In an area outside the city, in a small wooden house similar to the suburbs of old times, some unknown changes are taking place.
If someone looked at the wooden house at this time, they would find that the air here was distorted, probably like pixel blocks appearing in normal vision, which was particularly abrupt.
The things in the darkness also looked towards the almost dilapidated cabin, as if they were also curious about what was happening inside.
Until the cabin returns to normal.
Xu Le slowly opened his eyes. This simple action seemed a little difficult for him at this moment.
The slightly thin eyelids seem particularly heavy.
"What am I doing? Am I dead?"
There were several pieces of ceiling missing from the roof, and the hot night wind was howling outside the door.
Apart from the relatively bright moonlight and the occasional faint green light outside the window, there is almost no other light here.
The pain from the wound soaked with sweat made Xu Le grit his teeth.
hiss!
Twisting his stiff neck, Xu Le managed to look around.
A dilapidated house, the occasional chirping of insects, bloodstains on the body, and a person on the ground with clothes stained red with blood.
"Well, it seems he's not dead."
This environment doesn't seem right. Could this guy on the ground be dead
The pain made Xu Le look away. He looked at the ceiling and took a few deep breaths, which could ease the pain in his chest a little.
Even if most of it is just psychological.
Just as he was about to touch his hair that was so wet that it obscured his vision, the wall at the edge of his field of vision suddenly twisted.
Crooked words appeared on the wall.
The house is currently at light level 2 and is in a dark state. After 9 minutes and 1 second, a level 1 weirdness will occur.
"What?"
The wall continued to twist and turn, the wooden boards moved like pixels, and the protruding part of the wall gradually took on the shape of a little girl.
The wall's mutation came without any warning, and even though Xu Le's mental state was still okay, he couldn't help but feel a little scalp-tingling.
In front of him was a girl lying in the arms of the black sheep, but Xu Le couldn't see her face clearly.
This face looks like it is covered by several blocks of colors mixed together. It feels so awkward that people with obsessive-compulsive disorder would feel suffocated when seeing it.
She was staring at Xu Le and pointing at the wall.
The house is currently at light level 2 and is in a dark state. After 8 minutes and 45 seconds, level 1 weirdness will occur.
"Forehead?"
Looking at the information on the text, Xu Le's eyebrows twitched a few times, and he subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch the little girl in front of him.
But before his fingers touched the girl's profile, these unreal things before his eyes disappeared again.
Like pixels being scraped away in an instant.
The walls are still those leaky stone bricks, and the ceiling is still those damp wooden boards.
Everything is as before.
Xu Le touched the wall carefully, but the words did not continue to appear.
"What was that thing just now?"
Hallucination? But could something so real be an illusion
Although I was confused, I really had no clues to investigate further.
Moreover, he had no chance to investigate the surrounding environment, as there was a guy lying on the ground whose life or death was unknown.
The first thing now is to determine where you are and whether you are safe.
As for the man on the ground...
hiss!
The pain made Xu Le cover his chest again.
The current environment made him feel a little strange. The whole room was leaking air and the perceived temperature was not high.
He still felt a strong sense of stuffiness, like the heat before it rains in the middle of summer, making it hard to breathe.
The stuffiness makes you sweat more and more, and every time the sweat soaks the wound, intense pain occurs.
The pain was bearable, but it would also distract him, so Xu Le felt that the wound on his chest had to be treated as soon as possible.
He lifted up his shirt and carefully tore off the flesh that was stuck to the clothes.
A huge, blossoming wound came into view.
"My goodness, how did I survive this wound?"
The wound was very big, as big as a child's fist, and I didn't know what caused it.
However, the wound had stopped bleeding at this time, which was the only thing Xu Le was thankful for.
Looking at the person on the ground, he hesitated for a few seconds and finally shook his head:
“I don’t even know what the relationship is between this person and me.”
After sitting up, Xu Le first looked around him.
Next to his buttocks was a long, sharp-looking dagger with a notch on the blade and a lot of blood.
Next to the dagger, there was a strange-looking iron roller frame with a triangular stone on it.
The words on the label made Xu Le realize that this thing was a lighter.
And that stone was probably a flint.
“403 Lifeng lighter.
Wow, this is the first time I’ve seen a lighter as big as half a brick.”
Putting down the lighter, Xu Le looked at the other items.
A canvas backpack with some crushed bread and biscuits in it.
Like the dagger, there were still a lot of clear bloodstains on the backpack, but these bloodstains had dried up.
He picked up the dagger, touched the notch on the blade with his fingernail, and looked at the man lying on the ground.
"If this dagger is mine, then the person below was killed by me..."
Xu Le asked himself a question, although he didn't know where he was.
But being charged with murder is not easy to deal with anywhere, even if it is self-defense, it will be troublesome.
What's more, it's hard to explain in this remote place.
He sighed! Let's take care of the wound first.
Take off your clothes, tie them into a loop and place it over the wound; this will more or less block the sweat.
As he stared closely at the wound on his chest, the dried blood beside his hand suddenly began to move.
The squirming blood gradually gathered into a row of small, beating characters:
Zion Trailblazer - R35 projectile musket wound, 4.7 cm diameter, many ancient sounds, twisted.
The information is confusing.
Firearms? In what era would people use firearms
Is Zion the name of the manufacturer
As for the ancient sounds that follow, they are so distorted that it is completely impossible to understand their meaning.
Xu Le was about to touch the bloodstains with his fingers, but before he touched the words, the bloodstains returned to their original state.
"Another hallucination? Something's wrong."
Xu Le suddenly raised his head and raised his voice slightly towards the person lying on the ground:
"I'm telling you, I've been very courageous since I was a kid. I don't buy into the idea of playing dead. Do you understand?"
The fingers that were holding the dagger turned white, but after a while, they loosened.
Because the person on the ground did not respond to him, the room remained quiet.
It doesn't look like he's pretending, but he's not pretending... Isn't that even more terrifying
A dead person!
Xu Le looked at the pool of blood again. He knew the importance of the information.
This time, he had the idea of trying out the ability he had just used.
"Subtitles, come out." No response
Then try another one. Looking at the dagger, Xu Le began to stare.
"Eyes, brain." Still no response.
After hesitating for a while, Xu Le looked at her with a hint of hope and slowly said:
"system?"
Well, it seems that I didn't get that powerful thing.
After trying several times without success, Xu Le thought about the feeling he had when he checked his chest just now.
Seriousness, focus, carefulness, and that heat, an unusual heat!
Although he was not sure whether these conditions were necessary, Xu Le still chose to try again.
Enduring the pain from the wound, Xu Le's mind gradually became focused and his body became hot again.
His eyes were fixed on the dagger, but there was no reaction for a long time.
However, the reappearance of the feeling of heat made Xu Le feel that he was heading in the right direction.
He glanced around, trying to see if there was anything in the room that could be used to observe and test his abilities.
But with just a casual glance, the whole house seemed distorted in Xu Le's sight, just like eating too much unknown mushrooms.
This time, Xu Le, who was mentally prepared, looked extremely focused and calm.
Although no words appeared in the twisting room, a whisper came into Xu Le's ears.
Quack, are you looking for me? Unfortunately, you have no tribute.
Tribute? Xu Le was slightly surprised when the words appeared again.
However, this time the text appeared directly in front of him. Compared with the softness before, it seemed much stiffer, and it felt like a middle-aged man paying his dues to do his job:
The house is in a dilapidated state, the light level is 2, and it is in a dark state. After 6 minutes and 31 seconds, a level 1 weirdness will appear.
After hearing the whisper, the scene in front of me returned to normal again.
Xu Le was silent for about 5 seconds.
These 5 seconds are for calming down.
Then:
"grass!"
Next he needs to organize the information that is useful to him.
The house is run down, that's clear, light level 2 means darkness, and then level 1 is weird!
Xu Le tightened the dagger in his hand.
I roughly imagined what might happen when the so-called level 1 monster appears.
"What would a Level 1 anomaly be? How strong would it be? Is it dangerous?"
There was no intelligence information, and he didn't even know if this was the previous world, which made Xu Le feel a little difficult to move forward.
However, from the information currently known, Xu Le can still confirm a few things.
First, he needs light, or the room needs a bright environment.
Two, he had about six minutes to start a fire.
Three, he has a lighter!
Xu Le searched the very empty house and found that the only thing that could be burned sustainably was probably a pile of broken and damp wood.
But it is too difficult to ignite these woods directly, and certain combustion conditions are required to dry them.
"Find something flammable."
After Xu Le murmured for a while, he continued to look around.
His shirt had already been used for bandaging, and in this situation, he couldn't take off his pants.
Apart from the backpack and the man's clothes on the ground, there didn't seem to be anything flammable here.
Thinking of this, Xu Le could only squat down and want to check the other person.
Confirm whether the other party is really dead.
As a former failed novelist, he had done a lot of research on things like corpses.
Walking up to the man, Xu Le was basically certain that he was dead.
“This injury!”
After checking the wound on the man's back, Xu Le was stunned for a moment, then looked at the dagger in his hand.
"Did I kill him?"
Taking advantage of the last 5 minutes or so, Xu Le opened the backpack on the ground.
There are still some supplies in the backpack.
Food wrapped in paper like compressed biscuits, half a bottle of water, a shovel, a rope, and a plastic bag of fluorescent soil powder.
Xu Le picked up the biscuit, of course not to eat it, but to look at the paper packaging of the food.
The packaging says Lighthouse No. 7 biscuits.
However, the packaging is a bit rough, like a very low-quality knockoff.
For example, "Lei Bi", "Kari Cola", "Yue Li Yue" and so on.
"Lighthouse No. 7, the name of this cookie...
After reading the text, Xu Le did not continue to check the items in the backpack.
Instead, just pour out everything so that you can find useful things as quickly as possible.
Xu Le counted the time silently in his mind. More than a minute had passed since the 6-minute reminder.
He now has to light something on fire to get light.
And it would be best if these flammable materials could ignite the wood in a short period of time.
I touched the ground and found it was very soft soil.
Xu Le picked up the shovel on the ground and quickly dug a depression in the ground for ventilation.
Then arrange the damp wood in a circle, split a thick and soft piece of wood into three thin parts and pile them in the center.
Finally, they lit the corpse's clothes and backpack with a lighter and stuffed them into a small ventilated pit.
call!
Xu Le blew suddenly, and the flame gradually became stronger.
Sizzle!
Along with the low hum of wood, a large amount of white smoke floated up from the wood blocks.
These white smokes are the product of water vapor mixed with dust, giving off a smell of mold and decay.
It is easy to set clothes on fire, but it is difficult to set wood on fire.
Fortunately, there is still time to make mistakes.
As the flames gradually solidified, Xu Le's face slightly raised.
Once again, he focused and felt the heat. The flames in front of him twisted into a bunch of words.
The house is in a dilapidated state, the light level is 4, it is in a bright state, and it is temporarily stable.
Looking at the abnormal flame in front of him, Xu Le's expression finally returned to normal.
The light brought by the fire at least saved him from having to face the so-called level 1 monster.
"Phew! Flame is indeed the hope of human civilization. It's getting better!"
Xu Le's heart gradually calmed down, and there was even a hint of a smile on his face.
Now he just had to keep the flame going.
Looking at the flames, Xu Le, who felt safe, even started his usual daily routine of writing!
He scratched the wooden board with his dagger:
I must be sick. I feel uncomfortable all the time. I must have thought too much about the stories in the book, which led to these hallucinations.
My head is dizzy and I don't have the energy to do anything. I might as well take some medicine.
Forget it, whether you take the medicine or not, it’s still seven days. I’ve always known that.
Xu Le sniffed secretly. Wow, one side was blocked and the other side was still blocked.
Thinking of this, Xu Le couldn't help but spit at himself.
Why are you still so literary even though you have failed so badly
"He's just a loser with a life thinner than paper."
Is it possible for me to do what Lu Shuren did
He withdrew his thoughts and was about to add some firewood.
The flames in front of me suddenly began to turn a strange green color.
Xu Le's heart skipped a beat, but he still forced himself to continue reading until some words appeared in the green flame.
There is a corpse in the safe range. The time of death has exceeded 4 hours. The corpse will become a level 1 weird in 10 minutes.
The house is currently in a dilapidated and unsealed state, and a level 1 anomaly will occur at midnight 14 minutes and 56 seconds later.
Currently on May 28, the countdown to the Red Moon Catastrophe is: 2 days, 0 hours, 14 minutes and 56 seconds
Xu Le: …