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Chapter 911

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The third position needed to run a distance of more than a hundred meters; in the case of rapid collapse, who knows how long it would take.

So the speed of this person also had to be guaranteed; she glanced at everyone and indeed there was no situation to choose from, so she could only choose Hu Bayi!

As for Wang Kaixuan, Yang Lusi didn't consider him at all.

Just like what Hu Bayi said, Wang Kaixuan's figure was simply too sturdy; looking at the fat hanging on his stomach, everyone realized that he wasn't suitable for completing these people.

No matter how positive Wang Kaixuan's thinking was, it couldn't change this fact.

Wang Kaixuan, who originally heard such an arrangement, wanted to refute or even fight for it, but the next moment Hu Bayi glared at him, which made Wang Kaixuan completely shut his mouth!

But at this time, before Yang Lusi announced it, Zhao Young Master raised his hand directly and said slowly, "Team Leader Yang, let me take this last position."

Everyone was dazed after hearing this, including those watching the live broadcast.

【What's the situation with this Zhao Young Master? Is there a bubble in his brain?】

【Still thinking of showing off at this time! Truly hopeless!】

【Doesn't he know this is a matter of nine deaths and one life?】

【It's strange to say; Zhao Young Master doesn't look like someone with such courage. Even if he wants to wash himself clean, using such a method is too much, right?】

【Perhaps he is delusional; such people are unpredictable.】

【Still not quite right; look at Zhao Young Master's determined look at this time, as if he has become a different person.】

【What can a change in will do? He doesn't have such strength himself; his legs haven't healed yet, and he wants to run such a distance; isn't that a fantasy!】

This sentence hit the nail on the head; even if Zhao Young Master had that speed, he couldn't exert it now.

The key lay in the arrow wound on his leg, which was caused by his own brain damage in the prison cell above the tomb of the Prince of Gumo at the beginning.

This kind of pain hadn't healed yet, and going to undertake such a task now, isn't that a fantasy?

And Zhang Lin inside the Crescent Hotel, before anyone asked, saw Zhao Young Master's appearance and raised a strange smile at the corner of his mouth.

In fact, he didn't expect Zhao Young Master to be so active, because what he was going to say next was the third candidate.

This third candidate was crucial; besides Zhao Young Master, others really wouldn't work.

The next moment, someone raised their hand and asked, "Mr. Zhang, is it that Zhao Young Master has been affected by the Corpse-Fragrant Konjac again, so he's gone crazy again?"

This was the only point they could think of; after all, a sudden change in a person in such an extreme situation seemed very illogical.

If Zhao Young Master's spirit had been controlled, it would bring unpredictable danger to everyone.

This was something the second archaeological team couldn't bear at all.

Zhang Lin shook his head at this time and said, "In this environment, the pollen of the Corpse-Fragrant Konjac won't have much effect anymore; the previous imaginary space has already been opened, and relatively speaking, Wang Zanghai's own layout has isolated the subsequent things."

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