"Okay, you guys go in and look for it, I'm dying of thirst."
"Hush your voice, don't draw them over."
"Understood," Zhang Yang lowered his voice, waved his hands at his companions, and urged, "Go quickly, don't waste time."
The companions turned and walked into the dilapidated building in front of them.
Zhang Yang exhaled, scanned his surroundings, and locked his eyes on the half-person-high trash can two meters away.
He walked to the trash can, and a strong sour smell came over his face, mixed with the pungent smell of blood, making him sick.
Zhang Yang resisted the desire to vomit, and moved the trash can to the wall, forming a small triangle where people could hide.
He squatted behind the trash can, watching the roads on both sides vigilantly, looking out for his companions.
Suddenly, there was a slight movement in the alley ahead.
Zhang Yang's expression changed, and he secretly cursed why he came here so quickly.
He took out the props and was about to use them, when he saw more clothes corners at the entrance of the alley.
clothing…
is a person
Zhang Yang paused, staring closely at the entrance of the alley.
The next second, I saw a short-haired boy in a white T-shirt and a mask.
He walked on the street, neither fast nor slow, without the slightest fear or nervousness, as if he was shopping.
Zhang Yang held the props, thinking that this should be a big shot.
And it looks a little familiar.
He squinted his eyes, watching the other party getting closer and closer, he paused, and looked at him with clear eyes.
"Wen, Wen Meng?" Zhang Yang opened his eyes wide and blurted out.
"Zhang Yang."
Wen breathed a sigh of relief, it can be regarded as seeing a living person.
He walked quickly towards Zhang Yang, and within two steps, he caught a glimpse of the bloody trash can. There were pieces of meat, bones... fragments, and it was hard to tell whether it was human bones or other things.
Wen Qing's face changed slightly, she looked away, and quickly asked, "Where is this place?"
Zhang Yang froze for a moment, and said to him, "Central Street."
He looked Wen Qing up and down, but he didn't see any traces of wounds, so he was even more puzzled: "Don't you know?"
"How did you get here?"
Wen Qing told the truth: "I passed out after the game started on the second day, and I haven't seen anyone since."
He just woke up in a room half an hour ago.
Wen Qing usually stays at the residence, and rarely goes to the street. When she goes out, she goes to the Lucky Hotel. The only neighborhood she knows is the Lucky Hotel area.
After waking up, I walked on the street for half an hour. Not only did I not know the way, but I didn't even see anyone.
Zhang Yang glanced at his watch: "It's already six o'clock in the afternoon."
"If you get more sleep, the second day will be over."
"No," he paused, and looked up at Wen Qing, "So you slept for most of the day and didn't know what happened, right?"
Wen nodded lightly: "I don't know."
Zhang Yang's expression changed, and he grabbed his sleeve immediately: "Quickly squat down for me."
He just thought he was a fearless boss just now.
Wen Qing squatted down blankly.
Zhang Yang said in a low voice, "After the game on the second day started, the sky will dawn."
"By the way, do you know what the second day's game is?"
Wen Qing nodded, then shook his head again: "I only hear that protecting nature is everyone's responsibility."
Zhang Yang responded, and explained: "I don't know the specifics. Anyway, after the second day, the plants in the world have become bigger, and there are more animals for some reason."
"And the most terrifying thing is that players must abide by the rules of the game and must protect nature."
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and she asked, "Does nature include all animals and plants?"
Zhang Yang nodded with an ugly face: "Yes."
"We can't shoot them, they can eat players at will."
Wen Qing's expression also changed: "Are they eating people?"
"Yes," Zhang Yang scratched his hair, "We used to eat them, now they eat us, damn it."
"However, the plants are okay, but they grow very large, and they look a bit infiltrating, and they hardly attack players."
As he said that, he glanced at Wen Qing: "You're really lucky, you haven't been eaten by them after sleeping for most of the day."
The voice fell to the ground, and suddenly there was a loud noise not far away.
"boom-"
"Bang bang—"
The sound became louder and louder, and the ground trembled faintly, as if it was the footsteps of some giant.
Zhang Yang's face changed drastically, and he pulled Wen Qing up: "Let's go."
Wen Qing hurriedly followed him into the building.
While running, Zhang Yang took out two pieces of paper from his pocket and threw them into the air.
The paper was thrown into the air, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into two thousand paper cranes, flying unsteadily in different directions.
Wen Qing followed Zhang Yang through the building and ran into a narrow street.
There were two more footsteps behind him.
He looked back and saw two men carrying schoolbags.
One of the taller men asked Zhang Yang, "What is it?"
Zhang Yang ran forward without looking back, gasped and said, "I didn't see it, the sound sounds like that pig at night."
"Let's run away first."
After running for another ten minutes, the loud noise just now disappeared.
The heavy footsteps disappeared before Zhang Yang stopped.
Zhang Yang supported the wall, slowed down for a while, and introduced: "This is Wen Meng, I passed a dungeon before."
"These two are my brothers, called Wang Da Wang Er."
Wen Qing nodded towards Wang Dawang Er.
Wang Da wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat down on the ground so tired, opened his schoolbag, and poured out three bottles of water: "I searched three floors, but only found three bottles of water."
After speaking, he looked at Wen Qing.
Now there are four people.
Wen Qing blinked and said to them: "I'm not thirsty, you can drink."
"Okay." Wang Da was stunned for a moment, and threw the water to Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of water, and almost spat it out: "Why does this water smell like pigs?"
Wang Da rolled his eyes at him: "Give it back to me."
Zhang Yang: "No matter how stinky it is, drink it."
Wang Er lowered his head and sniffed the water, and said, "It's not in the water, it's because there's a pig smell in the air."
Zhang Yang drank half a bottle of water in one breath: "Finally he came back to life."
He smelled the air, and there was indeed a pig smell.
There is also a scent.
Zhang Yang took a deep breath and found that the fragrance came from Wen Qing.
He was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Wen Meng, do you still wear perfume as a big man?"
Wen Qing tilted her head: "I didn't spray."
Zhang Yang was puzzled: "Then why is your body so fragrant?"
Wen gently raised his arm, smelled the sleeves, and smelled a faint fragrance of flowers.
Thinking of being swallowed by roses at night, he explained slowly: "Maybe because I fell into the flowers."
Zhang Yang snorted, without thinking too much, turned to ask Wang Dawang Er: "Have you found anything to eat?"
"No," Wang Er cursed in a low voice, "Is there anything to eat, that building must have been raided just now."
Zhang Yang sighed: "Take a rest and look for it later."
"We have to prepare something before the third day begins."
Wen gently raised his eyelids and looked at the light blue giant statue in midair.
Over the past two days, the white mist covering his face has dispersed a little.
Looking at its perfect mandibular angle, Wen Qing always felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
He blinked, and saw the colossus turned its head and looked towards this corner.
Suddenly, two thousand paper cranes appeared in front of Wen Qing's eyes, they flew over slowly, flew in front of Zhang Yang, and turned back into two pieces of paper.
Knowing that it was a prop, Wen Qing couldn't help but take a second look.
Zhang Yang sensed his gaze and explained, "It's just a prop for spreading the news, the seeds stick out."
"You can only pass a few words, which is of no great use."
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment: "Seed?"
"Yeah," Zhang Yang looked at him in a daze, and continued to explain, "The seeds of the game yesterday, some people planted props, and some people planted monsters."
As he spoke, he raised his finger and pointed to the virtual panel in mid-air: "Nong."
[Second day]
[Players: 5082 players.]
"Now there are only 5,000 players left. When the game started, there were 10,000."
"There are about three or four thousand players, and they died not long after the game started."
Zhang Yang looked at Wen Qing: "You should have planted props if you are still alive."
Wen Qing lowered his eyes and suddenly realized.
That rose was probably also a prop, so when he met it at night, his body changed and he was taken away from Ji Junfeng.
Zhang Yang stared at his profile.
Passed out after the start of the second day.
Didn't know seeds could grow props.
He patted Wen Qing's shoulder sympathetically, and sighed: "Your props have been robbed."
Wen Qing replied vaguely, without explanation.
He asked, "Where is the Lucky Hotel going?"
"I have something in the past."
Zhang Yang glanced around and frowned slightly: "Auspicious Hotel is on the east side, if you go from here, you have to walk for an hour or two."
Wen responded lightly, and was about to ask which direction Dong was, when a gust of foul-smelling wind blew over.
It made everyone's faces change.
Zhang Yang couldn't help retching: "What the hell is so smelly?"
"boom-"
There was another loud noise, different from the previous one, this time it was even louder, still ringing in my ears, mixed with the sound of falling stones.
"Fuck!" Zhang Yang's face was pale, and his voice almost broke out in fright, "Going in the wrong direction."
Wen Qing followed his gaze, and saw a huge pig's nose blocking the entrance of the alley, and two round pig's nostrils spraying air, whistling and spewing out bursts of stench.
They ran to the face of the pig!
As if smelling the smell of humans, the pig slowly stood up and bowed its head into the alley. The walls on both sides of the alley were cracked and slowly collapsed.
"Run!"
Wen Qing ran away.
Zhang Yang was full of desire to survive, so he ran to the front with a pale face, and even took time to say to them, "Run to the path!"
Pigs are huge and have difficulty moving in alleys and alleys.
Wen Qing didn't look back, and ran straight forward. From the snorting sound behind him, he could tell that the pig seemed to be getting farther and farther away from them.
After running for an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yang collapsed to the ground with trembling legs.
Wen Qing quickly went to help him.
Zhang Yang shook his head, indicating that he doesn't need to pull himself, and said out of breath, "Let's go..."
Wen Qing looked back sideways, and could see from the gap between the tall buildings that the pig chasing them had stopped moving. Although it was still hitting the distant buildings, it didn't get any closer, as if it was stopped by something. .
Wang Da and Wang Er also stopped, turned around and walked to Zhang Yang's side, each of them grabbed Zhang Yang's arm and pulled him up from the ground.
Wen Qing stood where she was, looking at the pigs who were no longer approaching, feeling inexplicably bad.
"Where is this place?"
"West End."
Wen Qing's eyes turned black, West District
The territory of Oz and Zhouzhou