Su Qingyu asked Bai Huo: "Are you guarding the first half of the night or the second half?"
"All are fine." Bai Huo did not fight or argue.
"Then I'll keep watch for half the night." Su Qingyu remembered that last time in the [Sunshine Coast] copy, she and Bai Huo also needed to take turns keeping watch.
The copy always likes to use these little tricks, such as starvation, sleep deprivation, heavy physical activities, etc. to consume the trial-takers' mental strength, disrupt the trial-takers' judgment, reduce the trial-takers' thinking ability, and make the trial-takers make mistakes due to fatigue.
Therefore, if you want to pass the level, you not only need to think carefully, but also need to relax yourself appropriately.
"Listen to the girl."
"In the first half of the night, no matter what noise you hear, you don't have to get up. Just rest. I will handle it myself. I will call you if I need your help."
"Yeah." Bai Huo closed his eyes and rested.
Su Qingyu took out a pen and paper and wrote down all the noteworthy things along the way.
Yingluo stretched out her vine and placed it on Su Qingyu's arm. She said softly, "Master, it's late at night. You can go and rest. We will keep watch."
Su Qingyu yawned, pinched her nose, and then looked at Yingluo. Yingluo was obviously made up of rotten meat, bones and flowers, but Su Qingyu always felt that she had a soft and classical beautiful face.
"The rules require the trial participants to take turns on night watch. You can't replace this job." She moved lazily and spoke in a lazy voice.
"Then let's talk to the master." Yingluo moved close to Su Qingyu. Su Qingyu liked the unique scent on her body.
Wu Xin stared at Su Qingyu with his eyes as dark as night. He looked weird without blinking, and with his pale and bloodless skin, he stood in the shadow, like a cold and eerie cloud and black fog.
"Sure, then the three of us should keep our voices down and not disturb Bai Huo's sleep." Su Qingyu supported his head with one hand and asked them, "Before the weirdness revived, can you feel your own existence?"
Wu Xin shook his head.
Yingluo also said no.
After a strange resurrection, they had a second life. ..
Su Qingyu asked curiously, "If the contract between us is terminated, do you know which copy you will return to?"
"I will return to my battlefield." Wuxin said expressionlessly, "It's a pity that the master can't go back with me. Otherwise, the master would see tens of thousands of heads impaled on wooden stakes, singing war songs in unison. He would see the headless warriors holding up their swords, looking for the right head for themselves, and the singers dancing in the flames, singing the pain into a dirge."
"I will return to the harem." Yingluo's voice was like flying catkins, "In that beautiful birdcage, I will watch new people come and old people go, experiencing an endless cycle of reincarnation."
They all have their own answers to this question.
They are different from Youyou. From the beginning, they have never returned to their own copies, but they can clearly know what their copies look like.
Just like a baby cries as soon as it is born.
As soon as they came into this world, they knew where they originally belonged.
Su Qingyu propped up his chin and smiled: "Does your dungeon have any special rewards? If so, it's okay to go there."