Her bright and gentle eyes looked at everyone in front of her with confusion.
Though her legs were disabled, she was indeed very beautiful. Her appearance wasn’t the kind that stunned at first sight, but the more you looked, the more you were firmly drawn to her.
Moreover, even until now, this disabled girl hadn’t thrown a fit or lost control of her emotions.
Her left hand was tightly gripping the armrest of the wheelchair; it was clear her inner self was not as calm as her expression suggested.
At this mont, naturally, Zhou Li stepped forward to give a brief explanation for her.
Since she was the only newcor this ti, Zhou Li found it relatively easy to explain.
And yet... although she remained skeptical, she didn’t ask random questions.
Everyone approved of her behavior to so extent, but they didn’t believe she could survive well in the Fog Gathering.
After all... her legs were too inconvenient.
Bai Yanliang looked at her for a mont and suddenly asked, "Are you in Ye City?"
The girl’s eyes lit up slightly, and she turned to Bai Yanliang, responding, "Yes."
"Sir, do you... know ?" the girl asked softly.
Bai Yanliang shook his head and said, looking into her eyes, "On your wheelchair, there’s the emblem of the Third Military Hospital of Ye City."
"Sir, are you also from Ye City?"
"Yes."
Hearing Bai Yanliang’s affirmation, her gaze seed a bit brighter.
It’s not quite trust; it’s that strange feeling of eting a fellow townsman in a foreign place.
Their conversation didn’t last long because the gray fog around them had already begun to change.
Nas began to quickly form and solidify.
Because last ti, twelve people died and only one newcor entered this ti, the total number of people was thirty-eight.
The alignnt was completed quickly.
Li Mu, Feng Xiuxue, Du Shangjing, Lin Yan, Yang Xiu, Zheng Jiajia... six people in a row, a total of seven rows.
In the last row, two nas conspicuously ford, dangling at the end of the neatly aligned thirty-six people.
Bai Yanliang, Yu Sheng.
Only then did everyone know the na of this disabled girl.
She had a beautiful na, yet she couldn’t have a beautiful life.
The crowd held their breath, staring; everyone’s nas had already ford, indicating that this round of task selection... was about to begin.
At this very mont, inside the Fog Gathering, only the sounds of heavy or rapid breathing could be heard.
Bai Yanliang wasn’t too worried; he rembered a rule in the Fog Gathering: that a person as a resentful... if they successfully completed the last task, they would be automatically skipped from the next task.
And he was a resentful in the last task.
Therefore, Bai Yanliang basically ca this ti with the purpose of observing the mbers of the Fog Gathering.
Just then, the change in the nas finally began.
And this ti, the first na to turn blood-red was... Li Mu!
The crowd was still in shock when six more nas quickly followed and turned blood-red!
Lin Yan, Yu Hanzhou, Huang Yourong, Su Qian, Bai Yanliang, Yu Sheng!
"How could this be!"
"What’s going on?!"
"..."
Voices of shock and doubt rose one after another, the Fog Gathering was in an uproar!
Not only because the first selected as a resentful was Li Mu, who had survived the longest to date.
What’s more unbelievable was that Yu Hanzhou and Bai Yanliang, the two previous task resentful, were selected again this ti!
This ant... the rules had been broken?
Even Bai Yanliang was quite surprised at this mont, not to ntion Yu Hanzhou.
The young double-doctorate stood dazed, staring at his blood-red na, followed by Su Qian, who had an odd look on her face.
She seed afraid yet a little happy, occasionally sneaking a glance at Yu Hanzhou’s back.
anwhile, Lin Yan and Huang Yourong, although they didn’t show much extra expression, their bloodless lips indicated their inner turmoil.
As for the newcor Yu Sheng, she didn’t quite understand what all this ant yet, nor did she know what she was about to face...
The shock and commotion among the crowd didn’t last long; soon, the second task began.
This ti, the first na to turn blood-red was... Zhou Li.
Zhou Li’s expression remained unchanged, he calmly looked up, waiting for the "companions" who would join him.
Yet... another unexpected occurrence unfolded.
This ti, only one person’s na turned red alongside Zhou Li’s... Yu Wenxuan.
Zhou Li’s eyes shifted slightly, and he searched through the crowd, eting a face squinting and smiling.
"Hello."
Zhou Li nodded slightly, his heart suddenly startled: "Yu Wenxuan... when did this person enter the Fog Gathering?"
This na appeared among the thirty-eight nas, logically an elder would be expected, yet... why was his impression of him so faint?
Zhou Li wasn’t the only one with this feeling; in fact, many people showed an "oh, it’s him" expression after Yu Wenxuan stepped out on his own.
Yu Wenxuan himself seed surprised that he was singled out at such a special mont.
This should be the first ti everyone encountered a task involving only two people, right?
Du Shangjing looked increasingly grim.
The Fog Gathering was becoming stranger and stranger... this was definitely not a good sign. He had a vague feeling that sothing significant might be about to happen.
This hunch ca without reason, but Du Shangjing kept it in mind because... it was this kind of inexplicable hunch that had saved his life multiple tis in the past.
At this point, the final task began.
This ti, the first na to turn red was... Lu Guo.
Lu Guo was stunned, then he stepped forward. Again, it’s him... and finally, it’s his turn as a resentful...
Next, three more nas turned red quickly alongside Lu Guo.
Xu Zhi’an, Yan Feibai, and... Qi Nian.
Qi Nian again?
Lu Guo looked at her; after the last ti, he had privately tried to reach out to that woman, not because he had any thoughts about her.
Because... she bore an uncanny resemblance to Lu Ran. Apart from perverts, no one would have thoughts about their own sister.
But... Qi Nian had never responded to her in reality, no... not even when everyone praised her enthusiastically in the group, had she sent a single ssage.
Regardless, the three groups had completely stepped out.
Yu Sheng followed Bai Yanliang’s movents in bewildernt; after all... he was sowhat of a fellow townsman.
At this point, a transformation like last ti was quietly occurring.
In Yu Sheng’s incredulous eyes, the remaining nas dissipated with a boom and reford into three lines of text, floating in mid-air.
"One, skinning and peeling, Sacrificial Blood Heartless, survive three days."
"Two, never turned to mud, where did the guest co from, survive seven days."
"Three, who combs, facing the mirror forming visage, ti limit three days."
Bai Yanliang carefully read and morized all the words.
Skinning and peeling, Sacrificial Blood Heartless.
What is this decryption implying...
"It’s starting."
Zhou Li’s voice was no longer so relaxed.
And with his voice, the three lines of fog words quickly scattered and turned into thick fog enveloping everyone.
Yu Sheng’s fingers turned sowhat white from clenching; she finally felt it...
This fear surged from the depths of the soul.
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