With Musu in front of them to attract attention, it would be much easier for them to do what they did next. Everyone dispersed and looked for a suitable hiding spot.
The topography of all Wanghai Cliffs is roughly the same. A few wooden houses surround the open space, a path extends down to the beach, and the remaining three sides are rugged rocks.
Once again, they determined that the only option was to dig a hole and hide.
There are less than four hours until dark. It seems not difficult to dig out a shelter that can accommodate six people on the beach. The difficulty is how to hide it from others.
The noise caused by digging a hole cannot escape the attention of other players.
Finally, Lord Grim found a hiding place in the southwest corner of the beach. It was a blind spot, and a boulder half as tall as a man could block most of the view from the beach.
"It's right here." The transparent bridge looked not far away. The players were still gathered there and couldn't notice it.
Chi Shen understood, squatted down, dug out sand with his bare hands and piled it on the other side.
In this way, when the pit is completed, the accumulated sand can block another direction.
Lord Grim and Wen Xiang also went over to help. The latter asked, observing the surrounding transparent bridge: "Can you call those two idiots over?"
"No need for the moment. The louder the movement in Musu, the more hidden we will be." Transparent Bridge stopped looking at the surroundings and rolled up his sleeves to step forward to help.
"I don't quite understand why you didn't tell them about us and chose to hide it." Lord Grim complained. He had a story but couldn't show it off, which made him feel unhappy because he liked to show off.
"It's stupid to place your hopes on others." Wen Xiang stroked the hair that fell in front of her forehead behind her ears, resulting in a little grit on her cheeks.
"And these players are our competitors."
"Competitor?" Lord Grim repeated the word, and his digging movements were a little slower.
"What do you think players who know the right way to sail will do?"
Lord Grim hesitated and said: "Probably just to try..."
"That's right. They will definitely start trying to go to sea. But there are three ships. They can compete for the ships or queue up to use them, but we can't. We don't belong to this sea cliff, and we will be in more danger every night we stay here. Who?
Know if this bunker will always work."
Wen Xiang felt that her idea was too pessimistic: "But the players we have met so far have a very good atmosphere."
Transparent Bridge shook his head slightly: "We cannot place our hopes on the goodwill of other players. Don't forget that this game is a chaotic side. Players can attack and rob each other."
She turned to ask: "How much is your sanity worth?"
"It should have returned to above 70." Wen Xiang's voice was a little softer, still scared. The whispers were as real as if they were lying in the game warehouse, narrating in her ears.
She shuddered and resisted the urge to quit the game and return to reality to see what was going on.
This is just a game...don't scare yourself...
"You haven't dug yet, okay?"
A sudden voice came from the sloping ground. I was so frightened that I picked up the sand, smelled the fragrance, shook it, and scattered it all.
Mu Su squatted on tiptoes on a rock nearby, looking at him as if he had nothing to do.
When Wen Xiang saw him so conspicuous, she tugged at his trouser legs in a hurry to pull him down.
Musu, who had poor balance, screamed and fell sideways onto the Transparent Bridge, pinning her down.
Of course, the possibility of intentionality cannot be ruled out.
Mu Su stared at the transparent bridge with his bright black eyes, and said seriously: "You know, digging down three squares and then covering the top of your head until dawn is the easiest way to spend the first night."
Transparent Bridge said angrily: "Then can you please get off of me first?"
"Oh, okay." Mu Su climbed up on his hands and knees, not caring about the transparent bridge still lying on the ground without any gentlemanly manner.
Wen Xiang secretly stuck out her tongue.
In a somewhat awkward atmosphere, the transparent bridge climbed up on its own and brushed away the sand in her hair. She exhaled and pretended not to care and asked, "Where did Karen go?"
"I gave him money and asked him to buy something to cover his head."
She turned to look at the beach. The gathered players had dispersed at some point. Only those players scattered everywhere were left.
"What did you tell them?"
"Talking about a cross talk."
"..."
Excavation resumed. Not long after, Kallen came back dragging a piece of wood. Everyone looked familiar. Lord Grim couldn't help but ask: "This is..."
"Whose bed board did you remove?!" Mu Su shouted in surprise.
Kallen pouted, holding the bed board that was dozens of centimeters higher than him and hummed: "No one is selling the vacant land, I, I just shouted, a player said he had it... Who knows he took down the bed...
Anyway, it’s been dismantled and I think it’s big enough, so...”
Chi Shen rubbed the sand and mud on his body, walked forward, took the bed board, and placed it in the dug shallow sand pit to compare.
The length is just right, but a bit narrow.
"Go and dismantle another bed." Mu Su waved his hand.
"Oh..." Karen pouted even more, turned around and ran away.
Mu Su Chong climbed up the rock and sat cross-legged, doing nothing and looking at the deep sea with waves coming in one after another.
The remaining four people dug one spot each. After the fastest digger, Blazing God, dug down about forty centimeters, black silt replaced the brown sand.
Blazing God dug out a piece of pitch-black mud that was as soft as mud, crushed it lightly with his fingers, then put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it.
There is no fishy smell like the mud left by that thing at the stern.
"It won't seep water, right?" Wen Xiang glanced over there.
Chi Shen rubbed his hands on the stained trouser legs and said, "The humidity is heavy, but the black mud is malleable. It won't be a big problem to continue digging."
Mu Su interjected at this time: "The terrain here is relatively high. The difference between our feet and the sea is about two meters. Where are we now?"
The three of them looked at each other and looked towards the transparent bridge.
"He's right."
There was a strange silence, and he pretended nothing happened and continued digging without saying a word.
"Hey, no one wants to praise me!"
Wenxiang stood up, shook her head and shook her ponytail: "Classmate Mu Su, please remember that you are mentally ill, not a kid who needs to be praised in the kindergarten."
"Isn't it stipulated that mental illness cannot be childish? Believe it or not, I will roll around and cry for you to see!"
Wenxiang stopped digging the pit and stood up straight with his hands on his hips, waiting for him to roll.
"whispering sound……"
Of course Mu Su, who was full of self-consciousness and majesty, could not do that. He turned back to the sea as if nothing had happened.
It took Kallen a long time to come back this time, dragging the wooden board that was much bigger than him on the beach.
Of course, his strange behavior could not escape the attention of the silly roe deer on the beach. They gathered around him out of curiosity, and when they saw Mu Su, they retreated in horror.
The hiding place has begun to take shape, enough for six people to squat in it. Only the depth is still a little lacking.
When everyone felt tired and unable to do their best, they sat aside to rest for a while.
No one has any complaints about Mu Su getting something for nothing, at least he is very honest.
Near six o'clock in the afternoon, the hiding place finally took shape.
"Um?"
At this moment, Mu Su suddenly stood up and stood on the rock looking into the distance.
Everyone looked as he did, and could only see the increasingly gloomy sea surface.
"What's wrong?" Transparent Qiao, whose palms, arms and even cheeks were stained with mud, said.