Lie Down and Win In Horror Games

    The time of departure came, before Yan Zhengyan was sent, the little yellow chicken repeated the world information:

    World Class: Intermediate

    World Name: Beasts

    Time: fifteen days

    Character: Traveler

    Mission: Leave No Man's Land

    Rule: None.

    Routine dizziness again. Maybe it was a habit, but Yan Zhengyan could barely open her eyes. She subconsciously activated the reincarnation eye, and only saw colorful light, overwhelming the sky, and then her consciousness fell into darkness.

    Yan Zhengyan stood staggeringly at the delivery site, and there were scattered people lying beside him.

    They dress differently. After some people woke up, they took the lead in guarding and covering up. Some people were already confused, their lips were dry and their skin was raised, and they faintly hummed for water from their throats.

    The area like a steamer also makes Yan Zhengyan's body lose moisture rapidly. As soon as she touched her forehead, she was soaked with sweat, so she first summoned the spiritual power that she had voluntarily put away due to her coma, turned it into a close-fitting cooling suit, and then she could not wait to quench her thirst from her backpack.

    The people lying down are all strangers, and from their inappropriate dress, it can be seen that they are all sent missioners, not aborigines.

    This is a desolate Gobi Desert, the ground is full of large or small stones.

    Although Yan Zhengyan is not at risk of heat stroke, she still decides to set off to find a shelter for the sun, for safety and to explore the specific situation of the world.

    This time the world mission is ambiguous, it only talks about escaping from no-man’s land, but does not delineate the scope. Does that mean that as long as you find an aboriginal person, you can escape from the no-man's land?

    No one can answer.

    Before leaving, Yan Zhengyan, who had a sudden kindness, woke up those comatose people on the ground with pain. When they were furious to look for the "murderer", the perpetrator had long since left.

    In the barren environment, Yan Zhengyan walked with her back to the sun. She put on a hat, goggles, covered her mouth and nose, and held a small 3D map to ensure that she was walking in a straight line.

    An hour passed without the temperature rising.

    The slightly astringent fragrance of green grass came from the air, which irresistibly invaded Yan Zhengyan's sense of smell.

      for two.

    The two are distinct, exist in parallel, and do not interfere with each other.

    Scenarios that would not normally occur at the same time declare their particularity.

    Not far away, on the parallel line of the two, there is a wooden house with three floors, connected by an open-air wooden ladder, located in the Gobi Desert, close to the fence.

    This is clearly man-made.

    Wangshan broke his leg, and it took Yan Zhengyan nearly four hours to walk under the wooden house.

    As the sun sets, the horizon is burgundy, azure, golden, pink and white, the clouds stretch, and the scene is magnificent.

    She entered the second floor of the wooden house with the door open, and it was empty.

    However, although the house is made of wood, it is very elegant, with artistic patterns carved everywhere.

    All the utensils in it, such as tables and chairs, beds, chandeliers, and low couch, are all made of wood, which have been carefully polished and smooth without roughness.

    Take a break, Yan Zhengyan continues to explore.

    She found that only the house on this floor had the door open, and the doors on the first and third floors were locked.

    This accessible house can see traces of someone's life, and there are scattered kitchen utensils, wooden books, and curtains. But it is old and vacant for a long time, and the utensils are full of sand and dust.

    No-man's land, it is obviously a place with harsh environment where no one can survive, so Yan Zhengyan decided to go to the area with lush green grass to find out.

    But it's getting late, and I can't see my fingers outside. Not wanting to take risks in the dark, Yan Zhengyan, who turned on the energy-saving lamps, closed the door, rested for a night, and explored again tomorrow.

    In the middle of the night, Yan Zhengyan, who was lying on the low couch, heard a disturbing knock on the door not far away.

     trust. There was also a crying child in the interval of the speech.

    Is that the gang of weak chicken taskers during the day? The cry of a child pretended to be quite similar. Yan Zhengyan didn't think much, was sleepy and didn't answer.

    After a lot of tossing, the low-level actors outside the door still broke into the door, even if it was dangerous, because the low temperature outside the door was already below zero, and they were all wearing summer clothes. trembling.

    "Nobody inside!"

    "Great! Let's rest quickly and get up early tomorrow. I don't know what the **** this place is, it always makes people go back."

    "Yes. Fortunately, there is that stupid big man with a lack of brains..."

    "Shut up! Don't talk about the past. Go to sleep!"

    "Good good."

    Five or six people quickly fell silent, and each found a place to stay.

    The next morning, the cool sunlight slowly shone into the wooden house and covered Yan Zhengyan's eyes.

    She was shocked by the coolness and quickly sobered up.

    The horizontal rail behind the wooden door has been broken into two sections, and the corpse is lying on one side. The bookcase that was originally in the bedroom was pushed down in front of the wooden door by the group of people who came in the middle of the night, blocking it as an obstacle.

    They slept well and looked strange.

    Yan Zhengyan pushed open the wooden window facing the meadow, and the fresh breeze brought in a refreshing breath.

    The fence separating the grassland and the Gobi Desert is very strong, about one meter high, and it stretches into the distance.

    A tall black man was standing in front of the wooden fence, dressed in sackcloth, covering his eyes with his hands, looking out.

    Is this what they call a "stupid man"?

    Sure enough, there can be no fools in this level of game world.

    Not planning to push open the bookcase to open the door, Yan Zhengyan jumped down through the window, flipped in midair, landed on the grass perfectly, got down on one knee, and got up handsomely.

    The grass rumbled and vibrated, and a large group of black shadows in the distance approached, with a magnificent momentum.

    These usually fierce beasts turned out to be dispatched in groups. When approaching the fence, the beasts braked abruptly and stopped.

    They eagerly nibble on the juicy grass, like scraping the ground.

    After a while, the beasts, who were moving in unison, stopped to eat, turned around and lined up side by side, roared at each other, and walked westward along the fence.

    Several people in the wooden house were awakened by the shocking roar of the beasts. After a second of surprise, they hurriedly removed the bookcase, jumped down the stairs in three or two, and moved with the beasts.

    The black people on the side were ignored by them.

    A team of beasts that move neatly like this is the result of artificial training. Then as long as you follow them, you can find humans, and you can leave the no-man’s land.

    Simple reasoning is obvious.

    Yan Zhengyan followed behind the beasts, wearing a mask to isolate the strong animal smell.

    However, next, the behavior of the beasts is confusing.

    They were racing like a race, and suddenly they turned back and ran eastward. When three beasts first passed the invisible line of the parallel wooden house, they stopped one after another.

    Can't keep up with the speed of the beasts at all, Yan Zhengyan reluctantly gave up struggling and began to slowly follow their walking traces.

    Unfortunate for a short man who was about to hurdle, he put his hand on the fence recklessly, and just raised one foot, he twitched like poison, and finally fell into a coma, but his hands and feet were still tight Post a fence.

    Yan Zhengyan walked from early morning to dark, and even used nutrients while walking, but a mountain buried the footprints of the beasts.

    She doesn't believe in evil, and decides to wait until tomorrow morning to see where the herd comes from. So taking advantage of the dim light, she climbed up to the center of a giant tree, and locked herself with a slipknot to the tree before resting to prevent it from rolling over and falling.

    In the early morning of the next day, the sky was still dark and there was no sunlight. Yan Zhengyan had woken up, slightly excited.

    After taking a simple shower, she climbed to the top of the tree and concentrated on looking for the huge movement of the herd.

    "When will we go? I'm exhausted. Why do I think yesterday's herd appeared from the northwest?" The bearded Cheng Dali grumbled to express his dissatisfaction .

    Hou Changshou, who is thin and has a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, was impatient, but he still reassured him: "Okay, I can see it better than you, and this is the direction." After speaking, he emphasized: "You Don't believe me, old man! We have known each other for so many years."

    "No no, I believe you."

    Two but three footsteps on the fallen leaves.

    Yan Zhengyan glanced down, it was two of the group yesterday and the black man, all wearing homemade camouflage uniforms.

      to their source.

    Luckily they will be back.

    Screaming secretly, Yan Zhengyan stared at the herd wholeheartedly.

    However, Cheng Dali and Hou Changshou under the tree were unwilling to be lonely. One was noisily trying to chase the herd away, and one who spit out a machine gun in his mouth stopped him with an explanation of "Tud Chu Chu".

    Seeing that the herd was going to sit still for another hour, Yan Zhengyan took time out on the tree to solve the breakfast problem.