The black sun falls high into the sky. If there is evil here, the world will be the darkest.
The earth lost its original color, like a piece of scorched earth. The vegetation withered and disappeared, and the woods underwent indescribable changes. They dried up, twisted, and transformed into dark colors, turning into a twisted and strange shadow with teeth and claws.
With the weak brightness of the black sun, their eyes familiar with darkness allowed them to barely see, which was why they did not choose to go out with torches.
The sanity value will not be reduced in the dream, and players are very grateful for this.
They walked into the woods, which was roughly less than 200 meters away, and lowered themselves even lower.
Tangtang Haochi wanted to squat on the ground and move. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He looked around in panic. His low falsetto sounded in a small area: "I feel like someone is watching us..."
After the words fell, there was a chorus of agreement.
There were many shadows from the trees, and from the moment they entered the woods, they all felt like they were being spied on.
"Should we bring torches?" Tangtang said with peace of mind as he squeezed in the middle.
"Don't scare yourself." Momu, who was walking at the front, remained calm. "Although the nightmare is difficult, it won't make us unable to go out. If we are really scared, just stay away from those trees."
They were standing in a clearing area, surrounded by dozens of meters of open space, with only half-meter-high tree stumps remaining. Apparently this was where they had obtained the wood before.
Thirty to forty meters deep, they approached the woods. The closer they got, the stronger the sense of oppression became.
Apart from their footsteps and breathing, there was no sound around them.
"We don't have an axe," the man in plain clothes and green shirt said in a low voice.
Players are discovering this one after another. What should they do? Cut down trees with bare hands?
When the September Ambush came to the end, he squatted down and inspected the fracture of the tree stump. The edges were uneven, as if they had been pierced by a sharp object. With a thought in his mind, he held the spear brought from the camp across his face and looked at the tip of the spear.
Basically consistent.
Jiuyue Fuxing stood up and said: "Spread out, let's look for slender dead trees on the edge first."
Several players hesitated, but he and Mumu, the only three who had the title of Fall, had already dispersed and approached the dead tree.
They are invisibly centered on the Beginning of the Fall, not as the captain, because he speaks very little. But his title can play a huge role here.
The plan is to be alert when others are collecting resources at the beginning of the fall, wander among the players, and immediately give an early warning once they sense someone approaching.
His sensing radius is about 50 meters, which is less than 200 meters away from the camp, and he can escape back in half a minute.
…
His feet stepped on the rotten leaves, making a rare sound. Cang Jiuyuan kept looking back, gaining a sense of security from the player who was nearest to him more than ten meters away.
He approached a dead tree that was as thick as his wrist. The dead branches were spread out in disorder. Cang Jiuyuan suddenly felt that approaching this tree was not a very good idea.
Cang Jiuyuan looked left and right, constantly looking around at the fan-shaped layers of strange shadows in front of him, and raised his palms to exert some force.
The dead tree was motionless, but the soil at the base of the tree became loose and slightly fluffy, as if there was something going on.
"Huh..." Cang Jiuyuan breathed out and his eyes narrowed slightly. He was already aware of his emotional problems.
In fact, he has always been very courageous, and he is not afraid of any surprises or all kinds of ghosts. But when faced with this kind of fear piled up by his inner subconscious and the environment...he has nothing to do.
Unless you go to a psychiatrist and see a few courses of treatment.
While Cang Jiuyuan was holding on to the tree trunk in a daze, a dark shadow shrouded him from behind in the depths of the woods, from a corner he couldn't see.
Turning around, Cang Jiuyuan looked back at his companions and walked towards the next tree.
The pitch-black shadow was less than five meters away from him, and in the dead forest filled with strange shadows, he didn't notice a pitch-black shadow at all.
He escaped death, temporarily.
As the players spread out, the distance between them became longer. At the beginning of the fall, they stood in the middle and stopped moving.
At the edge of the felled land, they could still give early warning by virtue of the fact that the player furthest away from them was less than 30 meters away, and their 50-meter sensing range.
Cang Jiuyuan walked towards the second tree a few meters away, and the fallen leaves and the ground under his feet made a slight rustling sound.
The sense of voyeurism became stronger, and Cang Jiuyuan, who was once again slightly uneasy, turned around, only to see nothing behind him except his shadow.
Just as he turned around, Cang Jiuyuan suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.
shadow……?
His hair suddenly stood up, and he was about to turn his head when a palm covered his mouth, and the irresistible force subdued him in an instant.
There was a sound of leaves scratching, and Cang Jiuyuan was dragged into this twisted forest.
The sound gets further and further away until it disappears.
The remaining five people continued, and they soon discovered the fact that one person was missing.
The hand covering his mouth was released, and Cang Jiuyuan was dragged along by one leg. He turned his back to the sky, staring at the black figure in front of him in fear.
"Mu...Musu...?"
He recognized Musu by the name above his head.
Mu Su Youyou turned around and said, "The ancient evil god has been very fond of you since just now, hahahahaha."
"I...I don't want to die." Cang Jiuyuan's lips made a nod.
"Come with me~ Let's set off at dawn~" Mu Su, who completely ignored him, dragged her forward, humming a song.
A voice surged from the bottom of his heart, and Cang Cang Jiuyuan shouted with all his accumulated strength.
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In September, I went to Fuxing to take a rough look at this forest.
The woods are very big. If you light a fire here and it will burn until daytime tomorrow, it doesn't seem to be a problem, but...
When I turned around in September, I saw the outline of the hill not far away. The firelight of the fire hut could no longer be seen here, maybe it was because the angle was wrong.
This place is too close to the camp. Once a being attracted by the fire discovers the camp...
Playing with fire and burning yourself.
Jiuyue Fuxing felt a little sad. The disappearance of Mu Su was a destabilizing factor. If he were a teammate, he could play a very big role, but the fact is that Mu Su was only a superficial teammate...
A popular post in the game tribe, "Musu Strategy Manual", states that Musu is a vindictive, petty, narrow-minded, and extremely vengeful guy. If you encounter him and cannot kill him with one hit, the best way is to surrender.
After the third round of the Death Tournament, the manual was updated with new content, and Mu Su's weaknesses were also discovered one after another.
He is soft-hearted, takes soft things rather than hard ones, and rarely refuses girls' requests.
In other words, the way momu treats Mu Su is very useful.
It is not only Mu Su who is scary, but also his derivatives, the "fake Mu Su", let's call them that. This group of people is headed by Mu Su, or players who have the same style as Mu Su. This group of people constantly persecute those players
Many players complain that after sleeping, they have the highest rate of mental illness in the federation.
Fortunately, these players at least still want to complete the main plot, unlike Mu Su who harms others and does not benefit himself, and does everything based on his heart...
"Help! Come and save me! Mu Su is targeting me!!!"
Suddenly, a cry with a tearful tone cut through the air in the dead forest.