The shadow of the deserted village.

Huang Kai accompanied his mother to his grandmother's house to attend his aunt's funeral, but unexpectedly encountered a huge crisis that he only saw in his life. Please help him get out of this strange mountain village alive.

The task copywriting is so familiar.

Mo Yan turned to the previous chapter and found that the content was exactly the same. It was obviously copied and pasted by the author. This shameless thing!

Unexpectedly, the detailed task content obtained by spending five points of energy was exactly the same as the one written on the prayer sign. It was obvious that the author was shameless or the system was raising money.

It's not entirely a cheating him. These five points of energy are probably the information about the mission rewards. Mo Nao can only comfort himself in this way.

——After successfully completing the task, you can obtain: 155 units of energy; 25 hours of time, you can freely allocate a little potential value.

The reward is indeed as generous as Fat Tiger said.

Then Mo was pulled into a huge vortex.

In an instant, a severe pain that had never been experienced before grabbed Mo Yan, who was still in a trance due to teleportation, and a line of blood-colored words kept flashing in front of his eyes.

Warning! Warning! Warning!

Your character Huang Kai is dead. Due to death, you are deducted one hour of survival time and are in an extremely weak state. You will not be able to be attacked by the enemy camp within two hours.

The living can die, the dead can live, and you can choose to be in Apiao's state: 1 immediately resurrect and enter the plane game. 2 Wait for two hours before entering the hostile camp and continue your pleasant gaming experience.

All killed, are you still happy?

Faced with this situation, Mo Yan was a little confused for a moment.

He thought that this kind of role-playing mission teleportation would face this kind of pain. It turned out that he had been killed the moment he entered the mission world.

Fortunately, this mission is not calculated based on death, although this is also a key to completing the mission.

I carefully looked at my two tips word by word again. Because the dog system Fat Tiger refused to provide free services, Mo Yan can only analyze with Tiluojia. The setting is quite fair. At least the other party cannot keep the corpse, because it cannot be attacked by the opponent within two hours. Otherwise, if you have to deduct one hour of each corpse, you will become a bug.

This task setting is also quite interesting. If you think the enemy is very powerful, you can wait for two hours to rebel openly. Once the choice is correct, you can hold your thighs tightly until you win, but this means you have to give up two hours of survival time.

Unfortunately, Mo Yan is in the state of death, and he can't do anything except those two options.

This is really too crap. There is no basis for making such a choice without knowing our enemies. It is entirely based on your feelings.

"Tiloga, which one should we choose?" Mo Xian was a little confused for the first time, and felt that any option was Ma Zi's face - Killing.

"Choose...1?" Tiluoga's voice was also uncertain.

Mo said: "Entering the game immediately will win two hours to get familiar with this mission world, which also means that I will also enter a state that is much weaker than others. There is no clue to how to relieve or treat weakness. If it is still extremely weak after two hours, then it is as easy for the enemy camp to kill me as if it is cut into vegetables."

"Then choose 2." Tiluoga follows the good.

"If the other party just luckily kills me, I will wait for two hours and find that the rebellion has become a weak camp, it is not the biggest tragedy. If the game ends in less than two hours, then I will be the real death of the mission failure, because this mission is to let Huang Kai walk out of this mountain village alive."

Tiluoga's eyes dripped around, and after thinking for a second, he made up his mind: "Then choose 1."

"But if time is enough..."

Tiluga: "Why choose 2?"

Mo: I need to change a teammate with a little IQ.

Erha in Void Island raises his claws: Meow~

Mo:...

Forget it.

After repeated analysis, he believed that when he was completely unclear about the remaining time and everything in the game, the chance of choosing 1 was relatively high. He really didn't dare to bet what if the game only had one hour and fifty-nine minutes left?

Mo Yan reached out to the first option, and Tiluoga said with a wise bead in his grasp, "Look, I just said I want to choose 1, right?"

Looking at Mo Yan's eyes that had turned into white like camphor balls, Tiluoga shouted: "Mo Yan, you are a typical scheming now!"

Feeling his body sinking, Mo Yan opened his eyes and found that he was leaning against a strange building with a small space. The back of his head was sticky. He reached out to touch it, and he felt the sticky one hand was wet and sticky. Under the quiet moonlight, you could see that the liquid on his hand was darker. It was probably because of the heavy blow on his head that caused his death this time.

But when he carefully stroked the hind of his head with his trembling hands, he found that there were no wounds there.

Moreover, the severe pain that had just entered this world before is rapidly dissipating.

What followed was an unprecedented sense of hunger and weakness. The most primitive desire to eat immediately was unprecedented. It seemed that if you could not eat food, Mo would die of extreme hunger and weakness in the next second.

Before he could think too much, Mo Ye shivered and wanted to take out some food from his space ring. The essence of human beings is a hamster, and fortunately he has always adhered to this habit to the end.

Then Mo Yan's face became extremely ugly under the moonlight.

Can't take it out.

The space ring did not respond.

Mo Yan was not panicked. After trying three times in a row, he concluded that it was either because the world prohibited the use of these props, or because he was in an extremely weak state prompted by the information, so he was not allowed to use these props.

But it is difficult to stand up now. Mo Yan looked around and felt a little weird. His curled legs were as soft as two noodles. Not to mention the Youlongbu, if he couldn't eat, he would even walk. Looking at his hands that were shaking rhythmically, Mo Yan was sure again that if he couldn't eat now, he might not live for five minutes.

Thinking of time, Mo Yan began to concentrate on calling out something like the system, game interface, personal information, etc., but there was no such thing at all.

Tiluga reminded him: "Look at the top of your head, your survival time is four hours and fifty-eight minutes."

In other words, the initial survival time for everyone to enter the game is six hours, one goes up and the other goes up. Now the guy who kills himself survives six hours and fifty-eight minutes.

A familiar bgm sounded, which was a familiar sorrow and joy. Huang Kai, also known as Mo Yu, accompanied "mother" to attend the funeral of an aunt.
Chapter completed!