Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

--Rest.

In the fifth round, everyone got into the snail shells, and the mud was clean.

The sound of the golden ball hitting stopped, and no one came out.

Then the frog drilled out of the mud and croaked twice. There were no insects to eat, so it lay bored in the mud.

Shen Mo took advantage of the cover of the snail shell to observe the frog and found that the frog's eyes had recovered a bit, but there were still scars.

This shows that his attack was effective.

As long as the injury is serious enough, it will be difficult to recover. Maybe next time he can try other parts…

…

Time passed by.

No one came out to look for the ball, and the frog did not take the initiative to attack. The situation before them reached a stalemate.

I don't know who started it, everyone started chatting across the snails--

"The mud is collapsing too fast. It would be nice if the ball could jump a few times less. If there are fewer holes, it will be easier to find."

"How can it be so easy? There are so many snails, unless you can push them away, um…" The speaker seemed to be using his strength, and after a while he said, "It's too heavy! But it can be pushed."

"Don't bother, there are at least a hundred snails in this hole, even if you can push it, can you push every one away? The ball will either hit this one or that one, this method won't work."

"Then what should we do? Every time the frog rolls in the mud, the wound will heal by more than half, how can we kill it…"

"Let's wait and see what happens next round…"

Everyone was discussing in low voices, mostly talking and laughing, Hui Ge and Monkey occasionally chimed in.

The fifth round passed without incident.

During the countdown to the sixth round, Teacher Cheng woke up.

Although the man woke up, his mind was still in a trance. Seeing that most of his body was soaked in the mud, he sighed in a daze: "What can I say about death, my body is like a mountain, alas, it seems that I have come to an end in this life. …"

Tan Xiao couldn't understand, so he picked a big snail and patted the shell and said to Teacher Cheng: "Old man, come here! It's spacious here!"

Cheng Wei looked over at the sound, and saw that although Tan Xiao was in a mess, his face was still full of energy, and his heart was suddenly filled with mixed feelings.

"I'm old, I'm old, I'm not as optimistic and positive as you young people when things happen, I have to learn from you."

He shook his head and sighed, got up slowly supporting his legs, and waded through the mud.

Tan Xiao was impatient, so he waded over in a few steps, carried the old man on his back, and complained, "It's not like you're in your seventies or eighties, what kind of uncle are you pretending to be, hurry up! The countdown is about to end!"

Teacher Cheng hummed from his shoulder.

The snail that Tan Xiao was looking for was big, and there was still room for two people to get in. Not long after they stabilized their posture, the golden ball outside slammed into it.

One of them happened to hit the snail where they were, and the whole snail shell sank with a bang!

Muddy water suddenly poured into the snail shell, almost choking Tan Xiao's mouth, he quickly crawled deeper into the snail shell, and cursed: "Damn!"

Teacher Cheng's position was higher, although he didn't sink into the mud, he was not much better. He was dizzy from the shock just now.

After the silt poured in, the air in the snail shell suddenly became turbid. Fortunately, it didn't last long. After about 20 seconds, the surroundings began to tremble, and a force surged from bottom to top, and the snail shell followed suit. This force turned to the surface of the mud--

Tan Xiao was suffocated enough, so he quickly stuck his head out.

He saw that the frog was already squatting in the mud, and he couldn't let out his anger, "That toad spirit is here again, damn it, the wound on his eyeball is healed!"

Teacher Cheng also poked his head out and looked, "…Huh?"

"Huh what huh, don't crowd here and watch! Be careful of being chewed by it!" Tan Xiao pulled him in.

Teacher Cheng was a little dazed: "Xiao Tan, I see our position seems to be the same as before."

"What's the matter with being the same?" Tan Xiao replied impatiently, "The broken ball hits the snail every time, and the frog pushes the snail out every time. Anyway, I think the positions are all the same!"

Teacher Cheng immediately said with a serious face: "If the position remains the same, as long as you know the starting point, you can calculate the landing point in theory!"

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