Monster Paradise

Fatty was slapped awake and sat up. Seeing himself reveal a fat upper body, he pulled the quilt up and looked vigilantly at Lin Huang, "What do you want?! ”

“I don't have time to explain. Come with me!” Lin Huang lifted his duvet, and Fatty slipped all over his body, leaving a red slit.

“You go out first, I'll get dressed.” The fat man hurried to cover his chest.

“My life is dying, and I'm wearing a fur!” Lin Huang pulled him out with his arm.

Fatty's face was reluctant, but listening to Lin Huang's tone didn't seem like a joke. He picked up a pair next to him and followed Lin Huang out of the tent.

As soon as he got out of the tent, the fat man was stunned.

The distant sky is all black, and half of the otherwise sunny blue night sky has turned black, as if stained with ink. The whole sky turns into two distinct pieces, generally dark blue, generally pitch-black, and the pitch-black part is expanding.

“It's the crowd, it's over, we're dead...” Fatty looked pale.

“Shut the fuck up and sit down!” Lin Huang has recalled the tyrant and sat on the shoulder of the tyrant.

As soon as the tyrant grabbed the fat man and put him on his shoulder, he glanced at the crowd behind him and ran away with his legs. This time, he was using full speed, without any reservations, which exceeded 120 kilometres per hour.

Lin Huang was fine. He sat still a long time ago and grabbed a tyrant's steel needle-like stubble to prevent himself from falling. On the other side, Fatty didn't sit down at all, plus he had a pile of clothes in his hand. As soon as the tyrant had escaped, he was dumped.

When he was dumped, Lin Huang was surprised, but the tyrant reached out in time and grabbed him from the air. But this time, instead of putting him back on his shoulder, the tyrant grabbed his hand and ran wildly.

When the tyrant starts running, his arm swings much more than the bump on his shoulder. Fatty felt like swinging back and forth in a tens of times faster roller coaster. Without holding on for a moment, he started to faint and eventually passed out.

It was also uncomfortable to see the fat man's joke Lin Huang, the tyrant ran at full speed, the turbulence was more than twice as fast as before, he felt his stomach was rolling, and he insisted on not letting himself throw up.

The tyrant has been running more than 120 kilometres an hour, but the distance from the crowd behind him is slowly shrinking.

A monster like a raven, it's a dead species. They are spiritual states without flesh, usually feeding on the souls of various organisms. They fly in the air, more like clouds, but not slowly at all.

Crow individuals are weak and usually only have the power of the black iron ladder, which can easily be dispersed by various means because of their lack of physical soul state. So, over the course of time, they have formed clusters of predators, and once massive crowds emerge, even the powerful of the golden class will have to go around. One ant is weak, but tens of thousands of ants can swallow an elephant. The power of the crowd is the same thing.

In the Hunter Reserve College, there is a course called Basic Monster Atlas that describes this creature in detail. Lin Huang remembers that one of the passages reads:

“When walking in rare places such as deserts and forests, if a large number of bodies without any wounds are found, it is time to detour. Because this situation is usually marked by crowds nearby, they prey only on souls and do no harm to the flesh. ”

On the shoulder of the tyrant, Lin Huang looked back from time to time at the crowd behind him and judged the distance between them. With the passage of time, minute by second, the distance between the two sides is getting closer, and Lin Huanghuang's face is getting harder to see.

In his mind, he was thinking quickly about countermeasures, "Crows belong to creatures without material forms, and we have no use hiding anywhere, and their bodies can penetrate directly through any obstacle, including the ground and mountains. Finding a place to hide this solution won't work...”

“Life can have an attack effect on the crow, but even the strong of the golden class will not stifle the crowd, which is simply a search for death. Besides, I don't have any control over life right now. Fatty is just the Black Iron Scale. Even if he has a specialty to restrain the Yin Spirit, it's useless. His strength is too weak. ”

“At this distance, we're expected to be caught up in less than half an hour. Now the only way is to get help from the examiner. If there is the treasure across the space of the chief examiner, we will surely survive..." Lin Huangsi thought that there was only one solution, but he hesitated.

By pressing the call for help button, you are relinquishing your eligibility for this assessment, which the examiner said at the outset. Even if you have a reasonable reason to call for help, the rules are the rules.

If, as usual, Lin Huang's personality would not be so tangled up, he would certainly have chosen not to hesitate to abandon the assessment. Because there's another chance, don't try again.

But this reserve hunter exam involves task cards related to Goldfinger. The penalty clause for the task card is quite severe. If Lin Huang is unable to complete the task within the prescribed one-month period, he will lose everything that comes with his current goldfinger and goldfinger.

In other words, not only is Goldfinger Black gone, but with all the monster cards, skill cards, and even the light gained from the white hunt for the sand slaughter, everything will be in vain. You'll be beaten back to the way you were when you first crossed over, and even worse.

With these in mind, Lin Huang's mood is a bit heavy. He could not be certain that, if he were to be removed from the examination, he would not be able to find another place to retake the assessment for the remaining 20 days and complete the assessment within the prescribed time frame. He had been certain that the assessment would have been successful and had not been able to search for information from other positions, which was not currently available online within the area.

Lin Huanghuang felt a headache after looking at the fat man who had passed out in the right hand of the tyrant. If Fatty hadn't passed out, he would certainly have tried to convince Fatty to give up the exam and then compensate him for two or three pieces of armament. But now that Fatty has passed out, his emergency comms are in storage and can't be taken out.

After a long time of entanglement, seeing the crowd behind us getting closer and closer, Lin Huanghuang finally made a decision, “Now this situation, survival is the most important! The mission thing, we'll figure it out when it's over. ”

Determined, Lin Huang took out the emergency communication device and pressed the help button.