Even Lin Sanjiu herself didn’t know that her escape was in exchange for real human lives.
She was in a critical situation a few seconds ago. If she didn't resort to desperate measures to suppress the situation, she would really have to confess in this arena. Lin Sanjiu gritted her teeth, confessed to Teacher Yi, and then unscrewed the rocket's handle again.
Top grade.
As she rushed towards the front runway at a deadly speed, all her consciousness poured out at the same time, directly facing the overwhelming shot balls; she tried her best to get there before they hit Lin Sanjiu.
The idea of knocking down all the shot put is correct. Although it is very difficult and laborious to implement, it is not impossible.
But as soon as Lin Sanjiu started taking action, he almost immediately sent another batch of shot put players to their death.
The runners are very fast. If you sit still and watch them run, they may pass by without waiting for a clear shadow - you can't even see clearly, how can you pick up the shot put?
Say hello to them?
Moreover, at the end of the competition, more than half of the shot put must be thrown; so all the shot put players desperately picked up as many shot put as possible and took them with them at the moment the competition started, and followed the runners.
Rushed out.
One more shot put means one more chance to hit the runner; but at the same time, it also adds an additional burden of nearly a hundred kilograms.
Carrying hundreds or thousands of kilograms of shot put on the back, not only have to catch up with the speed of the runners, but also have to choose the angle at such a crazy speed and seize the opportunity to throw the shot put - from a certain perspective, it is probably only
The players from the Twelve Worlds are still barely competent. When they finish throwing the shot put, if the parabola they created has not swallowed anyone up, then the player who threw the shot put will be pulled into the parabola.
Devour it.
Nowadays, most of the runners on the track have been knocked down by the puppeteer alone, and there are not many goals left; coupled with the "one minute" time limit, the shot put put by the shot put players
It almost reached the bottom soon - but they didn't expect that this offensive, which was the most powerful and had the greatest hope, would hit Lin Sanjiu's consciousness before it had even flown halfway.
"wall".
After a few days of recuperation, most of the consciousness that was exhausted in the data stream library has been restored, and there is still a faint trend of increasing. Under the auspices of Teacher Yi, at the same time that the countdown on the ground finished, Lin Sanjiu was shocked.
Dangerously, I stepped back onto the runway.
The shot put players in the distance had no time to react when the shot hit the ground straight, and they were pulled forward one by one amidst screams; countless parabolas shone brightly in mid-air, and disappeared on the runway while carrying people.
superior.
Of course, Lin Sanjiu didn't see all this.
"Later, back... I don't throw shot put much anymore," she finally recovered from the top speed, gasped a few times and asked, "What's going on?"
"It seems that they are all thrown away," the fat white man turned to look at the distant figure behind him, and his voice became a little bit shriller. The Queen of Soul glanced at him and became confused: "Hey, why did you take off another layer?"
Fatty Bai gave a bitter smile - in the fierce confrontation and running, he was almost hit by a shot put, so he immediately opened up another layer of his body like a nesting doll, got out a smaller version of himself, and squeezed in the forest.
Sanjiu's shoulders; now, he is probably only as big as two fists.
On the contrary, the Queen of Soul, who held on to the human skin tightly and never let go, still maintained the appearance of a human being.
"Then...then, we finally got out of the shot put stage?" Lin Sanjiu didn't have time to look back - her head and face were covered with sweat, her eyes were stinging with sweat, and her vision was blurred.
"Maybe," the Queen of Soul circled around her shoulders like a snake, "This is too unfair. Those who run have to live and die, but how can it be so easy for those who throw shot put?"
Fatty Bai looked at the disappearing figures in the distance, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, and closed it again.
Along with the overwhelming shot put, there were countless runners who disappeared - Lin Sanjiu's eyes turned around the track, and everything he saw was empty. Only three or five figures in front continued to run forward.
She didn't know whether it was because she was frightened or because she was exhausted. The more she ran, the colder she got. Every gust of wind seemed to penetrate into her bones, quickly taking away her body temperature.
There was no runner beside her, only Time not far behind her, still chasing the less than ten runners tirelessly. After thinking about it, Lin Sanjiu gritted her teeth and accelerated for a while, and was about to catch up.
When there were a few people ahead, she asked out of breath, "Why, why haven't you finished running yet?"
No. 17 turned his head, his hair swaying like it exploded, and was blown back by the strong wind: "Oh, you survived!"
Lin Sanjiu couldn't force a smile, she just nodded desperately with a pale face.
"Didn't you read the detailed explanation before setting off?" Another player shouted from afar.
Lin Sanjiu squinted her eyes and looked around, but couldn't see anything clearly in the whistling wind. She could only shout to the man: "This is my first time participating in the competition. I don't know where to look -"
"Today's race still has its last leg," responded No. 17. "It will be over after we pass the swimming competition venue!"
It's probably not an exaggeration to describe Lin Sanjiu's mood at this time as "everything went dark". It has to be said that No. 17 is a person with high emotional intelligence. As if he sensed her mood, he immediately turned back to face her.
She shouted: "Don't worry! Things will get better next time!"
Lin Sanjiu didn't say a word - she was really speechless now - she just buried her head and gritted her teeth, endured the pain, and continued to run out step by step, following the first few people.
Facts have proved that the words of No. 17 are not empty words; compared with the shot put stage, the swimming stage is indeed much simpler.
Because now it's the runner's turn to create problems for others.
Lin Sanjiu didn't know which apocalyptic world competition area the swimming venue was in; but when the track in front of her was replaced by a blue water, she almost let out a deep sigh from the depths of her bones - she finally
You can stop for a moment!
"Don't stop, everyone," when the idea came to her mind, No. 17 happened to shout, "Jump!"
Jump?
Is there a part of this running race that requires swimming?
Lin Sanjiu's blood almost rose to her throat; but before she could shout, all the players in front, starting from No. 17, jumped out. Above the blue swimming pool as big as a river, they suddenly stood high.
Three or five figures jumped up, and it seemed that the sound of splashing water could be heard soon——
However, except for a few exclamations, she heard nothing.
Lin Sanjiu hurriedly caught up a few steps, stopped suddenly at the edge of the pool, and was stunned: No. 17 was like stepping on a skateboard, with his feet tightly stepping on a swimmer, and crookedly squatting on top of him.
, maintaining balance; a person suddenly jumped up on the back, and the player was immediately thrown heavily into the water. It was not until the water submerged all the way to No. 17's chest that the player reluctantly jumped up again——
Except for No. 17, several other runners were obviously mentally prepared. They jumped out the moment the swimmers passed by, and they also grabbed the backs of several people; both sides kept their distance in the water.
They were balancing, fighting each other, and swimming forward. For a while, waves were splashing on the water, and they were shouting and yelling.
"Oh my god," the Queen of Soul sighed, "who came up with this idea!"
"Time," Fatty Bai screamed, "the time is still coming!"
Even at this juncture, he still swallowed the words "Jump quickly" back in his stomach.
The problem is that when Lin Sanjiu was delayed for such a short time just now, there were no swimmers left in front of her. She didn’t know if all the other swimmers were dead, or if there weren’t many in the competition, only a dozen or so.
One, gone in the blink of an eye.
After cutting off the track, the river-like arena continued to stretch forward endlessly - she didn't even have the option of not getting into the water and running forward on the river bank, because a countdown appeared on the ground beneath her feet again.
"10"; Obviously, only the water surface is the next arena.
"I'm not good at water," Lin Sanjiu shouted urgently, "If there's no one below to catch me, I won't be able to swim very far!" The ropes she had collected before were all used up, and [Hundred Birds Chasing the Phoenix] was too difficult to use.
It's not safe - with the pursuers behind her, if these evolvers can't resist the effectiveness of her special items, she will be swallowed up by time before the swimmers get close.
"Why can't you even swim?" The Queen of Soul screamed angrily. Before she could finish her words, the fat white man suddenly interrupted her: "I can help!"
Lin Sanjiu's spirit suddenly shook; but before she could ask more questions, Fatty Bai suddenly kicked his feet forward and threw himself forward, falling into the water with a splash.
"What can I do to help?" The Queen of Soul immediately cursed, "This ungrateful——"
Just as he was speaking halfway, the fat white man floating on the water started to move. He took out a red flag from somewhere, quickly rolled it around a brass trumpet, and blew a loud blast toward the front.
A long horn blast.
[Listen to the call of socialism]
This item is divided into two parts. Every time it is used, the red flag must be rolled up on the trumpet before playing the call for socialism. Anyone who hears this call (maximum thirteen) will use it within thirty seconds.
Maximum speed reunited around the red flag and sang a song with the word "Intna Schonelle" with passion and ambition.
Note: If a Russian citizen wants to use this item, his date of birth must be before 1991.
There was no need to wait for him to say hello, Lin Sanjiu had already jumped into the water quickly.
In the high splash of water she made, the other twelve swimmers and runners all came closer together singing "Internacion will eventually come true" - the fat man hurriedly climbed back to Lin Sanjiu
On his shoulder, he shouted in her ear: "Quickly find someone to squat on!"
The sound of the trumpet does not distinguish between friend and foe, and as soon as it is heard, it will affect people. Lin Sanjiu was shocked when he heard this, and then he came back to his senses. While others were still filled with tears, he quickly picked a tall and lean man.
The swimmer climbed up.
When she dropped him, the swimmer immediately sank into the water and took a few sips of water. When he surfaced again, the young man's face was wrinkled and he said, "You actually pushed me again?"
We got it back! Why should I carry three of them?"
"Stop complaining," the Queen of Soul hissed, "There are many of us, and if we work together, we will ensure that you swim faster than others - let's go, let's go, time is about to enter the water!"
