Chapter 98

Hook nodded readily: "You two can catch people together. I don't believe you'll be able to find us accurately this time!"

Saying this, Hook announced the start of the game.

March 7th and Stelle turned around, and Hook and the others quickly ran off.

However, Stelle, who had just turned around, suddenly saw March 7th flick her fingers, and ice-attribute power transformed into ice beads that flew automatically onto the backs of Hook and the others. Stelle's mouth twitched.

In no time at all, March 7th turned around leisurely, quite effectively following the traces she had left behind, sensing the ice-attribute power, and finding them one by one.

She easily found the three of them, including Hook.

"How is that possible!"

"What the hell!"

Seeing March 7th find them accurately once again, Hook looked shocked, staring at March 7th in disbelief: "Why is it like this?"

She had clearly hidden inside a mine cart, covered by minerals, yet this woman was still able to find her!

"It's because I have a pair of eyes good at discovering things."

March 7th said with a smile: "A bet is a bet, Hook."

If she couldn't find them under these circumstances, that would truly be hell.

"Damn it."

Seeing March 7th's smiling face, Hook was furious.

She closed her eyes, wearing an expression of resignation to her fate: "As the leader of the Moles, I actually fell into the hands of you bad guys. Beat me or punish me, do as you please."

"Why do you have so much drama?"

Seeing Hook's appearance, March 7th smiled and said: "Stay here for now. Big sister is going to find the others. You have to honor your bet."

Saying this, she leisurely pulled Stelle along and walked toward the next trace of ice-attribute power she had left behind.

Soon, they arrived in front of a man wearing overalls.

Stelle: "?????"

March 7th: "?????"

Seeing this man in overalls, Stelle looked at March 7th in confusion.

Didn't they say they were looking for children playing hide-and-seek? Why find a stranger?

"How? This makes no sense."

March 7th also had a look of disbelief, looking the man in overalls up and down.

Her sensing wasn't wrong; the ice-attribute power was indeed left on the other party, which proved that this man in overalls in front of them was the little brat from before.

How did he turn into this in the blink of an eye?

They were clearly two different people.

"Could it be some kind of disguise technique?"

The next second, March 7th suddenly thought of something and narrowed her eyes.

Her sensing couldn't be wrong, and there was indeed the trace of ice-attribute power she had left on the other party.

But the person wasn't the same person; he had clearly used a disguise technique.

Are children nowadays this capable?

Stelle was looking at the man in overalls, squinting: "My keen intuition tells me this person is not quite right."

"Look, what are you looking at?"

Seeing March 7th and Stelle surrounding him, staring at him, the man in overalls swallowed: "You, what do you want?"

Although he spoke, the voice was very crisp, making it clear to anyone that it was a child's voice, not a man's.

"As expected."

Hearing this voice, March 7th nodded: "It's you, I've found you."

"Nonsense!"

Hearing March 7th, the man in overalls was like a chicken hit by a basketball, hurriedly saying: "Have you ever seen an eight-year-old child this old?"

Stelle: "......."

March 7th: "........"

Hearing this, Stelle's eyelids twitched; this disguise technique was too poor.

This is eight years old?

"Stop disguising."

March 7th was expressionless: "Your voice can't be disguised, and you said eight years old. You look at least like an adult man, and you say you're eight?"

"I!"

Hearing March 7th, the man in overalls turned pale, and with a "poof," he dissipated, turning back into his original child form.

"Damn it!"