Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

Chapter 37 is a little bit higher

She finally understood what the excitement was.

In this tense and thrilling game, she suppressed her excited heartbeat, because ... because, she is no longer a crippled person here, to a certain extent, she is the same and equal to them.

It may even be a little higher than them.

Because she already vaguely knows how to clear customs.

In reality, the little pitiful who is discriminated, neglected, has no sense of existence, can not speak, and is not qualified to express opinions, actually found his belonging in a ridiculous game like nightmare.

Bai Youwei suddenly understood the madness of those gangsters.

Although she was very disdainful and contemptuous of their behavior at that time, she had to admit that this feeling of holding strength was really wonderful, and I am afraid few people could resist it.

She looked down at her palm, held it slowly, and slowly opened it.

There was nothing there, she stared blankly.

When stunned, Shen Mo came back from the talk.

Both were dragging mud, with layers of mud in their hair, embarrassed, tired, and solemn.

Even when talking about this, Ma Daha put away the joke, and said sadly to Shen Mo: "TMD, the time is too short, 20 seconds is enough? What's not enough? I pee! I dug a hole, Time is up! "

Shen Mo didn't speak, and looked down at Bai Youwei's leg to make sure she was not in trouble, and turned her head to talk and laugh, "3 minutes."

Tan Xiao blinked his eyes, his face confused: "... Ah? What 3 minutes?"

"He is talking about frog time."

On the other side, someone was speaking, it was Zhang Hua, the original leader.

He had just crawled out of the snail shell, leaning against the edge of the snail and slowly gasping, said with a blank expression: "From the appearance of the frog to the departure, a total of 3 minutes and 15 seconds, if the process of removing the mud is only 3 minutes.

It seems that the people who can pass the game once are superior. This Zhang Hua seems particularly keen on numbers and time.

Talking and laughing understood, suddenly realized: "So as long as we have been through 3 minutes, can we stick to the next round?"

Shen Mo glanced at him and corrected him: "It doesn't make sense to stick to the next round, but we have 3 minutes to kill the frog."

Tan Xiao's eyes widened: "Kill ... Kill kill kill frog?"

Zhang Hua also stunned.

"Brother, aren't you kidding me?" The chatter was unbelievable, staring with surprise, "That thing is almost catching up with the small building, how to kill?"

Shen Mo had a folding fruit knife in his hand. He opened the knife and wiped off the muddy water. He calmly said, "20 seconds is too short. Even if the range of falling **** can be determined, I want to find golden **** in more than a dozen holes. 20 seconds is not enough, this time limit is determined by the frog, if you can kill the frog, you can extend the time to find the golden ball. "

The facts before them are cruel and direct, that is: not enough time.

The ball is in the hole.

But whether it's walking with legs in the mud or bending down to plan in the mud, it's a waste of time.

Although Shen Mo's ideas may seem absurd, they are undoubtedly correct. 20 seconds are fleeting and they must fight for more time.

Chatting mouth opened and closed, closed and opened again, repeatedly entangled, for a long while, he finally took a deep breath, as if he made up his mind, his expression was cruel: "Okay! Do it! Do it! ball!"

Shen Mowen said, but instead gave him a strange look, "You are bare-handed and responsible for finding the ball, I will deal with the frog."

Talking and laughing: "..."

Oh, Bai was excited.

At this time, the golden ball came out again, floating in the air and grinning:

"The current game has failed. There are 19 surviving players. Now we are in the third round of" Frog's Golden Ball ". Please prepare your players! The preparation time is one minute and the countdown starts, 59, 58, 57 ..."

(End of this chapter)