She finally understood the source of her excitement just now.
In this tense and terrifying game, she suppressed her excited heartbeat because... Because, she is no longer a disabled person here, to a certain extent, she is the same and equal to them.
Maybe even a little higher than them.
Because she already vaguely knew how to pass the customs.
In reality, the poor, who is discriminated against, ignored, has no sense of existence, can't speak, and has no right to express his opinion, has found his belonging in a ridiculous game like a nightmare. This is really ironic.
Bai Youwei suddenly understood the madness of those gangsters.
Although she was very disdainful and contemptuous of their behavior at the time, she had to admit that this feeling of holding power was really wonderful, and I am afraid that few people can resist.
She looked down at her palm, held it slowly, and then slowly opened it.
There was nothing there, she stared blankly.
When he was stunned, Shen Mohe Tan Xiao came back.
Both of them were dragged in mud, with layers of mud on their hair, embarrassed, tired, and solemn.
Even talking and laughing, Ma Daha put away his joking face, and said to Shen Mo sadly: "td, the time given is too short, 20 seconds is enough for what? It's not enough for me to pee! I just dug a hole, The time has come!"
Shen Mo didn't speak, he lowered his head to check Bai Youwei's legs, made sure she was okay, turned his head and said to Tan Xiao, "3 minutes."
Tanxiao blinked his eyes and looked confused: "... ah? What 3 minutes?"
"He's talking about frog time."
Someone on the other side answered, it was the original leader Zhang Hua.
He just crawled out of the snail shell, leaned on the edge of the snail and breathed slowly, and said with a blank face, "It took 3 minutes and 15 seconds from the time the frog appeared to the time it left. If the process of removing the mud was only 3 minutes."
It seems that people who can pass a game have some specialties. This Zhang Hua seems to be particularly sensitive to numbers and time.
The chat and laughter understood, and suddenly realized: "So we only need to endure 3 minutes before we can hold on to the next round?"
Shen Mo glanced at him and corrected him: "It's pointless to persist until the next round, but we have 3 minutes to kill the frog."
Tan smiled and widened his eyes: "Kill... kill kill kill frog?"
Zhang Hua was also stunned.
"Brother, are you kidding me?" Tan Xiao couldn't believe it, and stared in surprise, "That thing is about to catch up with the small building, how to kill it?!"
Shen Mo had a folding fruit knife in his hand, he opened the knife, wiped the mud on it with a light expression, and said calmly, "20 seconds is too short, even if you can determine the range of the ball, and want to find the golden ball in more than a dozen holes, Twenty seconds is also not enough, the time limit is determined by the frog, and if you can kill the frog, you can extend the time to find the golden ball."
The reality before them is brutal and straightforward: there is not enough time.
The ball, right in the hole.
But whether it's walking in the mud with your legs open, or bending down and digging in the mud, it's a waste of time.
Although Shen Mo's thinking seems absurd, it is undoubtedly correct. 20 seconds are fleeting, they have to buy more time.
His mouth opened and closed, closed and opened again and again, and after a long while, he finally took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and said with a vicious expression: "Okay! Just do it! I'm afraid it will be a problem. ball!"
Hearing this, Shen Mo gave him a strange look, "You can just look for the ball with your bare hands, and I'll deal with the frog."
Chatting and laughing: "… "
Oh, Shiro is excited.
At this time, the golden ball appeared again, floating in the air and said with a smile:
"The current game has failed, and there are 19 surviving players. Now we enter the third round of 'Frog's Golden Ball'. Please prepare yourself! The preparation time is one minute, and the countdown starts, 59, 5, 57... "