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Oh, it turns out this is a ghost in Qingqing Grassland.

The driver sighed, and the resentment in his heart turned into helplessness. He really envied Xiaoying's big heart, or rather his heartlessness.

"If it is really a mysterious lock with a space distortion effect, once we are out of each other's sight, we will be easily pulled away."

Zhao Zijin also regained his composure at this time and said loudly: "I am currently standing with Xiaoying and Midnight Howler. As for you, please report on your respective situations."

The hot air balloon crashed just now, and everyone's landing point was relatively close.

Li Sheng, Zhao Zijin, and Midnight Howl.

A group of riders, bandage men, Mendoza, and Catherine.

The two groups felt that they were very close to each other when they heard the sound, but they were unable to break through the tall grass and find the other group.

Electromagnetic waves are shielded, walkie-talkies cannot be used, and detection skills cannot penetrate the grass. In addition, the grass also has the ability to repair itself and return to its initial state.

For example, tie the first end of a rope to a stem, pull the end of the rope and walk a certain distance, and the first end of the rope will disappear on its own.

It is as if the observer effect of quantum mechanics has affected the macroscopic world - only things that are watched by living people at all times can remain unchanged.

In other words, there is no way to mark the road by leaving landmarks.

This was also proven in other places - the three hydrogen balloons that Li Sheng had left on the side of the road to calibrate the distance all floated away and merged into the dark sky.

"Fortunately, the mission battery is not lost."

Zhao Zijin held the mission battery, pondered for a moment, and shouted to the rider on the other side of the grass: "Rider, do you have a vehicle that can carry people? Let's drive in the opposite direction of the arrow given by the radar map first and see. Can we get back to the road?"

"good."

The driver took out an open-top four-wheel-drive off-road vehicle from the backpack rail. This vehicle was a bit like an African grassland sightseeing vehicle. It was small and exquisite and had almost no protective capabilities. It was small enough to fit directly into the backpack.

Zhao Zijin opened a Dragon Ball capsule and summoned an armored off-road vehicle capable of both land and water.

The two groups of people drove towards the road at the same time. In order to prevent anyone from falling off the convertible, the driver also took a climbing rope and chained himself and three other ordinary people together.

In a depressing atmosphere, everyone drove for an hour. In theory, they should have seen the highway, but there was still only endless green tall grass ahead.

To make matters worse, the mission battery was in trouble.

"Something's wrong!" Midnight Howl picked up the battery with a serious expression. The center area of ​​the original bucket-shaped battery was emitting a light yellow light from top to bottom.

But now, the crystal on top is no longer glowing. It's as if the battery displayed on the phone has dropped a bit, with 90% remaining.

"Isn't it a power leak?"

Li Sheng took the battery, with a stern look in his eyes, and said in a deep voice with a trembling electronic voice: "Su Yunjin, why do you pay me what you owe me here -"

The sound was so magical that Zhao Zijin, who was driving in the driver's seat, couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror with an expression on his face that he had seen a ghost.

Li Shengyun put down the battery gently and said calmly: "Okay, I can confirm that there is indeed a power leakage."

Zhao Zijin managed to keep his expression calm and analyzed calmly: "No situation is the best situation in the killing field. On the other hand, any unexpected situation may lead to a bad situation."

Midnight Howl frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"It's time for us to turn back."

Zhao Zijin stepped on the brakes, lowered the window, and shouted out the window, asking the red driver to turn around and drive in the direction indicated by the radar map.

The two groups turned back again and drove at full speed.

The "remaining power" of the battery continued to decline, gradually reaching 80%, and finally there was a different change ahead.

Burnt-smelling dust began to appear on some tall grass blades.

The gray is slightly sticky, feels like space sand, and gives Li Sheng an inexplicably familiar sense of sight.

A bit like the flesh and blood of the infected body of the Insect Lord God?

This is the feeling. Since the dust has become inorganic, Li Sheng cannot reverse the ability of the evil infected body by absorbing genes.

The further you drove forward, the denser the dust spread, until a pit suddenly appeared in front of you.

The pit is about ten meters in diameter and three meters deep. There is no plant growth in the pit, nor is it covered with humus. In the center lay a skeletal corpse wearing a loose jacket.

Next to the body stood a metal monument more than two meters high.

Li Sheng took a breath, "Yamucha!"

"Yamucha is such a ghost."

Even the cold-blooded Zhao Zijin couldn't help but complain, stepped on the brakes urgently, and asked the riders and others in the distance to stop as well.

The sudden appearance of the corpse was so strange that Zhao Zijin didn't dare to approach it directly, so he released the drone and flew close to the ground.

There is no grass growing in the pit, so the drone can successfully transmit back the image.

The skeleton was seen lying on its side, with the silver "Amalgam" words embroidered on its back.

Zhao Zijin said in shock: "Amalgam?!"

Li Sheng reacted instantly, "That guild?"

"What are you talking about?"

Midnight Howl frowned. He was neither an operator of the Global Occult Alliance, nor did he have enough time and experience to collect information like Li Sheng, so he didn't understand what the two were talking about.

"That was a small guild that has been destroyed."

Zhao Zijin said quickly: "The killing game started four years ago, and the first batch of players were all drawn from the killing field.

At that time, everyone was just beginning to understand the killing field, and there was no so-called order at all. The chaebols and state machines hunt players, the players kill the chaebols, and the players kill each other, creating extreme chaos.

This situation lasted for about half a year, until the Whale Song organization established a global anonymous forum. The player group had a communication platform and the capital to negotiate and compromise with the state machine. This prevented the spread of chaos to a certain extent. "

“At that time, many lone wolf players began to form small-scale organizations and associations.

What [Shark Beating Center]

【Flying Spaghetti Cult】

【Brotherhood of Steel】

[The Black Organization: Today is another day of infiltration]

The names of these small associations are meant to be a joke. They are not only clubs of interest, but also places where young players can gather together to keep warm.

Many of the big guilds you know now, such as [Demon Scientists Alliance], [Thousand-Mawed Beast], etc., were small organizations in the beginning. "

Li Sheng then said that the player forum does not have the bad habit of randomly deleting posts like Baidu Tieba. You can still find many excellent posts from the past, so as to understand the things of that era.

"[Amalgam] is named after the villain organization of the same name in the light novel "Full Metal Panic". It is one of the earliest small-scale guilds, and it is also one of the guilds that survived the chaotic period.

Until a year ago, the guild leader, the Level 30 psychic powerhouse [Mithril], took all ten guild members to explore the killing field for unknown reasons. As a result, all members disappeared. "