The next morning, when Rick woke up, he felt his spirits improved a little. He had previously fantasized about the dizziness and a heavy feeling of practicing whip techniques in his mind, but now he has almost no more. Rick probably will be completely eliminated in another week.

Rick looked at the small bed opposite him, and the little pig head had just woken up.

Rick tried to pat the pig's head, and he could touch the pig's head.

"What are you doing when I pat my head in the morning? I'm awake, don't call me!" Little Pig Head shook his pig head and said to Rick with a lazy look.

Rick smiled and looked at the little pig's head, and took out the only weapon he had when he was sending to the metal elevator to the camp, a metal scalpel.

"Let's discuss something, Pig Head, let me cut a small hole in your arm, I want to see if you will really bleed." Rick took the scalpel and gestured in front of Pig Head.

The little pig head was frightened and suddenly retreated, retreating to the edge of the tent.

"If you don't have to try, you will definitely bleed. Venerable No. 2, are you having a nightmare? Wake up, why do you need to cut me with a knife? Wake up, don't come over!" The little pig head looked scared and shouted to Rick in a hurry.

Seeing Little Pig Head's reaction, it didn't seem like he was pretending.

Rex thought for a while, and finally put the scalpel back into his pocket.

Seeing Rick withdraw his scalpel, Pig Head tried to leave the edge of the tent and carefully return to his bedside, but still looked at Rick with caution.

"Let's go, I won't sleep in the morning today. Let's go to the woods next to the metal elevator to guard the woods. Your current way of existence is a bit special. If I really imagined you, if I continue to sleep in this tent, I'm not at ease when you guard the elevator yourself!" Rick said to the pig head with a smile.

Rick thought that once the piglet head was a creature he imagined because of his own spirit or some special reason, it was a creature he imagined, and it was not real. In that case, the piglet head might only exist in his own cognition and consciousness. If the piglet head was asked to guard the elevator, even if the elevator sent the newcomer, if he didn't sleep in this tent, the piglet head would not appear even if he guarded it.

"Go to the elevator to guard it together? If you want Venerable Buer, you will guard it. How about I go to dig a trap at the entrance of the maze? The trap at the entrance of the maze seems to have not been dug yesterday. I will dig it for more food at noon!" The piglet said to Rick.

"Don't go, there's no need for that little food, and you're the one who digs the trap. I'm guarding the elevator with me. I feel that the elevator is about to send new people over, and I can send new people again within just one or two days!" Rick said, not letting Little Pig Head go.

What Rick was worried about was that if the piglet head existed, there was another possibility, which was the product of schizophrenia of his own thinking.

The little pig head went to move the entrance of the maze and dug a hole. In fact, the person who went there would be himself.

At that time, I was just subconscious and mistakenly thought I was staying next to the metal elevator, but if I moved to the entrance of the maze to dig the soil, it would be troublesome.

Now Rick thought that he must restore all his memories as soon as possible to know what kind of existence the little pig head is.

"Okay, I'll guard the elevator with you!" said the little pig head shaking his pig head.

Rick and Pighead left the tent together and walked towards the woods next to the elevator.

When they arrived at the hammock in the woods, they both sat in the hammock.

Little Pig Head wanted to sleep, but Rick didn't let Little Pig Head sleep.

"Stop sleeping, what are you going to sleep in broad daylight! If you sleep again at night, I will use a scalpel to test your skin while you are asleep to see if you will bleed!" Rick said with a smile to the pig's head sitting in the hammock beside him.

After hearing this, Xiao Zhutou shivered and was so scared that he didn't dare to sleep. He sat in the hammock and looked at the elevator in the distance with Rick.

"The Second Venerable, in fact, life is pretty good now. There are only some threats of death spiders in the mobile maze. We live in this camp together, eating and drinking every day, and there are not many worries. Isn't that great! We just don't leave the central area of ​​the mobile maze and live like this forever!" The piglet head said to Rick.

Rick nodded casually, without refuting the little pighead's words.

"Do you still remember anything? Can you remember your previous memories?" Rick asked Little Pig Head.

Little Pig Head shook his pig's head and looked at Rick with a blank look on his face, "I only have a little memory before. I remember that I could eat enough at that time, the food was pretty good, there were delicious food every day, or just eat it casually. I don't know if this memory is true!" Little Pig Head said to Rick with a longing look.

After hearing this, Rick smiled. He probably said that the little pig head's memory was fake, and he was imagining it himself.

Rick and Pighead were just sitting in the hammock and chatting.

I waited for a whole morning, but I didn't wait for the lift to start.

Reke was a little worried. Is there something wrong with Teresa? Why haven't you come yet?

At noon, Lake and Pighead went to the camp to pick up the bread.

The two of them were holding the dough cakes and going back to the woods next to the elevator, sitting in the hammock eating and waiting.

The sky became a little darker in the afternoon, and dark clouds gradually gathered in the distance.

"Sir No. 2, it seems that it will rain. Let's go back to the tent. On heavy rain, the elevator should not send new people to you." The pig head suggested to Rick.

"Let's go back to the tent, come here if there is any movement!" Rick said as he stood up.

Rick opens his ignition-eye golden-eye perspective skill, and even on the tent, he can see the situation here in the metal elevator.

The distance is a bit far. If the elevator sends new people over, you need to run over immediately, and you must keep your ignition-eyed golden eyes in the tent.

But it is going to rain now, so I can't stay outside forever.

The little white mice told Rick that Rick used some water control ability.

But Rick is not planning to use this water control ability now!

Although water control can prevent rain from water from watering himself and the piglet's head, Rick's own spirit has not fully recovered recently. Releasing this water control ability, Rick is worried that it is easy to consume the mental power that has finally recovered, which will make his head hurt again.

Rick and Pighead returned to the tent. As soon as the Pighead was lying on his small bed, Rick pulled him up.

"Don't sleep, sleep again at night!" Rick said to the pig's head, and opened his ignition eyes and golden eyes to see the elevator in the distance.

"It's time for me to sleep in the afternoon. If I don't sleep, I will be inactive. We have nothing to do when we are idle in the tent!" Little Pig Head complained to Rick in a low voice.

"We play chess, I will teach you how to play Gozi. Just take the wooden stick and draw chess boards and chess pieces on the land!" Rick said to the pighead.

"How boring, I'm not sleeping when playing chess!"

"Or why you ask me to try to cut and release some blood. If the blood is successful, I will consider letting you take a nap!" Rick took out the scalpel and looked at the pig's head.
Chapter completed!