Taobu's pupils shrank, he slapped the counter suddenly, and said in a cold voice: "You actually used my students as bait."
Chris shrugged slightly, "I'm not that capable, and we are also old acquaintances.
I still understand your temper.
This arrangement was decided by the superiors, and we can only obey.
Tob said angrily: "You can't let a group of children be used as bait.
You know that there are alchemists lurking here, and you still let a group of children come to lure them.
This is the behavior of the Holy See of Light."
Chris's face changed slightly, and she said in a low voice: "It is a serious crime to discuss the Holy See of Light in private.
Please don't do it again.
If you can capture the alchemist, you will also record a meritorious service for these children, and they will not care about it in the future.
Whether they are eliminated and join the guard establishment, or they are qualified to stay and become scavengers, this meritorious service is a valuable asset to them.
It is not so easy to establish meritorious service."
"Hmph, so I have to thank them," Tob sneered.
Chris said helplessly: "Whether you are grateful or not, this is a fact.
Besides, if the assessment venue is changed this year, it will alarm the snake.
These alchemists have a wide network, and there may be people buried in our army.
Their eyeliners, these kids Although they are still a little young, they will graduate in three years.
Whether they join the guards or scavengers, they may face alchemists.
At that time, they will be the warriors on the front line, and no one can protect them.
This is also a valuable experience for them.”
Taob frowned slightly, snorted coldly, handed the wooden cup to the old man behind the counter, and said, "Lao Luo, have another cup."
"Seeing how angry you are, I'll give you some more ice."
The old man behind the counter smiled.
Tuob was suffocated and didn't say anything.
Night comes.
As the sun goes down, the temperature in the desert immediately drops.
The heat preservation effect of the sand is extremely poor, and the heat is dissipated quickly.
At this time, Dudian and Shamu had built a fire pit with a few stones, and burned old plants in it.
The method of igniting fire is naturally the most primitive method of making fire by drilling wood.
"So hungry" Zachi touched his stomach and looked at Dudian.
Dudian leaned against the fire, closed his eyes, and said, "Bake it up for a while, ten days will pass quickly.
Besides, talking will make you hungry faster."
Zacky smiled bitterly and closed his eyes.
Macon sat by the fire and said with a smile: "Get a good sleep.
You won't be hungry when you sleep."
"It's hard to live when you're hungry and cold."
Sham tightened his clothes and leaned closer to the fire.
Macon smiled slightly, picking up firewood and throwing it into the fire pit from time to time, remembering Dudian's instructions to keep the fire light at all times to prevent wild beasts from approaching.
Late at night, the temperature got even lower.
A gust of wind blew from time to time.
Even sitting by the fire, Macon felt shivering from the cold.
His legs shook slightly, allowing his body to generate heat.
However, the frequent shaking made him suddenly feel the urge to urinate.
Come.
He looked at the three Dudians who were sleeping soundly, stood up and walked to the sand beside him, unbuttoned his pants, and was about to pee, but in vain, a dry palm suddenly stretched out in the darkness and pinched his throat.
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Macon's pupils shrank, his heart beat violently, and his eyes almost burst with fear.
He saw a wrinkled face emerging from the darkness, looking at him sinisterly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Be good. , don’t scream.”
All the hairs on Macon's body stood up, and he immediately wanted to call for help, but his mouth was open, and his throat was pinched to almost pieces.
He couldn't scream even if he wanted to, and could only make a "crack" sound like the tearing of cloth.
Under this intense fear, Dudian's always calm face appeared in his mind.
His eyes suddenly opened and he kicked his feet back hard.
His heels kicked against the soft sand beneath his feet, splashing against the fire. not enough The distance is not enough Macon was a little desperate.
At this time, the owner of the withered palm also noticed Macon's cry for help.
A chill flashed across his cold eyes.
He raised his other hand.
In the darkness, Macon could see clearly with the faint firelight. a dagger Whoosh thrust straight There was a bang, and at the moment when Macon's mind was completely blank, a stone was thrown in vain and hit the dagger.
At the same time, Dudian shouted: "There are enemies, get up."
At his roar, Zach and Sham immediately woke up and grabbed the stone for their heads, with nervous expressions on their faces.
Dudian stared at the thin but rickety figure in the darkness.
He had always been a light sleeper, especially in such a dangerous environment.
He was not completely reassured about Macon's vigil.
He suddenly felt a few grains of sand splashed on him just now. on the face, immediately When he woke up and opened his eyes, the first scene he saw was where Macon was sitting.
There was no trace of him.
When he turned around to look, he happened to see the thrilling scene just now, and immediately grabbed the fire beside the fire without thinking.
The stone was thrown, but it hit him unexpectedly.
"Damn it!"
This rickety figure was an old man, covered in a black robe.
The dagger he held in his right hand fell to the ground.
His wrist was shaking slightly.
The severe pain caused anger to well up in his heart, and he pushed away Mei, who was struggling.
Ken took out a green bottle from his chest and opened the mouth of the bottle.
Green smoke curled up from the bottle.
He pointed it in the direction of Dudian and the others and blew out a big mouthful.
Green smoke came immediately.
Dudian's expression changed, and he hurriedly covered his nose, trying to remind Zachi and Sham, but the green mist had already drifted closer and he was unable to speak.
With a plop, Macon, who was closest to the rickety old man, was shrouded in green mist and immediately fell down.
Dudian's pupils shrank and he hurriedly fell down and pretended to be dead.
There were two more splashes, and Dudian knew without looking that it was probably Zachi and Shamu who had also inhaled the green mist, but he didn't know whether they passed out or died of poisoning.
His heart was beating wildly, and he was filled with tension and doubts.
Could this be one of the assessments?
If so, he believed that except for those large groups, all other small groups would be eliminated.
Could it be that the purpose of this assessment is to unite everyone?
Du Di'an's mind was spinning rapidly, and he couldn't help but regret a little.
Perhaps the meaning above was not to let them survive for ten days at all, but to see if they could unite.
"Damn kid!"
At this moment, Dudian heard the footsteps of the rickety old man and walked towards him.
He immediately knew that he wanted to retaliate for his stone attack, and secretly complained in his heart.
"Damn it for wasting a bottle of soul-losing potion on me."
Just listening to the voice, Dudian knew that he was saying it through gritted teeth.
With his heart raised, he quietly grabbed a handful of sand in his palm, ready to wait for the opportunity.
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At this moment, Dudian felt that the sole of his foot was grasped by a dry palm.
There was no flesh on the palm, and it made his ankle a little painful.
He secretly gritted his teeth and waited for the opponent to bend down to kill him. of sand thrown out.
However, the rickety old man didn't seem to have any intention of killing him.
He just grabbed his ankle and dragged him forward.
Dudian's heart sank, knowing that he was going to take him to his lair to solve the problem. attack Or continue to wait for the opportunity: