Between mountains and rivers, on a winding mountain road, the sun is bright and hot.
The air is dry, the leaves on both sides are wilted, and the few birds chirping are also wilted.
Wearing only a white vest, Zhou Yang sat on a big rock under the shade of a tree on the side of the mountain, staring blankly ahead, as if looking at the distant scenery, but his pupils were not focused, and he was obviously in a daze.
In fact, Zhou Yang was understanding the information that appeared in his mind.
“I killed the Xilu team and was chosen by the ‘main god’ in the dark world. I became a glorious traveler of the heavens and a warrior who conquered the heavens.
And this is no longer the world of Resident Evil."
After Zhou Yang briefly sorted out the information imprinted in his mind, he analyzed it and came to a conclusion.
After all, he has already traveled through time once, and Zhou Yang's nerves have been severely beaten, so the current situation is just that he has traveled through time again.
Moreover, after meeting the trial conditions in this world, you still have to return to the world you came from.
"The P266 pistol and Steyr rifle are gone."
After recovering from the message imprinted in his mind by the Lord God, Zhou Yang immediately checked the items on his body.
After all, judging from what happened before, the relationship between these time-travelers who are fighting for life and death is not harmonious! And being called a warrior by that neither-male nor female voice shows that this world is definitely not safe.
!I don’t have anything to protect my life, so I’m really panicking.
All the pistols and rifles he carried were gone, only the holster under his ribs and a saber on his leg.
"It seems that the pistol and rifle were probably left in the biological world when they traveled through time. It is possible that the Lord God has his own set of rules and does not allow travelers to privately carry weapons that are more powerful than a certain level."
Zhou Yang looked at the current situation and tried to reason.
"well?"
Just when Zhou Yang subconsciously looked at his personal space, he suddenly made a sound of surprise.
Not only was the portable space not discovered by the Lord God, he followed it, and all the firearms and ammunition were also inside. What surprised Zhou Yang even more was that the unchanging one cubic space actually tripled, turning into a space with two cubes.
Meters of portable space!
With these two cubic spaces, you can even sleep in them!
This time, Zhou Yang was pleasantly surprised, and his anxious mood suddenly calmed down.
He has become accustomed to the existence of portable space. For Zhou Yang, it is like a quilt after watching a ghost movie. Just covering him can give him a huge sense of security in his heart.
There is a backup of Zhou Yang's weapons in the space, or the things in the space are Zhou Yang's real possessions. Although most of them were consumed in the fierce battle before, there are still some left that support Zhou Yang now.
confidence.
He took out a Rolock 17 pistol from the space, took out the magazine and took a look, then inserted it into the holster under his ribs.
The Lord God did not interfere in this process.
"It seems that the Lord God will only intervene and intercept weapons and equipment that reach a certain level of power when traveling through time."
This made Zhou Yang feel even more relieved, and he took out the spare Steyr rifle.
Throwing the camouflage jacket he was holding into his carry-on space, Zhou Yang began to explore along the mountain road: "I don't know what this trial world is about. According to the routine, shouldn't the Lord God assign trial tasks?"
This section of the mountain road is quite wide, with lush mountain forests on both sides. However, under the scorching sun at noon, a layer of mist has formed, making the leaves look a little wilted and listless.
After walking up the mountain for a while, the right side of the mountain road turned into a cliff. Looking down was a grand canyon, a vast and endless deep forest.
Looking into the distance, there are continuous mountains and deep mountains and old forests. Everything is hidden under the seemingly peaceful green trees.
Walking further and turning a corner, Zhou Yang heard the sound of water. Looking up, a clear spring was bubbling out.
From the spring as big as the mouth of a bowl, sweet clear water kept emerging, forming a small pool of one meter in diameter on the ground. The water in the pool kept overflowing and flowed into an underground channel.
, and merged into the underground rivers extending in all directions.
There was a dusty rope wrapped around the branches of the old locust tree next to the pool. It was obvious that someone had stayed here.
"I don't know what kind of world this is or what kind of place this is."
The traces of human activities did not make Zhou Yang feel relaxed.
In a strange world, deep in the mountains and old forests, I don’t know what kind of unknown dangers are waiting for me.
It's better now at noon, but at night, it will be very dangerous to be alone in this dense forest. The reason why Zhou Yang is still calm and composed now is because of the courage given to him by the gun in his hand and the space he carries with him.
In the previous battle with the West Road Team, Zhou Yang threw away many of the supplies in the space because they took up too much space. Even the kettle was thrown away by Zhou Yang.
Now that there are two cubic spaces, the inside seems much more spacious.
Zhou Yang rolled up his sleeves with a thirsty mouth, squatted next to the pool, poured a handful of water with his hand, and smelled it. The water vapor was cool and sweet, which looked particularly attractive under the scorching sun.
This was living water gushing from underground springs. It was refreshing and clean. Zhou Yang took a sip with peace of mind to quench his thirst and relieve his fatigue.
He reached out and took out a palm-sized silver bag from the space, tore open the opening and poured a handful of water. The bag immediately expanded, the temperature rose rapidly, and soon the aroma of braised pork mixed with rice hit his face.
This is marching rations, one of the items Zhou Yang always keeps in his carry-on space to protect his life in extreme environments.
"Chi Chi, Chi Chi..."
"Chirp, chirp~ chirp, chirp~"
While eating, Zhou Yang suddenly heard a burst of birdsong. He looked in the direction of the birdsong and immediately saw a group of birds hovering over the forest.
The forest, which had been so quiet just now, with even the insects not bothering to chirp, seemed to have woken up and suddenly became lively.
Zhou Yang stood up vigilantly, ran to the edge of the cliff with his rice bag, and looked down.
It's just a deep forest with nothing visible at all.
After finishing the meal in two or three, they threw away the meal bag, picked up the Steyr rifle, and looked down through the scope on the rifle in the direction where the birds were gathering.
A winding mountain road hidden among the mountains and forests appeared in Zhou Yang's eyes.
On the mountain road, two men riding motorcycles burst into Zhou Yang's sight.
The motorcycle brought two dragons. The two men riding the motorcycle were dressed in shit-yellow military uniforms and carried an old-fashioned rifle on their backs.
"Devil?"
Looking at the familiar clothes, Zhou Yang was softly surprised.
"Ding!"
At the same time, the bracelet on Zhou Yang's wrist suddenly shimmered, and the Lord God's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
