Tobu's pupils shrank, and he slapped the counter with a sudden slap, and said in a cold voice: "You actually use my student as bait?"

Chris shrugged slightly, "I am not as capable as I am, and we are also old acquaintances. I still understand your temper. This time the arrangement was decided by the above, so we can only obey."

Tobu said angrily: "But you can't let a group of children be bait. Even though you know that there are alchemists lurking here, you still let a group of children come to lure them. This is the act of the Holy See of Light?!"

Chris's face changed slightly and said in a low voice: "Privately arguing that the Holy See of Light is a serious crime, don't be fooled! Besides, if you can capture the alchemist, you will also remember these children with a merit. Whether they are eliminated, joined the guards, or stayed in a qualified manner, becoming scavengers, this merit is a precious asset to them. It is not so easy to make merits in normal times!"

"Hmph, so I have to thank them?" Tobu sneered.

Chris said helplessly: "Whether you thank you or not, this is a fact. Besides, if the assessment venue is changed this year, it will alarm the snake. These alchemists have a wide connection. They may have their eyeliners buried in our army. Although these children are a little tender, they graduate in three years. Whether they join the guards or the scavengers, they may face the alchemists. At that time, they were the warriors on the front line, and no one could shelter them. This is also a valuable experience for them!"

Tobu frowned slightly, snorted coldly, handed the wooden cup to the old man behind the counter, and said, "Lao Luo, have another cup."

"Seeing that you are so angry, I'll give you more ice." The old man behind the counter smiled.

Tobu suffocated and said nothing with his head silenced.

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...

Night is coming.

As the sun sets, the temperature in the desert immediately drops, the insulation effect of the sand is extremely poor, and the heat is quickly emitted. At this time, Dudian and Sham have built a fire pit with several stones, burning old plants inside.

The method of ignition is naturally the most primitive way to drill wood to make fire.

"So hungry..." Zach touched his stomach and looked at Dudian.

Dudian leaned against the fire, closed his eyes and said, "Have it over, ten days will pass soon, and in addition, you will be hungry faster when you speak."

Zhaqi smiled bitterly and closed his eyes.

Macon sat next to the fire and smiled, "Everyone should sleep well, you won't be hungry if you fall asleep."

"It's hard to live." Sham tightened his clothes and got closer to the fire.

Macon smiled slightly, picked up the firewood from time to time and threw it into the fire pit, keeping Dudian's instructions in mind, keeping the fire light at all times so that wild beasts can get close.

Late at night, the temperature was getting even lower, and a gust of wind blew from time to time. Even though he was sitting next to the fire, Macon shook his legs slightly, causing heat to be generated in his body. However, the frequent shaking made him suddenly feel a urge to urinate.

He looked at the sleeping Dudian and the other two, got up and went to the sand beside him, unbuttoned his pants, and was about to pee, in vain, a dry palm suddenly stretched out in the darkness and pinched his throat.

Macon's pupils contracted, his heart beat violently, and fear made him almost slit his eyes. He saw a wrinkled face appearing in the darkness. He looked at him sinisterly and said in a very hoarse voice: "Be good, don't shout."

Macon's hair was standing up all over his body, and he wanted to call for help at the first time, but his mouth was opened, but his throat was almost broken. He couldn't scream, so he could only make a "rattle" sound like a tearing cloth. Under this strong fear, Dudian's face, which had always been calm, suddenly appeared in his mind, his eyes suddenly opened, and his feet kicked back.

The heel kicked the soft sand under his feet and sputtered to the fire.

not enough!

The distance is not enough!!

Macon was a little desperate.

At this time, the owner of the dry palm also noticed Macon's request for help. A cold flashed through his cold eyes, and the other hand raised. In the darkness, Macon could see clearly with the faint firelight, which was a dagger!

Whoosh!

Punch straight!

With a bang, when Macon's mind was completely blank, a stone flew over and hit the dagger. At the same time, Dudian roared: "There is an enemy, get up!"

At his roar, Zach and Sham immediately woke up, grabbed the stone that was padded with their heads, and their faces were full of nervousness.

Dudian stared at the thin but hunched figure in the dark. He had always been sleeping lightly, especially in such a dangerous environment. He was not completely relieved of Macon's vigil. He suddenly felt a few grains of sand splashing on his face and immediately woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw Macon sitting in the place where he was sitting, without his figure. When he turned his head and looked at it, he happened to see the thrilling scene. He immediately grabbed the stone beside the fire without thinking, but he didn't expect it to hit.

"Damn it!" The hunched figure was an old man, covered in a black robe, the dagger in his right hand fell to the ground, his wrist trembled slightly, and the severe pain made anger surge in his heart. He pushed away Macon, who was struggling, took out a green bottle from his chest, opened the mouth of the bottle, and the green smoke floated up from the bottle. He aimed at Dudian and the others and blew it.

Green smoke immediately floated.

Dudian's face changed and he hurriedly covered his nose, trying to remind Zachi and Sham, but the green mist had already floated in front of him and could not speak.

With a plop, Macon, who was closest to the hunchbacked old man, was covered with green mist on the front and fell down immediately.

Dudian's pupils shrank and he hurriedly fell down and pretended to be dead.

There were two more plops, and Dudian knew without looking at it. Most of the time Zach and Sham also inhaled the green mist, but they didn't know if they had fallen into a coma or died of poisoning.

His heart was pounding, his heart was filled with tension and doubt. Could this be one of the assessments? If so, he believed that except for those large groups, other small groups would be eliminated!

Is the purpose of this assessment to unite everyone?

Dudian's mind was turning rapidly, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Perhaps the above meaning was not to let them survive for ten days, but to see if they were united?

"Damn little devil!" At this moment, Dudian heard the footsteps of the hunchbacked old man and walked towards him. He immediately knew that he wanted to take revenge on his stone-casting attack, and he secretly complained in his heart.

"I wasted a bottle of soul-lossing potion, damn it!" Just listening to the sound, Dudian knew that he was gritting his teeth and raised his heart, quietly grasping a handful of sand with his palms, ready to wait for an opportunity to move.

At this moment, Dudian felt that his feet were grabbed by a dry palm. There was no flesh on the palm, which made his ankle hurt a little. He gritted his teeth secretly and threw the sand in his hand out just when the other party bent down to kill him. However, the hunchbacked old man seemed to have no intention of killing him, but just pulled his ankle and dragged him forward.

Dudian's heart sank, knowing that he was going to take him to his lair to solve the problem.

attack?
Chapter completed!