Calamity Island: Endless Trials

Chapter 218 'Iron Brothers'

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"Number of testers, 24."

"Check that all testers have been imported successfully, and the system is starting"

"Test team level. Trial team."

"Found 18 new adaptors, started to load the backpack system, the voice system..."

The sound belonging to the Rubik's Cube sounded and ended. Zeng Xuebin and the others were all shocked, as if they were frightened by this sudden system.

Liu Ziyun and the others didn't say anything, because what the terminal is doing now will make everything easier.

Sure enough, the time did not wait too long.

After only a short while, the people who had some doubts about each other just now showed shocked expressions.

Obviously, Liu Ziyun's words were fulfilled one by one.

The system they created out of thin air in their minds is not something that normal technology can do.

When everyone looked at Liu Ziyun again, the doubts in their eyes dissipated a lot.

At the same time, Tang Jiumin also stood up again.

"Everyone, there is no time for you to continue to familiarize yourself with the backpack system, because our time is not as abundant as you think."

"Soon, we will enter the trial. This time, there are 18 newcomers. In the next time, I need to know the identity of each of you, why you died, and your specialties."

Speaking of which, Tang Jiumin hardly stopped, and the conversation changed.

"Also, I hope the people hiding under the sofa can come out quickly. After all, I don't want everyone to introduce themselves after a while and have to invite you."

that person? !

Hearing this, Xiao Rongxiang subconsciously turned her head and looked at her side.

Sure enough, to his right, a timid man raised his hand and uneasily climbed out of the sofa and stood up.

A young man with a slender figure, neither tall nor short, with a public face that is forgotten after seeing it.

"I just don't feel very comfortable here. After sitting for a while, there is no other meaning."

The man quickly glanced at Liu Ziyun, like an electric shock, and hurriedly looked at Tang Jiumin.

"That what..."

"We, aren't we all dead, so you shouldn't care too much about what you did before, right?"

While talking, the toe of this guy rubbed the ground from time to time, as if the soles of his feet were oiled, ready to slip away.

Although he watched Tang Jiumin speak, he couldn't restrain himself and glanced at Liu Ziyun secretly.

Seeing him like this, Tang Jiumin was a little amused:

"Why don't you introduce yourself? It seems that your occupation made you very afraid of our police officer Liu, thief?"

When the other party heard it, he immediately clapped his hands and smiled.

"Oh, hey, being the head of the regiment is all about brains."

"Liang Keke, as you guessed, is a small business of robbing the rich and helping the poor. After all, I don't have much money, so I can borrow some if I can."

"Isn't it a thief? It's all around." Behind Tang Jiumin and Liu Ziyun, E Sihui, a member of the four-member group, shook his head and muttered.

The sound was not loud, but the whole tavern heard it clearly, and Liang Ke was embarrassed on the spot.

The latter looked at E Sihui, a little annoyed, and wanted to attack the first time.

But seeing the hilt behind E Sihui's back, he was dressed in cow leather armor, and when he remembered that this man was also one of the old people, he swallowed hard.

"Do you have any specialties?"

"There are, there must be!" It happened that Tang Jiumin asked about his specialties, and he quickly piled up a smile on his face.

"I was good at picking locks and slipping doors during my lifetime. Hey, you can find me for this kind of thing. As long as you don't trouble me because of this, everything is easy to talk about."

"Don't worry." Tang Jiumin nodded, "Here, no one will trouble you with this kind of thing. On the contrary, as long as you can make use of this specialty, you may live longer than others."

Hearing the reassurance from the head of the regiment, Liang Kewei's nervous expression relaxed, and the boulder fell to the ground in his heart.

call……

He moved his body and sat down on the sofa next to him, relaxing his tense body.

At the same time, Tang Jiumin's gaze swept to the others.

"I don't have much time, you guys quickly introduce yourself, who will come first?"

The voice fell, and I saw the hunter brothers standing on the far right of the tavern, looking at each other.

Finally, the elder brother stood up first.

"Hao Gang, hunter." Then he continued to point to his side, "Hao Tie, my brother."

"We are all hunting in no-man's land, making some traps, and firing a few shots is no problem. These should be useful in trials."

Tang Jiumin's eyes kept falling on Hao Gang.

"It's useful, but from the looks of you, it shouldn't be just as simple as hunting, right?"

When Hao Gang heard this, he instantly looked at Tang Jiumin vigilantly.

Beside him, Hao Tie was even more nervous about holding his gun.

However, the next second he found that his muzzle was forcibly held down.

His eldest brother looked at the man named Tang Jiumin.

Seeing this scene, Hao Tie opened his mouth in confusion and wanted to say something.

But in the face of such a serious eldest brother, keep your mouth shut.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't look at each other for a long time.

In just three or five seconds, the man surnamed Tang looked away, and his eldest brother's lowered voice could be heard in his ears.

"Keep your hands, people don't want to kill us, don't cause trouble."

On the other hand, as the hunter brothers with guns introduced themselves obediently, the others also dismissed other thoughts. After all, the memory implantation just now made everyone have to believe in the existence of the so-called trial.

Tang Jiumin turned his eyes and landed directly next to the hunter brother, the blood-stained 'butcher'.

"It's your turn."

The so-called 'Butcher' rubbed his eyes fiercely, and stared at Tang Jiumin, who was facing him.

He had just woken up not long ago, and he was actually still in a trance, but he still understood what Tang Jiumin said just now.

"I, my name is Song Shude. I work for my boss in the slaughterhouse, and I kill pigs, sheep, and meat... I'm very unlucky, so unlucky."

"Just last night, there were two damn thieves, and I didn't know what they were doing. They came to the slaughterhouse to steal my boss's money. I just happened to see them!"

"If this is really stolen, I have to lose money, but that's not good."

Mentioning this, Song Shude became excited, spittle flying, and his mouth kept talking.

"Of course it can't be done, I have no money! So I went up to fight them with a butcher's knife, and as soon as I cut down one, the other stabbed me, and it hurt me to death!"

Song Shude recalled the pain before his death, wrinkled his facial features fiercely, and his face was piled up, looking a little hideous.

However, what he said was a little long-winded, without any momentum.

Referring to the two thieves who harmed him, Song Shude nag at the top of the list, complaining and scolding in various ways.

The results of it?Totally missing the point.

It's a pity. Mingming's parents have the name Wenxuanxuan, but they are real butchers with no culture.

"Okay, stop!" Tang Jiumin couldn't take it anymore, so he decisively interrupted, "Apart from cutting meat and slaughtering, do you have any other specialties?"

"No." Song Shude quieted down, then scratched his head.

"I've been doing this for more than ten years. I can't do anything else, but this is definitely what I'm good at. I'm in our village."

"Next!"

Hearing that there were no two words, Tang Jiumin had exhausted his patience, and before he could say a few more words, he went straight to look at the person next to him.

No, a group of people to be exact.

those students.

Zeng Xuebin had already retreated among the students, and when he saw Tang Jiumin's gaze, his lips slightly twitched, and he was about to step forward.

However, someone is faster than Zeng Xuebin.

Is a tall boy.

"Zhang Jiahe." This person stood up first, took a step forward, and then pointed behind him in turn.

"Gao Ting, Chen Yuxuan, Chen Banghang, we are all students of Teacher Zeng, and we all fell to death in a bus. If you want to know our specialties..."

"I'm sorry, we are still students and don't know much about various skills, but apart from Gao Ting being a girl, we boys, we will try our best to help. After all, as boys, we have some strength. "

Tang Jiumin nodded, did not ask more, and turned to the next one.

A woman, a particularly beautiful woman.

However, this woman raised her trembling right hand and opened her sexy lips, but her voice trembled violently.

"My name is Yu Jiaojiao, I'm a car model, and I don't know when I died..."

The voice suddenly became smaller, and even brought a cry.

Tang Jiumin frowned slightly, "Specialty? Do you have any hobbies?"

Hearing Tang Jiumin asking about her strengths, Yu Jiaojiao opened her mouth, but couldn't answer for a long time.

Besides her long legs, what else does she have, what are her specialties?
Seeing the woman's reaction, the answer was obvious.

Tang Jiumin shook his head and did not continue to ask.

"next."

However, when Yu Jiaojiao saw Tang Jiumin's reaction, she collapsed on the back seat, as if she was drained of her strength.

The police also said just now, and the head of the regiment also said that if you don't have special skills, they are of little value to these people.

Yu Jiaojiao has a look of pity I see, but unfortunately here, in the eyes of at least a few old people, it is meaningless.

At this moment, a man appeared in Tang Jiumin's field of vision.

This is a man who makes him feel that it is not simple, not even inferior to the hunter named Hao Gang just now.

But this simple man was in a wrong state.

I saw that his face was flushed, and he was obviously drunk. The wine bottle was not far from his feet, and the previous photos were put away by him at some point.

The man stood up leaning against the low wall, and looked at Tang Jiumin with drunken eyes.

Instead of introducing himself, he asked other questions:

"That policeman just said that going back to that apartment can achieve a lot of incredible things, really?"

In those turbid eyes, there seemed to be a very strong light of emotion.

"Indeed." Faced with a potential seedling, Tang Jiumin maintained his rare patience. He frowned slightly and nodded, "Do you have any questions?"

The man almost muttered to himself, and seemed to ask, "Really anything can be achieved?"

"Yes, things that are not controlled by the rules can be realized. I have witnessed it with my own eyes, maybe..." Tang Jiumin's eyes flashed and he continued.

"Maybe, there is the option of resurrecting people. Even if you can't, it will allow you to go back to the past to meet your relatives, and even allow you to create a person who is exactly the same as your relatives and spend some time with you."

"He even has an independent consciousness, which you can do as long as you're alive."

After listening to this, the man squatted down, buried his head between his knees, and burst into tears.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"I finally know, I know why I didn't die, why I came here..."

The man was crying and laughing, and it seemed that he was a little mentally ill, but it made people feel the strong sadness in him.

Tang Jiumin looked at the other party's state, and did not rush to interrupt, and only continued to speak after the other party's cry a little weaker.

"Well, now it's your turn to introduce yourself. In my perception, you are not a weakling."

"On the contrary. You are strong."

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