"who?"
All the people who had stayed where they were stood up and walked out of the temple gate.
Squeak—click, click.
A few barely audible sounds were heard from the temple.
At the same time, many people ran out from the fog.
These are the people who wanted to pay out in the morning, but the number is almost half of what it was when they left.
"What's going on? Where are the others?"
A short-haired woman among the people who stayed asked.
"It was too foggy outside and we got separated from them."
"What's going on outside?"
The woman continued to ask.
"There was thick fog everywhere and I couldn't see anything."
Another person answered, "We got lost not long after that. Thanks to Brother Zhang's good sense of direction, otherwise we would not have been able to get back."
"I was just blinding myself. Unless the fog gets lighter, it's too dangerous to go out now."
The man called Brother Zhang said in summary.
About twenty people went out and only a few came back. Those who had been hesitant to stay here began to be glad that they did not choose to leave.
Over the next two hours, several more people came back.
But as time went on, fewer and fewer people came back, and in the afternoon, no one came back at all.
When compared in terms of numbers, it is almost half less.
In addition to Fu Anan, there are also a family of four who stayed behind, a bus conductor, a couple, a woman dressed like a country girl with a straight back, a man with a gun who claims to be a policeman; and 9 people who ran back from the fog one after another.
19 people in total.
Among these people, the family of four has the most supplies. The child is spoiled by four people in the family and has almost no shortage of snacks.
The second one was probably the couple. The man was carrying two large bags of food, all packed in plastic bags, which made people feel greedy just by looking at them.
The third one is probably Fu Anan.
Her big pocket was filled with several pounds of dates, several pounds of walnuts, and naan, enough to last for a long time.
Some have more, and of course some have less.
The ticket seller had nothing with him except his cell phone and ID card, and the nine people who escaped did not have much supplies on them either.
But the ticket seller was smart. He went to the couple to borrow food in the morning and spent some money to buy food from them. As for the other 9 people...
"No! If we sell it to you, our Nan Nan will have nothing to eat."
Although there is plenty of food for a family of four, they don’t sell it.
No matter how much the nine of them offered, their attitude was particularly firm. The man who led the group looked very unhappy, and the others were the same. If they were all players, they would have fought a long time ago.
Oh, they won't for now in order to blend in with the NPCs.
But smart people have already started to form cliques.
Fu Anan was thinking to herself when the 9-man gang came towards her. "Little sister, can you give us some food? Don't worry, we'll pay you. And the rescuers will be here in about two days. If you're worried, you can leave three days' worth of food."
The one who spoke was Brother Zhang.
This person looks very friendly, but all players know that three days is definitely not enough.
Too affirmative, the tone and style are especially like those of a player.
Fu Anan thought to herself, pretending to be a little scared and grabbing her woven bag, "But I don't have enough food for two days."
"It's okay. I'm just assuming the worst case scenario. According to the police deployment, we can be rescued in two days at most."
Brother Zhang said with a smile, looking calm and composed.
"Are you so sure?"
"Of course, this is my experience from many years of police service."
Brother Zhang was very calm when answering, and there was no sign of lying at all. He also took out a police officer's ID to further verify his identity.
“You’re a police officer!”
Someone said it, causing everyone to look in the same direction.
"yes."
This identity seemed to have a natural cohesive force and a sense of security. The originally anxious mood of the group of people seemed to have a spiritual sustenance at this moment, and they all gathered around. The man named Zhang smiled and calmed the restless people, and by the way, he also collected a large amount of supplies sent by the refugees.
Even the family of four who had been so firm just now sent one.
At present, only the short-haired girl and two other men with little presence did not give gifts. Even Fu Anan gave two handfuls of walnuts. She was mainly forced to do so because she didn't want to stand out when everyone else was giving gifts.
But he's a policeman...
This person had never done anything to appease, organize, or do anything related to his police identity from beginning to end. Fu Anan didn't really believe in his identity.
What’s more, he kept saying that rescue would come in two days, but in fact he was the most active in stockpiling supplies.
She swept her eyes over these people. The players in this round of the game were all very smart.
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Game Day 3
The fog outside still hasn't dissipated.
But surprisingly, some people came back. They were the team that went to look for their relatives yesterday.
Five people went there and now two are back.
The two of them supported each other, their legs were covered with mud, and they limped in, looking extremely embarrassed.
In the ruined temple, everyone's eyes were focused here. Brother Zhang stood up as a representative and asked them to find a place to sit down carefully. "Where are the others?"
"They are all dead."
The two men looked pale, with fear in their eyes as they said, "There's another weird thing outside, it dragged them into the fog and sucked them dry."
Many people don't believe such weird words.
"What monster?"
"Strange, you two are separated."
“It’s indeed a bit strange, haven’t you noticed that the fog has not changed since the day before yesterday
The short-haired woman stood up and analyzed the situation while setting the pace. "And my cell phone has no signal. I couldn't find any audio even when I tuned the radio."
"What do you mean by that?"
The old lady from the family of four stood up and said, "Officer Zhang is still here, don't spread the word of monsters and gods."
"Actually... this possibility cannot be ruled out."
Officer Zhang continued what the short-haired woman said, frowning slightly.
Just as Fu Anan was about to say something else, he suddenly saw one of the men who had just returned scratching his neck. As he moved, a purple bulge appeared under his collar. "What's wrong with your neck?"
"What?"
When the man heard Fu Anan's words, he turned to face her and turned his back to face the rest of the crowd.
The obvious bulge was visible at a glance, and someone saw it and lifted up his clothes.
All I saw was a soft-segmented dark purple worm that was as thick as a thumb.
Only the tail of the insect was still outside, and the other half had already drilled into the man's body. There was a high bulge at the junction of his neck and shoulders, and the insect's tail was still twisting, as if it wanted to drill into the whole body.
“Oh my god!”
The person behind him took several steps back. His companion was very close to him and couldn't stand it and vomited.
(End of this chapter)