Why aren't you smiling anymore?

Yang Ding had anticipated and was prepared for the reactions of Huang Bingbing and others.

Since Huang Bingbing doesn't dare to make a move on him for the time being, Yang Ding, who aspires to become the Great Yin Emperor, must make her cry.

"Let's rest here first, replenish our water and food, and then decide which door to enter from and who will lead the way."

"Captain Yang, there are bones everywhere on the ground, how are we supposed to rest?" a student asked.

"You're here to fight, not for a picnic."

The students cleaned up the area and sat down on the ground, while Mao Jian cleaned up an area that was three people's worth of space.

"Brother Ding, please sit down. Brother Fang, please sit down."

Yang Ding took out the roast suckling pig that Hu Feng had given him. Although it was cold, the aroma was still strong.

"Brother Ding, your wife can cook such complicated dishes?"

"A friend from the pig farming department gave it to me."

Mao Jian ate meat while bragging to Fang Dalong.

"See this? This is my brother-in-law, Ding. He's loyal to his friends, so they care about him a lot. Your sister, Instructor Fang, is lucky."

"You'd be better off using your flattery skills to cultivate yourself."

"I could train until I died and still not break through to the upper second rank, but flattery has no end. Following the right person is better than blindly working hard. Don't big shots need followers? Don't big shots need someone to take care of their food and daily needs when they go out?"

Fang Dalong has a temper like his father; he's quite stubborn.

"It's not like the boss is without hands. Does he not know how to eat? Are you going to wipe his butt?"

Mao Jian licked the oil off his fingers. "If the big boss needs it, I can certainly do it."

Fang Dalong: "..."

Mao Jian unscrewed the bottle cap and respectfully handed it to Yang Ding.

"Brother Ding, have some water."

Yang Ding handed a die to Mao Jian, "Announce it as I told you."

"Okay."

Mao Jian walked among his classmates, holding the dice in his left hand and the lid of his water cup in his right.

"Captain Yang said that he only has one principle as captain, and that is fairness, fairness, and damn fairness."

"Form teams freely, divided into five groups of 20 people each. We'll guess the numbers later. The one who guesses correctly goes first. Each number can only be guessed once."

"If there are no problems, let's start forming teams. To be fair, we'll hand the dice over to Lieutenant Sun from the enforcement team to roll."

Lieutenant Sun readily accepted the invitation. "Will Yang Ding be involved?"

"Of course, Captain Yang will live and die with his brothers and will never abuse his power or act as a special guest."

"That's more like it."

Lieutenant Sun examined the dice but couldn't see anything wrong with them.

Huang Bingbing's die-hard fans naturally still choose her.

The others rushed towards Yang Ding.

"We're going to be in the same group as Team Leader Yang."

Yang Ding laughed and said, "Teaming with me is no problem, but don't complain when I make you guys rush to the front later."

This immediately scared the people away, since guessing dice was a very fair game.

Yang Ding was naturally well aware of the design of this game; he could cheat through the Void Rift and would never be suspected.

After he finished eating, he pretended to rest against the wall, but in reality he was cultivating his mental strength.

He concentrated his mind and practiced the technique he had copied from Fang Jing. He drew a line with his finger in the darkness and saw a crack ten centimeters long.

Yang Ding inserted his fingers and focused his attention on the dice cup that Lieutenant Sun was shaking.

Soon, the crack connected with the space inside the cup, and Yang Ding's fingers could touch the swaying dice.

Lieutenant Sun felt something blocking the lid of the cup, so he quickly lifted it up to look, but there was nothing there.

People without spatial abilities cannot see the tiny traces left after space has been torn apart.

After confirming the connection was established, Yang Ding withdrew his mental energy to conserve his strength.

Currently, his mental strength points are around 10, which is enough to tear a gap of no more than 10 centimeters, just enough to fit a fist, and he is not yet able to create a decent space.

After everyone has rested, we will continue exploring the route.

The circular space in front of them felt like a human transfer station, and every step from there was fraught with danger, so no one wanted to be the first to take the lead.

"Mao Jian, you guess the numbers for me."

"What if I guess right?"

"Then let's go first. As the team leader, do you think I can fool everyone?"

Yang Ding spoke very loudly, as if afraid his classmates wouldn't hear him.

Huang Bingbing was very excited, thinking that she could finally change the person, and was eager to do it herself.

"I'm glad you said that. Anyone who dares to go back on their word will really lose their temper."

"Just don't go back on your word," Mao Jian retorted.

"Whoever goes back on their word is a dog."

Entrusted by General Zhao, Lieutenant Sun's mission this time is to kill Fang Dalong in order to avenge Fang Jing's rejection of his marriage proposal.

He certainly wanted Yang Ding's group to lead the charge.

"Each group sends one representative, and the fifth group will guess last."

After saying that, he confidently shook his head.

"Who wants to go first?"

Huang Bingbing quickly raised her hand, "I'll go first, I guess it's six o'clock."

She thought the probability of drawing a six was the lowest.

"I guess it's three o'clock."

I guess it's a little.

I guess four o'clock.

Mao Jian made his final guess, glancing back at Yang Ding.

"Hey bro, 2 or 5?"

Yang Ding looked down at the gap, then flicked the dice with his index finger, turning it so that six was facing up.

A bunch of headlamps shone on the dice cup, and no one saw the sliver of light that had just peeked out from inside.

"Just guess, there's nothing to hesitate about," he replied.

"Yeah, it'll be a matter of luck. I'd guess five."

Lieutenant Sun pressed his hand on the dice cup. "Is there anything else you want to change?"

Huang Bingbing was a little excited. She rolled up her sleeves, stepped on the human skull, and stared at the dice cup.

"Screw you, just hurry up and announce the results, let them go to their deaths."

"open!"

Lieutenant Sun suddenly lifted the cup lid, and the striking six o'clock mark blinded Huang Bingbing.

Xiang Tianyou asked nervously, "Bingbing, why aren't you smiling anymore? It's not going to be us again this time, is it?"

Extremely nervous, Mao Jian suddenly jumped up, so excited he wanted to scream, but he controlled his emotions.

"Top Bro, Top Bro, it's that 'Ice Green Tea Group' again, hahaha..."

Huang Bingbing's admirers immediately showed expressions of disappointment.

Yang Ding, however, was not happy. He said with a heavy heart, "Xiang Tianyou, I have always wanted to repay your father for saving my life, but I just haven't had the chance."

"Stop pretending. There might not even be any White Walkers here. Don't be afraid, everyone. We were fine just now."

"Yes, with Bingbing around, we'll never be in any trouble."

To demonstrate his courage and vie for the title of Xiang Tianyou's number one simp, a boy strode arrogantly towards one of the doorways, opened his arms, and shouted:

"Look, nothing's wrong. Come on over."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of white ghostly claws emerged from the cave ceiling, pierced his neck, and lifted him up.

Yang Ding drew his sword and chased after him, only to discover a round hole one meter in diameter at the top.

This happened so suddenly and so rapidly that it terrified all the students.

Sun Li broke down on the spot and burst into tears.

"Are we here to exterminate ghosts or to feed them? They're hiding in such a small hole; if they get dragged in, there's no way to rescue them!"