In the following time, several people monitored each other and reminded them quickly if someone was in a bad mood.
The bright sunshine did not change at all, and the hot sand and gravel burned their bodies and constantly ignited their emotions.
The cactus, which they thought was good at first, gave them the same feeling as Grant as time went by.
That feeling of itching in the throat, being disgusted but unable to get rid of it, and the helpless feeling of having to continue eating even though the body is protesting.
Coulson and Natasha were a little better. One had strengthened his body because of Tyrant's ability, and the other had already undergone body strengthening transformation. Their bodies quickly adapted to eating only cactus to obtain nutrients.
But Nick Fury and Barton are different. Although one has been injected with extreme medicine, the strengthening effect is not great, while the other is purely a body that has been trained.
Both of them coincidentally experienced the pain that Grant once experienced - the overwhelming stomach and the weakness that emptied the body.
Fortunately, their physical fitness was there and they successfully withstood the injury.
Grant didn't stay with them all the time. Most of the time, he disappeared without a trace. He only appeared suddenly to look at their situation and then disappeared suddenly.
But the cactus thing is nothing. The most terrible thing is that they don't know when they will fall into extreme emotions.
Sometimes I was joking one second, and then burst into tears without warning the next second.
Sometimes I look at the stones on the ground in a daze, and suddenly I find that the disordered lines on them are like countless demons coming to life, squirming, roaring, and crowding, triggering their fear.
Sometimes the sufferings they suffered in the past continue to reverberate in their minds uncontrollably, deepening their impressions and describing details, and the surging sense of powerlessness almost drowns them.
There is even the figure of Apocalypse that keeps appearing in their minds. The powerful power to do whatever they want makes them desire, makes them jealous, and makes them twisted and crazy.
Joy, anger, sadness, joy, sadness, fear, and shock, all kinds of emotions filled their minds inexplicably, and they struggled to resist them with willpower and reminders from others.
Even when they sleep according to the estimated time, extreme emotional changes will appear in their dreams through various dream scenes.
In their dreams, the devil is going crazy, Angel is singing, fear has become a reality, desires are fully satisfied, past regrets are ruthlessly used, the unbearable past is repeated again and again, lovers are endlessly entangled with them, and evil people are arousing their anger...
Sometimes happy or sad, happy and sad, angry and sad, scared and frightened, happy in pain, angry and sad...
Their consciousness is awake in dreams, and they can only experience everything passively and cannot wake up. This kind of nightmare haunts them, trying to make them sink completely every time.
Their emotions constantly reach certain extremes, and then they calm down with difficulty, or bear them completely.
In just a few days, several senior agents became haggard, with sallow complexions, chapped lips, and two thick dark circles under the eyes that almost turned them into pandas - except for Nick Fury.
Their eyes began to become dull and numb, and they spent much less time talking. Except for some movement when eating cactus, the rest of the time they almost stayed alone like several lifelike sculptures, with their faces twitching from time to time.
The sunshine from the sky shines down boldly, reflecting the wilderness on the ground. On the hot sandy land, only groups of cacti are releasing the breath of life.
A few people sat together in silence, eating in silence.
After swallowing the brittle and sticky cactus in his mouth with difficulty again, Nick Fury spoke.
"Coulson... how long has it been?"
Nick Fury's voice is dry and hoarse, like a stone that has been rubbed with sandpaper, without any excess moisture.
After a few seconds, Coulson seemed to react. He slowly raised his head and looked at the scratches on the shell of the base vehicle that had been specially made to count the number of days.
His wandering eyes suddenly condensed, and six parallel scratches came into his eyes, which were made by Natasha.
Every day, he would remind him and mark Natasha on it.
Coulson hurriedly stretched out his left hand and looked at the watch on it. He calculated the time almost instantly.
"Seven days! Farke! It's the seventh day!"
Coulson suddenly stood up, threw down the cactus in his hand, and then kicked it away viciously, with an unnatural rosiness on his withered face.
"Oh... Damn Fake! This damn trial is finally over!"
It took several people who were so aroused by Coulson's actions to react after a while that Nick Fury spit out the sticky substance in his mouth, spitted hard, and blurted out classic swear words.
"Damn Apocalypse, damn Li Ge, I will never believe their nonsense again. This is simply not a test that normal people can pass!"
Although Natasha is not like Coulson and the others, her angry eyes are extremely sharp, which only sets off the dark circles under her eyes, making it look a bit funny.
"May this trial be worthy of our reward!"
Barton had already taken out his bow and arrow from the car and put it on his back again. The dim Hawkeye looked tired with a hint of expectation.
"Congratulations to everyone for completing the trial, please come to me."
Grant's figure suddenly appeared. He waved to several people, and the golden priest's robe shook with his movements.
The few people were refreshed, quickly put away their belongings, and came to Grant.
Seeing the embarrassment of these people, Grant's eyelids were twitching, and he was even more grateful that he became Li Ge's subordinate without hesitation.
Without saying anything to them, Grant directly activated Apocalypse, giving him the power to teleport between First Heaven and the temple here. The space fluctuated, and they disappeared here like bubbles.
The first thing that enters their senses is not something else, but a wonderful fruity aroma that is alluring and arouses physical desire.
Several people's eyes followed their noses that they couldn't help but sniff, looking at the source of the scent.
A spectacular and gorgeous picture suddenly violently broke into their eyes.
In the splendid temple that is more than 10,000 meters high, endless stars are constantly rotating and shining, and meteors occasionally streak across, like a miniature universe.
In the center of the temple, a thousand-meter-high golden statue stands majestically, Void suspended, like the master of the universe and the master of the stars.
The huge ornate lotus platform carries a god and demon sitting cross-legged. The dragon pattern on the robe is majestic and vivid, constantly swimming. The long hair on the top of the head is gathered into a crown, and the hair is slightly floating.
The two palms of the statue are spread out on the knees. On the left hand is a huge transparent ball with a miniature Nine Heavens projection inside. However, only the first one, Second Heaven, is complete now.
On the right hand, a 100-meter giant tree grows directly out of thin air, but it does not look like an ordinary tree. Instead, it looks like an exquisite work of art, with blue crystal as the body, gold crystal as the core, red crystal wrapped around the gold core, and connected with the blue crystal. Countless round golden fruits with the word "" on the blue background and red edges on the outside are like glowing gems, hanging on the branches without leaves, waiting for the destined person.
"Gudong--!"
The sound of someone swallowing saliva sounded, like turning on a switch, and several people suddenly started to admire it in unison.
"What a beautiful temple... what a luxurious statue... what a gorgeous tree..."
All kinds of descriptions end up being straightforward praise.