I made myself the protagonist

"Judging from the content of the post relayed by Yu Yueyang, a lot of the information recorded in it is information that can only be explored by experienced people. No matter how smart Ning Jingxian is, he has just completed the novice mission, how could he write How can we produce so much high-quality content?”

Shen Tinglan held his chin, feeling that something was strange here. His intuition made him believe that Ning Jingxian was not the only founder behind this forum.

"That means there are other senior people helping. Although I don't know the other party's purpose, it would be too shameful to do so." Hubert's expression was heavy.

Although there are many people in the space who will do whatever it takes to survive, but even so, very few people take the initiative to harm innocent newcomers.

Shen Tinglan originally wanted to read those posts in person, so that he could roughly judge how many people were involved in this matter through their tone of voice, use of punctuation, and narrative style, and whether the creator behind it was an organization.

But now due to the constraints of the mission environment, Yu Yueyang and others' mobile phones cannot access the Internet at all.

"I can't understand why Ning Jingxian would do this. I know him very well, and he wants to live more than anyone else. How could he be so smart, how could he be willing to be someone else's pawn, and even take the risk to personally lead the team into the mission? ?" Tong Bi punched the table hard.

"It's just because he wanted to survive that he did this." Lin Qing suddenly spoke.

"What do you mean?" Tong Bi looked up at the other party, his eyes blank.

Lin Qing looked out the window calmly and wrote lightly: "Of course someone promised him benefits, so he would be willing to be used."

Seeing that Yu Yueyang and others were confused, Zhao Sicheng kindly explained to them the inside story of some transactions between players. The reason why Tong Bi dared to be the bait was because the other party had promised him many awesome life-saving props.

These life-saving props are expensive to redeem for points, and most newcomers cannot afford them. But with them, the chance of survival is much higher.

"It's just that this mission blocked our abilities as soon as it started, and we can't even use props. No matter how many things Ning Jingxian has on him, he can't survive alone in the forest." Xiaolong said: " Maybe he's already reaping the consequences."

"He deserves it!" Che Huili answered angrily: "I thought he was a good person at first, but I didn't expect... if it weren't for him, Li Yun wouldn't be dead!"

There was no further discussion about the forum. Seeing that it was getting late, everyone took a break one by one.

Ling Yun lay on the haystack and tossed and turned. For some reason, he always felt that things were not as simple as everyone thought.

But now I have no clue. Instead of struggling here, it is better to wait until the task is completed. If Lin Yuanqi can be resurrected, with his help, the true nature of this forum will be quickly figured out.

Ling Yun thought so, turned over, and planned to rest first.

At eleven o'clock in the night, smoke started burning in several villagers' homes, and the lights were extinguished one by one.

The village was extremely quiet. As Ling Yun had guessed, after two consecutive days of hunting, the well-fed werewolves did not attack the place again in the next three days.

Shen Tinglan's recovery speed was much faster than Hubert expected. When the other party repeatedly assured that his condition had returned to its original state, and judging from the objective situation, time could not continue to drag on any longer.

Finally, on the morning of the fourth day, everyone was fully armed and formally marched to the church.

Following the marks left before, Ling Yun led the team to the area near the decaying old church.

Although there has been no snow in the woods these past few days, the temperature has always been only a few degrees. It is dark in the woods, and the mountain wind is mixed with a bone-deep coldness. The air around the church is filled with a smell of decay and decay. , attracting many red-eyed crows.

Ling Yun stared intently at the gray and decaying Gothic building in front of him.

I heard from Mrs. Caroline that since 1015, Christianity has developed rapidly in Norway, and thousands of churches have been built in the country. The church near the village is a historical building left over 500 years ago. .

Now it has been abandoned for many years and has not been repaired. The cracks in the stone walls are covered with weeds. Under the ravages of the harsh natural environment, the milky white of the building's surface has turned into dark gray, exposing the red bricks inside.

"I didn't expect there to be such a spectacular church near this poor village."

Yu Yueyang raised his head and looked up at the zenith that towered into the clouds, feeling as if it was about to penetrate the sky. The tall black eaves were like a huge and heavy tombstone, filled with mystery and oppression.

When he looked again at the steps covered with long-dried black blood, Yu Yueyang couldn't help but shudder.

Everyone spent more than four hours setting up traps around the church.

It was already afternoon in the blink of an eye. Seeing that there was no movement inside or around the building, Ling Yun and Shen Tinglan decided to take action.

Time is limited, they must lure out the monster and deal with it before dark.

Passing through the dug-out cemetery, the crows standing on the tombstones were disturbed and flew around with strange cries. Looking at the bones scattered on the ground, Zhao Kai retreated again.

"Do we really want to go in together? In fact, why do we have to come to the door ourselves? Let's leave here now. The werewolf hasn't shown up anyway, and it may not catch up with us. Speaking of prey... there are other living people in the village, right? .”

Zhao Kai knew that he was selfish for saying this, but the closer he got to the church, the uneasy feeling in his heart became stronger.

Ling Yun walked at the front and said to him without looking back: "If you want to leave, feel free. But from the moment you leave the team, we are no longer the same person."

Zhao Kai's face turned blue and white. He looked at Yu Yueyang and Che Huili, but finally said nothing.

"We will try our best to ensure your safety, provided that you cooperate well." Lin Qing added lightly.

Ling Yun took the lead in pushing open the ajar door of the church.

The moment everyone entered the church, the feeling of admiring the majestic building disappeared immediately. The strong smell of blood assaulted the nostrils, and a chill that almost penetrated into the spleen gave Zhao Kai goose bumps.

A faint light came from the dark west side of the church, the flames of a few white candles kept swaying, and a thick layer of wax condensed on the window sill.

The colorful window grilles depicting biblical stories on both sides of the church are covered with dirt. These beautiful glasses have long since decayed like withered flowers, exuding the smell of decay and death.

The middle cabin is where believers worship. There is an altar directly opposite the hall. The altar is semicircular, with an altar in the center.

There were many gnawed bones scattered in the corner of the altar, almost all of which were mutated creatures such as wild dogs and wild boars.

The stench from the rotting bones and flesh attracted many mosquitoes and flies, but one of the blood-stained camouflage jackets attracted everyone's attention.

Because that piece of clothing was exactly the same as the coats everyone was wearing.

Ling Yun used a stick to open the clothes. Without any warning, a bloody human head that had been eaten was revealed under the clothes. That was Anders' head.

The other party still maintained the painful and horrified expression he had when he was killed, and most of his face had been chewed away until only bones remained.

"It's probably because Pan Dequan's body was decomposed in space after his death, and the werewolf attacked another villager the next day because he didn't have enough to eat." Ling Yun speculated.

As soon as he finished speaking, the muscles on the corpse's face suddenly twitched several times. Seeing this scene, Zhao Kai and Che Huili screamed at the same time. Under the horrified gaze of the two, a gray mouse bit open the cheek of the corpse.

He got out quickly.

Ling Yun quickly took out the shovel with quick eyes and beat the mouse to the ground.

A gust of cold wind blew into the church, and the white window curtains began to flutter restlessly. The last drop of wax oil before the candles were extinguished hung on the candlesticks, and the fifteenth-century carved window lattice made a faint sound of crushing walnuts.

In a daze, Ling Yun heard intermittent sobbing.

The sound came from the chapel to the north of the church. Along with the strange sound, everyone also heard a crisp sound similar to the collision of metal.