Looking at Haiya Beach, Xu Xiaoning struggled to dig out the sand pit at his feet.
When the brown gravel stirred up and the deep silt emerged, new content appeared on his status bar.
[Construction (common) sequence 9-9]
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The sound of the waves fills my ears day and night.
In the dry forest of the nameless island, I looked, heard, asked, and struggled to dig the earth pit at my feet.
When the gray soil was turned over and the stone fragments cut off the roots of the gnarled tree, new content appeared on his status bar.
[Construction (common) sequence 9-9]
They should have dug a hole in open space... Wang Wenwenn thought clearly. Although the dry forest helped hide his body, the roots under the soil seriously hindered the digging speed. Maybe he could only dig out a tomb to accommodate himself when it got dark.
If it's at the beach...
He was looking, hearing, asking, and thinking out of boredom when he suddenly stopped and looked up into the depths of the dead forest.
He seemed to hear a soft rustling sound, was it the wind blowing...
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Confused, Xu Xiaoning paid attention to return to the sandpit.
Maybe he just misheard. Many players were talking on the beach. It is normal to mishear, but auditory hallucinations...
Xu Xiaoning glanced at the status bar. For "Wanghaiya Man", there is no low sanity state.
And when he lowered his head and continued digging, the call and whisper sounded again.
"Xu Xiaoning..."
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After confirming that he heard correctly, Wang Wen Wen Qie suddenly raised his head and stared deep into the dead forest.
There's no mistake, there's no wind... there's something wandering in the forest.
He reluctantly swept through the pit that could accommodate him, hoping that there were no traces covered up. He even dug a few more times on purpose, and then quietly stepped back.
I just hope that the existence deep in the dry forest can be temporarily confused.
The sudden cold feeling spread from the buttocks to the whole body, causing the body to freeze.
Just a tree trunk…just a tree trunk…
Wang Wenwen inquired to comfort himself, but the fact should be that there was nothing in the direction he retreated.
At the same time, at the edge of his vision, a shadow quietly wrapped around the motionless Wang, Wenwen and Qian.
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"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Xu Xiaoning screamed and crawled back, away from the source of his fear - the sand pit he dug.
"Did you wake up Mu Susu, who has been sleeping for a hundred years?" Mu Su's head popped up from the edge of the sand pit with a gloomy look.
"Young architect, you lost this shovel..." Mu Su raised the vague shovel-shaped mud block and swung the shovel hidden behind his back: "It's still this wooden shovel!"
The afterimage scratched against Xu Xiaoning's scalp, scraping off a few strands of hair. The latter screamed in shock and ran away.
【Old wooden shovel】
【Props】
【normal】
[It is difficult to distinguish a wooden shovel from any wood chip.]
*Things you will only use if you don’t have tools.
Equipment without any value is better than free money.
Mu Su raised his eyes and looked in the direction Xu Xiaoning fled, stepping on the footprints left behind.
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"Huh...huh..."
Wangwenwenqie clutched her chest that was about to explode, staggered into the tide, and fell down on the shallow beach.
With an unobstructed view of the empty beach, he seemed to be far away from the shadow——
Wangwenwenqie suddenly turned behind him, and there was nothing but the waves rushing towards the shore.
The shadow seemed to be far away, but Wang Wenwen felt uneasy, always feeling that some kind of gaze was close at hand. Slightly startled, he slowly rolled his eyes towards the reflection that was licking him...
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Xu Xiaoning, who survived the disaster, hid in the hut, staring at the constantly shaking door latch in fear.
Gala Gala——
The door shook violently and was firmly hung on the latch.
For more than ten seconds, the trembling wooden door stopped and fell into silence.
The presence in the corridor seemed to have left.
Gradually, Xu Xiaoning's attention fell from the corridor outside the door to the noise outside the window behind her.
"Have you heard that Mu Su has been resurrected on our Wanghai Cliff..."
"I just saw him heading towards the beach. Did you hear it? The screams on the beach."
Isn’t this what happened to me?
Xu Xiaoning paid attention to the conversation outside the window and listened quietly.
An angry voice sounded: "We just watch him wreaking havoc in our place? We should gather together and drive him away!"
"Drive away?"
"That's it...that's it! Do you understand?"
In Xu Xiaoning's mind, a player scratched his neck with his palm.
"Well... that's not the case. After all, Mu Su didn't mess with us, and he just helped the players in the tournament get out of trouble..."
"If you don't resist completely, you don't resist completely! I get worried when I think of Mu Su in our Wanghai Cliff. If you don't do it, I will!"
The voice spoke eloquently, and then there was the sound of bang bang hitting the glass.
"Are there any players inside? Listen to me! Mu Su has arrived at our Wanghai Cliff. We should unite to drive him away."
Xu Xiaoning was hesitant - the lost wooden shovel really hurt his heart. It was one of the few props the "Wanghai Cliff Man" had.
"Come out quickly and let's drive Musu away together."
The pats and invitations sounded again, and Xu Xiaoning, who was born with courage, turned to the window.
Then he saw Mu Su's deformed face pressed against the glass, staring straight at himself in the room, repeating the voice he heard.
"Why haven't you come out yet? Come out quickly..."
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This kind of thing is so terrible that it is indescribable.
Wangwen Wenqie, who was dragged into the sea by the reflection, panicked.
The more he struggled, the stronger the tear became. Cold seawater rushed into his lungs, and the choking and lack of oxygen made it difficult to think.
At this moment, he caught a glimpse of Qianye's remarks among the comments that were difficult to distinguish between true and false.
"What are you doing?"
"Why did you drag yourself into the sea?"
"There are only seven sanity points left. Are you controlled by illusions?"
He couldn't identify it after looking at it, but when his struggle was futile, he chose to let go of his hand.
Then, the power to pull himself into the seawater disappeared. Wangwenwennqie raised his mouth again and coughed violently.
“Cough cough cough cough——”
With tears and runny noses streaming down his face, he looked up and saw a creeping shadow in the distance.
He still couldn't tell whether this was delirium or the terrible truth...
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The screaming players fled in all directions.
The figure of Musu chasing them is revealed.
The unlucky Shi Wan among the crowd was pushed down by someone unknown. When he struggled to get up, a shadow had already enveloped his whole body.
"I'm not afraid of you!"
"Poop Pill" shouted in a fierce voice.
But Mu Su just smiled evilly and looked down at him: "Secret skill! Snow Dance for Nine Heavens!"
Mu Su frantically rubbed his black hair, snowflake-like gravel fell down, and Poop Wan's eyes were lost.
He seemed to recall that snowstorm night, when his father resolutely stepped into the snow while he was crying.
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Wang Wen Wen Che slowly opened his eyes. The blurry beach was empty and nothing happened.
It's really just an illusion...
He smiled wryly and glanced at the sanity column with "nine-tenths" left. According to Qianye's reminder, the actual sanity value was "seven-tenths."
Delirium tampered with his vision.
Although Wang Wen Wen Qie believes that this illusion can bring a sense of immersion and excitement, it is actually somewhat foul...
But when Wang Wenwen returned to the excavation site after having a false alarm, his eyes froze.
A pair of footprints that did not belong to him or humans were imprinted on the dug out soft soil.
