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After nightfall, the radio rang again. This time it was not weapons but supplies that were being snatched.

The spaceship flew across the sky and dropped boxes of food and medicine.

The contestants are all battle-hardened warriors who can maintain sufficient combat effectiveness even if they don't eat for a long time, but no one can deny that sufficient food can greatly improve their combat efficiency.

Moreover, except for a few people, most of the contestants who have not been eliminated have left large and small wounds on their bodies after a day of fighting, and are in urgent need of nutritional supplements and medicines.

Duel Island, an exhaust gas square in the old factory area.

In the quiet night, the sound of humming can be heard far away. When a player hears the sound and gets closer, he can see a blazing bonfire, and the bonfire placed on the bonfire is slowly rotating, and the fragrance is wafting.

dinner.

What Wumuhou prepared were all convenient foods that could be eaten in the universe. They could be eaten as soon as they were opened and did not need to be heated at all. However, Zhang Ming showed his Chinese nature and threw all kinds of food into the pot, poured water, and added extras.

seasoning packets.

He started to cook hot pot.

There are unknown enemies lurking around them. In this case, let alone lighting fires and cooking, other players even slow down their chewing speed when eating, for fear of being discovered. Look at Zhang Ming's side, the fire is shining in the sky,

The fragrance is overflowing, as if you are afraid that others will not know your location.

Zhang Ming really hoped that someone would take the initiative to attack.

After the supply boxes were distributed, Ebony Maw issued an "off-duty notice". From dark to before the sun rises the next day, player medals and weapon positioning will no longer appear at a fixed time, but will occur randomly, possibly overnight.

There is no such thing, it may be in positioning state for more than ten minutes continuously, or positioning may be enabled for some people and invisible for others.

In short, everything depends on luck.

Zhang Ming has never been concerned with things like "luck". When he opened the medal map, it was completely dark without a single flickering light spot. He gave up the idea of ​​running out and searching blindly.

Every contestant is an excellent fighter. Perhaps Zhang Ming can rely on the various abilities provided by the system to surpass other contestants in terms of direct combat effectiveness, but lurking and tracking are not what he is good at. He wants to find a group of elite warriors in the dark.

, the only way he could think of was to use a third-angle camera to surround himself, scanning in circles like a radar.

This is such a waste of time, and...it also depends on luck.

"Hululu——"

Zhang Ming picked up something similar to noodles with a fork. He wanted to peel two chopsticks for use. Considering that there was no alien race he knew well that could use chopsticks, and he was worried that Thanos would notice the problem, he had no choice but to give up.

Intend.

Take a bite of noodles, a bite of meat, then pick up the pot, slurp, sip, and take a sip of rich and fragrant soup.

Delicious~

The spectators who were following the game no longer knew what expressions they were watching with. They were shocked and excited about Zhang Ming's performance at the beginning, then became convinced that he would win, and now they are gradually calming down.

Many people pressed the camera switch button. After a day of fighting, the audience did not think that any contestant dared to challenge Zhang Ming. It was a complete waste of time to continue to focus on him - they spent a lot of money to buy it.

The viewing rights are for watching the exciting fights between contestants, not for watching food programs.

Zhang Ming had no idea that he was affecting the ratings. He was still eating noodles "snoring". Suddenly, he heard the sound of a house collapsing not far away.

He put down his fork and looked at the direction of the sound from the third-angle camera suspended ten meters above the ground. Zhang Ming saw a familiar figure. In the night, the dancing flames were particularly eye-catching.

Lieyan maintained her energy body and dodged attacks from behind. Her natural ability told her that there was a burning flame not far away, and she could still vaguely smell the fragrance of food.

It was him. A calm face appeared in Lieyan's heart. On the crashed cabin, she once expressed that she had heard rumors about the other party. When Zhang Ming asked her, "What do you think about it in practice?", she replied: "Rumors will eventually come out.

It's a rumor."

At that time, she felt that the rumors were too exaggerated, but Zhang Ming was actually nothing more than that.

And now...

Rumors are just rumors after all. She flew in the direction of Zhang Ming. He was far more terrifying than the rumors described, and now, she had to take the initiative to get close to him, because only Zhang Ming could save her.

call out--

Following the sharp sound, seven nearly transparent crescent-shaped fluctuations flew rapidly in the air.

The person attacking from behind was a blindfolded woman. She held a long sword in her hand. Every time she swung it, she could cut out a crescent-shaped "sword energy". Because the "sword energy" was attached with a special

The energy is enough to attack Lieyan's energy body.

Lie Yan dodged the first four attacks, but when it came to the fifth Crescent Sword Qi, she still couldn't dodge it. She was accidentally hit, and the sword Qi suddenly exploded, causing Lie Yan's flame form to shatter, waiting to be reunited.

By then, she could no longer maintain her flame form and returned to her human form.

Damn it! Lieyan cursed in her heart, she was exposed to the gaze of "that guy".

Sure enough, just as she was leaving her energy body, a strange, palpitating feeling spread throughout her body, as if a hand was peeling off her clothes layer by layer, using a greasy palm to touch and penetrate her body.

The bald, blindfolded man stretched his hands forward and recited a spell in a low voice. Lieyan's running posture became stiff, and his brain began to become chaotic. A voice that seemed to come from God became louder and louder in her mind, gradually replacing her consciousness...

Just when the pair of blindfolded contestants were about to smile, a fork penetrated the wall, flew nearly four kilometers, and stabbed the blindfolded man.

The woman holding the long sword flew the fork away. She felt the power attached to the fork and said to her companion: "It's him." She was waiting for her companion's answer.

Should we continue to control the flames, or should we evacuate now?

The blindfolded man did not hesitate, lowered his hands, turned around and left.

They walked very fast and disappeared into the night in a few seconds. When Zhang Ming arrived, he only saw Lie Yan whose clothes were soaked with sweat and his face was pale.

Zhang Ming looked at the direction in which the two of them were leaving. If the other party hesitated for a few more seconds, he would be able to keep them.

"Be careful, there may be an ambush. That guy has controlled at least ten players with different abilities. If you are also controlled by him, this trial will really be over." Lie Yan gasped slightly as he spoke.

"I will not be controlled by anyone." Zhang Ming retracted his gaze and turned to Lie Yan. "You made a right choice. At least you saved your life."

He stretched out his hand. "Give it to me."

Lieyan took a deep breath and took out the golden medal.

"I can give it to you, but before that, may I say a few words?"

"Please say."

Lieyan didn't speak directly, but pointed to the sky. Zhang Ming lowered his head and put his ear to it.

It takes a lot of courage to put one's ears in front of a potential enemy. Lie Yan was shocked by Zhang Ming's magnanimity and almost arrogant self-confidence, and was once again convinced of his thoughts.

She stood on tiptoes and whispered in Zhang Ming's ear: "I am a member of the Namekian resistance."

"In addition to me, there are several fellow rebels among the contestants. We can help you determine the positions, abilities and corresponding weaknesses of other contestants. With our help, you can win the game more easily. Of course, this premise

Yes, you can't eliminate me, otherwise no one can send you the message."

Zhang Ming turned his head and looked into her eyes closely.

Bright, transparent, like a clear spring, she is not lying. This kind of lie is meaningless. You only need to try it a few times to know the truth.

"Why help me?" Zhang Ming asked.

If it is just to avoid being eliminated, this cost is a bit too high.

"Because you are a good person. Although we have only known each other for a day, I trust my intuition." Lie Yan said, "There are many good people, but after having strong power, you can still insist on being a good person..."

"So rare."