Ma Yuanhou was afraid, is there really something wrong with this clay embryo?

Almost reckless.

"How's it going? Isn't this guy awesome?"

Xia Hongyao shows off.

This is the prospective member I have my eye on!

Um!

After I got through this taboo thing, I quickly called my sister and asked her for a place to be admitted without taking the exam.

18D Listening to Xia Hongyao praising Lin Baici,

Very envious.

Why is it that all I can think about is panic and helplessness, but I can't do anything like Lin Baici?

Is the gap between people really that big?

But when 18D saw the tourists still digging in the red mud pond, he felt relieved again.

These are the performances of ordinary people!

"Young man, do you think this clay embryo of mine is qualified?"

The diabetic aunt dug up the mud embryo and immediately came over to ask Lin Baici.

Time is running out and she has no chance to do it again, so she must ensure success.

About twenty tourists dug up red mud and ran back to the earth platform, preparing to beat it and make it. Now they saw the diabetic aunt running to Lin Baici and muttering. Three of them, their minds were spinning very quickly, and they immediately understood what was going on.

What were the aunties doing? So they picked up the mud balls again and ran over.

Obviously, he planned to ask Lin Baici to confirm whether the mud embryo was qualified.

Lin Baici said nothing.

"It's okay, that clay figurine is on patrol and didn't look here. Tell me quickly!"

The diabetic aunt urged: "Please!"

"Can you please stop harming others?"

The man with glasses sneered at the old woman.

He was worried that Lin Baici was young, had little experience in the world, and loved to help others. If he acted impulsively and acted like a hero and told the old woman the answer, he would be in trouble.

"Shut your bitch!"

The diabetic aunt glared at the man with glasses, and when she looked at Lin Baici again, she looked pitifully begging, just like those professional beggars on the street.

"Handsome guy, help me take a look too!"

"You don't need to speak, just nod or shake your head, just give a signal!"

"I should be fine with this, right?"

Several passengers laughed and asked in low voices.

[Don’t talk too much, or you will really die!]

God warns.

Lin Baici said nothing and walked towards the platform in silence.

Seeing that they couldn't get the answer, several travelers cursed, hurried back to their respective stone slabs, and started beating the clay.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

This time the sound was very dense, and the passengers all used their fastest speed.

The diabetic aunt also wanted to go faster, but she had already made clinker twice. She was very tired, her arms were sore, and she couldn't get up even if she wanted to go faster.

Especially this time, after hitting the clay embryo more than ten times, her arms were shaking like she was suffering from Parkinson's syndrome, and she could no longer lift the clay embryo above her head.

"God, this is going to kill me!"

The diabetic aunt cried in despair.

No one cares about her, everyone is working hard, seizing the last moment to make their clay sculptures perfect and get as high a score as possible.

The atmosphere was oppressive and tense, like a noose, tightening slowly around everyone's necks.

The clay figurine on patrol suddenly stopped. After looking around for a week, it announced loudly.

"Time's up, body sculpting is over!"

Bang bang bang!

There were also about fifty tourists, most of whom were elderly people, beating clay balls.

Lin Baici glanced at the man with glasses. He did not put down the carving knife and was still carving the clay figurine because he had done it once before and he was more proficient this time.

The clay figurine looked at these people with disgust in his eyes.

"You can't even beat the clay embryo into mature material. You are simply useless. You will be eliminated!"

Although they don’t know what will happen if they are eliminated, it is definitely not a good thing, so these people argue with reason.

"It's because you didn't explain it clearly that we had to do it a second time!"

"Give me another chance?"

"The clay figurine I made before was very beautiful!"

Some people complained and some begged for mercy, but no matter what they said, the clay figurine didn't care. It raised its hands and patted them three times.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the red mud pond, at the edge of the platform, a ball of mud rose up from the ground and squirmed, forming a two-meter-high clay figure within ten seconds.

They had no facial features, but they spread their long legs, climbed onto the platform accurately, and walked quickly towards those eliminated.

The diabetic aunt panicked and turned around to run away, but the clay figurine, which was more than five meters away from her, raised its right hand, swooshed, stretched, and shot out, like a python preying on prey, and suddenly caught the diabetic aunt's ankle.

The clay figurine's arms shortened and slowly retracted, while the clay figurine also turned around and walked towards the mud pond.

The diabetic aunt was just dragged on the ground, leaving a mark.

"help me!"

"Please, help me!"

"I don't want to die!"

When the clay figure's arm returned to its original shape, the diabetic aunt was also dragged into the red mud pond. She kept struggling, but to no avail.

The clay figurine standing in the mud grabbed her shoulders with one hand and her hair with the other, and pushed her head into the mud.

Not to mention calling for help, this aunt couldn't even scream. She could only flop around feebly like a dying catfish.

Death has come!
Chapter completed!