The sky is as thick as ink, the smell of fishy smell is getting stronger and stronger, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Meng Busan patted Tang Ci on the shoulder, "Here, there is something, go and take a look."

After Tang Ci picked up the things on the ground, she walked over with him on her back.

Meng Busan coughed and leaned on Tang Ci's back, staring at the handwriting in the corner of the wall.

[Doom Trial Field C411 - Doomsday of Flood]

[In 4848 AD, the whole world was covered by a sudden but unbroken acid rain. The sea water became sour and overflowed ashore, the city was flooded, biological mutations, and internal and external troubles. How should humans survive?]

[Please survive ten days in the doomsday of floods.]

[On the first day, the number of trialists survived was 14.]

Meng Busan covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, trying to prevent himself from inhaling the irritating smell.

He said in a hoarse voice: "The reminder of this trial field is getting simpler and simpler, and the number of participants is getting smaller and smaller. Why are there only 14 people?"

He raised his umbrella and looked at the building in the distance, and found that the rain and fog slowly rose, and gradually he could not see the building in the distance.

Meng Busan chuckled, "Are these fourteen people all in this building?"

Tang porcelain is thoughtful, "It makes sense."

"If we calculate this way, there are seven floors on this floor, and there are fourteen trialists in total. There will be two people on each floor?"

Tang Ci: "But we two were born on the roof, so what do you say?"

Meng Busan: "Did you notice it just now? Almost all the first floors in this community were flooded, so there was no one on the first floor."

Tang Ci smiled, "It's true that it's easy to do things with smart people."

Meng Busan coughed lightly, "It's a pity that I'm in poor health, but my brain is a little easier to use."

He narrowed his eyes, smiled, suddenly raised his hand, and slapped Tang Ci on the back of the head with a "splash".

His palm was extremely powerful, and Tang Ci was a little confused when photographed.

Meng Busan heard the mechanical sound in his ears - "Skill activation."

"Sorry, sorry, something happened to me."

Tang Ci didn't move at all. After a moment, he turned his head slightly and smiled.

"It's okay, you didn't mean it."

He was like a good old man, not caring about his hurt at all.

Is this the effect caused by skill?

"What did you find?"

Meng Busan pointed to the four words "biological mutation" on the wall with a clothes rod.

"There are three aspects that pose a threat to the trialists in this scenario..."

He stretched out three fingers and measured Tang Ci's eyes.

"First, it is the environment. When touching acid rain that will burn the skin, chemical odors that will affect the respiratory tract, constant rainstorms, and rising levels."

"The second is a mutant creature. We don't know how terrifying this creature is, but I think this will probably be the main method to keep the trialists from losing their staff."

"The third is the trials of man who do not know good or evil."

Tang Ci put on her glasses, "I want to remind you that one very important thing is that no killing is allowed in the trial ground."

Meng Busan: "I already know this."

Tang Ci: "The trialists who can appear in the C-level trial field have experienced at least two trial fields, and they also know that they cannot kill each other."

Meng Busan laughed softly.

Tang Ci said blankly: "What are you laughing at? Did I say something funny?"

Meng Busan grabbed his ear and said, "Dear, let me tell you a secret. I only went through one trial field and it was here."

Tang Ci was shocked. He wanted to look back at him, but Meng Busan grabbed the back of his neck.

"Do not move."

Tang Ci: "How could you have only experienced one trial ground?"

Meng Busan said shamelessly: "Ah, maybe because I am a genius!"

Tang Ci: "Haha, that brother can also be said to be a genius, do you know? It is rare to reach C level only after two trial fields."

"I can't only treat it, but also attack strongly. Do you know how many nannies like me meet in this world? I choose you and you can burn the incense!"

Meng Busan: "I really don't know this, but I'm not in good health, so I'm so worried that Brother Tang will take care of him."

Tang Ci was proud, "It's easy to talk about, it's easy to talk about."

Meng Busan: “…”

OK, if one skill continues, the person's true personality will be revealed, which is quite useful.

Meng Busan looked at everything and pretended to ask unintentionally: "How could Brother Tang know that nanny is rare in this world? Didn't you just go through two trial fields?"

Tang Ci chuckled, "I haven't eaten pork, have you seen the pig run away yet? I just heard the senior trialists in the D-level trial field talk about the past, and I knew a lot of things."

"Since Brother Tang knows so much, he should know that he shouldn't trust others casually in the trial ground, right? Why did he trust me so quickly?"

Tang Ci: "Brother is a powerful person, and he is still afraid of being furious!"

Tang Ci subconsciously covered her mouth.

He frowned suspiciously.

He is not a person who has no idea what he says, why do he say whatever others ask now?

Meng Busan sighed: "Brother Tang is so powerful, so I will try my best to hug Brother Tang's thighs. Please Brother Tang cover me more! I, ahem, I have been in the hospital for many years, and my health is really bad. I haven't told you about my skills before, but my skills are actually called game life."

Tang Ci: "Hey?"

Meng Busan directly showed him his skill board.

Tang Ci's expression changed and she said seriously: "What is this skill used for?"

Meng Busan: "You can turn your body into numbers, and I point all the numbers to my intelligence."

Tang porcelain made a "wow" sound.

Meng Busan pressed his shoulder and whispered: "I have a plan here."

"This is a plan worth 100 skill points. You can't buy it and suffer losses or be deceived."

Tang Ci twitched the corner of her mouth and put her ears closer.

The acid rain hit the wall, and the task information was written in chalk, and it disappeared cleanly under the erosion of the acid rain.

Meng Busan whispered to him about his plan.

Tang Ci was eager to try, "Is this so? It feels very interesting!"

Several reflections flashed through his glasses.

Tang Ci turned around and smiled at Meng Busan, "Sansan, you really have your appetite for me. Let's go and make trouble now!"

Meng Busan smiled shyly, "I just left some small plans, and most of them depend on you, Brother Tang."

Tang Ci: "The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and there is no supplies on it. Let's find a way to continue."

Turning over the wall with the task, the passage leading downstairs was the passageway, but now the passage was blocked by a rusty iron door, and there was a lock hanging on it.

Tang Ci: "Uh... do you want to kick it away?"

Meng Busan said speechlessly: "Look carefully, this door is opened out, how can you kick it?"

He grabbed Grandma Tang Ci's gray hair and "squat down, squat down."

Tang Ci: "Don't touch my brother's hair, my brother's hair is my lifeblood."

Meng Busan rolled his eyes, "When is it? Do you still have the intention to be a hooligan?"

Tang Ci: "It's like the person who just competed with me is not you."

Meng Busan stroked his hair with a smile, "Brother Tang, do you know? I am in poor health and cannot do heavy physical work. When fighting with others, I like to kick my life the most."

Tang Ci immediately closed her mouth, squatted down obediently, and let him do it.

Meng Busan fiddled with the lock and took out the plastic clip he had picked up from the ground from his pocket.

He broke it, took out the spring inside, straightened the spring wire, and poked it into the keyhole.

With a "click", the lock bounced open.

Tang Ci: "Tsk, why are you so skilled!"

Meng Busan: "After staying in the hospital for a long time, I will always have some specialties."

The two of them rushed into the stairwell and gently closed the iron door.

There are no lights in the stairwell, and the sky outside is very gloomy, which makes the stairwell also gloomy.
To be continued...