"Chen Moting, antique repairer, third ti." The woman exudes a cold and aloof deanor, resembling an ice queen.
"Yo, yo, I’m Wu Zhuo, but I like it better when you call Haze. I’m a rapper, yo, yo, disdain the mainstream, only play underground, where it’s real!" Yellow Hair looked defiantly, raising his eyebrows as he glanced around at everyone, "Yo, forgot to tell you, this is my seventh ti."
"Seventh ti..." The crowd couldn’t help but feel taken aback, and their expressions toward Yellow Hair changed.
Yang Xiao felt the sa way; he didn’t expect this Yellow Hair to have such credibility, nearly matching his own experience.
Under the gaze of the crowd, Wu Zhuo flashed a smug smile, especially enjoying the attention from several girls present, which made him very satisfied.
Sizing him up a couple of tis, Yang Xiao assessed that this kid probably was just bragging.
But it couldn’t be ruled out that so people just like playing the fool; since the task had just begun, he wasn’t quite clear about this kid’s background.
"Chen Nang, 33 years old, from Song’an City in Canglan Province, because..." At this point, the pale-faced, fine-featured man suddenly stopped speaking, and after a mont, he smiled, "Sorry, I’ve grown used to it after being here for a long ti, I’m Chen Nang, was once an End-of-Life Care Practitioner, this is my fourth ti."
"Are you... a prisoner?" Plumber Zhang Jianjun, being straightforward, imdiately asked.
"I’m serving ti but not a criminal; I haven’t committed any cri, and the people who caught aren’t police." Chen Nang replied with a smile, undisturbed.
His smile sent shivers down Zhang Jianjun’s spine, causing goosebumps to crawl up his arms.
In this mont, Yang Xiao marked this person as dangerous; if he wasn’t caught by the police, then it must be the Patrol Defense Office, this person likely is a very dangerous Evil Cultivator.
But as long as he doesn’t stir trouble, Yang Xiao won’t make things difficult for him, because in this ghostly place, everyone’s single goal is survival.
For this goal, all people can unite.
"Jiang Qingluan, End-of-Life Care Nurse, this is my third ti."
Jiang Qingluan’s voice broke the deadlock; her na was also an alias, even within Yi Sect few knew her real na.
"Chu Xi, script-killing store employee, this is my third ti as well." Yang Xiao also hid his identity and strength; at the beginning of the mission, it was better to stay low-key.
Then, only one person was left - a very young girl sporting a cool wolf-tail mullet, the red wolf-tail part particularly striking.
The girl held a lollipop from who knows where, squinting her eyes as she said to herself, "Munan, I’m a university student, 180 cm tall, of course, with shoes on, this is my eighth task."
"Eighth ti?" The silent crowd boiled over again, casting incredulous gazes at this tall girl.
If what she said was true, then surviving the first seven tasks speaks for itself – the first couple could be explained by luck, but seven must absolutely indicate quite strong abilities.
"Indeed, 180 cm, but barefoot 177 cm, so I don’t like wearing shoes with heels too high, makes my friends feel pressured." Munan shrugged, looking nonchalant and annoying.
Who the hell cares about this... Everyone looked at this ntally unusual girl with suspicion, Jiang Qingluan tentatively asked, "Is what you’re saying true?"
"Of course, 177 cm barefoot, that’s tall!"
Munan stood on tiptoes, using her hand to asure above Yellow Hair Wu Zhuo’s head, she slightly raised herself, towering over Wu Zhuo by half a head.
"Damn, you’re crazy!" Yellow Hair stepped back while looking up, cursing.
"Miss Munan, you are indeed tall, look great, have a superior figure, ideal for being a model, but about those 7 tasks you completed – true or joking?" The mature and steady painter Zhou Mingxiao grinned, patiently asking.
"True, as real as my height." Munan nodded with a serious expression.
"Don’t listen to her nonsense, she’s so young, how could she have received so many Ghost Scripts?" Yellow Hair Wu Zhuo barked out, unhappy about being overshadowed.
"Nothing’s impossible, you managed to get through 6 tasks, I’m sure Miss Munan did too." Chen Nang suddenly interjected, smiling to defend Munan.
"Do you, a convict, have a place to speak?" Insulted by Chen Nang’s sarcasm, Wu Zhuo instantly exploded, pointedly insulting, "Don’t forget your status; even if you survive you go back to prison. If I were you, better to die here."
Those words were venomous; even nearby teammates couldn’t stand it, proving Yang Xiao’s initial guess correct, this kid was indeed bragging, anyone offending most teammates like this regardless of strength wouldn’t survive easily.
Nightmare World isn’t a solo stage; understanding cooperation and utilizing resources for gaining enough and strong allies is the key.
Of course, cooperation is full of intrigue and plotting, distinguishing which is for oneself.
Chen Nang, though cursed by Yellow Hair Wu Zhuo, didn’t get angry; he simply smiled at him, seeming easily intimidated.
Eventually, Liu Yang stepped forward to diate, smoothing over the crisis.
Yang Xiao slowly scanned the crowd around him; this task included as many as 13 teammates, 7 n and 6 won within a modern urban paranormal event, and so far appeared to have only one newcor.
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