Nine minutes.
"Keep going!"
Lin Baici urged.
Everyone continued to advance using the same method.
After about forty meters, suddenly, Long Miaomiao shouted.
"Big Brother, there's something on the ground!"
Whoosh!
Fang Mingyuan immediately stopped and looked back.
"It's okay, it's a corpse!"
Lin Baici had good eyesight and had already seen it clearly.
Five or six meters away on the ground lay a body.
Upon closer inspection, Lin Baici found that it was an examinee; his neck bore bruise marks, his cervical vertebrae had been snapped, and his head was twisted to one side.
Gulp!
Fang Mingyuan swallowed hard.
No need to ask, this was definitely an unfortunate soul killed by those ghostly hands.
"Thank heavens, thank my ancestors for their protection!"
Fang Mingyuan muttered, gratefully looking at Lin Baici.
Without his roommate's help, he would definitely have been dead by now.
"Let's go!"