Mo Shuwan looked down at the ring on her index finger and said softly, "In the past ten hours, we have killed more than 150,000 monsters."
Not daring to let his guard down, Wen Zuo waited for more than two minutes. Seeing that the monsters were indeed completely still, he quickly turned around and walked to Mo Shuwan's side. He eagerly looked her over and, finding nothing seriously wrong, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Congratulations on passing the test. Now please move forward to your second test.
The moment the line of black text appeared, the monsters that had been standing still vanished without a trace, leaving the vast plaza empty once more. No trace of the bloody battle remained, not even the smell of blood in the air. If it weren't for the wounds on their bodies, they might have even doubted that everything that had just happened was a dream.
Confirming the crisis was over, Mo Shuwan collapsed to the ground, took out a bottle of recovery potion, drank most of it herself, and used the remaining small portion as a token of hope, "What happened? Was it because we were the last team that they made things more difficult for us?"
Wen Zuo shook his head. "There's a 50% chance."
The stratosphere is different from Hope. Hope has a physical defect, and its pitiful flames are not effective against those monsters, so Mo Shuwan has kept it tied to her body and hasn't let it go.
Unlike the stratosphere, its teeth have an incredibly powerful bite, often crippling half of a monster's leg with a single bite. The stratosphere is also very clever; after biting, it doesn't linger and immediately teleports away back to Wen Zuo's side.
Its teleportation seems to have no limitations. Once it returns to Wen Zuo's side and avoids danger, it immediately teleports out again to attack the monster, and then teleports back before the monster attacks it. Although the damage is pitifully small, it has indeed helped Wen Zuo a lot.
The fact that the monster could teleport back to Wen Zuo's side after attacking the stratospheric monster in one go means that the monster was already very close to Wen Zuo, and that it bit the monster's foot, impairing the monster's movement, so that Wen Zuo had more time to deal with the other monsters around him.
Wen Zuo first applied medicine to the injured ground in the stratosphere, then brought out a plate of meat and placed a bowl next to it, the water in which had been exchanged for a large amount of recovery potion.
“We’d better get some rest. If the next level is the same, we might have to kill far more people than initially required to pass the test,” Mo Shuwan said, frowning as she poured water for Hope.
Liu Dongcheng's face also turned grim: "But the game rules were just clearly stated that only three teams can appear in the main hall three days from now."
"But the game rules didn't say that the remaining team would die."
Liu Dongcheng paused in applying the medicine, frowning as he looked at Wen Zuo. "In a place like this, those game rules mean the remaining teams will die."
“I think Wen Zuo makes a good point.” After Mo Shuwan finished speaking, she noticed that Liu Dongcheng was looking at her strangely, and subconsciously explained, “Don’t misunderstand, I don’t think it makes a good point just because it was Wen Zuo who said it. I really think he’s right.”
Liu Dongcheng suppressed his strange gaze and adopted a look of attentive listening.
Mo Shuwan said, "Is it possible that losing is actually winning? Think about it, there are exactly four teams. Only the team that passes the test quickly can walk out of those three gates. But our purpose in entering the third small checkpoint is to enter the fourth checkpoint, not to return to the third checkpoint after passing the test."
Wen Zuo nodded. "That's one possibility. Being last is a last resort. We should still try our best if we can. Following the rules of the game will give us a better chance of winning. Let's rest for a bit and then set off."
Liu Dongcheng opened his mouth, pondered for a moment, and was convinced by Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo's words. Since it was a game world, anything was possible. He dared not deny Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo's words, because it was indeed possible.
However, due to the increased difficulty, they had already been delayed here for so long. Those three teams might have already passed the second test, and they couldn't catch up even if they wanted to. Moreover, there were still two and a half days left before the three days stipulated in the rules. After discussing it, the three decided to rest first.
There were only three of them, and the dangers they faced were far more terrifying than those of other teams. Once they started fighting, they had no chance to rest and had to think about many things.
"Let's eat something first."
Eleven hours had passed since they entered the third checkpoint. Even with the information from Mo Shuwan and Wen Zuo, only five people had survived the second checkpoint.
Yang Zhou, Chen Jiaxu, Xiang Jun, Luo Wannan, and Wei Cong.
Even though they survived, the five of them are in very bad shape now. Every choice in the second sub-level was very dangerous, and they almost used up all their trump cards before barely managing to pass the level.
Yang Zhou sat on the steps leading to the third minor checkpoint, his expression dark as he reviewed the battle he had just fought. In the end, he despairingly realized that his combat strength was still too weak, and he simply couldn't handle the difficulty of this fifth mission world.
Thinking of the rewards the captain had mentioned, Yang Zhou sighed helplessly.
Everyone was separated, and when they were able to reunite, it was unknown how many people would still be alive. They were no longer needed. He remained silent for a moment, then edited a message and sent it to everyone who was still alive.
Yang Zhou: This is only the second small level of the first major level, and we've already had such a hard time. How are we going to get through the later levels?
Chen Jiaxu: You... have some ambition! We can definitely get through this!
Luo Wannan: Let's wait for news from the captain and Wen Zuo. Maybe we still have a chance.
Wei Cong: I don't know, let's leave it to fate.
Xiang Jun: If the captain had given us the reward first, maybe the others wouldn't have died. Anyway, it was going to be given to us, but she insisted on…
Yang Zhou frowned deeply as he looked at Xiang Jun's reply. He wanted to retort, but as soon as he moved his finger, he noticed that the thick white mist suddenly surged wildly in one direction. He was stunned.
Thump—
"They escaped?!" Yang Zhou stared wide-eyed in disbelief, abruptly stood up, turned around, pushed open the stone door, and quickly fled inside. The threat of the humanoid monster would indeed disappear, but he knew he had now entered the third minor level, and perhaps terrifying danger awaited him.
"Sigh, another one has finally come in. I wonder when everyone will be here."
Yang Zhou, who was ready to fight at any moment, stared blankly at a group of people wearing wristbands in the main hall and asked in surprise, "Are you also passengers on the bus?"
"Yes, which bus are you from?" Most of the passengers who were only able to get to this checkpoint now were not very capable, and this was not their fifth mission world. In their minds, the more people there were, the safer it would be. So the atmosphere in the hall was very harmonious, much more harmonious than the previous group of Mo Shuwan and his group.
Instead of answering, Yang Zhou asked, "Which bus are you from?"
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