After a simple conversation, Nan Zhou crossed out one of the alternative action items he had listed in his mind.
He thought about it, if they were fighting against NPCs with normal logic and strong physical ability, if they could be persuaded to stay where they were, then they just had to try to occupy a slightly higher altitude than them before the game was over and they would win .
But for the ten thousand-year-old zombie that was so skinny that it seemed to have crawled out of a snow nest, there was obviously no reason to speak.
Nan Zhou took a few steps forward, wanting to ask more detailed questions.
The fluffy, freshly landed snow slug made a crisp and eerie cracking sound under his feet.
giggling.
It's like stepping directly on the body of the earth.
... But before Nan Zhou could get two steps closer to the weird mountaineer, Jiang Fang lightly grabbed the back of his neck and carried him back.
Jiang Fang: "Don't come too close. Just stand here and talk."
Nan Zhou looked at him dissatisfiedly: ... You actually care about me.
Jiang Fang whispered against his ear: "Explain beforehand, if you want to stay here, pretend to join them and hold them back, I won't agree. Because your current physical condition can't achieve the effect you want at all. "
Nan Zhou: "… "
Nan Zhou: "Okay, I see."
Although he was a little reluctant, Nan Zhou quietly crossed out the option Jiang Fang said.
Lu Bifang didn't know what life-threatening thoughts were spinning in Nan Zhou's head.
Nan Zhou's question convinced Lu Bifang that the other party should still be able to communicate.
He looked around the group of tents that were tied like tombs deep in the mountains, and summoned up the courage to ask, "Comrade, how many people are in our team?"
Man: "What does it have to do with you?"
man:"… "
The man said gloomily: "...you guys, do you want to go up the mountain?"
The man's voice was ripped apart by the cold wind, and only a few scattered, ethereal and terrifying tail sounds could be heard.
Lu Bifang could feel the sudden compression and pressing of the surrounding air.
He didn't want a small problem of his own to cause such a big reaction, so he subconsciously protected the group of people back.
It doesn't matter this retreat.
Two more people emerged from the tent.
One of them, Nan Zhou carefully identified it for a long time before he dared to confirm that it was a woman.
She looked the same as the Hammer Man, with an amazingly thin rib-like appearance, with a half-blue flesh sticking to the skeleton.
After seeing a few people, she didn't speak. She only supported her upper body with a sharp ice hoe with a black front end. She slowly leaned out of her tent sleeping bag, knelt on the ground, and looked up at the group of people. .
... She moves like some kind of animal.
Her eyes are big, and when she stares at people, she feels very uncomfortable.
The sharp tip of the ice hoe in her hand was stained with a black-red, semi-solidified object, which made people dare not think about the composition of this material.
A man came out of the other tent.
The man's stature is like that of a sturdy black bear. Considering the shoulder width alone, it can reach one and a half of Nanzhou.
He is about two meters tall, with flat and high cheekbones, and looks to be of Mongolian ancestry.
But he appears to have an injury to his right calf.
When he stood, the center of gravity of his body was obviously skewed to the left,
and…
Nan Zhou noticed that the hiking boot on his right foot was a little too big for him.
Compared with the left boot that actually bulged up the hiking boot, the yellow hiking pants he tucked into the right boot looked a little wobbly, and a part of the trousers still slipped out.
To be more precise, his right leg appears to be thinner than his left, as if his muscles were underdeveloped.
And the tips of his felt hiking boots were stained with a dull liquid.
Nan Zhou carefully observed their attire and turned a blind eye to their stares.
But the others are being cut by three pairs of strange eyes and don't know whether to go or stay.
The eyes they look at people are uniformly straight, like a fish hook.
It was obvious that there was no malicious intent or killing intent, but it just gave people a chilling goose bumps down their spines.
For a while, the atmosphere became more stagnant.
There was even a bit of tension.
Although Lu Bifang was still a student, when he thought of the three ordinary people behind him, he couldn't help but step back.
He bites the bullet, stands still, hands behind his back.
This time, he came with a mission.
Lu Bifang tried his best to keep his voice from being stage fright in the howling cold wind.
But no matter how steady and cold the voice came out, it was also blown away by the wind mixed with ice particles.
He simply raised his voice: "We didn't plan to go up the mountain! We just saw someone here! Come and ask about the situation!"
The new men and women all kept their gazes like searchlights.
Instead, the man with the hammer responded dryly: "Oh. If you don't go up the mountain, that's fine."
The man murmured his lips so dry that he could see the traces of blood.
The wind picked up again, blowing only broken messages into their ears.
"We, after a while, go up the mountain, go to... patrol the mountain. No one can go up the mountain."
Nan Zhou thought that he roughly understood what the rules were all about.
In this dungeon, their goal was to ensure that they climbed higher than this group of weird climbers.
Just now when Lu Bifang put his hands behind his back, even if he had to squint, Nan Zhou could still see clearly that he was holding a freeze-proof GPS in his hand.
This is probably the prop they got when they searched for supplies just now.
The GPS display clearly shows the real-time altitude of the location of the group of eerie climbers.
4513 meters.
Nan Zhou looked back and compared, and became more convinced of his own judgment.
The concrete building they were teleported into was almost parallel to the camp.
In other words, the starting points of the two teams were pulled to a similar position by the system.
But first of all, judging from the performance of these so-called "Luna" believers, they would never allow them to climb the mountain.
Secondly, even if one's own side does not move, once the other side starts to patrol the mountain, it will definitely take the lead.
Among them, I am afraid that no one has the experience of climbing Xuefeng.
And this group of climbers obviously don't look like people, who knows if they will be good at climbing.
Nan Zhou took a look at the three humanoids with different shapes in front of him.
... It's hard to judge their strength just by looking at their frail skin and bones.
Li Yinhang's understanding is more popular.
The so-called racing required by the dungeon, from the point of view of this group of mountaineers, to put it bluntly, is that I chase you, and if I catch you, I will give you a hammer.
None of these mountaineers look like good men and women, and all of them look like cultists.
According to their bleak style, I am afraid they will not lightly forgive the "tyrants" who dare to offend the so-called "moon god"...
Li Yinhang was muttering in his heart, when Nan Zhou asked quietly behind her, "What god is there in the moon? Is it Chang'e? Is it a rabbit?"
The nervous Lu Bifang and Li Yinhang: "..."
"… God, is God."
When talking about "God", the eyes of the three people in front of them finally added some brilliance.
Neurotic, fanatical.
The bear-like man finally spoke.
He spoke with a dull energy, but combined with the expression on his face, there was a different kind of terror.
"At the top of the mountain, the moon god is waiting at the top of the mountain."
"The first to approach it will become a sacrifice, eaten, eaten."
"So, can't go up the mountain, no one can go up the mountain-"
Nan Zhou thought about it for a while, and made some logic for them: "You don't want other people to go up the mountain and become sacrifices to the moon god, so no one is allowed to go up the mountain, otherwise..."
The other party clenched the ice hoe and hammer in their hands with religious fanatic expressions.
The Hammer Man murmured: "It's terrible to be a sacrifice to God. So we have to help those who make mistakes and want to get close to the Moon God, and give them a happy, no, no longer a sacrifice to God—"
Seeing this, Jiang Fang didn't feel a little funny.
He thought of a certain piece of news he had seen.
"XX State Police Shoots a Teenager to Prevent Himself from Shooting Himself".
At this moment, Nan Zhou turned his head firmly, touched the tip of his nose that was reddish from the cold, and summed it up accurately:
"There's something wrong with your brain. Don't be afraid."
Jiang Fang laughed sullenly, and couldn't help but raised his hand and pinched his nose.
Nan Zhou: "… "
He felt a little sullen.
Because he was comforting Jiang Fang very seriously and wanted him not to be afraid.
As a result, he felt like he was being coaxed by his own little animals.
Nan Zhou never indulges in personal emotions easily.
But correspondingly, he is very easy to fall into the strange circle of his own thinking.
He asked with interest:
"Is the Moon God male or female? Have you met?"
"Is it a rabbit?"
"Is Luna only responsible for this mountain?"
"Let's go climb other mountains, shall we?"
The trio didn't answer, they just stared at Nan Zhou and the others without saying a word.
I don't know if I don't want to answer, or I'm confused by the question, or if the NPC can only provide them with so much information.
After making sure he couldn't ask anything else, Nan Zhou took advantage of the unexpected and sneaked into a tent.
He saw their tattered climbing props, which were gloomy and dirty old things, as if they had climbed up and down the snow-capped cliffs a thousand times.
If Jiang Fang hadn't caught the little wild cat back in time, the bear-like man would have gone mad.
They had to go home.
Fortunately, when we went back, the wind was much lighter.
But the few people who had a general understanding of the difficulty of the task did not feel even the slightest ease.
The huge moon with a serious disproportion hangs coldly in the sky.
The sense of oppression was uncontrollable, dizziness, weak legs, and rapid heart rate, especially when they walked, it was almost as if they were walking with such a terrifying planet on their backs, and they were psychologically heavy and suffocated.
Because it is so large, the arc of rotation is clearly visible compared to when it was far away in the sky.
… even like a giant's eye twitching.
Under such invisible pressure, even Li Yinhang, who had no altitude sickness, had to walk and rest for a while.
In order to disperse the fear of the huge full moon that seemed to fall at any moment and smash them into powder, Li Yinhang began to think:
"Are we going to take their word for it?"
"If there really is a monster like 'Moon God' on the mountain, wouldn't we be courting death if we climbed the mountain?"
"But if we don't climb the mountain and stay where we are, we will still lose..."
Unfortunately, everyone has doubts in their hearts at present, and no one can answer her doubts.
Lu Bifang is a very down-to-earth child. He carefully wrote down the things he couldn't figure out, and planned to go back and report to the captain and deputy team one by one to brainstorm ideas.
After roughly recording, he turned his attention to Jiang Fang, who was holding a gentleman's hand behind Nan Zhou's waist and escorting him step by step.
He called out to him, "Mr. Jiang?"
Jiang Fang politely replied, "Well, I'm here."
Lu Bifang raised his breath: "What kind of work did you... What did you do before?"
Jiang Fang smiled and said, "Me? Unemployed."
Lu Bifang asked, "Where did you live before?"
Jiang Fang: "Kiev in Ukraine."
Lu Bifang: "...after returning to China?"
Jiang Fang: "Just walk around and take a look."
Lu Bifang deliberately typed out his origins to help him recall where he had seen Jiang Fang.
He asked a question, Jiang Fang replied, he cooperated fully, and he couldn't make a mistake in his attitude.
But Lu Bifang still felt powerless to punch cotton with one punch.
...is a student police officer with no work experience, and he still speaks with a naive and unconcealed frankness.
Nan Zhou endured the soreness of his body and walked obediently on oxygen.
He thought about many things to himself.
He wondered if Luna was really a rabbit.
He thought that in just 12 hours, they didn't have time to climb another mountain.
They are not familiar with mountain roads, not to mention the high wind and snow, unless someone who is familiar with the terrain leads the team and has sufficient physical strength, it is impossible to change the mountain, and it is possible to get lost in this wind and snow.
He wondered how exactly they should start the game.
He thought about whether he would benefit a little more from this visit to the camp, or if he would be a little more stunned.
He thought about that weird woman and the subtle and weird sense of disobedience in that bear-like man.
As they got closer and closer to the small building where they lived, Lu Bifang began to take out the GPS remeasured real-time altitude data.
Sure enough, the same is 4513 meters.
The starting line for both sides is the same.
When most people's attention was on the GPS, Nan Zhou glanced and inadvertently swept to a black mass hidden in the shadows by the cement outer wall on the second floor.
At first, Nan Zhou thought he was dazzled.
But after walking a few steps, he finally saw the specific outline of the thing.
Nan Zhou did not speak, but stood quietly and pointed forward.
Everyone had given up some of their energy and paid special attention to Nan Zhou, who was not feeling well. Whenever he moved, everyone followed the direction of his fingers and looked at one place—
When Li Yinhang saw the shadow clearly, after her heart stopped beating for a while, she instantly resisted the small tongue in her throat, which made her throat itch and her chest suffocated—
There is a skeleton-like person wearing a dark yellow mountaineering suit that has been ground to light gray, with only traces visible. His thin body is close to the wall, and his body, face, and hair are uniform gray-blue. The shelter of the upper shadow is almost integrated with the cement wall color.
If it wasn't for Nan Zhou's sharp eyes, no one would have noticed this cement-colored voyeur.
His skinny style was exactly the same as the trio in that camp.
Holding a lightly whitened climbing rope in his hand, he stood on the waterproof edge about two fingers wide by the second-floor window.
The window he was peeping at was filled with warm light, reflecting the slender figure of Liang Shu collecting supplies.
And the shadow where the warm light can't reach is where the peepers stand.
The man also quickly noticed the four people standing in front of the building.
However, he didn't seem to be at all nervous about being caught.
He looked down at the four of them, and a strange smile appeared on his lifelike face.
When Lu Bifang reacted, shouted, and strode towards him, the rope in his hand shook, and his thin body swam the wall and climbed over the second floor like a tiger, and disappeared on the roof.
Nan Zhou's heart stared at the place where he disappeared, thoughtfully.
That group of people discovered their existence from the very beginning.
When their own side went to investigate the other side's situation, they were also observing, guarding, and guarding themselves.
… Also, it crawls really fast.
I really envy.
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