She has hundreds of thousands of supernatural powers, but she always says she is weak.

When Zuo Xiuyan started the third stage, the replays of other people were broadcast one after another.

No. 11, the girl in dark blue long sleeves, after several unsuccessful attempts at attacking, sat down on the ground, crossed her legs, and propped her head up with her arms: "Forget it, I can't guess it, do whatever you want."

She was playing it badly, but when she saw the hand stretched out to cover her eyes, she was in the mood to pinch it: "It feels okay. If it were a large-scale figurine, it would be worth a lot of money."

"Since I failed the exam," she closed her eyes, yawned, and mumbled incoherently, "Then I'll have some instant noodles later... with an egg."

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the debugger holding a helmet:

"After the exam, you can return to the hall and wait until all members have finished their exams, and then you will be notified of the results."

"Hmm?" She stopped yawning halfway.

The people in the hall were also stunned.

"Where's the monster?"

"How about a monster that big?"

"How did she come to the second stage?"

"She's about to die, and she's still in the mood to think about what to eat for dinner? Isn't that too carefree?"

"It was because of her big heart that she broke the first layer of fantasy of the lost people."

"What?"

"Because she knew it was an exam, she didn't think she would really die, and the monster didn't cause her any harm."

"Plus, her mind was full of food, and she didn't even think about the monster, so how could the monster exist?"

When people heard this analysis, they were both hesitant to speak.

This is really a piece of music from the original.

Following No. 18’s fierce attack, No. 11’s carelessness opened everyone’s eyes.

Then, more than a dozen people discovered clues and deduced the result, and the monster disappeared.

After everyone has watched the replays of all the candidates’ performances.

"Have you noticed? It seems that only No. 18... caught the Lost One in the first stage!"

"Huh? Yeah!"

Others just cracked the fantasy, knew the type, but didn't find the location of the lost one!

I didn’t think anything of it at the time, but after making this comparison, I now realize that No. 18 did something extraordinary.

Immediately afterwards, the second stage of playback began.

Some people died as soon as they entered.

The person in the picture came out of the examination room happily and excitedly shared his joy with his friends, but suddenly died.

Another candidate was hit in the waist when he was about to go downstairs to leave the examination room.

Most of the candidates noticed the weirdness and took countermeasures against the "person" who had the intention of attacking.

There was a fierce battle of superpowers, but it was just mediocre and had no viewing value or interest.

On their side, the monsters were playing them around, and they were forced to fight back passively.

On the other hand, No. 18 killed the monster before it could attack, and the monster was stunned. The monster didn’t even realize that she realized she was a monster.

The gap is too obvious.

"Compared to this..."

"In the second phase, it's No. 18 again, the first one to find the lost person's location?"

……

On the other side, when the surviving candidates breathed a sigh of relief, their eyes blurred.

See the ruins again.

It is still the silver hook in the night sky and the dilapidated empty building.

No. 3 yelled, "Why are you back here again?"

The only building on the construction site was in front of him on the left, and in the distance opposite it he could see the entrance and exit of the construction site, with a dim headlight hanging there.

He looked around and behind him.

There are buildings and doorways too!

Number 3 was stunned.

When I came here before, there was only one building.

He observed carefully and found that the two buildings were exactly the same, and the positions of the surrounding materials and garbage were exactly the same, like a mirror image.

"Has it alienated me? Is it fantasy again?"

No. 3 took a few steps forward, everything was normal.

He went back and took the back road, everything was normal.

You can go to both sides, so which way should you go?

No. 3 looked at both sides carefully again, but still found no difference or problem, so he could only bite the bullet and walk straight forward.

"Then let's go aside first."

After walking for more than ten meters, his eyes blurred and he returned to the starting point.

"wrong?"

He immediately chose to walk in the opposite direction. Although he took a few more steps this time, the result remained the same.

"Both options are blocked?"

"No, try again."

No. 3 was anxious. After all, the road behind was relatively long, so he still chose the road behind this time.

Halfway along the way, a steel skeleton rushed out from the corner with a creaking sound.

With the experience of the first stage, he didn't avoid it at all.

It's just a fantasy, it can't hurt anyone.

"Puff!" A muffled sound.

A sharp pain came from his abdomen.

No. 3 covered his stomach in shock and fell to the ground.

……

And the next playback follows.

After No. 5 faced the same situation of returning to the starting point several times, he successfully walked to the vicinity of the building this time.

Although the walking distance was longer, he did not feel any relief, and he did not even understand the pattern behind this.

Looking around carefully, I heard the sound of thick water splashing from the left.

He looked to his left and ran away in fear.

The originally cracked red paint on the wall of the building seemed to have a big hole, and the paint poured out like a flood, dyeing the huge venue red, and rushing towards him.

The sticky, dark "flood" brought a cold wind that blew directly onto his back, and the pungent chemical smell filled his nose and lungs.

"Plop!" No. 5 felt something wet under his feet.

He looked down and saw that the paint had already submerged his feet. He had no time to react before the wave behind him knocked him into it, merged with it, and rushed away.

On the red river surface, the hands were seen struggling for a few times, and then the movement became smaller and smaller until they could no longer be seen.

……

"What's going on?" Everyone in the hall looked at each other in bewilderment. "Why is that skeleton running so fast? He looked like he was about to fall apart before."

"Is it no longer possible to be immune to harm through thoughts?"

"What about the paint? How do we crack it?"

"What about the trigger mechanism? The dangers faced by each person are different. Is it random?"

"It seems that the distances they walk are also different. What factors determine how far they walk?"

"Don't go!" someone suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong? Did you find something?" everyone asked.

"Look at the ground." He was nervous.

This is the third replay.

At this time, No. 11 in the picture also lowered his eyes, as if paying attention to the ground.

The dirt ground was covered with messy tire marks, footprints from various shoes, and various potholes.

"It's all very common, right? Is there anything wrong?"

Lens No. 11 shook for a moment, then slowly retreated.

The camera began to zoom out, and the feeling that something was wrong became increasingly obvious.

Those chaotic traces are no longer separate individuals interweaving, but more like parts of something.

Zoom out, zoom out, zoom out…

In the dim moonlight, the dark objects cast darker shadows.

That is……

A ghost face!