you should be able to get back your five senses that have been taken away, and then find a way to leave. This should be the easiest way to leave for those who can get here.

But Xia Mingdong didn't want to do that.

He wants to do something on this level.

This checkpoint made him feel disgusted like never before. If he doesn’t do anything, he will always feel disgusted, and he will always respond. Maybe he will remember it when the trial comes, which will affect his mood very much.

He looked at the fifty identical faces, then at the deserted island above his head, and suddenly asked Chu Jiu, "What are you going to do?"

Chu Jiu smiled, "Why, do you want to cooperate this time?"

Xia Mingdong was noncommittal, "Tell me what you want to do first."

"It's very simple." Chu Jiu said bluntly, "I need your eyes."

"I have no vision, and I can't see anything at the moment. I need to find out about my five senses. Of course, I also want to know what is under the deserted island. I can only smell blood, a different blood, and mixed together. smell."

Deprivation of the five senses is not really irregular.

The deprived five senses are more important for stronger people.

Vision is very necessary at this critical point in the level.

So what Ninge and the others lost was vision.

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