After a moment, a fat man with a slightly bloated figure came.

The fat man was wearing dark gray shorts, his socks almost exceeded his knees, and he was wearing a pair of big-headed leather shoes. He also draped a parachute on his body, sneaking and very funny.

"Ford?"

Martin knew this fat man. Although the fat man was not his classmate, he basically knew all the students of the same grade.

If it were only Ford, even if it was injured, it might not be impossible to deal with it. The problem is that Ford himself has low abilities and is careless. Before Ford came, he heard Ford's footsteps first.

What if someone is following behind Ford?

Don't stop him from catching the cicadas by then, he will be cheaper than the oriole behind him.

At this time, Ford saw the corpse on the ground and immediately stepped forward excitedly and searched the corpse. He picked up a sound-silenced pistol, let out two hehes, and then inserted it into his trouser pocket.

But before he could search for the second prop, an arrow suddenly shot from behind him and shot directly through his head.

"Sure enough, someone." Martin's heart sterned and stared at Ford's back.

A masked girl came over quickly, squatted beside Ford's body, searched quickly, quickly stuffed a few props into her backpack, and turned around and wanted to leave.

At this time, Martin suddenly took action.

Because he did not exchange the flying knife, he directly used the dagger in his hand as a flying knife.

Although his left hand was not seriously injured, his strength was very scientific, and his strength was still far greater than that of most students today. This throwing force was enough to knock any enemy through.

The girl was caught off guard and her abdomen was pierced by a short sword, but she did not die immediately.

She fell to the ground and immediately rolled to the front. While vomiting blood in pain, she pulled out an exquisite small pistol from behind and fired several shots around.

Because she didn't know the location of the sneak attacker, she could only shoot based on her feelings.

After seven bullets were shot, she moved back while checking whether Ford had any medication to treat his injuries.

When she chose, she chose a pistol, a crossbow, and a parachute. Therefore, when she was injured, she could only place her hope on Ford's props.

But soon she became desperate.

Ford's props are simply a scam. What the hell are two packs of donuts, and what the hell is toilet paper?

Not far away, Martin quietly waited for the girl's death. The other party had weapons in his hand, and he could not underestimate him even if he was injured.

What is the first survival class in Mobis College teaching students?

How to pretend to be dead perfectly!

What is the second survival class taught?

Teach students to accurately grasp their own strength. Different strengths have different fighting styles, and you must know what you want!

Martin is very clear about his strength, so he knows what he should do now to survive better. Some students may regard the virtual battlefield as a game, but he treats the virtual battlefield as a real battlefield and goes all out.

"come out!"

At this time, the girl was a little desperate.

She has no medicine and is targeted by a secret enemy, and it is almost impossible to escape.

Once she turns around and wants to escape, the consequence is that she is stabbed with another sword, and the next time it may be a fatal attack.

Martin was speechless, still hiding in the grass and watching the girl.

He is like a Komodo dragon, hiding in a safe place after launching a deadly attack, quietly waiting for the death of his prey.

The girl suddenly started crying, and then picked up the crossbow and shot it around. After all the arrows were shot, she changed the bullets of the pistol and shot blindly at the surroundings again.

Martin frowned slightly, the other party was consuming his resources.

He has regarded the props in the other party's hand as his props, and of course he cannot let the other party waste it anymore.

But just as he was about to take action, a skeleton wearing a black cloak and holding a huge sickle suddenly appeared behind the girl.

The girl also noticed something behind her and immediately turned around with difficulty. When she saw the skeleton, she immediately screamed. The skeleton raised the sickle in her hand and cut off the girl's head directly.

It bent down and picked up the girl's head and left slowly. When it passed by Martin, it seemed to stay for a second, but then left.

About fifteen minutes after the skeleton left, Martin's heartbeat suddenly revived, his eyes widened and he took a deep breath.

He pretended to die without any hesitation just now.

The moment the skeleton appeared, he realized that one of the difficulties in the test of the island was probably the god of death.

There is a god of death in this isolated island, and students will surely die as long as they encounter it.

No wonder the test is to survive until the last moment, and there are these gods of death. Not to mention killing each other, it is not easy to avoid the god of death alone.

And there is one thing that must be considered, that is, when is the last moment?

It could be a month or a year.

Martin quickly walked to the girl, picked up her backpack, and after checking the props, he immediately walked to Ford and another bloody body, not knowing which fool it was.

After collecting props, he quickly left.

He thought as he walked: "Since there is already food, find a place to rest first."

Although he was extremely physically and energetic, his injuries and silent contest with the girl made him a little tired and he needed to rest.

At this moment, he suddenly heard gunfire coming from not far away.

Then he heard the boy's cry of collapse intermittently: "There are monsters on this island, why can't they be killed? Is this a bug? Run!!!"

"Get closer to me, you must hide it!"

Martin's ears moved slightly, he immediately glanced around, and then hid in the bush forest not far away.

After a moment, a boy ran over quickly, shooting while running. Behind him, a man wearing a two-meter-high hat and extremely thin figure was chasing him.

Bai Wuchang?

Martin narrowed his eyes slightly, holding his breath the next moment he was about to pretend to be dead.

Obviously, there is not only the god of death, but also the black and white impermanence, and there may even be monsters such as bullheads and horses.

Death can avoid it by pretending to be dead, but whether Bai Wuchang's mechanism is consistent with Death is still unknown at present, so Martin did not pretend to be dead immediately, but observed it first.

Finally, Bai Wuchang ran past the bush and continued to chase the boy away.

Martin frowned slightly in the bush forest. Bai Wuchang had just noticed him clearly, but did not attack him, but instead ignored his existence.

There must be a problem here!

Judging from Bai Wuchang's behavior of chasing the boy closely, it shows that it will indeed attack the students.

Martin got up from the bush, thought about it and walked forward, and after a moment he saw a student's body. The wounds of the body were very obvious, and he died of a headshot than a bullet. "So that's it."

When Martin saw the corpse, he immediately understood.

Whether it is Death or Bai Wuchang, it is not a blind act, but a pursuit of those students who have killed other students.

Killing is prohibited on this isolated island, or killing will provoke monsters. As for whether there is a way to resolve it, it is still unknown.

Moreover, whether there are other monsters on this island and what the operating mechanisms of those monsters are, it is also unknown at present, so Martin found that it was not easy to survive on this island.

Next, Martin continued to move forward.

He had already recorded the location he had fallen in the air. The location he was going to is a cliff. He planned to prepare a safe house near the cliff.

Fortunately, he did not kill the girl, and the girl was found by the god of death because she killed Ford first. The god of death was the god of death, not him.

Therefore, he was not entangled by the god of death or the impermanence of black and white.

Half an hour later, he came to a cliff on the isolated island, and then climbed down with one hand.

This is not difficult for him. The real difficulty is finding a suitable location and using a dagger to chisel a safe house, which will take him a lot of time.

Half an hour later, he found a suitable location and began to use a dagger to hit the cliff.

Opening a safe house is not a cave. He only needs to dig a notch three meters long, half a meter wide and half a meter thick on the cliff, enough to let himself lie down and rest.

With his current strength, this is not something that cannot be done.

An hour and a half later, he completed the construction of the safe house, so he quickly lay in the notch and quickly entered a state of rest.

He slept for two hours, and after waking up, he bent down and hung his legs in the air, and began to check his spoils.

He hadn't checked what he got before, and now he had the energy to determine the props he had.

First of all, a pistol with a sound silence is full of bullets, which is not bad.

And two packs of donuts?

Then he saw a large bag of tissues. What exactly does Ford want to do in the virtual battlefield?

He took apart the donut and picked up one and ate it. Although the tissue was not very effective, the food was still useful. At least his hunger was fading rapidly.

Ten minutes later, he finished a pack of donuts and packed the bags, and he began to treat his injuries.

First of all, the fingers with bone fractures must be treated, and the treatment method is to cut off!

Although it is very inconvenient to cut off three fingers, compared to treating bone fractures, this is the easiest way to deal with them at present.

The main reason is that every time he wants to exert force, there will be severe pain in these three broken fingers, so that his strength cannot be perfectly exerted.

It’s not that he underestimated the students of the same grade. In fact, even if he only had two fingers left, these students were not as strong as him and could not beat him.

He endured the pain and cut off three fingers directly, but did not throw them away, but put them in his backpack.

If the test lasts for a long time, these three fingers are also his food choices.

After bandaging the wound, he determined that it was evening, so he simply stopped moving and quietly waited for the night to fall.

Although it was not yet night, he could bet on a pack of spicy strips. Those unethical teachers would definitely not let them go, and would definitely toss them hard at night.
Chapter completed!