The audience was in an uproar. They actually saw the president of the student union pounce like a dog eating shit. His original handsome and elegant image was gone, and the culprit was a small worm whose name was unknown.
Arthur's face was darker than coal at this moment, and he was almost cursing at the sky.
I underestimated this so-called magical forest.
Every life in this forest actually has a great origin and is not as simple as the contestants imagine.
The entire forest was cordoned off by two members of the school board with great effort, and is usually used as a place to place and observe new species and magical creatures.
Creatures that can enter the school director level with the Great Eye are naturally not ordinary, just like the exploding worm that Arthur knocked down just now, which is actually the larva of a butterfly called the Batathias.
In addition to spinning silk and making cocoons like other insect larvae, this type of larvae will heat its own body fluids and then spray them everywhere when it is dying.
That was the scene where Arthur was stabbed on the back earlier.
For the young Pata butterfly, such behavior is not a voluntary abandonment of life, but a way for the colony to continue by ejecting the energy and spore-like embryos contained in the body.
When these spore-like embryos fall on the right location, such as rotten wood, mud, etc., they will adhere to it and disguise themselves as gravel or dust, slowly absorbing nutrients and then re-breeding into adults.
Some of the spore embryos stuck to Arthur's back, and the heat from his back provided an excellent living environment for these little bugs.
Arthur himself was completely unaware of this, and out of pride and pride, he did not take off this handsome coat.
The audience's cameras zoomed in, and saw the grains slowly growing on the back of his coat.
Some patients with trypophobia even felt nauseous and turned their heads away or watched from another contestant's perspective.
On the other hand, Demir, who often goes out on missions, thrives in this forest.
He acted as if he was strolling in his own back garden, relaxed and easy.
As he walked, he picked a fruit from a roadside tree, put it in his mouth, and chewed it with a crunching sound.
The fruit exudes so much juice that it overflows from the mouth, and the audience feels that DeMille is too comfortable in this scene.
He nimbly dodged a green-leaf snake disguised as a vine, grabbed the snake's body and pulled it off the tree trunk.
He grasped the snake's body and slammed it hard on the ground a few times, and the green-leaf snake, which could paralyze an elephant with one bite, fainted.
In no time, Demir cut off the fat meat and the snake gall that could be used to make medicine from the green leaf snake.
He threw the snake gall into his mouth and chewed it again. He hung the strips of snake meat on the green vine he had picked up and tied a knot. It seemed that he would deal with them separately when he was hungry later.
“Help!”
A ragged girl ran out from behind a tree and ran straight to Demir.
Demir waved the pickaxe in his hand cautiously, and the girl was stunned when she saw Demir, then she stopped and said to Demir with a pitiful look,
"Senior Demir, please save my friend."
Demir looked up and down at the uninvited guest in front of him. She had a pretty face and fair skin. It was unclear whether her top looked a little loose because of running or she did it on purpose.
The girl revealed her snow-white right shoulder, and the loose neckline allowed the pink dots on her buds to be seen.
If you were a lustful person, you would probably have other thoughts at this time.
"This is an elimination match, why should I save your partner?"
Demir frowned and asked with some displeasure.
“Senior Demir, if you don’t save them, they will die.
Please. "
The girl in front of him bit her lip, opened her eyes wide, and begged.
Several thoughts flashed through Demir's mind. After a brief thought, he nodded.
"Only once. You lead the way."
When the girl heard Demir's agreement, she was delighted and immediately walked in front to lead Demir, while introducing herself.
"Senior Demir, you are so nice. My name is Amy."
Demir waved his hand, interrupted Amy before she finished speaking, and followed behind her.
"No need for introductions. Tell me what danger your companion encountered."
“Oh, okay.
It was a beautiful garden with lots of red flowers.
Not long after they walked in, they became motionless like puppets.
Not far ahead, the next intersection is the entrance to the garden."
Amy replied.
Demir thought of several possible plants that might be planted in the so-called garden, and thought of countermeasures.
"How many of you were there? Why were you the only one who escaped?"
Amy was stunned at first, then said shyly,
"There were five of us, and I didn't go in because I have a hay fever."
"What a coincidence?"
Demir said to himself, narrowed his eyes and smiled as he assumed a battle-ready posture.
When he followed the girl who called herself Amy to the garden she mentioned, Demir did not rush in, but found a relatively sturdy tree on the spot.
When Amy had no idea what DeMille was up to, DeMille climbed to the top of the tree like a nimble monkey.
He looked far away in the direction Amy pointed, and indeed saw the red flower fields and a few motionless figures.
Demir raised his finger high in the air.
"Hmm? Southwest wind. If it's the fragrance of the flowers, they're in the downwind direction."
Demir jumped down from the top of the tree, used several nearby trees for leverage, and landed steadily.
He casually picked two small yellow flowers on the garden fence and placed them next to his ears as if he was admiring flowers.
"Okay, just crush your ID card and leave."
After Demir performed this little trick, he quickly rushed into the garden without waiting for Amy to leave on her own.
——
In a red garden, four figures stood steadily, with thorny vines under their feet already creeping towards their bodies.
The four men stood there like wooden chickens, not moving a muscle.
Demir swung his pickaxe and swept it towards the ID card on the chest of the nearest man, but the man suddenly moved and did a backwards somersault to avoid Demir's attack.
"Tsk tsk tsk, here comes a big fish, the famous Demir."
The man said teasingly with a sarcastic smile on his face.
"It's so boring. I came here with good intentions to save you, but you're still using this kind of low-level trap?"
After Demir stood firm, he put one hand on his waist and the other hand holding the pickaxe on his shoulder.
"Forget it, forget it. You are on your own. I won't save you."
After Demir finished speaking, he turned around and walked slowly towards the garden entrance.
"You're here and you still want to leave? Stay here!"
The man shouted arrogantly, took out the bow on his back and pulled it to the full extent. A feathered arrow shot towards Demir with a sound of breaking wind.
The other three each performed their duties. One of them roared and ran towards Demir waving a big knife, another one activated the low-level spells taught in the school, and another one aimed the musket in his hand at Demir's back and prepared to shoot.
Demir just made a movement like stretching, first blocking the arrow, then dodged the big knife that was cut from the side, and then broke free from the binding spell on his body.
The musket had not yet fired any bullet, but the man holding the musket was unable to move.
"Fatty! What's wrong with you?! Now is not the time to play dead!"
The man holding the musket was nicknamed Fatty, but when they turned around, they saw that the man had been surrounded by thorny vines one after another.
"I told you, I won't save you."
Demir turned around and waved to the four people in the garden.
"Bye~"
"What's going on?! Why is your weed killer incense ineffective?!"
The knife-wielding man was busy chopping the vines that were spreading on the ground with his machete, while loudly questioning the archer.
"I don't know either! We need to get out now!
Otherwise, we will end up like a fat man!
I don’t want to be fertilizer for these flowers!!!”
"If I get out, I'm going to have sex with Amy!!"
"Fuck you! Amy is my woman!"
The noises of the remaining three people came from the garden, but their fat musketeer had been sucked into bones by the thorns and became nutrients for the earth and fertilizer for these beautiful flowers.
When they rushed to the entrance of the garden, they saw Amy tied up with vines and thrown on the ground.
Obviously, this is also DeMille's work.
"No no no, Amy, are you okay?"
The archer who claimed that Amy was his woman ran towards Amy anxiously, and Amy had a look of fear in her eyes, as if saying,
"Don't come over here."
———
The time went back a little bit, when Demir just walked into the garden, he did not rush into the depths of the garden immediately, but cunningly hid in a shady place, watching the movements of Amy who was leading the way.
Although Demir is simple and a good person, he is not stupid.
This Amy looked a little down and out, but every movement she made had an indescribable unnaturalness.
Her attire was even more of a problem; it didn't look like someone who had just fled in a hurry.
If, say, a lecherous man tried to force her into engaging in sexual intercourse, her appearance would be somewhat believable.
Deliberately showing off? Come on, there must be something wrong here.
Sure enough, Amy did not listen to her own advice and crush the ID card. Instead, she waited outside the garden and carefully set traps near the entrance.
"Tsk tsk, women have the most vicious hearts."
Demir sighed in his heart.
Amy first laid underground traps, paralysis traps, and lasso traps, followed by various dynamically triggered explosives.
After doing all this, Amy, sweating profusely, stopped.
Seeing Amy busy at work, Demier naturally couldn't just stand by and watch. He naturally had to come out and praise Miss Amy for her hard work.
"I think the explosive mine on your right could be dug a little deeper, otherwise it won't be able to exert its full destructive power."
Demir appeared behind Amy out of nowhere, scaring her so much that she broke into a cold sweat.
"Ah, Senior Demir, did you rescue them?"
"Stop playing dumb, okay...be more sincere."
Just as Amy was about to throw an explosive mine at Demir, Demir had already wrapped her up like a dumpling with vines and threw her near the exit.
And why did DeMille go
That's because he's too bored.
In the first big fight, in the desert scene, DeMille only did one thing—digging holes and sleeping.
The game was over when he was sleeping soundly.
In this second round, Demir felt a little itchy.
"I haven't fought in a while. I wonder how good I am?"
This honey trap gang that came to our doorstep was a great training partner.
When he came to the garden, he immediately recognized the main plant in the garden - the beauty rose.
This kind of words has a nice name, but it has a very scary story.
According to legend, this flower was developed by the vampire Countess Elizabeth Bathory.
Bloodthirsty black magic is added during the cultivation process. The thorns that grow will suck blood on their own and wither naturally after bearing fruit.
It is said that after taking the only fruit, the user's skin will become snow-white and the passage of time will be stopped. This is the origin of the name "Beauty Rose".
But the beauty rose has a natural enemy, which is the small yellow flower on the fence - wild jasmine.
That was Lady Elizabeth Bathory's favorite flower, and it was also the backdoor added in the black magic.
Wild jasmine is planted outside all the beauty rose fields to suppress the endless spread of beauty roses, which has become a tradition of planting beauty roses.
Demir, who brought two wild jasmine flowers, could come and go freely in the garden, but the group of people who used the weed killer incense could not do so.
The effectiveness of herbicide incense can generally last for an hour, but in front of the beautiful rose cultivated by black magic, the effectiveness of herbicide incense is not that strong.
Demir, wearing a wild jasmine on his head, strolled in the garden. He smelled the scent of weed control early on, but he never showed his face.
When the time is right, he will make his debut.
"Hey, how friendly I am."
He thought so at the time.
If these people don't attack me, I will save them and treat it as a good deed.
And if they were to commit suicide, then the trap that Amy had laid would not be wasted.
——
“Mmmmm!!!”
Amy's eyes were full of fear, and she even kept twisting her body, trying to remind the silly trio not to come forward.
But how could they understand Amy's hint and still run straight towards Amy's position
The vines behind them didn't allow them to stop.
"puff!"
The fastest knife-wielding man missed his step.
That's a pitfall trap.
Amy also added a lot of wooden stakes in it.
"Ahh, it hurts so much."
"Bang!"
This is a mage who stepped on an explosive mine.
“Sizzle, sizzle.”
This was the sound of the archer stepping down and activating the paralysis trap with a strong electric current.
The vines came slowly and swept away the readily available meal for four.
"Ah, so boring, should I find another place to sleep?"
Demir watched all this from a distance, stretched himself with a smile, and leaned against the tree trunk.