The boy opened his eyes wide and had not yet come back to his senses from the joy. He had just picked up the number plate. His palm had just been lifted up, and the silver-white light pierced the palm of his hand without any time to exclaim...

Blood drifted, and the number plate clearly marked with the ‘402’ fell on the soil.

The boy screamed, his pale body retreated, covered his injured palm, and looked at the silver-white scalpel in mid-air, swaying metal buzzing like a wind chime in the bitter wind.

What exactly is this ghost thing?

Is it a knife? A knife that can fly out to attack people by itself?

This... simply subverts his cognitive scope.

The boy was sweating coldly, his eyes widened and he looked at it in horror. His mind was a little unreal, but he soon thought of the knife, which should be the man.

It obeyed the man's domination and pierced its own palm.

He deliberately put the number plate there, waiting for him to grab it, just to ambush this trick.

"That bow and arrow should be a rough mechanism that you have used to hide just now, right? First, aim the bow and arrow on the bow string at my place, then fix the entire bow to the ground or between the cracks of the rocks, then pull the bow string apart, and use nearby branches to separate the bow string. Use our conversation time, when the hardness of the branches is not as hard as the pull of the bow string, and the moment it breaks, the bow and arrow will shoot out by itself... And you can take advantage of this opportunity that I can't handle and take the opportunity to get that number card, right?"

Okabaya looked at the boy calmly. He put on his clothes and walked out of the river barefoot. The black robe wrapped around him, as if he was deposited in the depths of secludedness.

It's the first time I've been in this world for so long.

Okabaya looked at his surprised expression.

One fact that this young man obviously cannot accept is that his weapons are not high-end enough.

And the same.

When he designed himself, he also designed him.

"Your palm has been pierced. If you don't deal with it at this time, it will be easily ruined." Okabaya said slowly.

Upon hearing this, the boy's face changed. He quickly remembered that this man had announced his profession in front of all the candidates in the first round of exams, and was a doctor.

Although I don’t know how credible it is, the severe pain from my palm reminds me that what this man said may be true!

"Leave the number plate to me. I'll help you deal with it." Okabaya said to him calmly.

The boy gritted his teeth and said, "I..." Although he covered his right hand with his left hand, blood still kept flowing.

He lowered his head, looked at the blood drops, and raised his head again to look at Okata: "...please."

......

The boy wearing a hat had already applied the wound on his hand by Ogata with some of the herbs healed from nearby. Then Ogata tore off a strip of cloth from him as a simple bandage to bandage his wound.

As a condition to treat him.

Okata had an extra number plate in his hand, which read "53".

"By the way, what's your name?"

Okara put the number plate in his pocket and asked slowly.

The boy with an ugly face stared at Okata's eyes fiercely: "Enough, you have already got my number plate, we can go our own way."

"Before you leave, I think there is one more thing, I want to ask you." Okata said with a smile.

The boy said angrily: "What is it?"

"You helped me find the '16th' Donba and lead him here. I promise you to return your name card to you! How about it? You should know that your number card is only worth 1 point in my hand, but if you give it back, it is worth 3 points. In this way, you still have the hope of completing the fourth round of the exam." Okabaya slowly negotiated the conditions and said seriously.

The boy snorted coldly: "Do you think I should believe you?"

"What else? I think I was eliminated?" Okaba asked him.

Hearing Okaga's words, the boy was silent for a long time, his eyes changed: "Okay, I'll find a way to lure him over. But I hope you keep your word... Otherwise I will cause you trouble."

"Yeah." Okata nodded slightly.

Looking at him leaving, Okabaya looked around and it was relatively quiet. If there were other people there at this time, it would only mean that this person had superb hiding methods.

He found a tree, jumped up, and jumped up.

Okata sat on the thick tree trunk and picked a fruit in his hand. He sniffed it and felt that it should taste good.

He took a light bite and it turned out to be sweet and juicy, which temporarily satisfy the desire for the mouth.

On this island, there are abundant resources, so what you eat is easy to solve. Just hunting a rabbit can fill your stomach.

Okara stared at the movements under the tree, waiting for Dunba to come to him on his own initiative.
Chapter completed!