In the compound eyes of every mantis, the figure of Gao Xuan was reflected. All the mantises were silent, their bodies tense, poised in a stance ready to hunt and strike.
As the prey, Gao Xuan was not nervous at all. He still had the mood to chat with Nuwa: "Look at the great life-threatening risk I'm taking. Can't you give me a bit more points?"
"Brother, I truly sympathize with your plight. But I have to do things by the rules."
Nuwa had a helpless expression: "I am powerless to help."
She added, "How about this, if you survive, I'll give you an additional five hundred points as a special bonus. Brother, you must not die."
Nuwa further coaxed Gao Xuan: "Quickly store your memories in your personal light computer. That way, even if something happens to you, I can retrieve the data. I can evaluate the data and give you the corresponding points."
"If I'm dead, what use are the points?"
Gao Xuan said, "Even if you're fooling me, at least say something useful."
