If there is no problem with people, then there is a problem with the map.

"Paper body?!"

On Saturday, while recording, I raised my own questions.

The waste team plunged into the endless corridor and fell right into the opponent's trap!

Thinking of this, the director lightly smashed his cane and cursed in a low voice,

"What a fucking veteran!"

From now on, they are like ghosts hitting a wall.

Recorded it on Saturday and asked rhetorically,

"Even if there is a Sabbath, can the prophet predict our plans?"

The note on that silk thread is "Replace sincerity with sincerity".

There are universal wheels under his coffin, as well as a power device and a positioning device, so he can follow his teammates.

The director shook his head and revealed more information,

"The prophet's predictions are very limited. We can only see fragmented pictures. Besides, we still have him."

In other words, the magician cannot lie, and neither can he.

"Looks like we've been exposed."

However, this waste No. 1 has nothing.

When he records enough information, he can generate notes and use the prophet's 'prophecy' ability to contribute to actions.

"We're back?!"

After hearing the words of the director, I started recording messages related to the prophet on Saturday.

The magician shouted, "Go!"

The props he made were as lifelike as real people.

When the sticky note falls on the other party, the other party will have this ability.

"The exit is right ahead."

The magician was very busy here, and the explorer briefly explored the surrounding environment.

The magician exclaimed,

Just as the explorer finished speaking, when he turned the corner, the exit that should have appeared did not appear.

The Sabbath is a last resort and should not be used except as a last resort.

The man secretly was so angry that he even lied to his teammates. Are you still Luden?!

The magician asked,

This is magic!

Listen to the magician.

The waste team starts.

This is very unruden!

By the time he realized something was wrong, it was already too late!

Facing the magician's problem, under the "sincerity for sincerity", he could only bite the bullet and give the minimum information.

With a cold aura and a bit of anger, the man squeezed out a few words through his teeth,

"Rebels, gravekeepers."

I wish everyone a happy Lantern Festival! Today is the festival and there is only one update.
Chapter completed!