In front of the bronze man in the distance, E Sihui, who was training like crazy, couldn't help but frown. Zhang Tiandao kept shouting, which directly disturbed the training, which made him a little dissatisfied.
However, he didn't say anything in the end. Instead, he used all his strength to slash forward twice, broke the blade, then turned around and walked towards the crowd.
"Captain Tang, Officer Liu." As soon as E Sihui walked to the table, he saw the two people sitting next to him. He hesitated for a moment and chose a more appropriate title.
But compared to Zhang Tiandao, E Sihui's tone was calmer, with almost no fluctuations, and he just stayed there in silence after he finished speaking.
Obviously, this man was still thinking about the training just now.
However, this scene also made Tang Jiumin and Liu Ziyun nod. It can be seen that the opponent is training hard, no matter the opponent's pace or demeanor, they are completely different from before.
Speaking of which, this is also strange, because before the last trial, he was still in a state of indifference about life and death.
Liu Ziyun did find an opportunity to introduce them to Disaster Island.
What did E Sihui hear? He worked so hard.
Tang Jiumin stared straight at E Sihui, while Liu Ziyun just glanced at him and asked him to sit down.
Soon, the table of sumptuous meals was prepared.
As the sound of the harmonica stopped, Yefim came over, and the busy Zhang Tiandao also stopped and sat around the table with everyone.
Like the previous two times, this was the last meal before departure.
Of course, similar to last time, everyone's reaction is different.
Yefim was as unconcerned as ever, obviously used to seeing life and death.
E Sihui's expression was indifferent, but it gave people the feeling that he was ready.
In addition to these two people with excellent psychological quality, there are also people who look particularly nervous.
For example, Cheng Zhi and Zhang Tiandao, needless to say, the former and the latter seemed carefree, but as soon as they came to the table, they kept rubbing their hands together, obviously fearful of the upcoming trial.
The food was in place and everyone had arrived. Everyone's eyes turned to Tang Jiumin and Liu Ziyun.
This made Tang Jiu Min frown. He didn't like this atmosphere very much, but this time he didn't say anything disappointing like before.
Soon, even he looked at Liu Ziyun, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
Fortunately, the latter raised the glass in front of him bravely and talked about necessary but unnecessary nonsense.
"I don't know if we can survive the next trial, but let's work hard together. Tang Jiumin and I will find a way to help everyone survive as much as possible."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Ziyun drank it all in one gulp.
As these words fell, the atmosphere on the table became more relaxed. Everyone raised their glasses and drank more or less.
The dinner party officially started.
Everyone was eating and talking, and it was quite lively for a while.
After waiting for it to end, Liu Ziyun took a camera from nowhere and stood up.
"Well. This is something Li Changfu has done before. I think it's pretty good. Let's take a picture."
The dinner party, where they had been talking to each other just now, fell silent for an instant.
However, no one rejected this suggestion.
Although their expressions were different, everyone stood up one after another and quickly stood in one place.
The camera is set up and the countdown is set.
With a click sound, the six people took a group photo.
Liu Ziyun immediately approached the camera and took out the quick-drying photos.
However, at this moment, a strange voice appeared in the square.
"It's rare. There aren't many teams that have such a sense of ceremony before departure."
who? !
For a moment, everyone took out their weapons and looked for the source of the sound vigilantly.
Soon, they saw an uninvited guest.
Someone!
Someone else appeared in my team's square without permission!
There was no need for Tang Jiumin and Liu Ziyun to say anything. Everyone was on alert immediately and aimed their weapons at the intruder.
Yefim on the side even raised his machine cannon.
"Hey, calm down, this is a camp. If you shoot and kill, you will have to pay a lot of terminal fees!"
These words successfully caused Cheng Zhi, who had almost pulled the trigger, to stop. Tang Jiumin and Liu Ziyun next to them looked at each other and moved the muzzle of the gun slightly downward.
"If I don't explain first, how did you get here?" Tang Jiumin asked.
"Introduce yourself," said the uninvited guest.
"This is our camp, which is the 2066 fission station. The station manager, Boss Song's man, and the old people in the camp usually call me the postman, because I am often responsible for delivering things."
Tang Jiumin's eyes flashed.
"Then the way you delivered things is really special. You were able to directly enter our team's residence. I don't remember you knocking on the door."
"Of course." The other party spread his hands and replied in a helpless tone, "Whenever I need to knock on the door, they can't call me postman."
"So Mr. Postman, what are you doing here?"
"That's why I came."
When the other party raised his hand, two eerie white candles appeared in his palm. Just by looking at it, you could feel an unknown pressure.
Tang Jiumin took a closer look. This candle was actually made of human finger bones.
"Look, I'm really here to deliver something. I don't have any ill intentions. Why don't you put down your guns first? After all, I don't have any fighting ability on your territory. It would be too embarrassing if the gun went off."
The next second, Tang Jiumin looked to the side and nodded.
With his approval, everyone else put down their weapons. But Tang Jiumin looked at the so-called postman in front of him and continued to speak.
"Is it power? Or something else that allows you to shuttle between various teams' locations."
"Of course it's power." The other party immediately replied, "After all, the only thing that can cross the terminal system of Disaster Island is power."
"None of us should buy this candle, why would someone send something over?" Tang Jiumin turned to ask the others.
When the postman heard this, he quickly replied:
"Today, there are a total of 41 teams in the entire camp that will undergo the power trial. Among these 41 teams, only 3 teams are special because these 3 teams are composed of two trialists. It will be very difficult to conduct the power trial. Increase."
"So, according to Boss Song's wishes, I will give you three families a good gift."
"Help? Why?"
Tang Jiumin didn't even ask what kind of prop the candle was, but directly asked the other party why. He seemed extremely sober.
Such an attitude did not offend the postman, but instead made him look at him with contempt.
"I've already said it, because the trial is too difficult. A trial of power is already a very difficult task, with a group annihilation rate as high as 50%, let alone a trial of dual powers."
"Your group destruction rate will be as high as 80%. So according to Boss Song's wishes, I will give you some useful little gifts."
As the postman finished speaking, two candles floated in his palms and moved in front of everyone.
Soon, they also learned the role of candles.
[Bone Candle, Soul Offering]
Grade: C+
Type: Consumable, one-time, limited time (23 hours and 47 minutes remaining)
Characteristics: After burning, living creatures within a certain range cannot be detected by evil spirits.
Description: A bone candle made from the finger bones of a living person contains a sinful soul. After being lit, it will sacrifice and burn the origin of the soul, making it impossible for evil spirits to detect the location of the living person.
C+ grade props
And it’s limited to just over 23 hours, so it feels like it was made on the fly.
However, this is not a small gift, but a valuable gift.
Tang and Liu looked at each other, obviously a little surprised, and even a little wary in their eyes.
"It's not a good thing to be courteous for nothing. What do you want? This thing is too expensive, we may not be able to afford it." Liu Ziyun asked directly.
"Yes, we do have a request." The postman looked at Liu Ziyun, then at Tang Jiumin, and replied happily.
"Boss Song is the director of this fission station. Every once in a while, he takes people into the crack world. The world there is more dangerous than the trial world."
"We need more special powerful people and more powerful combat forces. And all of this can only be achieved if the number of powerful people in the camp increases."
At this point, the postman paused.
"You three dual-power teams, since two trialists have awakened at the same time, are naturally a stronger team. I give you gifts, but I hope you can survive better and increase the possibility of helping."
Hearing the ambiguous words of the other party, Liu Ziyun frowned and wanted to continue asking, but was interrupted by Tang Jiumin.
"We've accepted the stuff. Thank you, Boss Song, for us."
What?
Why did Tang Jiumin, the most cautious person, accept such a gift?
Liu Ziyun was a little puzzled.
He raised his head to look at Tang Jiumin, but he didn't even turn his head.
"There is no need to doubt too much. If they really want to target us, there are many ways, right? After all, we are so weak now that we are nothing more than ants compared to them."
As Tang Jiumin spoke, he nodded to Zou Dian, at least showing respect on the surface.
"Speaking of which, Mr. Postman, did you give different gifts to our three teams?"
Post almost nodded, somewhat confused about the necessity of this question.
But soon, his eyes flashed.
"That's really smart. Although you are not a strong person, you are a person who understands the rules. I hope you can survive the next trial."
"I won't disturb you anymore."
As he spoke, the postman lowered his head slightly, and the next second, his body slowly turned into a shadow and disappeared little by little.
But in front of the dinner table, as the other party disappeared, the atmosphere began to become heavy.
After all, as the other party said just now, this trial is extremely difficult, even higher than other single-power trials that are already relatively difficult.
In such a trial, with an 80% group destruction rate, can they survive?
Everyone couldn't help but doubt themselves, even Yefim frowned.
No one wants to die if they can live.
At this moment, Tang Jiumin suddenly turned his head to look at everyone and spoke seriously.
"You heard it, the trial is very difficult."
"Good news. I promise Liu Ziyun that I will help you survive as long as you are safe."
"Bad news. It seems that I can't protect myself from this trial."
"I don't want to break the contract yet, but I don't want to waste any more time. It's time to take the final step."
Tang Jiumin paused slightly.
"There is very little information about the next trial, but at least I want to know information about you."
"Attributes, weapons, equipment, props, training level, and the number of remaining mind crystals. I need to know what the people in my team can do."
(Here, my original outline was to use the form of dialogue to write out the attributes, equipment, and props that everyone can tell others publicly, but... after I finished writing, I felt it was too watery. So I took this That’s the end of the sentence. Regarding several characters, I will write a separate intelligence chapter for each of them. In this way, you can understand what is going on.)
