Late at night in the island.

There were screams in the jungle.

The newcomers who are walking in the dark night have encountered a lot of trouble.

"Quick! It'll be here soon!"

Among the front group, Huangmao led people to quickly shuttle through the grass.

"Ah, I sprained my ankle!"

A young girl fell in the darkness.

"what to do?"

"If you want to help you, we will not be able to protect ourselves now."

"Quick! The team can't keep up."

The young girl stood up with difficulty listening to the cold voices around her and limped towards the mountain.

"I'll help you!"

A middle school boy in the team broke away from the team and fell behind, helping the girl up.

"Thanks."

"It's okay, we are all grasshoppers on the same rope now, we must unite."

"Haha, you are great. My name is Yang Ziqing, just call me Sister Qingqing."

"Well, my name is Li Wenchao, and my classmates like to call me Chao Ye."

"Ha ha."

Ten minutes later.

Li Wenchao held Yang Ziqing and looked at the jungle in the dark, lost his way.

"Where have they all gone?"

"What should I do, Sister Qingqing?"

"It's okay, let's take a break here first."

On the tree.

A black shadow stared at the two people below.

His arms wrapped around their necks and hooked them up.

An unknown Alexander came from the darkness.

Survivor: 16.

"Brother Liu, why do you think the crying is so scary? Is there a ghost?" asked a young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks behind Huangmao.

This man is very good at being a slut. He recognized his elder brother after a while with Liu Zitao.

Such communication is envied by the latter.

"Haha, this cry is probably the source of the mission. Although the main god did not clearly issue any mission, this cry is a reminder."

"If we don't execute, what's waiting for you is death."

"As for you, are there any ghosts in this place?"

"I don't know, but I can tell you that my last reincarnation mission was a zombie world."

"Zombie! God, I haven't seen zombie slaughter yet!"

"Shh!" Huang Mao turned around and slammed Shan Cannon's mouth.

The body pounced on the grass and quickly pushed away the grass in front of him.

A conical black building that is 100 meters long stands on the top of the mountain.

On the edge of the top of the mountain, a cold young man in white stood in front of the tower.

"It's him!" Huang Mao recognized Lin Fan as one of the reincarnationists. Judging from his momentum, he didn't look like a newcomer.

However, if it is a master, how could it match them?

This yellow-haired Liu Zitao is also an interesting character.

He is just a person who has survived twice, so he dares to call himself a veteran.

"Okay, the mission location has arrived."

People climbed to the top of the mountain, and the crying sounds in their ears gradually faded, and the threat behind them also disappeared.

"Why did he arrive first?" Everyone was also curious when they saw Lin Fan.

A few brave girls among them ran to ask her, but they were silent and retreated back.

"Who must have obtained a lot of information."

"It must be the fact that the path is hidden. This person is really selfish!"

"What kind of speculation?"

Huangmao shook her head, ignored the idiots, and began to look at the 100-meter black tower.

The ink-colored wall tiles form its foundation, with a diameter of three meters, and it can be surrounded by five or six people.

There is a small blue door under the tower, a location for one person to pass through.

The top of the tower was blocked by a dark cloud and it was hard to see clearly.

The yellow-haired man had already walked to the door.

A wooden board hangs in front of the door.

Title: Recruiting frosted shell administrators.

Text: The sin of the frosted shell needs redemption, and justice has never been missing.

Scarlet sin, anger burns!

———————————Justice League.

"It's the Justice League?!" Huang Mao was shocked and forced to suppress his inner emotions. Obviously, the four words "Justice League" caused huge waves in his heart.

Frosted shell.

Is this tower called a frosted shell?

Lin Fan opened his eyes and stepped on the tower and soared into the air in the yellow-haired thrilling eyes.

Erl 100 meters.

A man passed through the dark clouds.

A yellow candlelight penetrated from the top.

It was a window the size of a palm.

Lin Fan released the flying sword and stepped on it, and the viewing line was parallel to the window.

I took a real look at the inside.

A small bed the size of a thumbnail is placed beside the window, and a small pink sheet is puffed over the bed.

After leaving the bed is a quaint dressing table.

The next area is the miniature kitchen and toilet.

bathroom.

Well, the toilet was located, a small man as big as a ring finger suddenly looked up at the eyes of the copper bell outside the window.

"ah!!!!!!"

Amid the sharp screams.

A chain was pulled up in the window.

"Stirty hooligan! Bad hooligan!" A tender and shy voice from the window came.

After a while.

A cute little face poked out from the curtains.

"Who are you?"

Lin Fan took a deep breath. The little spot in front of him was too small. If his body was slightly less likely to be seen, he would not be able to see her.

"Who are you?" Lin Fan asked replies without answering.

"I am Tangtang, the administrator of frosted shells. Are you here to apply for a frosted shell manager?"

"Tangtang?"

"Well, I am loved by everyone, and Tangtang is the right thing when flowers bloom. By the way, how did this group of people do it? Let a veteran like you come in?"
To be continued...