"What the hell? Am I seeing things?!"
Qin Siyang desperately searched for differences among the falling corpses of the fish Gods, but no matter how he looked, they were all identical.
Not only were there no differences in species like before, now everything from their color to their size was exactly the same. Even the details of their scales were indistinguishable.
Something this strange had to mean trouble!
As great swaths of God corpses fell around him, releasing an even denser crimson liquid, Qin Siyang's physical condition grew more precarious.
The situation immediately made him realize that the objective of the second round had changed. It was no longer a spot-the-difference test!
Yet he had absolutely no idea what to do. Once again, he had been handed a test paper with no questions.
Qin Siyang could only continue carefully observing the corpses falling overhead, but this time he focused on finding the question rather than the differences.
Suddenly, he noticed that amid the densely packed corpses, there seemed to be one spot with fewer of them and a slightly wider gap.
Was he supposed to strike that gap?
But there was nothing in the gap. What would hitting it accomplish?
While Qin Siyang wrestled with that thought, the severe poisoning made his body sway uncontrollably, and he nearly lost his footing and fell into the crimson around him.
His eyes widened as he stared down at his feet in disbelief.
His feet, which had been held fast, had actually moved half a step when he stumbled.
"Huh?! My feet... can move?!"
That sudden change instantly jolted Qin Siyang to his senses.
If he could move, his best option was to get away from this poison-soaked stretch of riverbed first!
He made a snap decision and tried to push off the