Saying that, it floated to the heights of the cave, below the circular gap, and said in a cheerful tone:
"The second round of the game is about to start. Players will prepare for one minute and start the countdown, 59, 5, 57, 56..."
The air seemed to freeze.
Hatred, anger, pain or heartbreak, all are worthless in this cold countdown.
All emotions were suppressed by the threat of death.
People looked blankly scattered, looking for suitable hiding places.
"50, 49, 4..."
Shen Mo observed the surrounding environment, thinking about whether to change Bai Youwei's position, her arm was pulled by her. Bai Youwei pointed to a shell next to her.
The snails here are all empty shells. Half of the snails are buried in the mud, and the other half are exposed, like a semi-circular door. If you look inward, you can vaguely see the space extending inward.
"You want me to carry you in?" Shen Mo looked into her eyes, "If it is hit by the golden ball, the snail will sink."
Every time it is hit, the snail will sink into the mud a little bit, maybe half, maybe the whole, it depends on the strength of the golden ball when it hits.
Therefore, if Bai Youwei really wanted to hide in the shell, she would probably be buried alive.
"It doesn't matter." Bai Youwei's voice was cold and calm, "The air inside should be enough for me to hide for a while, and don't forget, even if the ball slaps the shell into the mud, it will only take 20 seconds, after 20 seconds the frog will flip over. Mud, the shell will return to the mud layer again."
It does.
Just now, the whole cave was smashed by golden balls, and there were pits everywhere, and many snails were buried in it, but when the frog appeared, the cave seemed to be hit by an earthquake, and all the snail shells in the mud turned to the outside.
Shen Mo pondered, "There are so many snails in this game, it's impossible for no reason. Maybe the snails exist to create cover for the players?"
"Maybe..." Bai Youwei murmured.
She seemed to be thinking of something else, a little absent-minded.
Shen Mo looked at her, didn't ask any more, just carried her into the shell and placed her properly.
"32, 31, 30, 29..."
The countdown continues.
Shen Mo didn't plan to hide. Although it is safe to hide in the shell, it is impossible to observe the situation outside.
He wants to stay out and see where the golden ball ends up.
At this moment, Mr. Cheng, who was huddled in the corner, suddenly stood up and shouted hoarsely, "Everyone, listen to me! - listen to me! We can hide in the shell of the snail, frogs are creatures with dynamic vision! As long as we don't move, we can It sees us like a lump of mud! It won't find us!"
"Old man, squat down! The countdown is over!!!"
Tanxiao suddenly ran out, grabbed Teacher Cheng's arm and dragged him back!
"You don't want to die?! Be careful that you will be smashed to pieces by that eyeless ball!"
Mr. Cheng was staggered and said to Tan Xiao, "Xiao Tan! We have to find a way to save ourselves! We can't sit still! Tell everyone, you have to hide in the snail shell! You can't let the frogs eat it!!!"
I don't know if it's a professional relationship or not. Although Mr. Cheng's voice is hoarse and old, he is full of energy and particularly loud.
Talking and laughing hurriedly pushed him into the shell, nodding: "I know it! Everyone heard it! Hey old guy, you have a quick leg, and hurry up and climb inside!"
"16, 15, 14..."
Tan Xiao turned to go to the snail he had chosen, but found that someone had already taken it, it was the fat man who wet his pants!
A whole body of fat blocked the shell tightly.
Talk and laugh: "Grass!"
There are also snails farther away, but walking in the mud is not more than usual, and the time is really too late!
"5, 4, 3, 2, 1..."
Tan Xiao ran towards the other snail!
The golden ball floated in mid-air, and the tone was as schadenfreude as before—
"Games start."