Seeing the blown hair on the 17th, trembling and disappearing in front like a cauliflower, Lin Sanjiu shook his head and pressed down the speed again.

The wind blew loudly on the runway, like a burst of dense sharp knives, vowing to cut off human flesh. In the sound of panting, footsteps and heartbeat, Lin Sanjiu vaguely heard the large forces of players in the rear also follow up, and ran past her one by one——

She glanced up tiredly and found that there were more than 40 people when she set out, but now there are less than 20 left; I don't know when, the players are like the ice and snow in early spring, unknowingly melting.

I don't know how many people she accidentally sent on the road.

Just as Lin Sanjiu sighed in his heart, a bubble appeared in the air not far in front of her faintly, bit by bit - it was the player with a beard.

I don't know how many races this is. Instead of being implicated by Lin Sanjiu just now, he nodded at her when they passed by.

Another young male player is not so peaceful; When he caught up, he shouted, "just now, I really his mother thank you!"—— Maybe it was almost swallowed by time; More people still have numbness on their faces, and even the pain of running all the way down seems to have no strength to show on their faces.

Maybe he won't let her run forward on the 17th just to ensure his first place; However, in order to see how the leading players spent the next half of the competition, Lin Sanjiu also deliberately kept his position at the back of the middle - here, the time is probably less than a minute away from her.

The queen of soul wilted and collapsed on the plastic shell of her rocket, barely catching up and staring at the light and shadow behind; Time looks like a transparent spirit snake, flashing and writhing, and can't wait to choose people to bite.

"Huh?"

After staring at it for a while, it suddenly gave a dry doubt.

"So what?"

"That white fat man," the queen of soul turned her head, and after she saw the visitor clearly, she cried out in surprise, "he, he is still alive!"

Lin Sanjiu almost tripped over her own foot - she must be crazy. She swept back quickly, and at first glance she didn't even see where the white fat man was; Just then, her eyes widened.

"What... What's going on?"

An identical white skinned fat man was staggering and running behind another player with a painful face. It was the white fat man who had been swallowed up by time twice. The only difference is that compared with the second time, his size is smaller. No wonder the soul queen didn't see him at the beginning - he is about 1.6 meters tall now. His head, body, hands, feet and body fat seem to have shrunk in a certain proportion.

None of the other players met by time can survive, only this fat man who doesn't know what to do——

This idea had just flashed through Lin Sanjiu's mind, and the white fat man suddenly waved his hand in her direction.

"Is he calling us?" The queen of souls stared at him for a moment and asked with a little uncertainty.

This question was soon answered by the cry of the white fat man - he seemed to be desperate and pushed forward for a while, his skin and flesh swaying like waves; After getting closer, his cry crossed more than 20 runways and came faintly: "help, help me!"

Lin Sanjiu glanced at him. Before she could make a sound, the fat man shouted intermittently and rushed in her direction: "you, you can... You can save my life, I really can't run any faster..."

Hesitated for a moment, Lin Sanjiu looked back.

The transparent light and shadow representing time flickered behind, and the earth looked slightly deformed under it; I don't know how many people time has swallowed since the start of the race, and how many people died because of her.

"How can I save you?" She turned her head and shouted to the fat man.

"Let me be like her, will you?" The white fat man ran closer, and the high nose, deep eyes and gray blue eyes on his big fat face became clearer: "I... I promise, I won't slow down your speed!"

Already carrying a soul queen on his body, and another one meter six fat man, then Lin San Jiu doesn't have to run away, just wait for time to swallow her - seeing her shaking her head like a rattle, the white fat man was anxious, and immediately shouted, "don't carry, don't carry! Drag, drag me to run... Is it all right?"

"Why are you so unconscious," the soul queen who got on the car first hissed, "you are very fat and heavy. Take you with you, and we will -"

Before he finished speaking, the white fat man suddenly clenched his teeth, bent his neck as if he had made up his mind, and then unexpectedly opened his body at the waist.

Lin Sanjiu almost thought he saw another soul in a blink of an eye; In the soul Queen's stuttering exclamation, the white fat man's waist was like a zipper, which easily divided his whole body into two halves.

As the old body fell softly to the ground, a white fat man smaller than the one meter six white fat man emerged from the inside - the new one, who had just reached Lin San's waist, was still the same fat, and his voice was sharp again: "wait!"

Speaking, the little fat man bowed his head and opened his waist again.

The white fat man who drilled out for the second time was only as big as Lin Sanjiu's calf.

Looking at the old body behind him, which was big and small and fell to the ground like a shell, Lin Sanjiu almost stopped thinking; Otherwise, Bai Pang screamed at her hard for a few times, for fear that she couldn't return to her senses at all - as soon as she woke up, she quickly reached out and picked up Bai Pang.

Because she shrank too small, if she didn't help again, the other party would fall behind in time because her legs were short. Fortunately, the white fat man of this size finally didn't sink. She threw him at the soul queen and asked, "what's the matter? Is that why you escaped from time?"

Bai Pang narrowly escaped death and breathed for a long time. "This, this is my ability... If it weren't for it, I would die the first time I was swallowed by time."

[Russian dolls]

Only citizens of a country called Russia can develop this skill. Once the ability takes shape, the evolutionist immediately passively becomes a string of "big baby sets little baby" forms; Every time you upgrade your ability, you can set up another "yourself". Don't care which one is the real self, because they are all.

Generally speaking, the damage inflicted on the outer body will be isolated from the inner doll, so as to ensure that the evolutor will not die; Unless there is some kind of injury that can cause fatal injuries to all bodies in one breath - of course, this is not a detailed example.

"Ah," the queen of soul heard it, and couldn't help shouting, looking up and down at the white fat man: "your ability is a little similar to mine!"

"Are you also Russian?" The white fat man asked a little dumbfounded - in the Olympic environment, his voice doesn't sound like a Russian accent at all.

"No, I also like suits," said the meat bug, lying on the rocket shell and staring at the white fat man, his eyes slowly changed - as if he suddenly began to think about something: "if I wear you, I don't know which floor to wear..."

The white fat man was excited. When he was about to speak, he just heard a burst of noise from the players in front of him. Several people looked shocked, and then Lin Sanjiu heard the voice of No. 17, which was vaguely echoing in the wind: "attention, everyone! We are about to arrive at the 12th division, and the shot put game is about to begin!"

He can remind such a sentence, it is already very righteous; Lin San Jiu raised his head and looked into the distance, and his heart couldn't help lifting up.

There are a large number of people in the 12th division. Even in such an unpopular event as shot put, the players involved still gather a dense and surging dark green in the distance - between them and the runway, a full distance of thousands of meters, there are all vast oceans of shot put.

In such a rainy shot put offensive, the next test for players is not just speed.

It's probably only twoorthree minutes away from entering the shot put area——

"I repeat it again," a slow, soft, low voice suddenly sounded in the shot put area in front. The voice was not high, like a whisper in my ear, But it clearly echoed in everyone's ears: "it doesn't matter if you die, but you can't make me angry. I said, you're not important to me at all, and there's no point in it. The only point is to finish the game according to what I said. I can turn you into puppets or not, but you don't have to worry about that."

After a pause, the voice smiled softly and darkly: "give up yourself completely, crawl at my feet, and give yourself to me completely."