In the case that the difficulty of the elves increases with the number of appearances, of course, the earlier the capture, the better.

Everyone understands this truth, but the reason why theory is theory is that once it is implemented into action, it is completely different.

But they can't do it!

If they say the same thing in the same tone, the roommates may think they are stimulated crazy.

But after Tang Xinjue said it, no one in 606 raised any objection.

Once they make a decision, no matter how difficult it is, they will go head-to-head and never back down.

The roar of the elves mixed with the shouts of the examinees, and the stench and blood in the air increased every minute and every second, representing that one elves were successfully captured.

Third floor. The shield girl put away her cloak, tore off a Band-Aid and slapped it on her arm.

Ma Xiaobo hesitated: "...Sister, this Band-Aid doesn't seem to be as big as your wound, can this work?"

Above the tossing and shaking cloak, the shield girl's arm slashed by the elf claws was bleeding profusely, and the Band-Aid was soaked in blood almost instantly, but the girl didn't seem to notice.

The shield girl glanced down, her face unchanged: "I don't have a bandage."

Ma Xiaobo: “…”

Why can you say this sentence so plainly? ? Is this the world of the strong? ? !

He touched his pocket in a panic, and was a little hasty when he was caught by the elf, and he didn't bring any medicine. So I cautiously looked at the three silent boys on the other side of the balcony, trying to get close:

"Well, brothers, can you help me and borrow a bit of hemostatic medicine? Or bandages. Some of my classmates are injured. Look..."

He thought that the shield boss was famous, and ordinary candidates would definitely not refuse in this situation. However, I didn't expect that only my own voice was embarrassing alone in the air, but the other side ignored it.

If the two boys who were leaning against the corner and shivering like a penalty stand still glanced at him, then the masked man leaning on the guardrail alone did not even lift his eyelids, just like just now The elves turned a blind eye when they jumped up.

"Don't get close to them." Just when Ma Xiaobo was at a loss, the girl in the shield sounded coldly: "They are informers."

“???!!!”

Ma Xiaobo almost bit his tongue and stepped back so fast that he almost flashed his waist.

Catching the shaky Ma Xiaobo, the shield girl glanced at Yueqiang.

To her surprise, since Yueqiong and Tang Xinjue failed to **** the elves, the whole person became quiet for some reason, and even this wave of elves jumped up to the third floor, he did not The meaning of taking action is to let the shield girl take away two of them by herself.

Girls don't believe that he can show good intentions, most of them are brewing some conspiracy.

Yue Qiong's eyes are indifferent and indifferent to the eyes of the outside world.

He didn't move, first because he was injured, and secondly because he was afraid of the girls in 606, especially the toilet.

He couldn't understand himself, why the toilet could hit him, why the rules of the game did not stop him... Does the other party have any special ability, and can even deceive the rules?

In a place that ordinary people can't see, a black fog is slowly swimming around his heart, like a needle thread that is automatic without wind, as if repairing something.

The two sides have different thoughts, and neither of them speaks. Only Ma Xiaobo looked at it blankly and carefully for a long time, but in the end, it could not hinder his conscience, and he said to the shield girl: "Otherwise, I will go to your dormitory and look for it. Are there any bandages?"

I don't know if it is because the place where the elf scratches is also poisonous. Judging from the amount of blood, Ma Xiaobo is afraid that she will lose too much blood and die.

Besides, he might not be able to help much by standing on the balcony, so he might as well do something within his power.

After getting permission, Ma Xiaobo breathed a sigh of relief, and cautiously walked into the bedroom and began to search.

At the same time, the remaining elves climbed to the sixth floor.

Exactly as Tang Xinjue had guessed, after being arrested by the candidates on the fifth floor, the number of elves left at this moment was not much or not, just five.

Tang Xinjue and Zheng Wanqing looked at each other and flew up.

Guo Guo, who had the worst melee ability, arranged as planned in the back, and her eyelids trembled involuntarily when she saw the elf jumping up with her teeth and claws.

"I don't know how the game got its name. It's still a elf. I think it's almost like a green-faced tusk monster. University town really likes this thing falling from the sky?…"

She whispered, and quickly split the firework and tied it to the lucky bow and arrow, and then pulled the bow with her back teeth.

Boom!

All four arrows shot!

This is a plan they just came up with.

These "elves" generally don't jump on the same balcony, they are basically far apart. If you want to catch them all at once, you have to attract them in other ways.

As the second round of elves increased in strength, their temper and aggression also rose sharply.

Hate is also useful in this case.

Sure enough, all the elves shot by the lucky bow and arrows roared in anger, and the scales stood up on the bowed back. After discovering that it was a skinny little girl who attacked them, she immediately sprinted with her claws.

"Their physical strength has indeed strengthened a lot." Tang Xinjue solved one and tightened the cloak:

"It's just that my brain hasn't caught up."

The second elf slammed down high, Tang Xinjue put her toes a little on the fence, and threw her body backwards through the clothes pole, avoiding the fangs and claws. Cover these two with extreme speed.

The cloth in his hand sank continuously, and there are two Poke Balls in his hand.

"Two left."

Zhang You looked at the cloak a little worriedly. There were already six Poké Balls inside. Even if you didn’t mention the weight, there wasn’t much room left for Elves.

Tang Xinjue was not in a hurry, and swayed the cloak back and forth.

Then, in full view, the basketball-sized bulge in the cloak began to shrink rapidly, and in less than half a second it became the size of the mouth of a bowl. Somewhat empty.

"When the number reaches a certain level, these pokeballs will automatically become smaller. After all, we still have to use cloaks, and the game must at least stay alive."

Tang Xinjue shoved a elf into the balcony with a backhand on the toilet, swinging sideways on one knee to the top of the other elf's pitted head, the mental force and the cloak pressed down at the same time, causing the monster to emit A sharp howl.

A second before she was about to put it in, Tang Xinjue's movements stopped abruptly.

She raised her eyes, Zheng Wanqing and the three were dealing with another elf that fell on the balcony. The elves were vicious and agile, but the three experienced combatants did not give in too much, and quickly suppressed the monster.

Zhang You is thinking about finding something to tie the elves first, and then collect them when Tang Xinjue comes down. But suddenly it turned black - the cloak was thrown over by Tang Xinjue, and it was falling on her hand.

Tang Xinjue's words are concise and comprehensive: "You will receive first."

"Why—" Zhang You stopped in the middle of the question and understood.

The last remaining spirit in each round will automatically mutate and upgrade.

If Tang Xinjue takes away the one above, then the three of them will be the first to face the mutant monster.