"Merlin, please answer the question about the living habits of gray wood rats." The zoology teacher was a woman, wearing a faded light blue dress. Her thin face and vertical and horizontal wrinkles made her look a bit mean.
She actually gave the students the impression of being serious and kind. In this context of drastic changes in the environment and the residents of the town were constantly being kidnapped by evil spirits, she was the only teacher who was still teaching seriously.
The player who was called, Meng Shang, stood up hesitantly and replied: "I... gray woodrat..."
The black line above his head solidified slightly.
The teacher waved his hand nonchalantly: "Don't be nervous, just sit down."
Meng Shang breathed a sigh of relief and sat down under the gaze of everyone.
Meng Shang, who had just sat down and was sitting close to the door, suddenly felt a breeze blowing into the classroom, bringing with it a little moisture.
"It's raining...?"
He murmured, and his consciousness returned to a copy from a month ago.
The environment of the dungeon was similar to that of the main world, and the mission was to escape from a ghost village. At that time, he found a piece of parchment with writing on it in the belly of a ghoul.
The scrawled words were filled with despair and fear.
【That rain brought everything】
…
At this moment.
Mu Su and his little friend Yinghua walked in the small town of Wanghaijiao.
The long street is narrow, with wooden houses of different heights on both sides. Residents come and go to collect clothes hanging by the door.
The bumpy dirt road was not smooth, and it was a dull journey with few voices heard. The people passing by were all dressed in linen and coarse cloth, their eyes were empty and tired, and they only had a lifeless spirit.
In the twenty years since the evil spirit came, the long suffering may have made them give up their struggle. Perhaps there was only some laughter in the school building on the slope.
The children are still young.
In fact, it's more than that. Today, there is no mayor, no laws, and no rules in Wanghaijiao. People are struggling on the line of food and clothing, and the only thing that connects them is the identity of human beings.
Cape Wang itself is disorderly and chaotic, and even all human gathering spots today may be like this.
But no matter what, the fact that they are still alive shows that they have not given up hope. The residents of Wanghai Cape spontaneously organized a group. They abandoned a house on the edge of Wanghai Cape and let the remaining residents gather on the seaside to expel the degenerate residents.
Wooden walls, fortified wooden houses, stored grease and food.
They may not be able to fight against the invading evil spirits, but they can persevere.
After wandering around, Mu Su found the evil boss's residence, came to the door and said that he was his classmate and wanted to see him again.
The father naturally didn't expect that the boy in front of him wanted to steal his son's body and summon the evil god, so he frankly told Mu Su the location of the body.
In the gray forest mortuary cave south of Cape Wang.
All dead residents will be sent there.
"So according to the story, there are a lot of ghouls inside."
On the way to the gray forest, Mu Su talked to himself.
Ying Hua tilted her head and thought for a while and said, "No way, the NPC only said that supernatural beings were happening everywhere, but they didn't say that there were entities appearing."
"Can't the fallen residents be understood as ghouls?" Mu Su made excuses and refused to admit his own problem.
"Are they eating corpses... evil?" Yinghua showed a look of disgust.
When you come out of the wooden gate, you will see a stretch of abandoned houses.
The front is more desolate and lifeless than what is behind.
The more prosperous the place is, the more it will bring endless oppression and fear to people after it is abandoned. Such as playgrounds, schools, and dead buildings.
Wearing oilcloths, the two walked onto the muddy street in the drizzle, leaving a line of footprints on the gradually softening ground.
A few minutes later, the two of them walked to the middle of the town.
"I don't feel right." Yinghua suddenly lowered her voice and approached Mu Su, holding a wooden stick picked up by the roadside in her hand.
"Don't be afraid, just treat this as your own back garden." Mu Su walked confidently forward with a stern look on his face.
It's like patrolling your back garden.
After hearing these words, Yinghua turned around strangely, and a pair of barefoot footprints followed them as they walked out of the wooden wall.
Yinghua thought it made sense, so she threw away the stick.
…
Gray Forest, one or two miles away from Cape Wang, is named after the dark gray color of its wood.
Today's gray forest lives up to its name. The woods have long since withered and withered, becoming silent and lifeless.
The two walked along a trodden path, and the woods here were quiet.
Yinghua followed Mu Su into the gray forest. She turned her head curiously while holding the oilcloth on her head. The footprints stopped at the edge of the gray forest and did not follow.
It's a pity that Mu Su didn't know anything about this, otherwise he would have grabbed the other person by the collar and asked why he followed him.
The mortuary cave is not difficult to find. After following the path deep into the gray forest for more than ten minutes, Mu Su and Ying Hua arrived at the foot of the mountain.
A somewhat hazy and deep cave appeared in front of the two people and the audience in the rain curtain.
The rocks on the edge were covered with a layer of rainwater, giving them a smooth color. The two entered the cave, Yinghua put down the oilcloth and picked up the torches and flints piled in the corner.
Mu Su was focused on drilling into the cave.
Sparks suddenly appeared, torches were lit, and the flames dispelled the chill and darkness that enveloped the whole body.
Yinghua followed Musu and went deep into the cave where the temperature gradually dropped.
The cave was empty, and occasionally some debris was seen in the corner. However, after going more than ten meters deeper, crude wooden platforms appeared on both sides of the cave.
The wooden platform extended to the depths where light could not reach, and there was a corpse lying flat on the wooden platform.
Not the corpse of the evil boss.
The two of them moved forward as the firelight flickered, passing by the woman's body. The moment the firelight was blocked by the body, the eyes opened a slit.
"Um……?"
If Musu noticed it, he turned around.
Ying Hua looked around and nodded when she saw the half-open cloudy eyes: "My eyes were closed before."
Mu Su stepped back and tentatively raised his hand to brush the woman's face.
He reset his eyelids, which were obviously closed, but when Mu Su moved his hands away, his eyes were still open.
Mu Su held out his hand again and closed it without believing anything evil. He took his hand away and opened his eyes, and this time his eyes turned to Mu Su.
Frustrated, Mu Su ran to the entrance of the cave to pick up an iron axe, and rushed toward him, only to see the eyes closed.
"Tsk..."
The opponent's wit made Mu Su a little unhappy, so he chopped down the wooden platform a few times to scare the opponent.
The two continued to move forward, but soon they finished the cave that was dozens of meters deep. At the end, the cave entrance became smaller, and the deeper it could only accommodate one person crawling forward.
They had to face the fact: the body of the evil boss was missing.
Mu Su was a little unwilling to return empty-handed.
"How about taking that female corpse back?" Yinghua suggested.
"I'm still a child, and it's really hard for me to drag a body." The successive losses made Mu Su increasingly unhappy.
"Go back to the school building and take a look. If anyone offends me, I'll kill him and sacrifice him."
The situation here quickly spread through the players' live broadcast rooms.
According to word of mouth, participating players are very wary of Mu Su. Although they are all contestants, in reality... Mu Su should be from the hostile camp.
