Zhang Xiaowen is scheduled to be on duty between 2 am and 4 am, so he must quickly regenerate his energy while others are on duty. So Zhang Xiaowen set himself an alarm clock of 1.55 and then went to rest. But as soon as he lay down, the face of a short, fat old man appeared in his mind, and Zhang Xiaowen knew that this must be Xu Fu's memory.
The short and fat old man was Xu Fu's master, and he seemed to be kind-hearted, but Xu Fu's fear of him was not inferior to his cruel father. The old man was talking endlessly to Xu Fu about the things in the world, and Zhang Xiaowen became interested as he listened.
"Fu'er, do you know how many races there are in this world after Empress Nuwa pinched the artifact?" The old man asked with his eyes closed.
Xu Fu replied listlessly: "There are seventy-three tribes."
The old man nodded and continued to ask: "When did the human race rise up? Why did war against other races?"
Hearing this question, Zhang Xiaowen was a little excited: According to Xu Fu’s memory, Nuwa not only pinched out humans when making common people, but also pinched out many strange races. Most of these races are very similar to humans, but they are somewhat different. different. Since these races had various talents at first, humans could only be driven by other races. But humans have a talent that other races don't have, that is the ability to reproduce.
The reproduction ability of human beings is the strongest among all races. As time goes by, human beings have an unmatched number of other races. Although only a small number of humans can practice spells, through a huge base, humans have far more cultivators than other races, so the human race has become the strongest race among the seventy-three races!
Zhang Xiaowen was very curious about how human beings treated these alien identities, but Xu Fu's memory suddenly disappeared, as if Xu Fu didn't know this problem.
This feeling of losing his appetite is really unpleasant. Zhang Xiaowen patted the pillow hard, rolled over and opened his eyes.
Tu Shitou was no longer by his side, Zhang Xiaowen sat up and looked at the phone, except that there was still no signal, the time had come to 2:45!
Zhang Xiaowen crawled out of the bed and unzipped the zipper of the tent. At this time, there was already a white mist outside!
Except for water outside the tent
Seeing nothing in the fog, Zhang Xiaowen hurriedly called out the names of other people: "Soil and Stone! Oda! Are you there?"
There was still a vast expanse of whiteness all around, and his own voice was floating in the wilderness, and he didn't get any answer.
A cold sweat broke out from behind Zhang Xiaowen, this mist is really extraordinary! If it's just the mist, then other people should be able to hear their own voices. Could it be that this mist has isolated themselves from the world
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaowen quickly turned around and looked behind him, as expected! Behind him became a vast expanse of whiteness!
Zhang Xiaowen reluctantly touched forward again, there was really nothing left! The tent just behind him disappeared! Zhang Xiaowen scratched his head fiercely: No wonder the people who entered the mist never got out again. Now it seems that they are isolated from the world after entering the mist. There is no direction, no food, no water, no one. Impossible to go out!
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaowen regretted it. He had known that he should rush all night, and blamed himself for being too careless, thinking that it would be fine if someone was on duty.
and many more! Zhang Xiaowen suddenly thought that Tu Shitou was the second person on duty. Based on his knowledge of Tu Shitou, he would definitely not sleep when he was on duty, so why didn't he find the mist? Did he have an accident? But who would harm himself and his party? Is it one of the five or is there an outsider
Zhang Xiaowen suddenly felt that these five of him were probably calculated when the plane landed, otherwise he would not be able to explain why his party followed the navigation but did not reach the camp. But who would be calculating himself in this desert? Could it be
Zhang Xiaowen patted his head fiercely, hating himself for not being able to figure it out earlier!
The monster to be dealt with this time is a monster who is good at mind control, and the 7 group is chasing this monster all the way to get here, so this monster may not be far away. Five of them were walking through the desert by this monster, and the thoughts of the five of them might have been disturbed by the monster, so they couldn't find the campsite. The soil and stone were probably controlled by the monster, so the alarm was not sent out!
After thinking about the reason, Zhang Xiaowen took out his cell phone annoyedly and wanted to record the time. After all, he is likely to be here.
I was trapped in the water mist, and the 20th round will definitely send someone to find everyone, and I can leave the information he knows to the 20th recorded through his mobile phone!
But Zhang Xiaowen, who took out his mobile phone again, was dumbfounded. It was already two forty-five when he was in the tent just now to check the time. How come it's only one fifty for now? Zhang Xiaowen suddenly remembered that he had set the alarm clock. When he was in the tent, he hadn't thought about the alarm at all. So when he was in the tent just now, he was probably hallucinated!
Zhang Xiaowen felt a burst of cold sweat coming out of his back. Is this monster already so powerful? But why doesn't it directly control itself as its food, but trap itself in the mist
Just when Zhang Xiaowen was panicked, Niu Yijun's voice suddenly came from the white mist in the distance: "Is there anyone? Zhang Xiaowen, Tu Shitou, Luan Yujun, Otian, where are you?"
Niu Yijun's voice suddenly became Zhang Xiaowen's life-saving straw. Although Zhang Xiaowen felt strange, but he was looking forward to a teammate in his heart, so he responded loudly: "Niu Yijun, is that you? I am Zhang Xiaowen!
Not far from him, Niu Yijun's voice came again: "I am here, I am here!"
As soon as the voice came, a pair of delicate hands stretched out from the white mist. Zhang Xiaowen hesitated, but decided to pull it over, and then Niu Yijun gave a firm hug.
Niu Yijun blushed and stared at Zhang Xiaowen: "What are you doing, let go!"
Zhang Xiaowen was taken aback: "Such a fog, if I let go of my hand, I won't be able to find you again!"
As soon as the voice fell, a roaring voice came from all around: "Oh! Wow!"
"I said Xiaowen, I didn't see that you are still a master of sultry sisters. Where is the fog on such a sunny day?"
Zhang Xiaowen heard Luan Yujun's voice, was taken aback, looked up, Luan Yujun was standing beside him, and Tu Shitou and Xiao Tian also stared at him with wide eyes!
Niu Yijun pushed Zhang Xiaowen away: "In broad daylight, what are your dreams?"
Zhang Xiaowen discovered that the surrounding water mist had long since disappeared and turned into a sunny day! Zhang Xiaowen was puzzled, and quickly asked: "What time is it? How many days have passed since our 20th innings?"
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