Coulson Several people looked at Grant who was bending down to caress his chest. Their eyes turned to the priest's robe that he put on in the blink of an eye, and they were all amazed.
However, the words of praise read out by Grant made them feel embarrassed, especially after seeing Apocalypse nodding with satisfaction, this feeling became even more obvious.
Even the dark-faced Nick Fury couldn't help but twitch his eyes.
"Ahem... then, what exactly are we going to test? Apocalypse, can you make it more clear?"
Clearing her throat, Coulson's voice broke the awkward atmosphere.
"You need to face the extreme emotional changes in your heart and stay awake, and survive here for a week."
"Then you can reach Temple of Contracts, sign a contract with the great god, and gain power!"
"Great God, please forgive me for being unreasonable and carrying out my duty of guiding the testers without authorization!"
Before Apocalypse could speak, Grant directly answered Coulson's doubts, and then saluted Apocalypse again in an apologetic gesture.
"No... I'm very satisfied with your conscientiousness, keep up the good work!"
"After they complete the trial, you should sign the contract together!"
Apocalypse looked at Grant who saluted with satisfaction. Of course he wouldn't care about such details. Grant's behavior confirmed the benefits of accepting him.
If you have something to do, you don't have to do these troublesome things yourself.
"Yes, that's it. Come on, I've adjusted the flow of time here and outside. Don't worry about it taking too long."
Apocalypse ignored Grant who was excited when he understood what he meant. He turned to Coulson and said something, and then his whole person became illusory again.
"Wait..."
Nick Fury was about to ask about the flow of time when Apocalypse disappeared. He could only retract his raised hand and suppress the turmoil in his heart.
"Let's go, keep moving forward, it seems he won't let us go!"
Everyone was in a daze because Apocalypse had just revealed that he could control the flow of time, but Nick Fury's words woke them up.
At this time, they remembered the words of praise Grant had just read, and suddenly they felt that it was not so embarrassing anymore.
Following the smiling Grant, they arrived in front of the base vehicle in a short while.
Looking at this creation full of technological components, everyone subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. At least they no longer need to "use the sky as a quilt and the earth as a bed."
"Gu~!"
Coulson's stomach suddenly howled. Everyone else looked at him. He awkwardly covered his stomach and said, "You all know that my strength makes me hungry more easily!"
The others nodded in understanding, but their brows also furrowed. When Coulson said this, their stomachs also faintly moved.
"...Grant Priest, is there anything to eat? Or water?"
Licking his dry lips and wiping the sweat from his head, Nick Fury looked at Grant.
"Oh... of course. Did you see those cacti? That's the food and water you want!"
Grant, who had a smile on his face, had been observing them. Hearing Nick Fury's words, he immediately raised his eyebrows and pointed to the stone he had been using as a dining table with some gloating. There were some cacti on it that he had not dealt with.
Looking at those cacti, Grant's throat began to feel itchy. During this period, he could only survive on cacti. The crunchy and sticky texture almost became his nightmare.
You can imagine the terrible feeling of eating raw cactus for a long time without fire and seasoning.
Grant even had diarrhea several times because of this, and then had to endure the discomfort and continue to eat cactus.
"... you..."
Look at the cactus scraps piled up next to the stone, and then look at the surrounding area without any trace of fire.
Everyone immediately remembered what he looked like when they saw Grant, with his face greasy and haggard, digging at the wet mud at the bottom of the cliff.
Several people had a bad premonition, wouldn't they become like that?
"Oh... delicious cactus. It seems that Apocalypse is not so ruthless. He has prepared enough cactus for food."
Coulson picked the cactus with his fingers and spoke in a relaxed tone. His stomach was still ringing. He had given up thinking about the problem. Filling his stomach was the real thing.
"You're right, I happen to be hungry too!"
Natasha leaned against the car with his hands folded. At this time, he also moved his long legs, and squatted next to the stone with Coulson. Then he took out a dagger and dealt with the cactus by himself.
Barton and Nick Fury looked at each other and could only shrug their shoulders and join in.
In this way, they shared the cacti collected by Grant and ate them, barely replenishing energy and water.
Next, a few people went around to collect more cacti. After all, they still needed to consume a lot of food in seven days.
Because of the power of Apocalypse, Grant, who is no longer affected by this place, is like a shadow following Coulson and the others.
And they naturally pretended not to see it.
"Damn, how long has it been? I want to drink coffee! That kind of delicate and fragrant coffee!"
I don't know how long it took, but Nick Fury suddenly roared angrily at Coulson, and veins popped out on his shiny black bald head.
"What the hell, you Black Charcoal Head, do you want a fight?"
Coulson stared back without showing any signs of weakness, with a faint gray-white sheen on his skin.
Then Nick Fury and Coulson began to greet each other's family members, but they still maintained their last sense and did not really take action.
"Shut up! My arrows don't recognize people!"
Perhaps because he was annoyed by their noise, Barton drew his bow and pointed the arrow at the two of them.
Coulson and Nick Fury's fierce eyes were immediately aimed at Barton.
"Stop Barton, what are you doing, are you going to kill each other?"
At the critical moment, Natasha's frightened and violent but still rational shouting slammed into their minds.
Their bloodshot eyes suddenly became clearer, and they realized what they had just been doing.
On the other side, a burst of unreasonable anger burned in Natasha's heart. Her fingers were ready to move, and she kept testing the holster, and her eyes became dangerous.
"Crack!"
"Natasha! Your hand--!"
Barton threw the bow and arrow directly to the ground in a cold sweat. Just as he was about to thank Natasha, he saw her hand taking out the gun and shouted loudly.
"... What, I... what happened to me just now?"
Following Barton's example, he dropped the pistol on the ground. Natasha covered his head with his hands and frowned.
Nick Fury and Coulson also came over. They were silent for a while, and finally Nick Fury said, "It seems that the mood has changed to an extreme just now. It is so sudden and insidious, fuck Fuck!"
"Hei... Director, only fifteen hours have passed."
Coulson looked at his watch and continued.
Because the sunlight in the sky never changed, they could only use their watches to determine the passage of time.
"Shet! Six more days!"
Barton, who has always been emotionally stable, couldn't help but complain.
"Damn Apocalypse, damn Li Ge, isn't it just six days? I still don't believe it!"
Natasha looked a little sluggish, but his words were full of strength.
"It seems we need to supervise each other. First... we need to put away all our weapons."
Nick Fury's eyes swept over the bows, arrows and pistols on the ground, and his already dark face became even darker.