: Chapter 47

It's late at night, everyone needs to rest, consciously find a relatively safe place to recharge. There are beasts in the woods, which may be foxes and rabbits, or tigers and black bears, depending on personal luck. Without sufficient strength, it is unwise to act at night.
Even if they have strength, people don't want to confront dangerous animals. If you kill it, you will be thankless, if you can't kill it, it will be cold.
The island is so big that the chance of hitting a large carnivore is very small. However, according to Murphy's law, if you are worried about something happening, then it will happen.
The woods at night were pitch black, Lin Qiao followed Xie Chi'an step by step, touching her chest with both hands, feeling the nervous heartbeat inside.
The moon was covered by the black clouds, and he couldn't see his fingers. Lin Qiao could only follow Xie Chian's footsteps closely based on feelings. She flinched her arms and resisted the tremors of her body. She always felt that countless pairs of eyes were looking at her in the darkness...
People will have an illusion in a gloomy environment, and feeling that someone is staring at oneself is also a psychological effect. But now, Lin Qiao's intuition is very accurate.
Xie Chian stopped without warning.
Lin Qiao was caught off guard, bumped his head on his back, staggered back and stepped on the dead branches on the ground, making a faint noise.
The cold wind is bitter.
There is a huge difference in temperature between day and night on the island. Lin Qiao feels a chill, both physical and psychological. She asked with trembling teeth, "What happened—" Her words disappeared suddenly.
Because she saw... in the dark woods, green eyes lit up in the dark, glowing green in the dark, watching them closely. It is creepy like a bunch of wild fires.
Xie Chian felt that he must be possessed by the gods today.
The light breeze blows away the dark clouds, and the silver brilliance of the moon splashes on the earth, and the beasts hidden in the woods show their bodies one by one. More than a dozen tall and mighty wild wolves gathered from all directions, and the leading white wolf was staring at Xie Chian's eyes.
They were surrounded by wolves.
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Lin Qiao stared stiffly at the wolves that were gradually surrounding her, almost screaming.
Xie Chian looked around at the wild wolf with deep eyes, clenching the short spear firmly.
His eyes fell on the tallest white wolf in front of him. The whole body is white with white fur and majestic, leading a pack of wolves. This is the wolf king.
Catch the thieves first.
The White Wolf King approached step by step, the beast pupils were extremely cold, with primitive killing intent.
Xie Chian noticed that the White Wolf King’s right hind leg was injured, the blood had solidified, and the dark red on the white fur was very conspicuous.
If this is the case, then attack according to weakness
When Xie Chian was ready to go, a crisp whistle suddenly came from the forest. The White Wolf King halted for a moment and stopped walking towards Xie Chian.
It gave up its readily available prey, turned and walked into the woods without looking back.
When the other wild wolves saw this, they all retreated silently into the deep forest.
A bitter battle that was thought to be inevitable was resolved so dramatically, Lin Qiao's face was still unbelievably sluggish.
Is this over?
The rejoicing of the rest of her life came to life, Lin Qiao sighed with relief: "I was scared to death. Those wolves actually left by themselves. Big brother, we are lucky, you--" She turned her head for a moment, and she realized The big brother's face didn't seem to be very happy.
Of course Xie Chian didn't find it easy.
Those wolves, or the wolf king, were clearly controlled by someone. Lin Qiao didn't pay attention to that whistle because he was too frightened, but Xie Chian could hear it clearly.
It’s not the worst if you just happen to encounter a group of wild wolves, but if someone can control these animals, it’s terrifying.
The organizer said-"There are food and weapons hidden on the island, please search for it yourself."
And the animals on the island can be considered dangerous, can be used as food... can also be used as weapons.
Not everyone has the ability to train beasts. But now it is obvious that there is one on the island.
The player in the second level is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
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In the dense forest, the White Wolf King changed the ferocity and coldness he had been in front of Xie Chi'an before, rubbing the young man's body affectionately like a big cat.
The man sitting on a rock has a delicate face and gentle eyebrows. He put his hand on the head of the White Wolf King, and said warmly: "Don't run around next time, your injury is not healed yet."
The White Wolf King grumbled aggrievedly.
This human saved it, it just wanted to get him some food in return. In the eyes of the wolf, humans can obviously be used as food, except for the human who saved it.
Ji Qinglin was helpless: "I don't eat people, I only eat vegetarian."
The White Wolf King tilted his head suspiciously. It was obvious that a carnivore like it could not understand the existence of a vegetarian.
Ji Qinglin patted its head lightly: "Xiaobai, are you sleepy? I'm a little sleepy."
The White Wolf King lay down obediently and let Ji Qinglin sleep on its soft fur. A pair of green beast pupils were half closed, but they did not relax their vigilance towards the surroundings. As long as outsiders dare to approach here, they will be torn apart by a dozen wild wolves in one fell swoop.
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The next day, the sky was bright.
This time the broadcast did not count the number of remaining survivors, just intermittently broadcast the number of the dead. But nowadays, everyone has no pen and paper, and they are very nervous. As long as they are not remembering, they can hardly remember who or even how many people have died so far.
Those messy numbers, where do they remember them, are also those dangerous players who often kill three and four kills.
But one person remembered it.
He not only recorded the numbers of all the dead players, but also the faces of some of the players, and matched them one by one.
Jiang Kuo visited one-third of the island within an hour of looking for his teammates on the first day. He met many people, learned their numbers, and remembered what they looked like.
Jiang Kuo is No. 1, and his teammate is No. 13. This kind of strength configuration is definitely the top. But the luck of the two belonged to the bottom, and they met the wolves on the first day.
The 13th left Jiang Kuo unscrupulously and ran away. Not many people died at that time. No. 13 hadn't realized how high the gold content of the number "No. 1" was. It was a shiny golden thigh. He only knew that he didn't need to accompany a teammate he just met to commit a risk. Anyway, this game will not die without teammates, so many helpers. No. 13 considers himself strong enough to deal with others alone.
But it's not enough to deal with wolves.
Jiang Kuo watched No. 13 escape with no expression. He was surrounded by dozens of wild wolves staring at him.
Then the dagger was unsheathed, Jiang Kuo easily cut a hole in the right hind leg of the Wolf King, broke through the encirclement and rushed out, unharmed.
He just made sure that this teammate was unreliable. The results are obvious and unreliable.
He doesn't blame No. 13 for being selfish. There are not many people who think about strangers first in a crisis. This is human nature. It's just that Jiang Kuo won't care about this teammate anymore.
Jiang Kuo and No. 13 were separated. He didn't even think about looking for each other, so he acted alone, killing a few people who didn't have long eyes.
Until he smelled the smell of food.
The taste of barbecue is heart-palpitatingly familiar.
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When the morning sun came down, Jiang Kuo, who was lying on the tree, narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand to block his eyes, and saw golden light through his fingers, mottled through the broken leaves.
Jiang Kuo sat up and grabbed a small snake wrapped around a tree trunk and was about to attack: "Bring me breakfast early in the morning, it's hard work."
Little snake: "..."
Jiang Kuo squeezed the little snake's seven inches and jumped down from the tree, cutting down a few branches with his dagger, and starting to light a fire.
There is no fresh water and no container on the island. It's a pity that you can't make snake soup. Barbecuing is the only option.
The little snake died peacefully.
Jiang Kuo simply dealt with the snake meat and made some psychological preparations.
He still knows the taste of his cooking.
Jiang Kuo took a sip, then his expression was subtle and he spit out suddenly.
It was so terrible that he couldn't swallow it himself.
Jiang Kuo again thought of the grilled mushrooms last night.
It would be great if I could catch that person and cook for him...
After extinguishing the fire and throwing away the snake meat, Jiang Kuo decided to find something else to eat.
He walked along the east of the sunrise and saw the body of a strong man.
If it were an ordinary corpse, Jiang Kuo would not stay a step. But this one is different. He saw this man yesterday.
Time went back the day before, when the big man saw him and asked roughly, "Are you number 98?"
Jiang Kuo did not deny, but just asked: "You are..."
The big man said impatiently: "Just ask if you are! What can you hide from a number? Are you number 0?"
Except for number 0, there is no need for any player to hide the number.
"Of course not." Jiang Kuo showed a little red on the back of the number plate to prove that he was not number 0, but he didn't reveal all the numbers and couldn't see anything. "It's just that I am more vigilant and like to know myself and the enemy."
After the first pass, there are indeed many people who are screaming. The big man has no doubt. Besides, an ordinary number is not a secret, so he said: "My number 62."
Jiang Kuo got the answer, turned around and left: "Goodbye."
That's how he did it, knowing the appearance and number of all the people he met, and even the numbers of their teammates.
Except for number 0, it doesn't seem to matter who's number, there is no need to remember. But Jiang Kuo just remembered it all. That way, most people who are not number 0 can be eliminated, and a lot of useless work can be avoided. Later, it proves that the number represents personal strength and is by no means useless information.
Of course, he is not the only person who thinks of the method of exclusion, but not everyone has the memory of Jiang Kuo.
The same is true for broadcasting. He recorded the numbers of all the dead players, and it came in handy until now.
Number 62.
Jiang Kuo remembered it clearly.
The big man who only met yesterday has been lying here silently, and he can't die again.
The broadcast did not broadcast the 62nd death from beginning to end.
This is interesting.
Under what circumstances will it happen that No. 62 has died but has not been broadcasted?
Jiang Kuo doesn't think that the broadcast will have bugs in such matters.
Then the answer is obvious, it is very likely that No. 0 replaced his identity.
Jiang Kuo squatted down to examine the body of No. 62. There were signs of broken cervical vertebrae on his neck, and the number plate on his body was missing.
Jiang Kuo was basically certain that after No. 0 killed No. 62, he took his number plate and imposted him.
So it’s easy to find number 0, just find number 98, and that’s his teammate.
Jiang Kuo doesn't know what the 98 looks like, but he only needs to pick the weak ones.
He is not very interested in killing people. He can pass the level by killing only one person. No one wants to kill a group of people, except for lunatics.
Killing number 0 is Jiang Kuo's goal.