I have nothing but IQ [infinity]

In the intensive training, the seventh day came before they knew it. The four of them sat on the sofa, holding their breath and waiting for the start of the second task.

At noon, a burst of white light suddenly enveloped their bodies.

When you close your eyes, you are in another world.

Qin Lige was the first to wake up. Before he opened his eyes, he felt a slight shaking under his body. He roughly guessed the current situation. When he opened his eyes, he saw a vast ocean.

They are lying on the deck of a ship.

Qin Lige got up slowly, got off the sunbathing cushion under him, and looked up at the six-story streamlined luxurious hull.

"It seems that this mission will be carried out on the ship."

The sun on the deck was warm, Qin Lige leaned on the railing, narrowed his eyes lazily: "Hey, the sun is so warm, why don't you take a nap first..."

"Sleep on your head!" Chen Zhenjun heard Qin Lige's words before opening his eyes, and angrily yelled at him.

Yin Yue and Ye Jingya also woke up one after another. Ye Jingya looked down at the mission goal written on the watch: "Kill the siren siren... who is the siren siren?"

"Siren is a sea monster with a human face and a fish body in Greek mythology. It is said that it has a singing voice like heaven. It often lures navigators with singing, causing the ship to hit the rocks and sink." Qin Lige shrugged after finishing speaking, "However, what the mission objective said Not necessarily the one in Greek mythology."

Ye Jingya frowned: "Since this is the case, if the Siren Siren who is the target of this mission has completely different characteristics, how should we find him?"

"It's impossible for the task to give unsolvable problems, so you can rest assured." Qin Lige said.

Yin Yue nodded, looked at the six strangers who were still in a coma beside her, and asked curiously, "Are these people newcomers?"

A teenager, a middle-aged man, three women, and a little boy.

This rookie lineup doesn't look very reliable.

Ye Jingya glanced at them and noticed a very good-looking woman.

The woman had long black hair and a glamorous appearance. She was wearing black shorts and shorts, her boots reached her thighs, and the thing in her trouser pocket, if I read it correctly, should be... a gun?

As if noticing their gaze, the black-haired woman's eyelashes trembled violently, and she struggled to wake up. Before she could even look around clearly, she quickly drew out her gun and looked straight at them.

Qin Lige raised his eyebrows at her: "That's right, the response is quite fast."

The woman narrowed her eyes, scanned each of them vigilantly, and finally fixed her gaze on Qin Lige: "Are you... Qin Lige?"

"Hey, it's me." Qin Lige responded with a smile, "The thing on your ear seems very interesting, what is that?"

The woman was taken aback, and the way she looked at him suddenly changed.

Qin Lige looked at the wireless earphone hanging on her left ear, and lost a little bit of her mental power, but couldn't feel the fluctuation of the signal sent or received by the earphone.

Qin Lige said: "It seems that it can't be used. Could it be a broken communicator?"

The woman's face was serious, she raised the gun in her hand, pointed at Qin Lige: "Who the hell are you? Where is this place?"

Chen Zhenjun frowned, and was about to step forward, Ye Jingya had already drawn out her gun, and stepped in front of Qin Lige, facing the barrel of the woman's gun.

The atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out, but Qin Lige, who was the person involved, was still calm and composed. He even reached out and grabbed Ye Jingya's hand, dragging her behind him.

The woman was a little surprised, she narrowed her eyes and looked at him, sneered: "Are you really not afraid of death?"

He is really not afraid of death.

Qin Lige smiled and pointed to the gun in the woman's hand: "Since you don't want to shoot, then put the gun down."

Judging from this woman's performance, she is not an impulsive fool.

Sure enough, the woman looked at him coldly for a while, then put the gun back into her trouser pocket, and stretched out her hand towards him, "My name is Qi Ling."

Qin Lige reached out to shake hands with her, and his skin touched the rough black glove on Qi Ling's hand, and quickly retracted it.

The woman took off her earphones, frowned and looked at the sea in the distance. Just as she was about to speak, there was a sudden commotion from the new crowd next to her.

The remaining five newcomers woke up one after another, first looked around in panic, and then shifted their eyes to Qin Lige.

Qin Lige has long been accustomed to this spotlight effect, he cleared his throat, and greeted them with a smile on his face: "Hi everyone, welcome to the horror game."

The five newcomers looked at each other. The middle-aged man wearing glasses stood up from the ground and looked at him vigilantly: "Qin Lige? Didn't you die a long time ago? Where is this?"

Standing beside Qin Lige, Chen Zhenjun suddenly thought of his anxiety when he entered the horror game before, and said earnestly: "This is one of the mission worlds of the horror game. Although everything sounds like nonsense, don't you believe it, really People will die, I almost died in the mission world in the last world..."

The boy with yellow hair curled his lips and interrupted him directly: "Who are you kidding, you said we are in a horror game now, but you can prove it to me."

Chen Zhenjun was dumbfounded, and after a few seconds he smiled ferociously, and he pressed his fist: "You want to prove it, that's fine."

"Why? Do you want to fight? Let me tell you, if you want to fight, you can't beat me." The yellow-haired boy squinted at him: "I'll beat you up later, so don't run home and look for your mother... Well!"

boom!

Everyone watched dumbfounded as the yellow-haired boy was punched flying, hit the wall hard, and then slid along the wall to the ground.

The air was quiet, Yin Yue was stunned for a moment, and hurried over to check on the yellow-haired boy's injuries: "You, are you okay! Brother Chen, you are too serious!"

Chen Zhenjun was also stunned. He didn't expect his strengthened strength to become so great, and said apologetically: "...Sorry, I didn't expect my strength to become so great."

Qin Lige glanced back, and spread his hands towards the rest of the newcomers: "Well, that's it, if you want to live, you should work hard. If you want more direct proof..."

Qin Lige pointed in the direction of Yin Yue.

The newcomers looked over subconsciously, and saw Yin Yue squatting on the ground, carefully touching the exposed skin wound of the yellow-haired boy. The pale golden light spread from her hand all the way to the bleeding wound, and the wound began to heal at a slow speed .

"Sister Yin Yue, you don't need to spend too much light power, it's almost enough." Ye Jingya frowned.

Yin Le nodded, and saw that the yellow-haired boy seemed to be waking up soon, so he withdrew his hands and went back to them.

"Since you will be teammates of the same team in the future, please introduce yourself." Ye Jingya said.

Several newcomers looked at each other and obediently reported their names.

The middle-aged man Chen Sheng, the yellow-haired boy Li Wei, among the remaining three newcomers, one is Song Qiao, a woman with long curly hair, the other is Lin Lili, a girl with short hair who looks submissive, and the last one is a boy who is about the same age as Yin Yue Min Eun.

Qin Lige looked at his watch, almost 10 minutes had passed since the start, and the protective cover was about to disappear.

He asked one last time: "Do you have any questions?"

Unexpectedly, Lin Lili, who seemed the most timid, took a few steps forward and looked at Qin Lige uneasily: "Well, I, I want to ask... can I ask you for an autograph?"

The seniors standing behind were speechless for a while, and Chen Zhenjun complained to Yin Yue in a low voice: "What's wrong with the little girls now? What's going on, you still have the mood to sign an autograph, Qin Lige will agree to the devil..."

Qin Lige said: "Okay."

Lin Lili was ecstatic, quickly found a notebook from her body, and handed it to Qin Lige.

Qin Lige asked her while signing: "Lily? Which Li?"

Lin Lili was flattered, and said cautiously: "Ja, Jasmine's Mo...ah no! It's Jasmine's Li!"

Qin Lige chuckled, and added "for the brave Lily" at the end, Lin Lili blushed, took the notebook and hugged it in her arms: "Thank you, I've been in every movie since your debut. Look at it all, I really like you, it's great that you're not dead."

When she said the last sentence, her eyes were red.

Qin Lige reached out and stroked her head tenderly: "Thank you for remembering me."

At this moment, there was a crisp breaking sound, and the protective cover gradually disappeared.

A maid in a black and white maid outfit came with a tray and smiled: "Dear guests, the master has prepared lunch and performances, please follow me."

Several people looked at each other, followed the footsteps of the maid, and after a short walk, they were led to a gorgeous gate.

"Inside is the place for lunch, please go in by yourself." The maid bowed respectfully to them.

The door has been opened, and there is a faint noise. Looking in from this angle, you can see several people holding wine glasses and staring at the sky with great interest.

"Are you watching a performance?" Yin Yue hung behind Chen Zhenjun curiously, and looked inside.

I saw a clown wearing a mask standing on the colorful stage, holding a few bottles in his hand, performing bottle throwing quickly, and the audience applauded one after another.

"Go in if you want to see it." Qin Lige patted her on the head and went in first.

A few people noticed the movement at the door, looked here a few times, and were soon attracted by the clown on the stage.

They randomly found an empty table and sat down. There was already a table of delicious food in front of them. There were dishes from all over the world, and they looked very rich.

After all, they have just come to this mission world, and the veterans are wary of not moving their chopsticks. Other newcomers don't eat when they see them, so they have to endure the hunger and quietly watch the performance on the stage.

Halfway through the performance, the clown suddenly put down his juggling props and bowed to the audience.

The host next to him immediately said: "The next performance requires a guest to perform with Mr. Clown, and Mr. Clown will step off the stage to choose a guest!"

There are a lot of people here, and electronic and human voices are mixed together. Qin Lige has encountered such a noisy environment for the first time since his telekinetic power was upgraded to the second level. He was shocked by the countless times the sound. His vision was also faintly blurred.

The clown stepped off the stage step by step, beating the drums. He glanced around, and then walked straight towards their table.

The clown stood in front of their table, stopped for a few minutes, and suddenly pulled away the middle-aged man Chen Sheng and walked towards the stage.

Seeing this, the black-haired boy Min En exclaimed in surprise: "Wow, he is so lucky to be chosen!"

Holding the hammer, Chen Zhenjun looked at Min En like an idiot: "...This kid's head is probably hopeless."

Ye Jingya turned her head and glanced at Qin Lige, seeing that he didn't say a word, she secretly clenched her gun and looked towards the stage.

The host shouted loudly on the stage: "Now let's welcome this gentleman to join Mr. Clown's performance. The next performance is, throwing a knife and shooting an apple!"

Chen Sheng originally had a calm face, but now he heard the clown's performance, and finally showed a fearful expression.

The host said: "Please put an apple on this gentleman's head, and Mr. Clown will shoot the apple with precision."

Chen Sheng looked at the shining throwing knives in the clown's hand, and took a few steps back tremblingly: "Hold, sorry, you can find someone else, I, I can't do it!"

The clown held his hand, and faced him with a smiling mask. Chen Sheng felt his hair stand on end, and before he realized it, he nodded unconsciously.

"Ha, it seems that this gentleman is willing to believe in Mr. Clown!" The host said excitedly, "Mr. Clown, please start the show!"

The clown took a few throwing knives, stepped back a few steps, and started aiming at the apple on Chen Sheng's head.

Qin Lige sat under the stage, with a light movement of his fingers, a tiny trace of thought power rushed towards the direction of the clown, but was blocked by an unknown barrier in front of him.

This barrier—is actually beside them?When did it appear?

His eyelashes twitched, and before the thought power was withdrawn from his body, the clown's throwing knife had been shot out quickly, hitting the apple on top of Chen Sheng's head.

The newcomers heaved a sigh of relief, while the seniors looked at Chen Sheng's face with a serious expression.

"It's not quite right." Chen Zhenjun said, "Look."

The audience cheered thunderously, the clown accepted the applause, and thoughtfully sent the expressionless Chen Sheng back to his seat.

Chen Sheng sat stiffly on the chair, and the moment the clown stepped onto the stage, his head suddenly fell heavily onto the table.

The long-haired woman Song Qiao screamed: "Ah!"

The gurgling blood spurted out from the back of Chen Sheng's head and splashed all over her head and face. A small silver knife was stably inserted into his head, and the clown pattern painted on the hilt was facing them.

The clown pattern looked exactly like the clown on the stage just now, but the corners of his mouth had already reached the ears. He smiled strangely, and stared straight at them with angry red eyes.

The author has something to say:

Searching for pictures of clowns in the middle of the night scared the baby to death!