"Don't say it so early!"

Ma Yuan stared at the clay figures walking towards the furnace with wide eyes. Even before the last moment, there was still hope.

"Ah!"

Song Li chuckled lightly and turned to look at Lin Baici, only to find that he looked calm and did not look like a dying person at all.

Something's wrong!

Why isn't he afraid?

Could it be that someone’s clay figurine moved?

Who dies?

Is that why he feels confident?

Song Li suddenly broke into a cold sweat when she thought of this possibility.

"Lin Baici, aren't you afraid? That monster said 'put it in the furnace', and according to the steps for making clay figurines, there must be a step of drying. If your clay figurines haven't moved, you are dead. Think of a way!"

Song Li thought quietly.

"You go attack that clay monster now and kill it. Maybe you still have a chance to survive."

Lin Baici suggested.

Afraid?

Excuse me,

I'm afraid that the Shenji game is too easy and won't kill me!

The clay figurines made by the travelers walked to the furnace nearest to them, and then jumped into the furnace with a spring.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The lid of the furnace was immediately closed.

"ignition!"

The clay figurine has a melodious voice with a strange accent, like a shaman from a primitive tribe chanting incantations to ward off evil spirits and channel spirits.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The pile of firewood in the stove below the cellar stove immediately started to burn.

The orange-red flames rose and swayed like a banshee dancing.

The noise on the earthen platform gradually subsided, and the passengers stopped talking and all stared at the stove.

The programmer with dark circles has a high IQ and is good at making decisions before taking action. He believes that even if this step is passed, the next step will be full of dangers, so he starts to encourage those passengers who fail.

"Your lives have entered a countdown. If you want to survive now, the only way to survive is to unite and fight to the death with that clay figurine!"

The programmer persuaded the passengers around him to try their best, even if they couldn't win, it would be good if they could test out the weakness of this clay figurine.

These people are hesitant.

To be honest, if the big-bellied man hadn't been slapped in the head by the mud monster just now, showing terrifying lethality, they would have taken action long ago.

Seeing that these people were timid and afraid of death, the programmer shook his head in disappointment and walked quickly to Lin Baici, ready to talk to him.

This boy is willing to take the initiative at the critical moment and let him take the lead. These losers should dare to fight.

But after the programmer walked more than ten steps, he suddenly felt very hot, started to sweat, and then became hot, as if his arm accidentally touched the stove while eating barbecue.

"What's going on? Are passengers not allowed to move around as they please?"

The programmer frowned, looked around, and then discovered to his horror that he was not the only one with problems.

"Why do I feel so hot?"

"So hot! So hot! What's going on?"

"Fuck, what's wrong?"

The passengers were making noises, and some women screamed.

"Bai Ci..."

Ma Yuan looked happy.

He was worthy of being a divine hunter, and he reacted very quickly. He found that the people who shouted about the heat were all tourists who made clay figures and jumped into the furnace.

Song Li couldn't do it with ease. She felt so hot, like taking a sauna. She was sweating profusely and her clothes were soaked in more than ten seconds.

Afterwards, the body began to feel hot, and there was a burning sensation like being burned by red-hot coals.

"Brother Lin, look at her..."

18D's face was full of horror.

Not only Song Li, the skin of many passengers turned red, as if they had been burned by red-hot coals, with strings of bubbles popping out.

"Brother Lin, save me, I don't want to die!"

Song Li struggled and threw herself at Lin Baici, wanting to ask for help.

The tears in her eyes had just flowed out, and before they even crossed her face, they evaporated with a hissing sound.

Ma Yuan stepped over and kicked Song Li's thigh.

boom!

ah!

Song Li screamed and fell to the ground. Then she couldn't get up and rolled on the ground in pain.

"Help me! Please!"

Song Li's skin was visibly dehydrated, wrinkled, and charred, like mutton skewers placed on a barbecue grill.

On the earthen platform, all the visitors who entered the furnace with clay figures felt as if they had been burned by the flames, and they were dying of pain.

"Why is it me who is wrong?"

The programmer roared, heartbroken.

He thought Lin Baici was a loser, but he didn't expect that he was the pathetic clown.

"If you want to survive, attack that clay figurine quickly!"

Xia Hongyao shouted.

In this desperate situation, a dozen travelers stumbled toward the clay figurine, but there were more people who ran to the furnace to take out their clay figurines.

But the furnace is too hot and the flames are too strong.

When they put their hands on the cellar door, there was a sizzling sound, and their palms were immediately burned.

A smell of burning fat and flesh began to float over the red mud pond, pungent and nauseating.

"Lin...Brother Lin..."

Song Li's voice became hoarse, and her originally fair and smooth skin turned black and wrinkled, and her previous beautiful appearance was no longer visible.

Her body was so hot that even the rivet high heels on her feet melted and stuck to her flesh.

Why!

Lin Baici sighed and stared at the clay figurine.

It stood in the middle of the earth platform, took a deep breath of the burnt smell floating in the air, and then showed an expression of enjoyment.

"Brother Lin, we are qualified!"

18D was beaming with excitement and pumping his fist fiercely.

The death of people like Song Li doesn't mean that the makers of the clay figurines left behind are all qualified?

Song Li, who was on the verge of death, heard these words, and a huge feeling of regret and regret filled her chest like wild weeds.

I hate it so much!

Why didn't I listen to that student?

If I make a crying face, I can survive!

"Wife! Wife!"

The man with glasses jumped up anxiously, wanting to hug his pregnant wife, but her body was like a piece of red-hot charcoal, it was too hot.

"husband!"

The pregnant woman curled up in a ball in pain and burst into tears.

She felt so sorry for the unborn child in her belly.

Why does this little life have to suffer this kind of crime?

"Don't be afraid, I'll kill that monster!"

The man with glasses gritted his teeth, his face full of ferocity and murderous intent. The only way he could think of to save his wife and children was to kill the clay figurine.
To be continued...