I Have Yet to Become a Doll Today-Chapter 35 - The Role of Field Snails

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Chapter 35: Chapter 35 The Role of Field Snails

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Having said that, it floated toward the high part of the cave, still beneath that round aperture, saying in a cheerful tone:

“The second round of the game is about to begin. Players have one minute to prepare. The countdown begins, 59, 58, 57, 56…”

The air seemed to freeze.

Hatred, anger, pain, heartbreak, in the biting countdown, they all became worthless.

All emotions were suppressed by the threat of death.

People scattered, their faces expressionless, looking for suitable places to hide.

“50, 49, 48…’

Shen MO scanned his surroundings, contemplating whether to switch Bai Youwei’s location. Then, Bai Youwei grasped his arm and pointed toward a shell nearby.

All the snails here are empty shells, half of their openings sunk into the mud, the other half exposed, like a semi-circular door. By leaning inside, she could vaguely see the space stretching inward.

“Do you want me to carry you inside?” Shen MO looked into her eyes, “If we are hit by Jin Qiu, the snail shell will sink.”

Every time it was hit, the snail shell would sink deeper into the mud, perhaps half-way, or perhaps completely, depending on the force of Jin Qiu’s blow.

So, if Bai Youwei really wanted to hide inside the shell, she might be buried alive.

“I don’t mind.” Bai Youwei’s voice was cool and calm, “The air inside should be enough for me to hide for a while. And don’t forget, even if Jin Qiu knocks the shell into the mud, it’s just for 20 seconds. After 20 seconds, the frog will turn the mud, and the shell will come back to the surface.’

Certainly it was so.

Earlier, the whole cave was smashed with pits by Jin Qiu, many snail shells were buried, but when the frog appeared, the cave was like experiencing an earthquake, and all the buried shells were turned over.

Shen MO pondered, “The game has a lot of snails, they can’t be here for no reason. Perhaps, the presence of snails is to create a cover for the players?” “Perhaps…” Bai Youwei mumbled.

She seemed to be thinking about something else, somewhat absent-minded.

Shen MO looked at her, didn’t ask more, and carried her into the shell, placing her securely inside.

“32, 31, 30, 29…”

The countdown was still going on.

Shen MO didn’t plan to hide. Hiding in a shell, though safe, prohibited him from observing the situation outside.

He wanted to stay outside, to clearly see where Jin Qiu will ultimately land.

Then, hiding in the corner, teacher Cheng suddenly stood up and shouted with all his energy, “Everybody, listen to me! We can hide in the snail shells, the frog is a creature of motion-based vision! As long as we don’t move, we’re nothing more than clumps of mud in its eyes! It won’t notice us!”

“Old man, get down! The countdown is about to end!!!”

Tan Xiao rushed out suddenly, hurriedly grabbed teacher Cheng’s arm, and forcefully dragged him back!

“Are you looking for death?! Watch out for that blind ball smashing you into pieces!”

Teacher Cheng stumbled, looking distressedly at Tan Xiao, “Xiao Tan! We need to think of a way to save ourselves! We can’t just wait to die! Faster, tell everyone to hide in the snail shells! We can’t let the frog eat again!!

Perhaps because of his profession, although teacher Cheng’s voice was old and hoarse, it echoed strong, particularly loud.

Tan Xiao frantically pushed him into the shell and nodded repeatedly, “Got it, got it! Everyone heard! Hey old man, be quick, climb in as soon as you can!” “16, 15, 14…

Tan Xiao turned to go to his chosen snail shell, but found it’s already taken by someone – the chubby guy who peed his pants! The fat on his body tightly blocked the shell.

Tan Xiao: “Shit!”

There were other snail shells at a farther distance, but walking in the mud was not easy, and there was not enough time left!

Tan Xiao ran desperately toward another snail shell!

Jin Qiu hovered in mid-air, its tone was inevitably gloating—

“Game, start..”