What they are fighting against is the NPC in the copy.
This is a short copy.
12 hours of game time, but 2 hours of preparation time...
full moon... fear...
Why is the Snow Mountain level called "Fear of the Full Moon"
When a lot of information was exchanged in Nan Zhou's mind, Lu Bifang ran downstairs.
He was holding three sets of fleece thermal underwear and three sets of jackets and pants, three pairs of cold-proof gloves and three cold-proof hats tucked in his pockets, and three pairs of double-layered hiking boots with interlaced laces on his shoulders. He was also holding a portable oxygen bottle, hanging like a Christmas tree all over his body, and running in a hurry, standing in front of the three people would inevitably cause some breathlessness.
After he quickly unloaded the supplies and distributed them to the three of them, he handed the oxygen cylinder to Nan Zhou alone: "You look bad. Sister Liang is afraid of your high reaction, so I will give you a breath first, and we will find some oxygen cylinders to store. It's time for you to use it first."
Nan Zhou held the oxygen cylinder in his arms.
His thoughts were interrupted by the person in front of him.
But Nan Zhou wasn't too angry, he just stared at him.
Lu Bifang saw that he was confused, and immediately reacted, took out the oxygen mask in the plastic bag, put it on the bottle, and quickly and neatly buttoned it on Nan Zhou's face.
He pointed at the out-breath button and said bluntly, "Press the breathing rhythm and come down."
Nan Zhou held the button obediently and asked vaguely, "…Why?"
He didn't quite understand.
As people of the same camp, of course, they can give appropriate help to their teammates under the premise of taking care of their own team.
This is justified.
But Lu Bifang didn't wear thick clothes when he came in, just a thin sweater.
When Nan Zhou went to get the oxygen tank, his fingertips brushed his skin.
Judging by his temperature, he should also be cold.
Why don't they equip themselves first
Lu Bifang: "... ah?"
"Popularity first", which he understood as common sense, made him not quite able to understand Nan Zhou's train of thought.
It was Jiang Fang who broke the stalemate: "What's your plan?"
Lu Bifang took a serious look at Jiang Fang, but still couldn't remember where he had seen it.
"Just... search for the equipment in the building first, and get it in half an hour." He replied, "Then we will set off to the top of the mountain."
"Have you finished finding the equipment and set off?"
"Yeah." Lu Bifang replied, "The copy says that the mission will officially start in two hours, but there is no rule that we must leave in two hours."
This is definitely what He Yinchuan said.
Nan Zhou could imagine the expression on the captain's face when he gave the order with his arms crossed in a serious manner.
Nan Zhou confirmed with him again: "Left in half an hour?"
"Well, almost."
Lu Bifang paused, then added: "Sister Liang and I will escort you to go first. The captain, deputy, and Xiaolin will observe the environment and follow up at any time depending on the situation."
"Although the dungeon didn't say what would happen if we really fell behind the group of NPCs, it's better to try not to leave alone. So you all work hard, first find some knee pads, headlights, snow goggles, etc. Just bring the necessities, and I will teach you to wear them. You don't need to bring too many things, we will travel lightly."
Nan Zhou still agrees with this arrangement.
Although it meant he had to give up and adjust parts of his plans.
He nodded and said, "Then wait for me a moment."
Lu Bifang: "... eh?"
Nan Zhou put on his jacket and pointed to several alpine tents in the distance that were not lit with wind lanterns or bonfires: "I'll go there. I'll be back in a while."
His tone was as relaxed as if I was going back to my parents' house, or I was going to the bathroom.
So much so that Lu Bifang ruminated for a while before he understood what he was going to do.
Lu Bifang's eyes widened in disbelief: "...Wait, where are you going?"
Nan Zhou was not flustered at all, and wrapped himself warmly.
"I'm going to go to our opponent and see what's going on," he said.
Against the conspicuous orange fleece jacket, his face was even more attractive, and he looked much younger.
Compared to Lu Bifang's surprise, Li Yinhang suddenly remembered that when the boss introduced himself, he said he was 23 years old.
… a little younger than my 24-year-old self.
Before, Li Yinhang never dared to think of him as his younger brother.
It was not until he changed into this furry outfit, and the sense of sharpness was weakened by 70%, that Li Yinhang barely had a real sense of being a sister.
After reacting, Lu Bifang immediately raised his objection: "No, no. It's too dangerous!"
Nan Zhou reasoned with him seriously: "The game doesn't say that we can't start early. The area of the small building is not very large, and the preparation time left for us is too ample. This is unreasonable."
Lu Bifang thought about it and thought it made sense.
But he still couldn't agree: "We are going to go too. How can we ask you to take risks?"
"no."
Nan Zhou put on gloves: "This has something to do with the completeness of the dungeon. We can't give it to you."
But he looked at his gloves and changed his attitude slightly: "But you can also go with you."
Lu Bifang: "..."
Too direct, right? !
But the other party expressed his demands so clearly that it would be easier for him to not engage in those vain twists and turns.
He scratched his hair: "Then you wait first. I'll ask the captain for instructions."
Watching his figure running upstairs, Nan Zhou continued to wear gloves.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Fang grabbed his wrist.
Nan Zhou was taken aback and tried to break free.
However, even if Jiang Fang didn't exert much effort, he could easily entrap the current Nan Zhou.
Jiang Fang lowered his head slightly and asked Nan Zhou, "Can you really go now?"
"I'm against it too."
Seeing Jiang Fang also expressed his position, Li Yinhang immediately followed up: "Mr. Nan, if you don't have altitude sickness, I will definitely not say a word. But it will be very dangerous for you to go there now."
"No one knows what's going on there, and no one can compete with us. Even if you really want to investigate your opponent, you can't go."
"If you're worried, why don't I go with Brother Fang—"
Nan Zhou raised his eyes, stared at Jiang Fang, and said softly, "...It hurts."
Li Yinhang's heart trembled when he was stimulated by this rare show of weakness.
As soon as she had a soft-hearted tendency, Jiang Fang smiled lowly and said, "I have a quasi-head in my hand. Teacher Nan, don't act like a spoiled child."
Seeing that he couldn't let go, Nan Zhou pursed his lips: "I'm just a little uncomfortable. It's not that I can't act."
Li Yinhang: "..."
… how to say.
The big guy really can bend and stretch.
Nan Zhou found that Jiang Fang really had no intention of letting go of him. He blinked his slightly damp eyelashes, still maintaining his indifferent tone with no ups and downs, "... Also, if you ask me if I can go. Then I will also ask you, Can you go?"
Li Yinhang was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned to look at Jiang Fang.
Probably because he had already exposed his imperfections to Nan Zhou, Jiang Fang did not mind his weakness and confessed to Li Yinhang: "...I'm afraid of heights."
But he quickly added: "Climbing a mountain, it's not enough. It's not rock climbing."
Nan Zhou: "Yeah."
Nan Zhou: "As for."
Seeing both of them staring at each other so stubbornly, Li Yinhang had a headache.
She finally understands now that Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang are in this dungeon, due to various reasons, their original advantages have been sealed.
She didn't have time to think about whether they were specifically targeted by the system because they took too much advantage of the system in Squirrel Town.
The trouble with the current problem is that Nan Zhou's speculation is indeed justified.
The nature of this dungeon is "racing".
The other party is the NPC in the dungeon setting, and it must be a professional team of mountaineering.
It's hard to win if they don't look into why they're climbing faster than them, and they don't know what the other side is all about.
However, the current situation is that Jiang Fang is worried about Nan Zhou, and Nan Zhou is also worried about Jiang Fang.
If no one is willing to give in, and then want to go to the other's camp to investigate, the three of them can only be forced to separate.
Either Li Yinhang followed the "bronze" person to investigate, or Nan Zhou stayed in the two-hour shelter to rest, and Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang went together.
In the former case, Li Yinhang felt false and could not guarantee that she could really ask anything useful with her own abilities.
The latter is equivalent to leaving Nan Zhou, who had zero combat power, in an unfamiliar place by himself.
Even if "Bronze" has expressed his identity very sincerely, out of prudence, Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang could not immediately trust them in an all-round and unconditional manner.
After all, the teammates they encountered in the last instance were quite indescribable.
They have to remain vigilant as they should.
The three looked at each other for a while.
Nan Zhou took the lead in expressing his position: "I can really go with you. Even if I can't use force now, my mind is still clear, and I can chat with those NPCs who are camping."
Li Yinhang, who has the recognition that "the boss is a younger man", also dared to joke with him: "It's better to take Brother Fang instead of taking you. Brother Fang is more lively."
Li Yinhang was really worried that as soon as Nan Zhou opened his mouth, the NPC would be so angry that he would advance the game time.
Hearing this, Nan Zhou had a cold face and a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes: "I'm also very lively."
Jiang Fang couldn't hold back for a while, and laughed out loud.
Nan Zhou grabbed his cuff and shook his face solemnly: "Let's go together."
Jiang Fang leaned back with a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth.
Nan Zhou confirmed: "Take me there?"
Jiang Fang propped up the brim of the soft cold-proof hat with both hands, put it on against his ears, and gently closed his ears.
Nan Zhou blinked: "Still worry about me?"
"Of course I don't worry." Jiang Fang slightly bent his fingertips and pinched the tips of his cold ears.
"However, isn't teammates useful at times like this."
At this moment, Lu Bifang's hurried footsteps sounded again upstairs.
He brought back some supplies and the reply from Captain He Yinchuan:
"Captain asked me to go with you."
After putting on all the cold protection equipment collected, the four stepped out of the cement building together.
Thanks to their protective work.
The temperature difference between the inside and outside of the small building is at least 45 degrees.
After walking more than ten meters, Nan Zhou looked back.
Among the snow-capped mountains at an altitude of 4,500 meters, this artificial building stands out among the vast snow-capped mountains with natural carvings.
Two hours later, this dungeon, a safe area reserved for them to rest, may be forcibly erased from the map.
Although most of his face was covered by snow goggles, part of Nan Zhou's skin was exposed.
The strong moonlight and the icy snow wind fell on Nan Zhou, like white phosphorus, splashing and burning on his skin, making Nan Zhou's complexion even paler, revealing a fragility that would break at the touch.
The fine snow slug hit his face, causing some pain.
Nan Zhou hated his unusually sensitive state, so he tried his best to curl up behind Jiang Fang's shoulders.
Jiang Fang also took the initiative to protect him, and put his hand wearing thick warm gloves in his hand.
At the same time, Jiang Fang also took a deep breath and used the fresh, moist snow wind to force himself to forget the slight dizziness caused by being in the mountains.
The orange-red headlights can only illuminate a fan-shaped area in front of you.
Beyond the headlights, it was a bleak white.
Pure white is sometimes more frightening than pure black.
Even though he knew that it was still within the safe time, Lu Bifang had no idea about the result of their trip.
"No bonfires," he whispered.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, he drank a belly of wind, his teeth were gritted from the cold, and he had to shut up immediately.
But even without a bonfire, they wouldn't lose their bearings and find where their opponents were camping.
Under the giant moon, the sky and the earth are white.
The distance between the other party's camp and the cement building is not far.
In about fifteen minutes, they arrived at the concentration point of each other's camp.
Although Nan Zhou lost a lot of physical strength, his judgment did not decline because of it.
There are not many tents.
Three double tents for up to six people.
They camp very scribbly, without any bonfires to keep warm or to drive away alpine beasts.
There are several holes visible to the naked eye on the tent. The nails of one tent have come loose, and half of the tent is being blown by a gust of snow wind just now, like a broken battle flag.
It's more like an abandoned camp.
Li Yinhang dared to go up to take a look, when a middle-aged man in a bright yellow mountaineering suit quietly got out from another tent and walked to the tent that was half collapsed by the wind. Before, with a huge mountaineering hammer in one hand, he pulled the flying tent cloth back to its original position, and fixed the tent nails by hand.
As soon as they met, Li Yinhang felt a sudden shock in his heart.
The man had a dove-shaped face and was extremely thin.
…doesn't look like a living human being, like a walking corpse.
… This is the NPC who is going to compete with them
She subconsciously wanted to leave on the spot.
But after taking a step back, she remembered that neither Nan Zhou nor Jiang Fang were in their best condition.
As a teammate, she had to stand up.
Li Yinhang swallowed a bit of saliva, got closer, gathered up his courage, and raised his voice, "... bro, hello."
The elder brother focused on nailing the tent, as if turning a blind eye to the four big living people in front of him.
The young man Lu Bifang couldn't help beating gongs and drums in his heart, and was very uneasy.
He took a few steps forward and asked in front of Li Yinhang, "Hello, comrade..."
The comrade also turned a deaf ear to his greeting.
Nan Zhou withdrew his gaze from looking at the camp.
He was about ten meters away and said to the middle-aged man, "Excuse me. We want to go up the mountain—"
The middle-aged man suddenly raised his face and stared straight at Nan Zhou.
Seeing his dark circles like annual rings and lips that were almost bluish black from a close distance, Li Yinhang almost screamed.
The man stared at the four people in front of him, his vocal cords trembled, and the mountain wind almost formed a buzzing resonance echo.
"Don't… go up the mountain."
"Going up the mountain will be punished by the gods."
Nan Zhou grabbed Jiang Fang's shoulder, tiptoed slightly, and asked in a low voice, "What god?"
The man raised his hand, as if to point out something, but immediately realized something and retracted his fingertips into his sleeve in horror.
He held a hammer that could easily smash people's heads, stared at the moonlight reflected by the snow on the ground, tilted his head, and murmured nervously.
"If you go up the mountain, you will be punished by the Moon God..."
"No one can go up the mountain. No one is allowed to go up the mountain..."
"Go up the mountain, die."
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