During the night that the Clawson Show ended, the changes in the base were dramatic.
The Tarot Card Formation building of the third round of elimination was burned out in flames of bear fire. Subsequently, the team of engineering robots demolished the site foundation and laid the ground, fertilized and pine soil on the original coordinates.
In the twin towers, the promoted and demoted players have just switched bedrooms, leaving only 250 trainees out of 300.
Starnet, Scarf Shijin CP hit a short run to the end of a long series of end-of-summer pro swing news.
Casey's expression packs frequently appeared on the Clawson Show Fan Forum, and the related TAG heats soared, hidden and “Scarf Lives," “Well Love Lives and Deaths," “Double Scarf/AAO/Sentinel Stewed to the Screw” and driven together.
Clawson Cafeteria.
Caesar took a meat bun and left a comment on the terminal with a vague voice input.
Charpter 12: Light flames push open the window fan, and Valentine Caesar steps in the night breeze and flips in. Time dried fireworks, the door suddenly opened!! The watery dragon's face was furious and broke Caesar's three ribs! A light rumble of fire protects the lover...
Caesar Small: “Three ribs?? Funny, these two bitches can't even touch one of our Caesar's fingers! ”
The owner replied quickly: "No way. Big thin is a professional player, or is it possible? Honey, how should I write that? ”
Caesar Xiao: “A flat water tiger shook his body, kicked his leg open, and held Caesar's thigh-- take me, brother! ”
Owner: "Is this Caesar Black coming to destroy the building? Blacks are blacks, and they've got a Caesar's vest. Who are you kidding? Fork it out. Don't go in there! ”
At the breakfast table, Zoe looked at Caesar, who extended his claws to another building: "Can you fucking eat? And the whole voice input, you're not ashamed to answer?? ”
Caesar righteously rebutted: “I am the bean of love personally, providing writing guidance! ”
“...” Zoe: “Still love beans? Stupid Caesar, my internet friend tricked you. All right, all right, keep it. Save time for training and don't interfere with the spiritual world of your fans. Look at his little witch. He didn't even know how many babies he was pregnant with in the forum. He was still studying the training lecture this morning. ”
Zoe was glad to see Jane.
Witch Jane was about to reach for the hand of the egg roll and didn't know what she heard. Her eyes were frightened and there was no sign of a hiccup.
Bai Moonlight hurried to pour water to the little witch: “What's wrong? What's wrong? Since last night. Isn't it only morning? ”
Witch Jane lost her soul: “I--”
A cup of water poured down, two hiccups. The teenager pulled his head and was clearly ill.
Wenlin consoled: “It's all right, little witch. Don't think about it! Just a little scare! ”
The glass on the outside of the dining room is slightly cloaked with water mist. After autumn, the base became colder, and engineering machines were seen operating outdoors through huge floor-to-ceiling windows.
“No new venues were built,” Zoysso said. “The fourth round of elimination - the venue should be outside the base. ”
Wenlin pointed to the hard-working robot outside the window: “What is that? ”
Zoe: “Looks like we're going to set up a training ground and apply fertilizer soil, what kind of plants are we transplanting --”
Bombarding a transport vehicle glided in and dropped a few giant sacks. Robots are skilled at unloading, unpacking, sweeping codes for acceptance, and working together to forcibly plug large items that arrive into the soil to secure them.
Several people opened their mouths together.
What came out of the sack were bundles of dark green vines, clusters of branches, white flowers, large and thick leaves.
The giant vine, which had been barbed for dehydration, was rooted after touching the soil, and the soft red soil was even cracked by the roots. Weird straightening, stretching, even up ten meters after the vines absorb the water, entangling and spreading, moving with the wind--
Witch Jane suddenly remembers that today's Clawson Cafeteria smoke is straight up, with a wind level of almost zero.
“…” Zoe: “What is this thing?! Are you moving?”
Caesar: "Fuck you, Prehistoric Giant Vine! ”
Zoe stunned: "Paleontology? Jurassic? ”
Witch Jane also looked straight at her hair and shook her head: “At least after the chalk era. There were flowers and plants that first appeared in the chalk age. Jurassic is rarely seen in giant Fujimoto. Another possibility is to modify plants--”
Three pairs of eyes looked at the witch Jane.
Zoe's emotion: “What a good brain, little encyclopedia of witches. Too bad the next knockout is coming! ”
Witch Jane immediately shook her head into a wave drum.
Unlike a millennium later, when mechanics prevailed and technology developed, Witchcraft grew up with limited access to information, including paleontology, and disciplines had only just developed.
Love prehistoric generations, drilling little dinosaurs is a must for every straight man to grow up--
Witch Jane was stiff.
He doesn't seem like a straight guy anymore.
Ahhhhhhhh...
On the table, Wenlin hurried to deliver the water, wondering: “Why are you hiccups again? ”
After the third knockout, the Clawson show rarely adjusted its schedule, placing a week off after two weeks of training due to "game needs”.
At the end of the breakfast, a crowd of trainees were queued into the infirmary under PD command.
Vaccination.
The three quick-impact vaccines will be administered in two weeks, followed by a sign observation during the last week. The players lined up at the door were quick to fry.
“… what exactly bacteria are you fighting against? ”
“Biochemical crisis? A zombie siege? Blood bugs? ”
Zoe thought, "If the next knockout is a prehistoric environment, the show team should have immunized players against parasites and viruses beforehand."
He pushed Caesar, who was watching at the door, in his hand: "Say something, see what kind of vaccine it is. ”
Two minutes later, Caesar went out with his arms covered and his teeth grinning.
“Did you get it? ”
Caesar's stall: "No! ”
Zoe chills: “What do you want? ”
Caesar: "Hey, no, no! I think there's something on that vaccine ampoule, kind of like that, little dinosaur--”
A few people a meal.
For a long time, Zoe said, "Are you playing too much? ”
On the first day of the re-opening of the training, none of the trainees were absent.
Outside the staircase door, the blood dove is holding a handout and talking to the theatre.
Drama: “248 confirmed injections, no allergies, no coincidences, 2 other practitioners with a history of injections, confirmed presence of antibodies...”
Blood pigeon Qi: “Wei Yan and who? ”
R-yard entertainment custom-produced human weapons naturally do not miss immunization links, and blood pigeons wonder which other company smashed non-broad spectrum vaccines on athletes.
“Wesley,” the drama flipped: “The reason for the injection was to travel to the XX planet a few years ago and visit the dinosaur migrations...”
Blood dove, emotion: “What a colorful life. ”
The doors of the staircase classrooms opened, and the noisy doors were instantly quiet, and almost everyone looked away at the handouts of the blood pigeon.
Except for the witch Jane, who doesn't belong to God.
The gentle light on one side of the staircase classroom, the early autumn otong, violet jasmine and hibiscus outside the window, are all lined up to cast a false shadow as they sit in the penultimate row of window-mounted guards.
It seems that even the air melts warmly.
Witch Jane secretly watched, first pretending to sweep from top to bottom, gaze at the side face of the guard for half a second, then from left to right, hair silk look carefully, then from right to left--
Heartbeat rushed and calming, calming and rushing.
My brain is broken, I'm reluctant to move most of the time, but at this time I'm arguing with the little witch in my consciousness.
Take another look!
I told you to watch only 10 classes! It's been three times! Lesson's in two hours. Save it!
I told you to sit behind me! What are you hiding in the corner for?
Little Witch Jane blushes: That's too obvious! And Wei Yan has already sat down, and there is no White Moonlight for the Four.
Wei Yan suddenly stood aside and looked seriously at the witch Jane.
"" … "
Wei Yan: “…”
Witch Jane nodded mechanically.
Wei Yan was steep and serious.
Witch Jane's gaze unwittingly drifted toward the big man again. The boss wore a training uniform with a beautiful side face. By the window it was like loaded with an automatic beam emitter. A remote sniper was touched, and the little witch in her head blew into a fireworks...
Drop the terminal at the guard and gaze at the seemingly unusual little rabbit sperm.
“ ”After a moment of brushing, the witch panicked and looked at the empty wall - leaving only a rear head for the guard, with even the little curly hair strained.
Weishi's right hand is slightly frivolous.
On both occasions, Witch Jane avoided looking at him. Catch him back and see what's wrong and what's wrong with fixing it. Smoke another little curly hair.
On the stage, the blood dove finally projected a handout cover.
Small Scientist Series # 28 - Miraculous Middle Ages, Dinosaurs, and Their Homes (about 250-65 million years ago)
Guess it's true. There's a noise in the trainees!
Blood pigeon slightly coughed: “Due to the scheduling, your theoretical instructor is still on a starship that leads to the Anglo-Synagogue, and is expected to arrive in a week, so I will be the substitute for this week. ”
“The knockout clue is in the first piece of paper in the handout, and now we're going back and forth from the first row. ”
“Since the venue for the fourth knockout is 600 stars away, be sure to arrive at Clawson Base before the start of the match and the show team will organize a unified operation. Also, over the next two weeks, your training will focus on melee fighting and high oxygen-high carbon dioxide environmental adaptation. You have to pass the test before you leave, and the eligibility criterion is six minutes through the Vine Obstruction Zone —— you hear me? ”
Everyone responded, and even a lot of people were suddenly excited.
High Oxygen Environment, Middle Ages, Vaccines, Prehistoric Creatures - Competitive Content Explains.
Blood pigeon nods satisfactorily: "In the next game, the team is randomly drawn. The player voting channel will open tonight, and ranking will determine your material options. Now, if there's no problem, turn to the first page of the handbook ——”
Classroom corner, white moonlight squad.
Witch Jane lowered her head and Zoe was touching her elbow.
“Witch —— what is this?” Zoe asked.
The handouts are beautifully wrapped and the openings are printed with fire paint, which seems to be the sponsor LOGO. Unexpectedly, the pattern on the firearm was not any prehistoric creature he knew, but a small figure.
The firearm is blood-red and the woman in the pattern is exaggerated, wearing a palatial gown with a mahogany pattern.
Witch Jane shook her head.
I didn't expect Caesar to slap his thigh: “Hey, I know, I know! I saw the cartoon when I was younger - Queen of Hearts! ”
Zoe: “What? ”
Caesar: "Little Laurie sleepwalking that! A pretty little girl falls into a rabbit hole, runs around, doesn't know what she's doing, gets caught several times and gets killed - and then meets the Queen of Hearts! ”
Witch Jane: "Alice is sleepwalking! ”
Caesar: "Hey, right! ”
Zoe wonders: “What does this have to do with the game...”
Witch Jane turned to the first page, a line of text on hermetic paper.
“In this degree, you have to keep running to keep you where you are. - 1973, Van Wallen, Red Queen hypothesis. ”
Two hours later, the class bell rang.
As the blood dove leaves, it quickly frys in the classroom.
Witch Jane put down the terminal and finally finished sorting out the message. She looked up and the three teammates were brushing it.
“The Red Queen hypothesized that the 20th century, proposed by Van Wallen, was one of the important evolutionary biological perspectives that followed Darwin's choice of species.” Witch Jane explains.
“The hypothesis quotes the Red Queen line in Alice. Only running can be kept in place, meaning that during the process of biosynergistic evolution, the evolution of any one species can put pressure on other species. ”
“- The risk of extinction can only be reduced if species compete with each other more rapidly than enemies evolve. ”
Zoe: “The fourth knockout, hint is the Red Queen hypothesis? ”
Witch Jane nodded.
Zoe frowned: “What are the rules of the game? ”
Witch Jane: “I don't know yet...”
Caesar grabbed the answer: "That's literally what I meant! Let's run faster than dinosaurs! ”
Witch Jane: “…” seems to be right, no, isn't that bullshit!
In a few conversations, the redheads came together and naturally hooked up with Caesar.
Witch Jane greeted her and suddenly the whole person solidified.
The red-haired central control program is very simple, the boss follows the boss when he is there, and the boss only does random exercises when he skips class. Now, apparently, the boss hasn't left the classroom...
Drop a shadow behind you.
Guardian: “Excuse me. ”
Zoe stunned for three seconds and immediately responded: "Oh yeah, spokesperson shooting.” You're going to find Master Xiangxiang, aren't you, little witch? "
Witch Jane stayed.
Stand down.
The teenager's subconscious neck was raised and his gaze crossed the man's tight lips, the british nose beam, entangled all the way up.
The guard nodded to Zoe, leading the divinely free witch Jane through the classroom door, walking out of the dusty corridor, stepping across a large swaying lawn and onto an empty slope.
Hold down the soft curly hair with the cocoon's palm: "Why,”
Witch Jane was so nervous, she didn't even dare hum a punctuation, her gaze was low and down.
The man stared at the witch Jane and said slowly: "Don't you dare look at me? ”
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