King of Black Mist

Twenty minutes later, Li Changzhou went up to replace him. Li Qianxia was reluctant to leave and looked back and forth on the desert several times.

Li Changzhou glanced at her: "Why, do you still like this place?"

Li Qianxia's eyes were still looking for something. She said, "Brother, do you think that snake will attack us again?"

"Maybe, maybe not, the end of Shen Congwen's "Border Town"."

"If I kill it, maybe I can buy the 'bigger and smaller' skill." Li Qianxia's tone was full of yearning.

"Do you want to get bigger or smaller? Specifically, where do you want to get bigger and where do you want to get smaller?"

"Anyway, I definitely know where you want to get bigger."

"Is there something wrong with your head? I'm burying you." Li Changzhou looked like he had nothing to say, and then said, "Speaking of which, I really want the skills of a chameleon."

"Is it convenient for you to peek into the women's locker room?"

"Get off!"

Yang Qinglan glanced at the gecko-like brother and sister on the cliff, and then focused his gaze on both sides of the canyon, sensing no movement while rubbing a handful of grass seeds in his hand.

The "thorns" she exchanged required grass seeds as casting materials. Grass seeds are not sold in the game and cannot be brought in from reality.

I didn't take this matter to heart at first. In nature, grass absorbs water and converts sunlight. Herbivores eat grass, and carnivores eat herbivores.

A place with life is absolutely indispensable for grass.

But I didn’t expect it to be a desert this time.

Still, grass seeds are now being found.

If they really can't find grass seeds, what they should worry about is not the grass seeds, but where to find water.

After Li Qianxia went down to rest, Li Changzhou looked up at the sky. The blue sky in the heat wave seemed to be shaking in the water.

He remembered that October in 2017, when he was lying on the military base holding an AK series rifle. His ears were filled with the sound of gunfire, the smell of gunpowder stung his nose, and bullets hit the elevated iron railings from time to time, making a clanging sound.

He huddled on the high shelf, not daring to show his head. His hands were shaking, his heart was beating, and he wanted to pee. He looked up at the sky. The scenery was very similar to now.

That was when the 'PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds' terrorist training base first started recruiting people.

Li Changzhou wiped the sweat from his temples, withdrew his eyes and thoughts, and looked around cautiously.

No one ever came.

Maybe an animal came quietly, but they didn't notice it, and the other party didn't attack.

Time is like water seeping out of a rock, flowing away drop by drop.

In the evening, the wind picked up and the sand and dust were flying, as if there was an invisible giant hand spreading golden powder on the desert.

The sound of rustling is endless.

"Be careful," Zheng Qing warned in a low voice at the bottom of the canyon, "some animals will use the wind and sand to cover up the sound of footsteps."

"Understood!" Li Qianxia responded, and now it was her turn to watch the wind again.

Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan collected branches and dead grass in the canyon to prepare for night.

At night, the temperature in the desert would drop sharply below zero. The four of them were wearing thin clothes and without a fire, they would definitely get sick even if they didn't freeze to death.

If you fall ill in the value game, even if it is not the death penalty, you will be sentenced to three years in prison, and you will be in constant fear all day long.

Only by surviving these tests can one's own 'value' be improved. This is probably what nature means.

Starting a fire is easy.

Zheng Qing borrowed Yang Qinglan's dagger and took another bullet from Li Changzhou's AK.

I don’t know how she did it, but the bullet slug was pulled out in a blink of an eye. She poured out half of the gunpowder, cut a piece of fabric from her military uniform and stuffed it inside.

"Okay," she handed the bullet to Li Changzhou, "aim it at the hay."

"What is said in the elementary school text "The Master of the Big Forest" turns out to be true." Li Changzhou loaded the bullet and said with great interest.

"What's "Master of the Forest"?" Zheng Qing showed a poor student expression.

"It's nothing." Li Changzhou handed the AK to Yang Qinglan, "Would you like to try shooting? Maybe there will be a situation where only you can shoot."

"That's fine." Yang Qinglan took the gun.

"I'll teach you, like this, raise the gun, look here, and hold the butt of the gun here."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk!" Li Qianxia's cheering voice came from above.

Yang Qinglan kept her head still and glanced at Li Changzhou with her beautiful eyes.

"Uh-huh." Li Changzhou took a few steps back.

"It's very accurate. Just shoot." He pointed at the haystack.

"I can't even speak Mandarin anymore. Someone has a guilty conscience."

"If you stay quiet, no one will think you have heatstroke." Li Changzhou warned Li Qianxia in a cold voice.

"Brother," if Li Qianxia cared about his warning, she wouldn't be Li Qianxia, ​​"If a girl lets you get so close, at least it proves."

"boom!"

Along with the sound of gunshots, burning strips of cloth fell on the hay, and Li Qianxia shivered in fright.

She quickly withdrew her gaze and continued to patrol with her eyes.

Li Changzhou added branches and shrubs bit by bit, and soon the bonfire was blazing and burning brightly.

The shadows of everyone swayed on both sides of the canyon.

As the shadows get darker, the heat begins to disappear and the cold begins to set the stage.

At night, in addition to dealing with the cold, you also have to be prepared for enemies that may appear at any time in the dark, which is more dangerous than during the day.

Li Changzhou sighed: "I would rather it be daytime all the time."

"It's dangerous at night, and it's the same for other contestants." Yang Qinglan looked calm and put a dead branch into the fire pit.

The flames painted her face in goddess-like glory.

There is no saying that there is no vigil, no one intends to sleep tonight and is ready to fight at any time.

"I wonder if there will be any contestants coming." Li Qianxia strung the daytime chameleon's tail on a "mosquito-style vampire gun" and roasted it on the fire.

It wasn't for eating - she didn't know if she could eat it, she just wanted to try sucking the blood from the "corpse", and by the way, she wanted to satisfy her desire to bake something.

"Can I go somewhere?"

"What's my place and your place?" Li Changzhou raised his head and looked at the three of them.

The three of them looked at each other as he did, and the four of them stood up at the same time, looking towards the cliff on the left.

Li Changzhou was holding an AK, Li Qianxia was holding a steel gun, and Yang Qinglan was hiding behind Li Changzhou, with a dagger in his left hand and grass seeds in his right hand.

Zheng Qing grabbed the reddish soil on the ground and threw it towards the source of the sound.

The soil particles hit the cliff, making a dry sound. The four people's eyes were dazzled, and the source of the sound disappeared at the edge of the firelight and sank into darkness.

"what?!"

"I didn't see it clearly! I was on the wall. The gecko is back? Or is it a spider?"

"The white one looks like a skeleton." Li Changzhou was not sure.

Li Qianxia was trembling with fear: "Brother, don't talk nonsense, this is a scientific natural game, not a supernatural story!"

She had been afraid of ghosts since she was a child. When she read ghost stories, she asked Li Changzhou to sleep with her for several days.

"I haven't left yet." Yang Qinglan suddenly said.

Everyone fell silent, held their breath, and looked nervously into the darkness.

The bonfire crackled, and the shadows of the four men watched them silently behind them.

"Can I go somewhere?" I couldn't tell whether it was a child or a female voice, which came from the darkness again.

Li Qianxia swallowed her saliva and moved behind Li Changzhou.

Li Changzhou took a step forward, his finger on the trigger slightly dented: "What are you?"

"..." The object in the dark seemed to be thinking.

"Are you a human, or what?" Zheng Qing asked, listening attentively, preparing to find out the approximate location of the other party based on his voice.

"What's written on the ID card?" Yang Qinglan asked.

"Identity card" is a supernatural concept in the value game. Any contestant, even an earthworm, can naturally understand it and understand the flame text on it.

After a while, the object in the dark said, "Pygmy marmoset."

What is a pygmy marmoset? The four of them looked like poor students at the same time.

Li Changzhou used his peripheral vision to ask Yang Qinglan for his opinion on what to do next.

"Okay, come here." Yang Qinglan's voice was soft, like a kindergarten teacher, but her cold and sharp eyes were staring straight into the darkness.

At the junction of firelight and darkness, a short, white and tender hand stretched out.

As the dwarf marmoset exposed its entire body, the four of them gasped. Yang Qinglan, who was about to use "Repulse", also stopped his plan.

A naked child was hanging on the wall.

It was as big as Li Changzhou's hand.