I come from the world of punishment

"Yeah, that makes sense..."

"Huo! I didn't expect that I can still play like this."

"Well...that's a good idea, I can try it later."

"Wonderful, why didn't I think of this?"

Luo Huai sat in the crowd, listening to what the people in the front row had inferred about him, with a wonderful expression on his face.

Sure enough, everyone's wisdom is the real wisdom. Even he himself didn't expect that there could be so many ways to play.

As for why he was among this crowd?

This started a few hours ago...

"Another day's harvest..." Luo Huai returned to the towering ancient tree after a day of hard work.

Behind him, he dragged a dozen GG's newbies, and as usual, he hung them up in the tree.

It's just that because the lowest branches are already full, adding more branches will easily destroy the just-right feeling, so I have to hang them nearby and spread them out as much as possible to achieve a looming artistic effect.

You can see it at a casual glance, but you can't see it if you take a closer look. Why did you come to the underworld?

"Alas, the harvest has become less and less these days." Luo Huai sighed with a tone like that of a down-to-earth old farmer...but in this situation, he may be more down-to-earth.

Candidates will never dare to enter this jungle at night, because at night, the spider silk hidden everywhere will emit a faint red light, and the entire jungle will be covered with a layer of blood, and the danger signal will be directly raised.

This is Luo Huai's own fault, and he did not do it intentionally. The main reason is that he always uses these lights to achieve long-distance detection during the day, so as to know the situation of his prey in advance.

This causes the fusion blood that mimics spider silk to always be penetrated and washed away by the fusion blood with light properties. If it is not cleaned deliberately, over time, some [extreme speed] properties will inevitably be mixed into the spider silk, which will become It must shine.

This light was very weak, and would not be too obvious, nor would it cause the spider silk's [greedy] properties to become unstable and disintegrate. It would only become slightly more conspicuous at night, so Luo Huai didn't bother to care about it.

With nothing to do, he climbed back to the top of the tree. While looking into the distance boredly, he saw a little fire, which was the big bonfire lit by the large team.

Feeling bored, he simply went over to see if he could drag a few people back.

He came out of the jungle in a few seconds, quietly approached the crowd, and then hid behind a sand dune.

It was very bright near the bonfire, but once outside this range, the outside world became dim. It happened to be a dark and windy night today, and there was no light at all.

The candidates who were standing guard outside were not professional guards. They said they were standing guard, but in fact they were just looking at them casually, their eyes darkened and they couldn't see anything.

The sand muffled the sound of Luo Huai's footsteps so well that no one noticed him even when he arrived, but he didn't plan to take action yet.

With so many people gathering together, it seems like they are discussing something. If you don't listen, if you miss some interesting news, thank you.

So he added a layer of sand to the tights as a disguise, and lay there listening.

But it was okay at first. It sounded like they were talking about some monster, but the taste changed after hearing it.

"This sounds familiar...it seems like I did it."

I'm the one who co-authored this strategy conference, and that's so... interesting.

What do you mean by conspiring loudly in front of me? This is.

Now let's hear how they plan to deal with him. Wouldn't it be great if he went back and tried to use their tactics, indulge in lust, and end up in despair?

But in this case, you have to listen clearly, right? So I have to get closer...

He quietly dug down a little bit and buried himself in the sand. The digging here was not using the method of wheat cubes, but controlling the fusion blood to form movement synapses on the coat to peel away the sand underneath him. Thus sinking.

After estimating the distance to move forward, Luo Huai's head also retracted into the sand. This feeling was very strange, a bit like being in water, but with greater resistance.

The paddling sentry didn't even notice the slightly undulating sand at his feet. Luo Huai successfully passed the defense line and climbed out in the shadow of an uninhabited tent.

The next step is very simple, just blend into the crowd.

"Who are you? Why are you sitting behind me all of a sudden?"

"I'm new here. I was just on guard duty."

"oh……"

After just a few words of conversation, Luo Huai, who had taken off his tights, blended into the crowd so naturally that people in the front row wouldn't notice at all.

This kind of temporary team is like this. No one knows anyone. As long as you don't show any nervousness or strangeness, and act like you and I are familiar, no one will care about you.

It was like a class reunion after many years.

Then came the opening paragraph. Luo Huai expressed his admiration for the imagination of the crowd and listened and studied carefully.

It wasn't until the moon above our heads began to set that the demon-slaying conference came to an end.

A complete set of coping strategies was compiled, including detailed response plans for various situations that might occur, and it can be said that there is no omission - if this strategy is not heard by the target of the response.

Greedy Wolf stood up, clapped his hands, and announced the disbandment, "Then everyone, let's go to bed early. Let's push through this jungle together tomorrow morning!"

"Okay!" Everyone responded enthusiastically, and then they all rubbed their hands and stamped their feet and slipped back into the tent.

Even though it's just on the edge of the desert, once you enter this terrain, it will be extremely cold at night. The people in the row almost froze to death during the meeting just now.

Luo Huai followed the crowd and dispersed. He planned to walk into a blind spot and leave, but he happened to hear a man walking beside him and his companions say: "Hey, do you think we are so close to the jungle, will we be attacked at night?" How many did the monster drag away?"

"Nonsense, this is a map for the exam. The rules are set. How can the monster leave the original terrain?"

Luo Huai on the side stomped his feet after hearing this.

Nonsense, who said I didn't intend to drag people along? Am I not right here? Of course you can’t go back empty-handed!

"Since you are the one who planted the flag, I will drag you down." After thinking for a few seconds, Luo Huai decided to follow the logical theorem of whoever planted the flag will suffer.

Soon, most of the people returned to their tents, and he followed the man quietly to his tent.

Because of the distribution and rarity of monsters in the desert, only two or three people were responsible for keeping watch.

But Luo Huai's luck was not good, even a little unlucky.

A guard saw Luo Huai standing in front of the tent without going in for a long time, acting suspiciously, "Hey! You..."

Soon after, Luo Huai raised his hand and a ball of fused blood hit his face, instantly blocking all his vocal organs.

"so close."

However... the next moment, a siren sounded from the guard's waist.