At night, a figure invisible to the naked eye fell straight down from the sky, flapped its wings suddenly when it was only a few meters above the ground, and landed steadily on the balcony on the second floor of the villa.

In the living room, the hell three-headed dog on the sofa opened its eyes, and was about to move its fingers to burn a fat bird that came uninvited.

A blood spider thread appeared out of nowhere, wrapped around his finger, preventing him from moving.

Cerberus leaned back and lay back.

Forget his worries.

He actually knew in his heart that with his master's sensitivity, it was impossible for outsiders to fall on the balcony of the bedroom without noticing.

Cerberus looked at the red line on his finger and thought to himself, as his master, he always likes to show his most harmless side in front of others, attracting fools who don't know the truth to approach him, and then swallow him up.

He had been a fool once, and he was fool enough now.

For a moment, Cerberus even thought that the reason why the master was a survivor was because Paradise had figured out his temperament and specially given him such a prey-like identity to attract hunters one by one, and becomehis food.

In the master bedroom, the cold moonlight shines on the bed through the opened curtains.

There was an exquisite and picturesque person lying on his back on the bed. He closed his eyes, breathed evenly, and had a slight smile on his face, as if he was trapped in a sweet dream.

An angel-like figure with wings was reflected on the quilt.

The angel approached slowly and finally stopped by the bed.

He raised the dagger high, pointed it at the neck of the person on the bed, and stabbed it down.

Blood splattered, and heart-piercing screams resounded throughout the house.

A pair of pure white wings stained with blood fell to the ground.

Yi Xing took back the blood spider silk that had just cut the wings, opened his eyes and sat up.

I saw a slightly obese figure hunched over, staggering and running towards the balcony in a panic.

The man paused for a moment on the edge of the balcony, then turned over and jumped down with inconvenience, and there was a heavy landing sound.

"Huang, I'll go and catch him back."

The baby octopus crawled out of the shadows and landed on the pillow.

"No need." Yi Xing said.

That person actually planned to kill him with a dagger. He really only has the ability of flying and invisibility, not even the ability to kill.

His movements and techniques are not sophisticated enough, unlike a daily hunter who kills people.

He's more of a survivor.

It is also very likely that they are the escapees that Yi Xing had contacted not long ago.

The talent and code name of a capable user have always been closely related.

With a pair of big white wings like that person, the code name is likely to be Wingman, Angel, Flyer or something like that.

The wealthy escapee who traded this beach house with Yi Xing happened to be code-named Angel.

Yi Xing got out of the bed, manipulated the blood spider silk, picked up the two white wings on the ground, threw them to the little octopus, and said:

"Your supper."

The little octopus suddenly grew bigger, stretched out its tentacles to catch the two wings, "Don't you want supper?"

"I'm not hungry yet, and I don't need flying abilities."

Yi Xing walked out and went downstairs to find a room for the night.

The three-headed hellhound was already guarding under the stairs, "Why did the master let him go?"

Yi Xing stood on the last step of the stairs, reaching out to the hell three-headed dog.

Cerberus obediently stepped forward, lowered his head and moved his head closer.

However, Yi Xing's hand went around his thick and thick hair and fell on his neck. He measured the thickness of his neck with his fingers, and said:

"Because I don't need his ability, and also because of you."

The spatial ability can allow him to achieve the effects of "flying" and "invisibility" to a certain extent, and he doesn't need the two abilities that that person possesses.

"Because of me?" Cerberus' Adam's apple moved up and down, feeling the slender fingers on his neck, his eyes flushed with excitement.

"Your blood feeds me, it's delicious."

Yi Xing slowly withdrew his hand and brushed his neck with his fingertips, "I wonder if your other parts are equally delicious?"

"You are really greedy." Cerberus watched the hand go away reluctantly.

"Is this a compliment?" Yi Xing walked down the stairs.

"Of course, I would like to praise you with all the words in the world." Cerberus followed behind him.

Yi Xing walked into the guest room, "I don't need compliments, I like something more practical."

After speaking, he closed the door.

Cerberus stood outside the door, and two voices sounded in his mind.

The voice on the left said: "What is the master implying? Blood? Meat? Bones? Or our heads? How can there be such a master? He is too greedy!"

The voice on the right said: "Don't always mention your head, aren't you reminding him?"

"Oh!" The voice on the left responded quickly.

"Wait a little longer." Cerberus said in his mind.

"Waiting for a while to do?" The voice in my head became tense, "You don't really want to sacrifice us, do you? We are one, and if you lose us, your strength will drop significantly!"

"You don't need to remind me," Cerberus turned around, "When the Paradise assessment comes, the master will be inseparable from us."

"It's only been a few months? Isn't the paradise assessment still waiting for more than half a year?"

Cerberus: "The interval between instances has been shortened."

The voice in my head said in surprise: "The interval of the paradise assessment will also be shortened?!"

"This is just a guess. After all, assessment is a new thing that has only appeared in the past hundred years. No one knows whether it will change accordingly."

When Yi Xing woke up the next day, he contacted An Wumeng and gave a general account of what happened last night.

"what?!"

In the management office, An Wumeng, who had not slept all night and had two big dark circles under her eyes, slapped the table, stood up and said, "You said that a person with white wings and the ability to be invisible sneaked into your house last night.attacked you?"

Yi Xing: "Yes."

"How are you doing now? Are you injured? I'll bring the pastor to you." An Wumeng said, and hurried out of the office.

"I'm fine, but I just don't quite understand. I've only lived here for half a day, so few people should know where I live. How could someone with abilities come to kill me?"

As Yi Xing said, he put the Gu worms wrapped in flour into the pot.

Knowing that Yi Xing was not injured, An Wumeng slowed down.

He looked at the outside lounge, who were still watching the live broadcast of the dungeon while eating, and calmly replied:

"I will investigate clearly and give you an explanation."

As early as Yi Xing revealed the attacker's ability, An Wumeng had locked onto the suspect.

No hunter is known to have both white wings and the ability to fly.

On the contrary, in the management bureau's database, there is a survivor who possesses both abilities, and he just happened to know Yi Xing's new residence.

"By the way, there is one more thing."

Yi Xing said: "In order to protect myself and fight back, I cut off his wings."

Cerberus, who was leaning against the kitchen door, couldn't help flipping the Byakugan.

Is that a self-defense counterattack?

It was obviously a deliberate lure, fishing with himself as bait.

"You did a good job," An Wumeng confessed:

"As a survivor, you can't relax even if you leave the paradise dungeon. You must always be prepared to deal with possible dangers, hunters who are secretly watching, and even... some survivors with ulterior motives."

Yi Xing fished out the Gu worms that were fried until golden, "I will be more careful in the future."

After explaining, An Wumeng didn't forget to ask, "Are you scared? Even though the dungeon was released and the hunting ground was not opened, it was still attacked."

Yi Xing followed along and said, "Well, the bed is covered in blood, it's scary, I dare not stay in the master bedroom to sleep."

Cerberus outside the door: "..."

He couldn't understand, how did his master manage to deceive people so unabashedly?

Scary blood on the bed?

When you took the bowl to bleed him, why didn't you think the blood was scary?

An Wumeng comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, I'll send someone to restore your room to its original state, and you can tell him what you need. The administration will take care of the rest, just wait for the result in peace."

"Okay." Yi Xing responded, hung up the phone, and poured the three-headed dog's rent for today - half a bowl of blood into the cleaned pot.

The little octopus swam over from the sky holding a small jar of salt.

As a family of aliens, the little octopus is born with the talent of devouring.

It's just that its devouring talent is not as good as Yi Xing's, and it didn't get the full flying ability, but a weakened version of the flying ability-floating.

It can't fly in the true sense, it can only swim in the air with its tentacles, just like swimming in water.

"That's enough."

Yi Xing opened the salt jar held by the little octopus, and added two spoonfuls of salt into the pot.

...

Before Yi Xing could deal with it from the management bureau, he waited for a notification on the light screen first.

"The semi-annual Paradise assessment is about to begin, all survivors and hunters should be prepared.』

"The theme of this assessment is "College Entrance Examination Paradise""

""College Entrance Paradise" is divided into nine copies of Chinese, Mathematics, Foreign Languages, History, Politics, Geography, Biology, Physics, and Chemistry.

"E-level survivors/hunters must pass at least one dungeon assessment, D-level survivors/hunters must pass at least two dungeon assessments, C-level..."

『The Paradise assessment will officially begin in 300 seconds.

"300, 299..."

"College entrance examination paradise..."

Yi Xing looked at the assessment subject displayed on the light screen, and said, "So I need to clear two dungeons?"

Two copies, two hunters, I don't know if there is enough food for a week.

"Cough," Cerberus coughed lowly, and said, "Master, you forgot that I am your follower."

Yi Xing heard the words and glanced at the personal information in the upper left corner of the screen.

"Followers: Sea Monster (Grade D), Cerberus Three-Headed Dog (Grade A)"

When did this guy become his follower?

From calling him "Master"?

"You are my follower," Yi Xing looked at the man squatting beside his legs, "so?"

The man raised his head proudly, "I will enter the assessment dungeon with you, and my level is higher than yours. The number of dungeons you need to go through comes from my level."

"A-level...five dungeons, five hunters." Yi Xing raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

We have rations for the next week.

The author has something to say:

"small theater"

Other ability users encountered this situation: Originally, they only needed to take two exams, but now they have to take three more exams, and they were blown away!

Cub Yi: Three rations more, happy.