Uncle Grandfather...

The bullet had obviously hit, because Hope heard Wilbur's curse words replaced by screams.

He was slightly relieved.

Since it can be injured by bullets, no matter how many inhuman characteristics Wilbur exhibits, it is still a mortal body.

Just as Hope was about to get the other shotgun hidden on the other side, a sense of crisis enveloped him.

Hope did not hesitate, closed his eyes instantly, and used "Uncertainty" to return to the third tree where he was just now.

"Creak!" Wood's cracking sound.

This was followed by a loud and dull sound.

Hope looked behind the tree where he was standing just now, and a huge branch fell down.

That thickness----maybe not enough to kill Hope, but definitely enough to make Hope lose its ability to resist.

It should be that Wilbur's spell was released successfully----it had an effect on the branches----

Maybe the bullet deflected the spell from Wilbur, or maybe Wilbur was originally aiming at the branch.

At the same time, Hope also guessed the source of his sense of crisis:

In addition to the intuition caused by some subtle gas flow changes, the Hope that plays a greater role should be the Inspiration with only 0.11".

According to Jack, those extraordinary intuitions are manifestations of high Inspiration.

Although it is only 0.11", it is higher than ordinary people after all----

Hope's thoughts ended here. Wilbur rushed in the direction of Hope. Wilbur's gunshot-wounded chest once again flowed out foul-smelling blood.

Hope closed his eyes. The appearance around the first tree had changed. Teleporting hastily may have bad consequences. The only place Hope could choose was the second tree.

He set the goal of "Uncertainty" there.

But when Uncertainty" was completed, Hope found that the clattering sound of Wilbur's heavy body stepping on the fallen leaves became louder.

Hope had a feeling in astonishment:

The "disappearance" he used didn't work.

Or it doesn't take effect at all.

Wilbur's fate of coming behind the tree before Hope hid--did not disappear.

Hope saw the huge body of Wilbur in panic.

This Monster has already arrived in front of Hope. Even if Hope wants to use Uncertainty to escape again, Wilbur will obviously not give him a new chance.

Wilbur didn't rush towards the third tree just now----

What Hope saw was just his fake action. After Hope hid, Wilbur immediately stopped and returned to the second tree.

Wilbur is very smart - when Hope teleported back and forth between the two trees just now, he should have guessed the limitations of Hope.

The "disappear" magic failed again, making Hope a little irritable.

Unlike Uncertainty "and exchange", disappearing seems to be particularly difficult to control.

But he has no time to reflect now, Wilbur is only one step away from him.

"Bang!"

Another gunshot.

Neither from Hope nor from Wilbur.

The voice came from the library. Lizzie Brian was holding the pistol she found in Gatekeeper's cabin, her fingers trembling.

A little blood appeared on Wilbur's calf.

The caliber of this pistol was extremely small, and the bullet was embedded in Wilbur's calf muscle. Because of Wilbur's weird body structure, there was almost no bleeding except for the moment of the hit.

But this bullet still changed some of Wilbur's movements, giving Hope a chance to avoid the opponent's hug.

Wilbur only has one arm, but Hope feels that one arm is enough to break his bones.

"Very good! Keep going!" Professor Larry said.

He and Professor Rice had been slumped in place since just now. Wilbur seemed to have done something to them to prevent them from standing up.

But Lizzie opened the barrel of the gun, and after taking out the cartridge case, there was no new bullet to fill it.

This is a single shot pocket pistol, Lizzie has not found any other bullets.

Moreover, she had no shooting training at all. If it hadn't been an emergency, she wouldn't have dared to shoot.

She aimed at Wilbur's head, but the bullet almost hit the tree trunk next to it. Hope was right behind the tree trunk.

Hope gritted his teeth, although the development of things was somewhat different from what he expected, but——

He put his hand into his pocket, closed his eyes and held his breath, and took out the only thing in his pocket.

A small glass bottle, originally the bottle should have a cork stopper of a suitable size, but Hope changed it to a smaller one Number One for the convenience of use.

He pressed the cork into the glass bottle with his fingers and waved it hard, and the powder in the bottle flew out.

The spicy smell permeates the air.

Corresponding to the smell, the powder has a strong stimulating effect on certain areas of the human body.

Swamp Pepper bark powder.

Small box from Professor Rice, made from Swamp Pepper bark.

This shrub that lives in swamp areas has almost nothing to do with pepper, but its bark has special medicinal value, and the powder made from the bark——

If necessary, it can also be used as pepper, which has the same taste but is more pungent.

Wilbur was obviously affected by the bark powder, although he did not sneeze due to the irritation as Hope imagined.

But Wilbur's breathing became heavy, and because his vision was blocked, he stopped subsequent actions.

Hope did not take advantage of this opportunity to leave again, but shouted loudly to several people in the library, "Close your eyes!"

At the same time, he stretched out his hand and groped forward, touching Wilbur's skin with hair and scales.

This touch made Hope feel an instinctive resistance.

Hope imagined the scene on the fourth floor of the library in his mind, and he wanted to use "Uncertainty" to bring Wilbur back there.

His logic for doing this is simple:

There must be a reason why Wilbur chose to call up on the first floor of the library instead of waiting for Hope on the fourth floor.

Hope I don't know what the reason is.

However, Wilbur didn't want to go, so Hope let him go.

But Uncertainty failed to start.

The two of them still stayed where they were.

It's someone from the library----shouldn't----

Hope quickly let go of the hand touching Wilbur, wanting to use Uncertainty only on himself instead, and returned to the third tree.

But Wilbur unexpectedly grabbed Hope at this moment, with a palm almost twice as big as Hope's hand firmly clamping down on Hope's wrist.

"Ha----ha----" Because of the pepper bark powder, Wilbur still couldn't breathe steadily.

He said, "I----got you----"

Hope struggled to break free, but his strength was of no avail. He soon felt the tentacles in Wilbur's belly wrapping around his body.

Take a deep breath and Hope calm yourself down.

"Probably." Hope replied.

He bit off a piece of plant root he was holding in his mouth.

The bitter taste spread to every corner of his mouth. Hope endured the discomfort and swallowed the juice, which brought a spicy feeling in his throat.

Just from the taste, you can tell that this juice is toxic.

"What are you doing?" Wilbur asked.

Hope didn't answer him.

But a sharp and piercing sound sounded from a distance.

Then the second sound sounded, then the third, and then the countless sounds.

Those petite sparrow-like birds seemed to have received some sense and flew over. They smelled the smell of dying Extraordinary people in the air.

At the same time, Hope's silver Steel Pen sandwiched in the shirt gave off a faint light 0.11--0.10

Hope opened his eyes. In his sight, except for the seemingly nonexistent black shadow, everything became slow.