Xiao Ming staggered to the front door of the house, stepped in from the garbage pile blocking the door, and almost slipped again.
It turned out that the water on the ground had frozen into a thick layer of ice.
The fire in the middle of the living room was completely extinguished.
The dark red light reflected on the ice gave it a magical feeling.
At this time, the sound of rain outside also stopped.
It was really timely rain, and it stopped when it was said to stop.
Instead of the sound of rain, there was a gradually increasing scream, roaring behind me, as if it was about to swallow up the entire building.
Xiao Ming seized the time and picked four wooden strips of similar size on the frozen firewood.
He quickly dug a notch underneath, cut a section of rope, spread it into four strips of cloth, and passed it through the notch.
Then, two wooden bars were tied to the soles of each foot to make simple skates.
He straightened up, stamped his feet, and skated a circle nimbly on the ice.
Yes, he had not forgotten the skating skills he had developed in the fortress area.
He glanced around the door and windows, listening to the increasingly louder chewing sounds of the giant rats, with cold eyes: "Do you want to see a battle?
I'll let you open your eyes."
With a crash, the garbage at the door was shattered by the teeth of the giant rat, and then a large ball of gray-black meat fell in.
Yes, they fell in because they couldn't stand firm at all.
In the dim light, the meat balls spread out on the ice and divided into five or six giant rats.
They stretched out their terrifying heads and their noses kept twitching, as if they smelled the supreme delicacy.
But this delicacy is out of reach for them.
Their short limbs are struggling to paddle on the smooth ice.
Xiao Ming watched this scene with cold eyes, kicked his foot, turned in a big arc, and slid through the door nimbly.
The short knife in his hand cut through the mess quickly and accurately passed through the bodies of several giant rats.
Amidst several whining sounds, he slid around and turned back.
With his feet flying, he kicked the dead and injured giant rats out of the door, and then there was a squeaking sound.
A swarm of giant rats appeared.
They rolled and crawled forward, undulating like waves, and poured into the door.
Xiao Ming was as light as flying, gliding quickly around the living room.
Every time he passed the door, he would bring a rain of blood and make the rats scream like a frying pan.
Obviously, the rats were irritated.
They stretched out countless white fangs and bit madly in the air, trying to bite Xiao Ming, who was like a bolt of lightning, but in vain.
With the help of high-speed skating and the clumsiness of the giant rat on the ice, Xiao Ming had the upper hand, spending almost no energy.
He was excited to kill, lowered his speed, and the blade changed from scratching to thrusting, just like the game of inserting a knife between the fingers seen in movies.
He aimed at the grinning rat heads and thrust them in quickly, squeaking, blood...
Arrows shot everywhere, rat corpses overlapped Unknowingly, Xiao Ming's space for movement was decreasing, because there were more and more rat corpses, and the giant rats behind stepped on the corpses of his companions and rushed up, but they were much more flexible than at the beginning.
Xiao Ming also realized this.
While killing the giant rats, he swept their corpses out of the door with his feet to regain the living space.
The ice at the door was covered with the blood of the giant rats, and it soon turned into ice. , the fishy smell is pungent.
The group of rats at the door were attracted by the corpses of their companions, and started tearing and fighting over them, and then the offensive was reduced.
Xiao Ming also had some free time, circling around the fire easily.
He checked the dark red charcoal in the fire.
The fire could last for a long time.
He was not in a hurry to light it, otherwise he would scare away the rats, and the organizing committee would come up with some tricks to drive him out.
Maintaining such a low-intensity yet exciting battle is a delicate balance for him.
At this level, the organizing committee is also one of his enemies, and he defeated the enemy with a move.
Excellent move.
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Although this move was an accidental move, it was also inseparable from his well-trained reaction to the enemy and his ability to capture fighter opportunities on the ever-changing battlefield.
Xiao Ming was feeling slightly complacent when suddenly there was a loud scream behind him.
It turned out that the windows were covered with giant rats at some point.
They jumped up one by one and attacked in the air.
"Well done!"
Xiao Mingyin shouted, making a 720-degree rotation on the same spot, and the short sword turned into a sword formation surrounding his whole body.
The giant rats from the air attack fell on the rotating knife array, and in an instant they turned into pieces of flying flesh and blood, scattered in the room, and some of them flew out of the window.
The rats outside the window also became chaotic and started fighting for food.
Xiao Ming found the trick, killed a giant rat, threw it outside, and let them eat themselves, which greatly reduced his pressure.
In order to ensure the excitement, Xiao Ming changed his skating tricks from time to time, did some difficult leaps and turns, and played a killing game.
Sometimes he would pull a giant rat by its tail, spin it continuously, spin it dizzy, throw it out, and smash it to pieces on the wall; sometimes he would raise his foot and kick the giant rat that jumped in out of the window like a ball. high altitude In short, it can be seen from the fact that there are no new mechanisms activated that his performance is still satisfactory.
This rare battle between man and mouse on ice lasted for an unknown amount of time until Xiao Ming felt that something suddenly appeared in the room.
He subconsciously looked up and saw a green clock display frame on the front door. , it’s twelve o’clock.
He immediately thought of a similar scene last night.
It was also at this time that he entered the safe white passage.
Was this a hint to him that he could rest?
Xiao Ming looked at the giant rats crowded at the door and windows.
They showed no signs of retreating.
He really couldn't hold on any longer.
People are like this, once they have thoughts, the breath they have been holding can easily be released.
He ignored it, picked a dry piece of clothing from the firewood, wrapped it around the tinder, blew it gently, and the ashes rekindled, and the raging fire illuminated the living room again.
After a burst of neighing, the rats retreated like an ebbing tide, leaving behind a pile of thin white bones and icy blood on the ice, as well as a long-lasting smell of blood.
To be on the safe side, Xiao Ming did not stay here.
He went up to the second floor with kindling, made a torch, collected some more firewood, and found a place to spend the night in another house.
He moved the fire into the small bathroom to prevent the hot air from dispersing easily.
He also spread a quilt in the bathtub and covered himself with another bed, and he quickly felt warm.
The time display box also appeared on the door of the bathroom.
It was almost one o'clock and there was nothing to disturb him.
After last night's experience, he finally felt at ease, added more firewood to the fire, thought about nothing, and quickly fell asleep.
It was a deep sleep.
Xiao Ming was awakened by the sound of the alarm bell.
When he opened his eyes, he saw it was pitch black, the fire had been extinguished, and the time on the door was glowing with green light.
It was already Six o'clock.
He sat up from the bathtub and felt sore all over.
He didn't know whether it was because he was tired yesterday or because he slept in the bathtub.
He felt a dull pain in the wound on his abdomen, with symptoms of inflammation.
He wanted to get the survival kit as soon as possible.
Xiao Ming jumped out of the bathtub, relied on his senses to avoid the ashes of the fire, and peed in the corner as a souvenir.
He checked the short knife at his waist and found it was fastened very tightly.
He also did not forget the bundle of cloth ropes on his back that were wetted by the rain.
They had been soaked in the quilt for half the night and were not dry yet.
This was better, as it was stronger.
The air was cold, and he ran in place, full of anticipation.
Sure enough, the fluorescence flashed, and a holographic projection appeared, but this time, there was no narration, only a green flat map.
A white figure marked Xiao Ming's location, and a curved red line extended from Xiao Ming's location, obviously a road map, to a building not far away.
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The flat map was transformed into a 3D demonstration, transforming into a green building model, showing the internal structure of the building in front of Xiao Ming.
This is a small high-rise building with two staircases and three households, with a total of nine floors.
The red road map extended in, followed the emergency passage next to the elevator, turned back and went up, and arrived at room 902 of the house in the middle of the top floor.
A backpack pattern flashed red in the living room.
Then, the projection disappeared, which was beyond Xiao Ming's expectation.
There was no demonstration of 3D portraits and no other related prompts.
He was stunned for a while.
What did this mean?
He looked at the time.
There were still ten minutes until half past six, and there was still time to think.
While running in place, he analyzed the situation nervously.
According to Rose's pre-match explanation, when a difficult mechanism is activated, a 3D demonstration will be given to the players in advance.
This shows that the road to the survival kit must be very dangerous.
However, in the demonstration just now, no mechanism was seen.
Could it be that the video was missed?
No, no, he believed that Rose must be in the live broadcast control room, and there would not be such negligence, making fun of his life. .
There is only one explanation.
There is no fatal mechanism, but there is a fatal opponent.
What kind of enemies would be waiting for him in that small high-rise building?
To be honest, Xiao Ming couldn't help but admire the organizing committee of the competition.
From the first day of competition alone, it can be seen that the mechanisms set up are unique and the opponents arranged are incredible.
They are both entertaining and challenging.
It takes a lot of effort.
Thoughts.
Therefore, he had no idea what kind of opponent he was about to encounter, whether it was a human or an animal.
The only thing he can do is to face it bravely no matter what he encounters.
Xiao Ming encouraged himself in his heart.
It is already the second day.
Tomorrow, everything will be over and he will open a new future.
It was half past six in five minutes.
He left the bathroom and ran around the living room for a final warm-up.
The distant sky faintly revealed the glimmer of dawn, quietly driving away the darkness of the night.
There was a sudden sound of cannon, and a huge laser projection appeared in the gray-blue sky, with two big green characters floating on it.
Xiao Ming's judgment was completely correct.
The three-day finals represented the "past", "present" and "future" respectively.
He couldn't help but think of a sage's words: We must respect the past and worship the future, but only by grasping the present It's true.
He was refreshed, rushed down the stairs, slipped through the icy entrance of the building, and ran towards the small high-rise building like an arrow from a string: