Chapter 217: Three men, catfish, all out.

The woman chirps disdainfully, silently removes her helmet and gloves, and presses the palm of her right hand against her cheek.

The transparent texture spread rapidly over the skin centered on the place she had pressed.

Soon, her entire body disappeared into thin air.

The dagger hanging at the man's waist was drawn silently by her, and after skillfully simulating a throat-slitting motion in the air, the blade was pressed into the heart of her right hand.

In a few moments, the dagger also turned transparent.

The only disconcerting thing was that the material on her body was also falling off with a crash.

The man compared his handwriting to Le, "Can't get dressed. ...... That's what's bad about your transparency powers."

A piece of water landed on his helmet, presumably from a woman spitting on him.

The man removed his helmet without a care, wiped the water stains from his head, and leaned back playfully against the rock, awaiting her return.

The woman stepped out of her hiding place brightly, stepped closer to the man sitting on his knees at the side of the water, and heard him muttering to himself without a clue.

"My favorite formula ah ...... would have to be the laws of thermodynamics in physics. When I first learned it in junior high school, I thought it was amazing: energy doesn't vanish out of thin air, nor does it arise out of thin air, it only transforms from one form to another." The young man with glasses sat on his knees, spreading his hands, "...... don't you think it's romantic? Your hair, perhaps, is the dust and ashes of a certain star; your index finger, perhaps, comes from the paper ashes of some ancient man after burning a manuscript of poetry."

Immediately afterward, the woman heard another identical voice coming from the water's edge, "You're really a noob."

The woman clamped her eyebrows together curiously.

Is this man asking himself a question? Is he crazy?

Ha, yes, a nerd sitting in a lab, reading a lot, thinking about unnecessary things, most of them are mentally cleansed, can't accept the fact that they have to be involved in killing people, so they just go crazy.

She had killed seven or eight, if not ten, of such lunatics who preferred to run away rather than face reality head on.

But it's just not fun.

As she took a few more steps closer to Bai Anyi, she again heard Bai Anyi's crazy talk: "That was when I was a kid, I liked to dream. I'm pragmatic now. Now, I like the formula for gravity. ......F gravitation = G*Mm/r2."

The woman had raised her dagger and thought, What a pathetic mad ......

However, she didn't have time to finish her thought before the dagger in her hand instantly increased by a thousand pounds.

The wrist bones of her wrist could not withstand this sudden gravity, and with a click, they shattered in response.

The pressure spread throughout the woman's body like air, and she landed on her knees with a thud, her broken hand resting limply on the hilt of the dagger that remained only an inch above the ground, her upper body only barely remaining upright for a moment, and after realizing the ominous muffled clicking of her collar bones, she finally gave up her resistance and threw herself to the ground in a mucky heap, a groan of unbelievable pain spilling out from between her teeth.

As her form continued to emerge, Chi Xiaochi sidled up to her, "Rather, listening to someone."

When her eyes touched her bare arms, Chi Xiaochi looked at her with a look of disbelief, "Oops."

He drew back, pulling his coat off and tossing it over her.

At the moment, it was like throwing a five-finger mountain over her.

She was pressed to the point where she wanted to vomit blood, feeling that her internal organs were squeezed into a ball, her lungs were more like being squeezed into a piece of waste paper, and after reaching a critical value, the pressure no longer increased.

The woman felt like a piece of lunch meat that could be crushed into mush at any moment.

The man she was traveling with heard the commotion and had just rolled over and looked over to where the woman had slumped when his shoulder was gently put on from behind, "Hello sir."

The man's scalp exploded, and without waiting to turn around, the red energy within his right fist expanded countless times and swung back.

At the same time, his right shoulder heaved downward.

--That person was actually light, directly with the twisting of his body, a foot stepped on his face, using the force to mount his shoulders, a single finger curved against a certain acupoint on his head, instantaneous force.

The man let out a low growl of excruciating pain, and his form fell forward, as did the woman's, face down.

He thought he had excellent reflex nerves, and when he realized he was about to fall to the ground, he had already made a move to roll forward, but the visitor put his hand on his back, counting out three cuts from top to bottom, pressing and rubbing it twice, and then pushed upward with his backhand, and the pain like a dislocation of his spine made him lose the strength to resist at once, and he staggered for two steps, and plunged headlong into the soil wet with morning dew.

Without a word or a smile, "Bai Anyi" grabbed him by the hair with one hand and slammed him against the rocks to one side.

During the period of five collisions with the exact same force, he removed the joints of all the bones of the man's right arm from top to bottom with a sharp and precise movement, using only one hand.

The red glow in the man's fist quickly faded under the intense pain, and Bai Anyi made sure everything was in order before kicking him out of a couple of tumbles and stomping on his ribs before breaking out into a faint smile and bowing apologetically, "I'm sorry for the offense."

The man, like a noodle pocket, was grabbed by the back of his neck with one arm by "Bai Anyi" and dragged all the way to the woman.

Dazed and confused, the man entered the force field, and the woman swooped down into a pair of dead lovebirds.

"Bai Anyi" pushed his glasses politely, "Close your eyes, don't look."

Chi Xiaochi said, "I'm not afraid."

"It's not that I'm afraid you'll see it." "Bai Anyi" said, "It's that 'he' can't see this."

Chi Xiaochi just closed his eyes.

"Bai Anyi" walked around the two men and leaned down, "Can anyone tell me what you do for a living?"

Both were silent.

"Is it the other car involved in the game?"

"Bai Anyi," he asked himself, returned to the forest of his own accord, picked up the woman's shoes and examined them, then doubled back, took hold of the man's ankle, folded it upward, and examined the sole of his shoe.

He reined in his hands, his movements and tone of voice were just as scholarly, "The shoes are new, no scuffs, the dirt on the soles is fresh and all stained with morning dew. Please tell me it's fifty kilometers from where the car stopped to here. Dare I ask which of you can fly?"

The two men still didn't say more than a word to anyone.

"Bai Anyi" stepped in front of the woman and lifted her chin with two fingers: "Ladies first. Go ahead."

It was obvious that the woman was terrified, her teeth were grating and her throat was in a sharp contraction.

On the one hand, she was resisting the gravitational pull, and on the other, she was thinking about how she was going to answer in a way that would save her life and not give away her secret.

...... is up, stalling!

She cleared her throat and said, "Don't be paranoid, I'm not going to say anything. Unless you promise me a condition ......"

"Bai Anyi" raises an eyebrow, "...... Oh."

He snapped her slender neck with a clean hand.

The woman's mouth gurgled and gushed bloody foam, her throat cackled and rattled for a while, her head dropped to the side, and she was silent.

Until the moment before she died, her eyes were still full of astonishment.

"Bai Anyi" abandoned her decisively, maintaining her crouching position and taking a step across to the man: "She's trying to stall for time. Time is a precious commodity for me. What about you? What's the offer for me?"

The man swallowed with difficulty and actually closed his eyes as Prime waited to die.

"Bai Anyi" cocked his head and was about to reach out when Chi Xiaochi closed his eyes and screamed stop.

"Bai Anyi": "What?"

Chi Xiaochi closed her eyes and said, "Are you going to torture him?"

"Bai Anyi" murmured, "I'm thinking about it."

Chi Xiaochi: "It's not necessary."

The man on the floor breathed an unmistakable sigh of relief.

Apparently, the man sitting cross-legged on the ground was a soft-hearted one who couldn't see bloodshed and killing.

He's seen so many of these people that even when he catches an enemy who is trying to kill him, he has to say, "Don't kill it, it's a life.

It's so fucking hypocritical.

But immediately afterward, he couldn't stop laughing.

Because Chi Xiaochi said, "...... Because he's still stalling ah."

With that said, Chi Xiaochi stood up, patted a bit of ash on his hand, and took a step in the direction of the man's prone form with his eyes closed, "Their loyalty, it's so strange. It's as if they are facing a fear worse than death."

The man was compressed by the steeply increasing gravitational force to the point that the blood inside his eyes spread out like a spider web, saliva dripped straight down the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't help but let out a strange sound of ho-ho-ho.

"What, exactly, does this fear stem from?" Chi Xiaochi took another step and mused, "The dirt on the soles of their shoes proves that they were dropped directly into this forest. To be able to monitor our position and achieve a precise drop of two or even more people, then they must have come from an organization that has an overview of the overall situation ......"

"...... is, perhaps, the master control center outside the game."

"Bai Anyi" quickly probed behind the man's ear and detected a rapid flow of blood and a rapid pulse.

He raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.

Chi Xiaochi continued, "Assuming that you are indeed from the General Control Center, and the monitors outside are able to observe what you have observed, it would be entirely possible to immediately take coercive measures against us, injecting us with poison to ensure your personal safety and forcibly ending our race. However, we have nothing going on right now ...... presumably because, the General Control Center is worried that there exists an alien power among the aliens that is capable of observing electronic signals in the high-intensity high-frequency bands, and in turn, they have discovered that there are additional 'contestants' beyond the 101 contestants. As a result, they removed the collars that could monitor your life signals and replaced them with low-frequency band internal communication tools so as to cover their tracks."

"Bai Anyi" thought along with him, "Well ...... in that case, there is another contradiction."

Chi Xiaochi : "Yes oh. Since headquarters cannot monitor everything you do and say in real time, why do you keep silent, even at the cost of your lives?"

The man's face was already golden, bloodshot inside his eyes, and he was gasping for air as if his ribs had been crushed by a truck.

Chi Xiaochi squatted down and rested his cheeks, "If you tell the secret for your life, there is an 80% chance that you will be silenced; if you don't tell, you will die. Then why don't you guys fight for that other 20% chance? This is not reasonable, nor is it human nature."

"The only thing that makes it possible for you to delay, keep silent, and fight for rescue, even at the risk of death, is ......" Chi Xiaochi said, "... . that there was a third person who came with you."

Outside the forest, a man pushed aside the banyan tree's layers of drooping curtain-like roots and drew his feet to run wildly, his figure like a cheetah, and wherever he went, there were empty shadows and shaking grass and trees.

As he ran, he used voice input to back up the information to a mobile data terminal.

"Correction! Subject 7 Bai Anyi's psychic ability is E-rank, as manifested in the form of a doppelganger, with no energy fluctuations ......"

He ran out another hundred meters, about eight meters from the tree they had been teleported to, when a strange sound came back to his ears.

The man looked down and his pupils tightened.

The line that had been fluctuating regularly up and down, representing the woman's vital signs, became a smooth straight line.

He was the observer of the trio; in short, those two were in the open, in charge of solving the object of the mission, while he hid in the shadows, always ready to deal with unexpected situations.

When he sensed that the situation was different, he chose to retreat.

He used the voice input function again and said eagerly, "Correction for the second time! Bai Anyi's psychic ability is at D rank! The specific manifestation is a physically sound splitter that specializes in fighting ......"

It's almost here ......

One hundred meters from the fixed teleportation point.

The man saw the banyan tree from a distance and was overjoyed, concentrating on his already ghastly gait speed and stepping up his pace.

Almost three seconds later, he arrived at the teleportation point.

Sweeping his foot away the leaves that had deliberately covered the ground, the man jumped into an aperture traced on the ground, crouched down, pulled down a keyboard in the upper right corner of the aperture, and tapped in a few numbers sharply.

Sin can't keep it, but Kincaid is still alive!

He had to get back to headquarters quickly to ask for help!

But the transmission the man had imagined didn't happen.

A few seconds later, he was still standing frozen in place.

"...... Your collars are indeed difficult to parse."

The man looked up suddenly at the sound of a clear voice.

Lou Ying sits in a tree and says, "...... But it's still easy enough to just temporarily cut off your external communication bands."

The man's eyes flashed before him, and there was no longer any sign of the masked man in the treetops.

In the next instant, a dull pain shot through his neck.

A hand wrapped around his body just in time as he fell.

Lou Ying, still true to his gentlemanly nature, whispered to the unconscious man, "Password NY021398, thanks for the help."

The man had lost consciousness, so he didn't hear the beep that rang in his ear return as his last teammate's life signal went to zero.

......

After listening to Chi Xiaochi's analysis, "Bai Anyi" snapped the man's neck.

"Bai Anyi" said, "You're right, there's no need."

Chi Xiaochi used up all his mercy by drawing a cross with his eyes closed.

He said, "Just waiting for my brother to bring back the third one."

"Bai Anyi" turned his head to look at Chi Xiaochi: "...... You don't look like someone from normal society."

Chi Xiaochi : "Ah, the last world I came from was the world of ancient wars."

After the exchange of information, "Bai Anyi" had already gotten to know Chi Xiaochi: "No, I mean, where you really come from. Your home."

Chi Xiaochi : "Oh, it was a society similar to your original world."

"Bai Anyi" nodded, "Then it's unlikely you'll be able to actually 'go back'."

Chi Xiaochi smiled.

Back in the last world, he had glimpsed the Lord God's intentions.

Didn't the Lord God want him to travel to this kind of world where he couldn't survive without killing, so that he would carry his sins and wouldn't be able to return to the logic of the normal world?

"I am an actor. What an actor can do is to respect the character, stay close to the character and protect the character. Treating each character like a child is something the old-timers told me on my first day in the industry. A son doesn't do well, but learns to be a father first, says me."

Chi Xiaochi said, "So, I think only for the character. In a scene that is unique to the character, kill 'Chi Xiaochi' so that the character can live."

He continued, "There is no point in letting these people who came to kill us live. Leaving them alive and letting them get out alive, there is a possibility that they will betray us and possibly make a comeback; if we waste their fighting ability, the wastrels who know the secrets of the watchdog organization, the organization won't allow them to survive, and will even torture them, so it's better to send them to a clean and good death."

"Bai Anyi" scrutinized Chi Xiaochi's face, suddenly reached out, held his glasses for him, and smiled brightly, "You're right. You are a very practical person."

A cough came from not far away.

A man was thrown with a thud between Bai Anyi and Chi Xiaochi, interrupting Bai Anyi's movements.

Lou Ying leaned against one side of the tree, a face like a spring breeze: "The person captured back. Am ...... I disturbing you guys?"

The trio is down to its last survivor.

There would be no one else to tip them off, and having lost their last chance to be rescued and learned of the deaths of two more of their companions, the last one recanted to nothing.

The man hung his head shriveled and said, "Our code name, is 'Catfish'."

Catfish is the catfish of the "catfish effect," in which fishermen add a ferocious catfish to their tuna baskets in order to ensure that the tuna transported from the distant sea does not die of laziness and ruin the flavor.

The catfish rush around, churning up the water and causing the tuna to swim quickly to ensure they are transported fresh to the shore for the latest fresh and good taste experience.

The three of them were, indeed, sent from the general control center outside.

"We are responsible for ...... removing people who rank low, or play negatively." The man warbled, "More people like that takes away from the fun of gambling and reduces the number of participants and ...... and profits. When we are thrown in, each of us will have a portal. In order to minimize the strength of the signals emitted, our collars were removed and the life signals were turned to internal sharing. Since the ones to be removed are those who are less capable or negatively competing, three is quite enough ...... so, so ...... nothing like this has happened before ...... "

Without a word, the three men surrounding him stared at him.

The man said dryly, "My psychic ability is high-speed running, and my rank is only C. ......"

That's still not the answer everyone needs.

The man's shoulders and neck were tense and tensed into iron bumps, "What else do you ...... want to know?"

"Bai Anyi" said sharply, "All of them."

"I'm just an observer ......" the man almost brought a sob, "spare me, spare me. An alien of my level has no access to the core secrets, and even the hunt won't take me ......"

"Don't know?" Chi Xiaochi said out of the blue, "The iron plaque with the pattern, you don't know what it is either."

The man's mouth stiffened, "How do you ...... ......"

"Bai Anyi" grabbed him by the neck and with a tentative push of his fingertips, the man let out a pig-like wail: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I said--"

He had seen how fast women could die.

"'Catfish' ...... are not just put in from the outside ......" After the man's throat was released, he arched his back and Coughing twice, without waiting to catch his breath well, he desperately mumbled, "Inside the contestants, the 'catfish' were also placed beforehand, so that they can explain their identities to each other by virtue of their iron tags ...... But we 'catfish ' is also divided into two different organizations inside and outside, so we don't know, which contestant is a 'catfish', as well as how many 'catfish' there actually are... ..."

Seeing that nothing more important could be asked, Chi Xiaochi got up and left, leaving the man behind.

After one collaboration, it was clear that "Bai Anyi" had come to see Chi Xiaochi as a valuable partner. He asked him softly, "Settle it?"

Chi Xiaochi nodded.

Sadly, the man won't make it back alive either.

...... But, it can't be now.

Chi Xiaochi offered to take a look at their teleportation point, and Lou Ying led the way, followed shortly by "Bai Anyi".

After walking for a while, they reached the banyan tree that depicted the circle of light.

Chi Xiaochi searched the neighborhood for a while and, to his surprise, found two other apertures.

Upon seeing the aperture entity, Chi Xiaochi pursed her lips and pondered for a while.

"...... I have an idea." Chi Xiaochi lifted her hand and stroked the aerial roots dangling from the banyan tree.

Lou Ying and "Bai Anyi" are listening.

Chi Xiaochi : "We are transported in with our consciousness, and they are no different. And this aperture can transport a person's consciousness out. I want ...... to borrow that person's outside body and check for information. And the one who sends it out should preferably be good at acting."