National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

That lake is magical.

Although it is not known how it was formed, it is obvious that it can have a hidden effect on some specific objects and creatures.

Only half of the little green people's heads were exposed, and everyone could only see half of their heads floating on the water.

With their eyes exposed, nothing appears underwater.

This scene is as strange as the first sight of eyes underwater.

"Take us with you!"

"We're going to fight the Sandman too!"

"It's decided, we want to take back the territory!"

"Huh? The Sand People were born first. Did we show up and take over their territory first?"

"Which side are you on?"

"Whatever, I'm going to grab the territory!"

"..."

These little green people with green heads and eyes made clear sounds with their mouths underwater.

Based on the content of their words, they had some understanding of the conversation between Jiang Yuan and others and the captured little green man.

"Did you hear what we just said?" Paimon returned to Jiang Yuan and pointed the horn in his hand at the little green people floating up.

"heard it."

"Can't hear clearly."

"Are you going to fight the sand man? It's the little golden man you call him."

"This title becomes ugly even when used on sand people."

"Together we will!"

The prop in Paimon's hand made a deafening sound.

"It's true! It's true! It's true! It's true..."

It screamed many times in succession, causing the person holding it to throw it to Jiang Yuan and hide behind the thunder hammer.

Jiang Yuan tried to put it back into his backpack and take it out again, but it finally stopped making noise.

"Is this thing broken?" Paimon flew over vigilantly, as if he was afraid that the trumpet prop would sound again.

"Probably not." Jiang Yuan decided to test it. He pointed the prop at Paimon, "You can say anything you want."

"What did you say?" Paimeng asked tentatively, "Jiang Yuan is the shortest in the team?"

"It's true! It's true!" The speaker only repeated it twice this time.

"..." Jiang Yuan silently raised his eyes and looked at Paimeng.

If you don't count Paimon, he is at the bottom of the team in height.

But there was also Burns, who looked like a boy in human form and was about the same height as him.

Why did Paimon decide that he was the shortest?

"Hehe," Paimon smiled sheepishly, "I was thinking of your height in other forms...ah, it seems that this prop is not broken!"

Paimon's ability to change the subject was as poor as Jiang Yuan's.

Jiang Yuan withdrew his gaze.

"Oh," he said into the speaker, "Pamon is emergency food."

"It's true! It's true!"

"Hmph, I'm back to the first name I was given!" Pamon put his hands on his hips, "We're settled!"

In short, this prop is definitely not broken.

Then why did this thing scream so many times in succession?

Teammates gathered around.

"Burns, you know what?"

Burns, who knows the most about props, spread his hands: "I don't know, I haven't used them before."

"I have some ideas. I have seen trialists use similar props before," Zachary said thoughtfully. "Is it judging the truth or falsehood of so many little green men's words, and then giving the answers one by one? "

The crowd fell into contemplation.

"It's possible." Paimon thought this might be the reason, "How can it be both intelligent and unintelligent at the same time."

"It's true! It's true!"

When Paimon was talking, Jiang Yuan pointed the prop at her.

"How about we call it retardation."

No one present objected.

The little green people politely waited for them to finish the discussion before asking: "Little green people, are you talking about us?"

"I like green!"

"The little green man sounds much better than the little golden man!"

"Speaking of which, what is the name of our tribe?"

"do not know."

"Then let's call him the little green man."

"Ok, Ok!"

"Nice!"

"..."

Everyone seemed to have seen the process of the Sand Man changing his name to the Little Golden Man.

"According to the naming method of the Sand People, was your original ethnic group called Tree People or Grass People?" Eliezer asked casually.

He didn't realize there was anything wrong with the name, but the audience in the live broadcast room reacted.

"The straw man?"

"You're wrong."

"We are the ones who are wrong."

"Does this grass refer to a serious plant?"

"Otherwise, what's the point? Isn't grass just a plant?"

"Are the brothers in front of you honest or just pretending?"

"Suddenly, my face hurts. Wait a minute. I'll ask my wife if there are any marks from the wheel on her face."

"What? You have a wife?"

"Spike out and stick out!"

"No one with a wife deserves to be in this live broadcast room! Who doesn't know that all of us in the live broadcast room are singles!"

"What a single guy? I'm a lone wolf!"

"Wolfdog?"

"Car? What car? Why don't I understand anything?"

"Pretend, continue to pretend!"

"Compared to tree people and grass people, the little green men are really nice to hear. They match their appearance, are catchy, easy to remember, and have the same specifications as the little golden man next door."

"Is it necessary to write out the things in parentheses..."

"..."

When the audience in the live broadcast room discussed the original names of the little green people, a little green person blinked his pure eyes and replied to Alizer: "How do you know!"

"Ah?" Eliezer was surprised, "Are you really called Tree People?"

"No, we were called straw men, but now we're called little green men."

Jiang Yuan didn't need to read the barrage to know how the audience in the live broadcast room would react.

Therefore, he had no intention of watching those barrages that allowed him to let himself go without having to face anyone face to face.

"Okay little green people, do you really want to go to the desert outside the oasis with us to communicate with the little golden people?" He brought up business.

"Go!" "Seize the territory!" "Want to take revenge!"

The little green people were very determined.

"can."

Jiang Yuan did not have a long-term relationship with the little green people, nor did he have a long-term relationship with the little golden people. They were responsible for finding a way to pass the trial. They did not intend to interfere with the grudges between the two clans.

Anyway, let them decide what to do, they just follow along and judge when they need to fight.

In fact, there is a simpler way, which is to get rid of all the indigenous people here.

If there are no living creatures, what kind of trial can there be?

But Jiang Yuan and others are not devils, so how could they do this?

Unless the Tower of Trial accurately prompts them to deal with the indigenous people here.

At least for now, there is no need to consider this extreme customs clearance method.

The little green people cheered when they heard Jiang Yuan and others agreed.

The little green man who was caught alone was let go by Eliezer and got into the water.

The next moment, Jiang Yuan's multi-person team saw the little green people swish back into the water.