into the sheath

Is I still afraid that you will fail?

Tang Heng sneered in his heart.He did not evade to fight back, clenched the dagger in his hand and put it down to face the attack of the giant scorpion, and charged forward.

Seeing him approaching, the giant scorpion threw its tail hook sideways and slammed it heavily at him, but it didn't expect Tang Heng to just feint, and instead attacked the other side where it was unprepared due to its movements!

The blade pierced through the hard shell, sank deeply into the inside, and then, like the previous rounds, it pressed against the hard rock in its body.The giant scorpion shook its body vigorously due to the pain, trying to throw away the thing that hurt it, but the dagger that pierced into the body remained motionless in Tang Heng's hand.

Finally, there was a crisp sound of "click", the huge body of the giant scorpion swayed a few times, struggled unwillingly, and finally fell down, and then quickly disappeared into a stream of information.

Only then did Tang Heng let out a foul breath.

He shook his sore arm, and flicked the blade of the short knife in a good mood.

I don't know what material this knife is made of, but it's quite sharp.

……

After passing two more levels, Tang Heng stopped before the tenth level.

At this moment, a prompt box suddenly popped up, which indicated in red letters that his access rights only end here.

This kind of strict restriction made Tang Heng very unhappy, like a box of candy placed in front of a sweet child, but was ordered by the parents to only look at it and not eat it.

Tang Heng randomly clicked on the interface a few times, but still didn't get any response.Just as he was about to exit, he took a casual glance and noticed a line of inconspicuous small words at the bottom.

Sentry Mode - Level [-]

The user name that follows is his string of garbled characters.

This is... a usage log?Tang Heng guessed, curiously pointing to that location.After a brief loading, another interface was displayed in front of him.

Tang Heng ignored the data on the first line and scrolled down again.

Sentry Mode——No.30 Level [-]

Sentry Mode——No.20 Seven Levels

Sentry Mode——No.30 Five Levels

……

With hundreds of pieces of data, the levels generally fluctuate around 25 levels, and the lowest level does not exceed [-].

Looking at the dense records, Tang Heng couldn't help being a little stunned.

It turns out that this oval cabin is still being used.This was his first thought.

Tang Heng didn't know the specific difficulty level of the level, but judging from his only impression, among the Sentinels, those who could reach this level were already outstanding.After all, what is tested here is not only fighting skills, but also the construction of mental barriers, the use of the five senses...even physical fitness.

Tang Heng was reluctant to recall the experience of being chased all over the map by three giant centipedes in level No.20 when he entered the oval cabin for the first time.

It's a pity that the username is covered by a mask, so I don't know if it's from the same person.

Tang Heng touched the five-character mask, feeling a little regretful.

Out of curiosity, he ran to the "wizard mode" to take another look.

Compared with those data in "Sentinel Mode", the records here are more scattered.

The number of levels in the record is so scattered that there is no pattern at all. There are even single digits, and the number is only more than 40. Even the scroll bar on one side is much longer than that on the other side.

Tang Heng looked at the last item, but his eyes widened.

I saw that one record impressively displayed: Wizard Mode——No.40 Nine Levels

Tang Heng heard from his "friend" that there are only a hundred levels in the oval cabin, half of which are in the two modes.

In other words, fifty levels is the limit.

Sure enough, it's not the same person.Tang Heng glanced at the uniform five-character mask again, thinking silently.He has lived for more than 20 years, and he has never met anyone who is both a "sentry" and a "guide".

If it really existed, he really wanted to see it.

Coming out of the oval cabin, Tang Heng felt hunger belatedly, and his body was a little tired, but his spirit was still excited.

He ran to take a shower, and poured himself two bags of nutritional supplements like a cow's drink, then returned to the guest bedroom, and fell asleep.

Perhaps because he was really tired, he slept very deeply this time.Consciousness floats.

Tang Heng felt that he had a dream.

That dream took place in an unfamiliar aircraft.There is another person besides myself.But because the light inside the aircraft was too dark, the man was hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see the man's face clearly.

The content of the dream was messy and fuzzy. Tang Heng seemed to have fought with that person, and also seemed to have received a long and charming kiss. The heat of the air rose with the ambiguity, burning his whole body very hot.

He seemed to have bitten him, and the blood in his mouth smelled like rust and was a little sweet.