If, as Han Fan said, the God of Death kills one person every day, does that mean that the reincarnated people are absolutely safe until these ten hours at night
Meng Xiang agreed with Han Fan's conjecture, but the stakes were too high.
"First of all, although it is a punishment plot, it is only of level B difficulty. If it is level A or above, the Lord God might be calculating against us all the time. And with the difficulty we encounter, the probability of the God of Death killing one person every day is very high. Secondly, is there any trace of the God of Death's killing list?" Han Fan continued to express his thoughts.
Meng Xiang thought back to what had happened since he entered the reincarnation world. The first time was when the plane crashed. That time, the Lord God punished them for cheating, and the target was all the team members. The second time, the blades of the ceiling fan slashed at Jie Juan, and the target was obviously her. The third time, it was to kill Zhou Lina. If the death god's kill list really had a trace, then the current order would be Jie Juan, Zhou Lina. Jie Juan escaped, so she should be the safest for the time being.
Meng Xiang was silent for a moment before he said, "The order of death in Final Destination is indeed traceable and repeats itself over and over again, but the problem is that now the Lord God has changed the plot, is this order still reliable?"
Mu Fei'er huddled alone in the back seat, trembling as she said, "If there is no order, even if the god of death kills one person every day, as long as no one dies that day, we have to spend every moment in fear?"
Thinking of this, everyone's faces turned pale. Even Jiejuan, who always faced death calmly, couldn't help but feel chilled. This kind of mental torture of waiting to die was too terrible.
After a moment of silence, Mu Feier uttered a "嘤" sound, leaned against the car window and looked into the distance, and said in a horrified tone: "I envy Lina a little..."
"Don't worry, I won't let you die." Han Fan suddenly said in a loud voice. His words made the originally depressed people lively. Meng Xiang quickly said, "That's right. It's only four days. Can't we make it? We will take turns on duty this time. Two people must stay awake at all times. I don't believe that the god of death can do anything to us."
"Meng Xiang is right. Also, although the theory of killing one person a day is very logical, we cannot believe it completely. At least today, we cannot relax. We entered the reincarnation world at 9 o'clock last night. In other words, we will complete the mission at 9 o'clock in the evening of 5 days. Before that, try not to relax." Han Fan's voice was like a bell. He had never spoken so directly and loudly before, which surprised Meng Xiang and others. But on the other hand, Han Fan was becoming more and more like a captain, which made them feel very relieved.
Jiejuan had been driving the car for most of the day. In order to guard against the assassination of the god of death, she was very careful and slowed down the speed. When she encountered dangerous sections of the road, she tried to be as careful as possible. She was a perfect model driver.
During this period, Meng Xiang and others were not idle in the car. They did not dare to relax at all and were always alert to the surrounding situation. As soon as they heard any movement, they asked Jiejuan to stop the car and be ready to escape at any time.
This torture was extremely unbearable. In the evening, they arrived at another small town. At this time, Meng Xiang and others were exhausted and almost went crazy. Fortunately, no unexpected things happened along the way. The conclusion that the god of death killed one person a day was finally confirmed. However, they still did not dare to relax.
After getting off the bus and eating at a snack bar, Jiejuan yawned and said, "It's still a few hours until 9pm. Why don't we find a hotel and have a good sleep?"
This small town is more remote than the previous one. Even if the police want to trouble them, they may not find them so quickly. However, with the previous experience, the documents given to them by the Lord God cannot be exposed. Han Fan looked around and said, "We can't go to the hotel, or we can rest in the car for a while. I'll be responsible for watching the wind, and you can rest at ease."
Meng Xiang said helplessly: "Since you insist, let's rest first. Watch the time and wake us up before 8:50." After that, he got into the car first. Among the reincarnations, Meng Xiang was the most capable of saving his companions, so he had to quickly recover his mental strength in order to continue to fight against the god of death.
"I'll watch the wind with you. Regardless of whether the inference of 'the order of the Grim Reaper's pursuit' is correct, I should be safer than you." Jie Juan smiled at Han Fan and said faintly.
Sure enough, on the first day, since Zhou Lina was killed, the reincarnations had been safe and sound. After a few hours of rest, Meng Xiang was refreshed, and Mu Feier's heart was calmed down.
It was evening and the second day of the challenge officially began. Although Han Fan was holding on, his spirit had reached its limit. Although he was reluctant, he was still dragged into the car by Jie Juan to rest. Meng Xiang and Mu Fei'er were watching the surrounding movements outside the car.
They parked the car next to a restaurant on the edge of the town. It was past dinner time and the restaurant was about to close. Meng Xiang felt hungry and did not want to eat the instant food in the ring, so he went to get four hot meals, put two boxes in the car, and he and Mu Fei'er each took a box and sat on the stone bench next to the car to eat.
Mu Fei'er sat next to Meng Xiang, eating her not-so-appetizing lunch box with gusto. Facing Meng Xiang, she talked more, chatting with him in a low and somewhat shy voice about interesting things in real life, almost forgetting that they were now on guard.
Chatting with girls can certainly help kill time, but Meng Xiang did not dare to be careless. While chatting, he kept an eye on the movements around him. Even if a car passed by or some drunk people passed by, he would immediately shut up and be fully alert.
The weather was a bit hot and humid, and the air conditioner was on in the car. To prevent carbon dioxide poisoning, Jie Juan and Han Fan opened all the windows when they rested. The cool breeze blew out of the car, which seemed to lower the temperature outside.
Before I knew it, it was already the early morning hours, but the town was still not quiet. There were bright lights everywhere, and the sound of singing and music could be heard faintly. It seemed even more lively than during the day.
Suddenly, a group of drunkards came out of a bar not far away while shouting. There were five of them in total, supporting each other, cursing and swearing, and walked to the side of Meng Xiang's car to get the car. These people were all tall black men with tattoos all over their bodies. One of them took the car, and the other four stared at Mu Fei'er with lewd looks on their faces, with lewd smiles on their faces.
Mu Fei'er was pretty and charming, and her long hair fluttered under the night light, which really attracted the men's attention. But the looks of these drunkards were too vulgar, and Meng Xiang was unhappy with them, staring at them angrily. At this time, Meng Xiang's momentum was amazing, and those big men, although drunk, still shuddered under his glare. But because they were drunk and didn't know how high the sky was, one of them slapped the car shell with both hands and shouted fiercely: "Little boy, what are you looking at."
The whole jeep was shaken by the slap. Han Fan and Jie Juan were sleeping soundly in the car, but they were suddenly awakened. Then they smelled a nauseating smell of alcohol. Han Fan glared at the man, which was rare. He opened the door and walked out. The man looked down and saw Jie Juan looking at him in the car. His eyes immediately showed obscene eyes. Jie Juan didn't care. She just thought it was very noisy outside. She turned on the switch and closed all the windows. Then she brushed her hair with disdain, turned over and continued to sleep.
Han Fan walked over and punched the sturdy man in the abdomen without saying anything. The sturdy man screamed, his feet slipped, and he fell to the ground with his buttocks.
As soon as Han Fan made a move, the other four strong men came over, kicking the jeep and shouting. One of them even kicked Han Fan. Han Fan's strength and physique were only about twice that of an ordinary person, but his nerve reaction and agility were definitely more than three times. In his eyes, the kicks of ordinary people were like slow motion. He dodged nimbly and threw a left hook, hitting the man's left abdomen.
Seeing their companions suffer, the others raised their fists and rushed to hit Han Fan. At this time, Meng Xiang had already strode over, holding the collars of the two strong men with both hands and lifting them up. Two big men weighing nearly 100 kilograms were easily lifted by him, which scared them. Meng Xiang pushed their hands away, rolled his eyes, and said coldly: "Get out, or you will die."
The five people sobered up after being threatened by Meng Xiang. These people were bullies who bully the good and fear the evil, and seeing Meng Xiang's momentum, they dared not pretend anymore and got into the car with their heads down. But before they drove off, they gently bumped their small car against the rear edge of the jeep, then laughed loudly before driving away.
This made Meng Xiang very angry. Just when he was about to chase him, Mu Feier pulled him aside and said, "Brother Meng, forget it. Don't make trouble."
Meng Xiang said angrily: "Humph, these rubbish should be taught a lesson."
This was just a joke, and the reincarnationists didn't care. Jie Juan pretended nothing had happened and went to sleep. Han Fan seemed to have let out his anger and felt relaxed, but he couldn't sleep either, so he sat on a stone bench with Meng Xiang and Mu Fei'er and chatted about this and that. But they didn't realize that the god of death was slowly approaching. Everything seemed accidental. Intentionally or unintentionally, they were already in danger.
It was not a powerful weapon, nor was it a power that overwhelmed everything. It was just the most ordinary accident. Even the reincarnators who had undergone physical enhancement were still helpless in the face of these accidents...
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