I Contracted Myself

Red, green.

Then the purple runway.

The characteristic of this runway is the erratic force, which will be applied in different directions, making people rise and fall, and even fall to death on the runway accidentally.

Wuming and Tang Wentian were much more careful, because someone really fell to death.

The sudden rising force and the sudden falling force, the two forces crossed and changed, instantly killing an exhausted trialist.

He took a fierce step and rose to a height of tens of thousands of meters, and then the huge falling force combined with gravity instantly smashed him to the ground. His remaining little strength was almost unable to protect his body, so he was smashed into a pulp.

Wuming was not afraid of falling, but Tang Wentian was afraid, so they both slowed down together.

Ten days later, the two came out of the purple track, and they both breathed a sigh of relief. Tang Wentian complained: "I didn't expect that running a marathon could kill people."

"So you must not be careless in the following levels." Wuming said.

After the purple track is the yellow track. The ability of this track is pain. The faster you run, the more painful it is. The problem is that this track will also deduct your life.

At first, only one day of life will be deducted, then it will become two days of life, and then it will become four days of life, four days will become eight days, and eight days will become sixteen days. The more you go back, the more exaggerated the life will be deducted.

If you don't want to die, you must run out as soon as possible, otherwise your life will be deducted by the track.

Tang Wentian's life is limited, he can only endure the pain and run madly. After all, no one knows how far the end of the channel is. For the sake of his life, he can only try his best.

Wuming speeds up together, and the two turn into light and move forward quickly on the track.

Along the way, some trial participants fell to the ground and died of exhaustion. Wuming and Tang Wentian did not look at the dead, but ran as fast as they could.

When they ran out of the yellow track, Tang Wentian looked much older. He panted and said, "Damn, half of my life is gone. How can I make it up now?"

"We must speed up." Wuming said seriously at this time.

Tang Wentian frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

"How many people do you think can run out of the yellow track?" Wuming asked.

Tang Wentian's eyes widened and he was surprised: "If all the contestants behind die on the yellow track, then we will be the last one, right?"

"Well, so we can't stop, we must run as fast as we can!" Wuming nodded. Tang Wentian gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's catch up!"

The two of them immediately accelerated and ran wildly. Wuming got another can of physical strength medicine along the way. Just when he wanted to complain that it was useless, Tang Wentian got a clamp.

He immediately asked Tang Wentian to pass the physical strength medicine over.

After Tang Wentian finished drinking the strength potion, Wuming immediately increased his speed to the fastest, and Tang Wentian relied on his shoes to always be a little faster than Wuming. The two ran side by side and rushed forward.

After the yellow runway is the white runway.

Because Tang Wentian was always a little faster than Wuming, he ran into an invisible wall the next second after entering the white runway. He cursed while his nose was bleeding: "This level is too tricky."

"Be careful, there are invisible obstacles in this level."

Wuming stopped, touched the invisible wall in front, and then smiled at Tang Wentian.

Then the two crossed the obstacle and continued to run forward. Soon, both of them found their own ways to deal with it. Wuming shot out a beam of light. When the light was blocked by the invisible obstacle, he knew there was an obstacle ahead.

Tang Wentian's method was simpler, that is, blowing wind, and sensing the existence of obstacles through the wind.

After passing the white runway, the two had surpassed many trialists.

Finally, the two stopped in front of the black runway, because many players in other tracks died in the black runway at this time, and their bodies stopped at the edge of the runway.

"..."

Tang Wentian looked at Wuming silently, his throat trembling slightly.

"Let me try it first." Wuming said directly.

Tang Wentian was about to say I'll do it, but Wuming rushed in first.

The moment he entered the black runway, Wuming knew the effect of the black runway. It would be judged every second, just like rolling dice.

The black runway rolls once, and the trialer rolls once. Once the points are smaller than the black runway, then he will die instantly.

Wuming instantly rolled 6 points, and the black runway rolled 3 points, so Wuming was fine.

He returned to the blue runway and said seriously: "This level is too pit."

Then he told Tang Wentian what happened in the black runway. Tang Wentian's face turned black after hearing it. Who can pass this level?

I thought this level was the easiest, as long as I could run, but these passages were too deadly.

"Master Wuming, it seems I'm doomed." Tang Wentian sighed.

Wuming smiled and said, "Don't be discouraged. Now you keep running back and forth along the blue track. Wait for about ten days. If you can get the props to exchange positions, try to exchange positions directly."

"Hiss, there is still this trick!" Tang Wentian was shocked.

Wuming will take it as a gamble. If I pass the level, I will definitely wait for you. If I also die on the black track, then...

That's it.

"Why don't we wait together." Tang Wentian hesitated after hearing this.

Wuming smiled and said, "I still have a little confidence in my luck. Okay, see you at the finish line next!"

"Yes, see you at the finish line!" Tang Wentian hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Then, Wuming rushed into the black track and gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Tang Wentian did what Wuming said and kept running back and forth on the blue track. Sure enough, this worked. He got a prop that could slow down a random target.

He threw the prop away and continued running back and forth.

Dozens of days later, he finally got the prop to exchange positions, but he hesitated.

What if Wuming was the only one who ran through the black channel? Wouldn't he summon Wuming back by using this prop?

"..."

Tang Wentian stood still.

On the other side, Wuming stood outside the black track, waiting for Tang Wentian's teleportation.

In fact, most of the trial participants had died in the black track, and he was the only one who survived.

With his luck, it wouldn't be a big problem even if he ran again. This level did not weaken his luck. No one had a higher score than him when throwing the dice on the black track.

He had such confidence.

The question was whether Tang Wentian could cooperate well.

After a long wait, Wuming began to wonder why Tang Wentian hadn't used the props yet. Could it be that the position exchange gun could only be used once?

One month...

Two months...

Wuming stood guard in the black passage, his expression gradually becoming solemn.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming, and he immediately looked towards the black runway, only to see a cute girl running over breathlessly.

"Excuse me, have you seen a bald head?" Wuming asked the moment she rushed out.

The girl shook her head and said, "No."

After that, she hurried forward.

"Didn't we agree to meet at the finish line?"

Wuming guessed Tang Wentian's thoughts and couldn't help muttering to himself.