The insects and human corpses were burned, and a strong burnt smell filled the temple.
There was no water, no electricity, no internet, and there were these weird bugs. No matter how much we tried to persuade them, we were more eager to leave than ever before.
Many people who had never stepped out of the temple before decided not to stay here any longer.
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The doors of the rooms around were opened.
Fu Anan made a mask out of clothes and followed them.
This was her first time going out after entering the game and the heavy rain. The heavy fog outside made it difficult to find the direction once she entered. Even though the person in front of her was only two meters away, she still couldn't see any figure.
Fu Anan walked only a few meters outside the door, and suddenly she was afraid to go any further. Until in the fog, someone gently pulled the rope tied to her body.
"Little Flower Sister?"
In order to prevent getting lost, everyone tied a rope made of clothing strips when going out. In front of Fu Anan was Yang Zitao.
"Yeah, I'm here."
"Can you still go? I feel like there's something in here."
Fu Anan looked at the rope she had tied, which was still not straight, "Yeah, it's OK."
The person inside took a few more steps.
Fu Anan found that now he could not see anything except the rope in his hand.
At this moment, she suddenly felt as if someone was moving at the end of the rope
"who?"
She screamed, then hurriedly pulled the rope tight, but at that moment the pulling force at the other end completely disappeared.
The rope is broken!
Just at this moment, Yang Zitao's cry came from the thick fog, "Xiaohua, go back quickly!"
Fu Anan's expression changed when he heard that. He reached out to grab her, then turned 180 degrees and ran to the back.
To prevent any problems, she kept walking in a vertical line and counted the steps in her mind.
Fortunately, they didn't walk too far. When Fu Anan brought Yang Zitao back safely, there was someone standing beside them with a surprised and complicated expression.
"But the others haven't come back yet!"
This morning, the second wave of pioneering teams consisted of four groups of eight people, and now only two of them have returned.
"Never mind, if you don't close the door we're all going to die!"
Yang Zitao closed the door closest to him without hesitation, and those who disagreed stood guard at the other door.
Until white mist suddenly floated in.
As he breathed, it was like powder, making him cough uncontrollably. Then, with a snap, the man was hugged on the face by the strange little bug outside.
"Ah! Help!"
He kept waving his hands, and the others finally took action to close the door.
Snap Snap—
Before sucking blood, the little bugs were still shriveled and flesh-colored. They coiled into thumb-sized balls and fell on the windows and doors of the ruined temple like rain.
The fog is full of this thing!
Fortunately, the door closed quickly enough, but even so, the white mist still dispersed from the tiny gaps.
"Help, open the door!"
The others who were exploring outside are back!
"Don't open the door!"
Yang Zitao was about to stop them, but the nearest ticket seller had already opened the door. Two people, all wet and with abnormally large bellies, came in through the crack in the door, and then exploded with a bang like a balloon.
The worms in its belly were like a bursting frying pan, splashing all over the walls and unsuspecting people. They were everywhere.
"ah!"
The conductor's eyes were as wide as bells, and a bug just happened to fall into her mouth, sucking on her oral cavity, and its shriveled body swelled visibly.
Good night everyone~
(End of this chapter)