Ni Zi didn't notice the wary gazes of the two people opposite him at all, but kept moving forward.
"Mr. Bo, can I still follow you?"
Black Haired Youth said calmly, "It's up to you."
Just this sentence, little follower +1.
Of course, Ni Zi chose this for himself.
Even if he knows that Bo Shuo's identity is not simple, following him may put his life in great danger.
But now Ni Zi has no regrets.
In fact, he had no choice at all.
All the candidates on his side have died, and they continue to move alone without even a single care.
The rules of weird grouping are very important.
To put it bluntly, the truth of the rules is largely determined by human life.
If a person acts alone without clues, he can only wait for death.
Compared with other candidates who don't know the details, Mr. Bo is a safer choice.
Moreover, this person had no intention of revealing his identity, but devoted himself wholeheartedly to the pretending game.
As long as you follow the points, you can mix Clear Level perfectly.
Didn't he behave like this Clear Level last time?
Last time...
Ni Zi's brain suddenly felt a sharp stabbing pain, and some blank Memory Fragment was surging, but nothing could be thought of.
His complexion suddenly became paler.
This change naturally attracted Bo Shuo's attention, and he asked, "What's wrong?"
Feeling unwell?
Ni Zi staggered a bit and held on to the wall next to him. He looked a little dazed, his bloodless lips slightly opened and closed, and the words he spat out seemed to be sweaty. "I don't know, I always feel that something is wrong with me. I seem to have lost a small part of my memory."
"But this situation is normal for us patients with schizophrenia. It's just... I, Second Personality, haven't appeared for a long time. It's like I disappeared out of thin air or was imprisoned."
No matter how I called, there was no response.
Such an honest child.
Bo Shuo sighed in his heart.
He didn't even try to cover up his performance, but just told the truth.
It's still the truth about your own body.
This kid is too honest.
Not a bit thoughtful.
Taking advantage of this period of time, Bo Shuo interrogated the mission. After confirming that the mission was the same, he continued with his next step.
His physique can sustain him without sleep for half a month.
There's still a whole day left to look for clues.
Slaughter Area's door has been locked. I don't know the specific rules for other areas, and there are people guarding it now, making it difficult to enter.
Now I can only go back to the dormitory and search all the rooms I missed last time.
Obviously, not only Bo Shuo thinks so, but other candidates also think so.
When I walked to the door, I met a large group of candidates.
Candidates are actually very easy to identify, and they can completely distinguish them from the NPCs next to them based on their demeanor and behavior.
Of course, it's not just Bo Shuo who is sizing them up.
When they appeared at the door, many candidates looked over with caution.
Someone in the crowd's face changed, and he clearly recognized Bo Shuo.
Although some people were too late to watch the premiere, they could still learn about the rise of Big Shot from a few words.
Black Long Hair Deep Purple Eyes, there is a red mole at the end of the eye.
All the iconic things are correct.
The most important thing is that there is no depth at all.
According to the predictions in the forum, Bo Shuo is very likely to be the divine companion of High-level Deity, and it is even more terrifying...
Black Haired Youth didn't look at them, just passed everyone and walked towards the dormitory building.
Seeing the young man approaching, the candidates who were blocking the door couldn't help but take two steps back to make way for people to pass.
Some candidates in the crowd were a little confused, but when they saw others doing this, they also learned to stay away.
After completely confirming that Black Haired Youth's back disappeared, they breathed a sigh of relief.
*
Bo Shuo comes to the first First Floor.
This corridor is very similar to Shadow Strange Lair last time. It is surrounded by familiar windows, and it is so dark inside that it is difficult to see clearly.
Meng Ran Nian started the search very experiencedly, first tapping the ground left and right, then squatting down to use the wire to try to pick the door lock.
First Floor's terrain is very tortuous, and there are countless rooms.
The B-rank candidates who have survived to this day have more or less their own search skills.
Meng Ran Nian clicked the door lock and introduced the iron wire. After a few seconds, a few crisp clicks were heard.
Wooden Door is opened.
It was so dark inside that even the outlines of the utensils could not be seen clearly.
Not to mention going in, even standing outside looking at it is a little scary.
Seeing this, Meng Ran Nian, who had opened the lock, held the lock cylinder's hand for a moment, and then did not move immediately, but the next second he wanted to use the detection skill.
The jet black hair seemed to blend into the darkness,
The smooth and superior profile of the young man flashed past his sight.
Meng Ran Nian subconsciously raised his head and saw that the young man had already entered the room before him, strolling around as if he were at home.
There is no sense of urgency at all.