Global Fog Survival

Chapter 352: The importance of essay writers

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It's dawn.

A layer of pale white light appeared from somewhere in the world, lighting up the entire world.

The sudden light made him squint his eyes, but after almost half a second of adjustment, he immediately looked around.

At this moment, everything became clear.

Colin looked up out of curiosity and immediately discovered that the sky background above the dome was not the usual blue.

It is still black, terrifyingly black, and creepy black.

Just a short observation made Colin feel a heavy psychological pressure, as if a mountain was suddenly pressed down on his shoulders.

Then, he immediately withdrew his attention, and the powerful psychological pressure quickly disappeared.

Although I could still see the high sky full of corruption and filth from the corner of my eye.

But as long as you don't pay attention, it actually has no effect at all...

"This light... why does it feel like it's coming from the gray fog?"

Colin didn't see where the source of this floating light was, but he felt that it seemed to be related to the gray fog.

But for now, it should be harmless.

So Colin thought about it and decided not to think about it any further. After all, he knew too little about the gray fog...

This is just in case you can pass on some knowledge to the other party.

Maybe he would have died suddenly.

That thing is not something that ordinary people can bear...

"However, the situation with the college students seems a little strange..."

Colin looked towards the Snow Mountain and found that the situation there was completely different from here. It was dark and without any light...

It's like, it's still late at night...

Faintly, you can hear the whistling of the wind and feel the coldness spreading from it.

Moreover, Colin could see the darkness with his naked eyes, and it seemed that it was still spreading outwards.

"Is this what caused the loss of contact?"

Colin muttered to himself. After taking a quick look, he was sure that "there is no power of 'night' there..."

After being directly hit by "Dark Night", Colin was very sensitive to that kind of superior aura. He could recognize it even if it turned into ash.

"I'll go back and ask Barton if this situation was considered normal in the past..."

Colin withdrew his gaze. He didn't want to be stared at by the look of the suspected "Madonna of Burnt Face" again.

It would be difficult if the other party followed his line of sight and punched him.

This kind of extraordinary method is not impossible for a deformed body that uses mental attack as its main means.

For example, his "mental piercing" is only about thirty meters under normal conditions, but with the help of vision, it can be released over hundreds of meters.

"Boss, are we going to the snowy mountains..." A survivor couldn't help asking when he saw Colin frequently looking at the "Graveyard of Peaks" to observe.

Now that he owned this "floating island", he felt that it would be a good choice to advance there to rescue people.

"Let's see what's going on over there. It's useless to just rely on the height to fly over there. We can't rescue anyone..."

Colin shook his head. The tip was that they could fly high enough to avoid the heavy snow to a certain extent...