The members of the parent-teacher meeting returned to the dining table, and each of them was covered with black medicine and bandages on their bodies. They were so miserable that they were not good.
Some people even had broken hands and were fed to eat with plaster hanging on both arms...
As a result, this guy said while eating voraciously: "Don't look at my hands breaking, the orc warrior who fought with me is much worse than me. I think these orc warriors are all good things. The main reason is that Brother Xiaoqi doesn't let me fight it alone, otherwise you can see how I deal with him."
Everyone burst into laughter: "You are so fucking like this, but you don't stop. They broke your hands with a random swing of the rope..."
"When you go to the bathroom, you will see if you are still stubborn or not, no one will help you then!"
At this moment, Qingchen and Yangyang walked into the restaurant.
The family members stopped and talked: "Wow!"
Qingchen was amused and crying: "Eat your food... Xiaoqi, what are the casualties?"
Xiaoqi stood up and replied, "Parents, there are only those who are injured, but not those who are killed."
"Is there any injury to everyone?" Qingchen asked.
"It's okay, I can hold on!" Xiaoqi grinned.
At this time, Yangyang said, "You should worry about yourself. Your injury will not be healed much. Let's go, I'll treat you with the wound before eating."
As he said that, Yangyang pulled Qingchen back to the room.
Family members: “Wow!”
In the room, Yangyang helped Qingchen take off her coat. She looked at Qingchen's bruises and wounds and remained silent.
It took her a long time to say, "If you hadn't eaten arowana fish, your bones would have been broken many times, and there would be sequelae when you get old."
Yangyang carefully applied the ointment to Qingchen, and Qingchen said, "I shouted that Dayu and Zard are here. If the bones are broken, use a shroud."
Yangyang was puzzled: "There is no shelter for this shroud. It's so strange. Are there any sequelae when using it?"
Qingchen suddenly started to cough violently and did not answer this question.
Yangyang asked, "Your cough is a bit abnormal."
Qingchen smiled and said, "It's okay."
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In the evening, the two sat on the edge of the rooftop of the training base, with Alice making coffee for them at hand, and they talked about irrelevant topics. For example, many female celebrities have been pursuing Luo Wanya recently, and Xiaoqi was also invited to attend celebrity banquets, such as some scandal secrets in the memory of the third son of the Black Knights.
Anyway, nothing is a serious matter.
The arrival of the saplings suddenly relaxed Qingchen's life for a moment, making him no longer tense a string like he used to, as if he would never stop.
Qingchen lay on the rooftop and slept with Yangyang's legs. It was not until 10 minutes before crossing that Yangyang woke him up.
The girl sorted out her messy hair for him: "I know you have a sense of crisis in your heart, and I also know how powerful the Kingdom of Roosevelt is, but you are the one who can create miracles. We believe in you, and you must believe in yourself."
Countdown to zero.
Traveling through time.
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When the world lights up again.
Qingchen was wearing a wilderness dress and carrying a shabby backpack, and hiking in the wilderness.
His face was covered in mud, and his figure was no longer so straight, as if it had been defeated by life.
No matter from which perspective, this is a real wilderness.
There were jingling irons and sporadic flames from afar outside the mountains and fields.
Qingchen looked up and saw further away, there was a "blanket" made of endless tree canopies, which was the forbidden place No. 001 as dark as ink at midnight.
And outside the forbidden land, there is a small town that is slightly deserted in the dark.
Or it's not deserted...but gloomy.
It seemed as if there was a cold air coming out there.
Looking from the mountain, the town was pitch black, with only two tritium lamps hanging on wooden archways at the entrance. When the wind blew, they swayed, like two heads hanging on top of the heads with their hair pulled over.
Town No. 1, a very simple town.
There was no small town here earlier, just because some ‘gold diggers’ picked up plant fruits on the edge of the forbidden land No. 001 and caught small wild animals.
Slowly, the gold diggers set up camp outside the forbidden land, forming a small town.
From time to time in the Federation, there are news that "gold diggers" pick up rare treasures in the forbidden land, and they get rich overnight. Someone picked up a dead vine and sold it for three million.
Someone picked up a strange stone and sold it for five million.
Someone picked up the forbidden item left behind after the extraordinary person died inside and sold it for 100 million yuan.
Qingchen slowly approached, but saw several men guarding the gate of the town, and the men were playing poker.
When they saw Qingchen's dirty appearance, they immediately smiled and shouted opposite each other: "Another gold hunter comes, the one inside is coming out to greet him!"
Qingchen stood outside the town and asked hesitantly: "Is anyone here paid a salary?"
Several men laughed: "I really don't know anything. I'm trying to make gold in the town and set off with the team. I'll pick up everything in the taboo place. If I sell the things, I just need to pay a 50% commission to the town. There is no salary."
Qingchen said vigilantly: "Why do you have to pay 50%? You have to pay too much."
The man was so happy that he spat on the ground: "Have you entered the forbidden land of No. 001? That's all the way I took with my life, which can make you come out alive. This is why we need a 50% commission."
Qingchen seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Can you come out alive?"
"Don't worry, you," the man responded.
At this time, an old man was swaying from the town. When the men saw the old man, they immediately put down the poker in their hands: "Why are you here in person? What about the dog kid?"
The old man waved his hand and said, "It's haunted inside again, the dog baby is cleaning up."
Qingchen was stunned for a moment: "Haunted?"
"It's not a real ghost, you'll know when you go in," the old man looked at Qingchen: "Why are you here?"
"I want to get married, but I can't afford a house in the fifth district," Qingchen replied: "My brother still needs money to treat his illness, I need money."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The old man snorted: "Who doesn't need money here? Remember, once you enter here, don't take your life as your life."
"Can you make money?" Qingchen asked urgently.
"Make money? It depends on your life. How much is your life worth?" The old man glanced at him sideways: "They told you all the rules."
"Yeah, pay a 50% commission."
"Just know, search yourself, don't let Hope Media investigative reporters sneak in again."
Several men searched Qingchen and shook their heads: "It's just a mobile phone, no camera equipment."
"I've checked my phone, I'll go out to you."
Qingchen asked: "Has any reporters sneaked in before? But I haven't seen Hope Media report here."
A man grinned, showing his yellow teeth and smiled, "Kill... aren't you a reporter?"
Qingchen shrank his shoulders in fear: "I'm not."
"It doesn't look like it," the old man walked into it with his back hunched over. The town was full of mud. On the side of the road were in a dilapidated shack, where thin people lived, including men and women.
The entire town has no sewer pipes and no basic living facilities. The garbage outside is piled up like mountains and the smell is stinking.
There was even a scent of blood.
The smell of blood floated from the old man in front of him.
But I heard someone muttering to myself in a shack: "Where have people gone? Where have people gone? All dead!"
Qingchen's mind was shocked, and the person's spirit was obviously confused and even began to show obvious symptoms.
While thinking, someone rushed out with a knife in a shack in the distance: "I have a go to kill me, I'm here, kill me!"
The next moment, the man turned to look at the old man and Qingchen, and rushed over with a rusty machete.
The old man took out the walkie-talkie from his pocket and said lightly: "One more crazy, come and take it away, lock it up."
But he saw footsteps coming from the darkness. Several shirtless men ran out with tritium lamps. They pressed the man who was about to chop people into the mud, tied his hands with hemp ropes, and dragged him back to the darkness.
The old man turned around and looked at Qingchen tremblingly: "Don't be afraid, if you are honest and obedient, you won't become like him."
"What's wrong with him?" Qingchen asked: "Did you make him become like this?"
The old man said, "If you don't obey, you will become like this."
After walking forward for hundreds of meters, Qingchen heard the heavy breathing of men and women in the shack, and countless murmurings.
However, after looking at it for a long time, Qingchen did not find where the blacksmith shop was.
Qingchen suddenly discovered that most of the people here seemed to have some mental problems.
If it is just one or two, it may be driven crazy, but if it is a common situation, it means it is a problem with the Forbidden Land No. 001.
"Okay, just stay here," the old man pointed to the shack: "Without my permission, I can't leave the town, nor can I go into the forbidden place alone."
Qingchen agreed: "Is there no owner in this shack?"
The old man looked at him with a mouthful of black teeth and smiled, "Die."
Qingchen took two steps back in fear, and the old man was very satisfied with his reaction: "Just call me Wang Touer in the future, go to bed."
Qingchen bent down and entered the shack, but saw someone picking up branches and hay inside to lay a small bed, and there was a makeup mirror as big as a palm scattered beside the bed... The former owner of the shack might be a woman.
He looked around and was suddenly stunned.
I saw someone carved lines of small characters with a knife on the wooden pillar in the shack, and a broken eyebrow-climbing knife was thrown next to the pillar, and there were dry and black blood on the blade.
"Someone behind you shouted not to agree!"
"Don't drink the blood that flows from the trunks!" This sentence was crossed out, and someone added, "If it's not a tree, the tree won't cry."
"Don't give the sign to others!"
"Remember your name!"
“The roller coaster is on the left side of the haunted house!”
“The roller coaster is on the right side of the haunted house!”
There is a word engraved under this line of small characters: "Escape!"
Qing Chen frowned. The person who engraved the letters was obviously in chaos. He was sure that this information might not be all helpful. This chaotic logic may even mislead him.
He must see the truth through that chaotic spirit.
This forbidden place is different from any forbidden place he has been to.