Chapter 309 Public Nightmare

"This fog..."

The child frowned slightly, a little hesitant.

He still knew.

Outside the "civilization circle" of this world, it has been submerged in the gray fog that has been cursed. These places are called "restricted areas".

The gray fog in the restricted area is a substantial curse that can be seen by ordinary people's naked eyes.

The curse has the characteristic of flowing from the place of high concentration to the place of low concentration.

Because the souls of ordinary people do not store curses, they can barely live in the gray fog for a while.

But for the extraordinary, this is an inexorable poison. Any superhuman who has reached the "Bronze Rank" and "corrupted" their souls with curses, their souls have the ability to accommodate curses.

Then as long as the superhuman enters the restricted area, he will be forced to inhale a large amount of fierce curse that cannot be digested normally. For example, it is like throwing humans into the deep sea, and under water pressure, the sea water pours into all the orifices.

If this door really leads to the restricted area, then they go in for nothing...

Even if they can run the corpse and resurrect, if it is a random portal, they probably won't even have a way to come back.

At that time, the "stray children" will really start to wander.

"Have to find a way to try it out," the child murmured.

"...But I remember that it should be gray fog in the restricted area, right?"

Si Anke frowned slightly: "This is Bai Wu..."

If you ignore the dim environment where you can't see anything in the fog gate, it's quite like a fairyland - the white fog is like dry ice at room temperature, filling the entire world in front of you, and even the part that should be the earth can only see clouds. like white fog.

"It doesn't have to be, Kung Zi."

Citalopram shook his head gently and made a hoarse voice: "Who knows how gray the gray fog is, what if the grayscale of the gray fog is inconsistent under different conditions?"

"...Well, what you said makes sense."

"—However, I really don't think there will be any danger."

Citalopram said,

He walked over with great interest: "The reason is very simple. The address and password here are given to Annan by Salvatore, and he cannot harm Annan.

"And that Jude, he should be from the Black Tower of Zedi. He planned to come here, definitely not to arrest us, but most likely to go to the ruins.

"If it's really gray fog outside, why don't you have a Soul Reaper wizard and grab some people in and bring things back?"

The analysis of citalopram is very convincing.

She is more like the captain than the mascot of the child.

And the child did not shy away from it.

"...It seems that we will depend on you in the future.

"If there's something for me, just mention it. If I can do it, I'll do it."

His implication... is that he intends to go in for a wave and explore the grass with his life.

Anyway, he is used to this kind of operation.

Sensing that citalopram was better at observation and analysis than he was, the homeless child made a decisive power shift. Even the power to direct himself has been handed over to citalopram.

Compared with Jiu'er and the others, the biggest problem with his team is... Among the four people, there is only one veteran.

That is the child.

Among these four people, he is the only player in the first phase.

Whether it is according to the status in reality, the seniority in the game, or the personal level, combat power, understanding of the world, or even his real age... There is no doubt that the captain can only be a child.

Children on this journey, children can definitely be called conscientious and conscientious.

He has been online the longest and has the most things on the road. Aside from the necessary sleep time, his other time and energy were devoted to taking care of the bodies left in this world when the other three went offline.

This is not a day of playing games... Not only does he have to keep his spirits up and pay attention to the environment, but when the crowd is the most crowded and the chatting is happiest, he has to go offline instead.

As before -

as before when I was a professional;

Just like doing experiments in groups when I was in school before;

It is also the same as when he is linked with other anchors.

The kid is always the 5 in Dota and the support in LoL.

He knows that his talent is limited, and his only advantage is enough patience. Therefore, the tasks he is responsible for are the most boring, the most sacrificed, but someone has to do it... and it is very important.

It's not because he "likes" to play support, but because he thinks it's the most "right" thing to do.

"My decision is, you are all waiting here. Let me go in and find the way."

The slightly hoarse voice of citalopram caused by long-term smoking is very personal.

Although she is only a little older than Si Anke among the four, and she is still half a student, her tone is unexpectedly mature.

Without the slightest hesitation and hesitation, firm and unrelenting, calm and convincing—

"I'm also an undead... Maybe I have something in common with the undead inside. And it's night, when my combat power and perception ability are the strongest, it's the most correct choice to let me go in and explore the way. I'm driving the live broadcast. , you can look at it directly from my point of view."

Citalopram stood in front of the fog door, looking back at the other three.

Or rather, looking at the homeless child—their captain.

correct?

The child was startled.

"...You convinced me. The undead perspective may indeed trigger additional quests..."

Then he was silent for a while, and said seriously: "But I still plan to go in with you.

"This is not my stubbornness - listen to me. The biggest difference between me and the three of you is that as an old player... I have the privilege of resurrection.

"You are newcomers, you may not know... Live broadcast is not a panacea. For example, in certain areas in the nightmare, the signal in the live broadcast room will be blocked. That is usually the area with the strongest curse... And you look at this white fog. I am basically certain that the live broadcast signal will definitely be cut off.

"It's like the situation on the old goose side. Annan's team has its deep meaning... You are the only player among us who can become a ghost, Dove is the most powerful newcomer, and Si Anke is the only one among us. A player who can detect barriers and traps.

"Only me... My characteristic is that the combat power will increase in the jungle. So my positioning is to escort the three of you in and out. But if there is danger inside, I can also activate the resurrection privilege and revive infinitely in a short time. .

"The meaning of your existence and Si Anke's existence lies more in the ruins; while Dove and I are responsible for the outside of the ruins. So the two of us can die, but the two of you can't - no problem, sister Dove? "

"I know."

Dove nodded calmly.

Seeing this scene, on the contrary, the pressure of the four dark moments increased.

Want to... protect me?

hateful!

What's going on, this atmosphere where only I can't do it...

He gritted his teeth and muttered softly, "Be careful."

"We agreed like this...you remember it."

The child thought for a while, and then ordered: "You can observe my level through the forum. If after entering the ruins, the live news is closed and we can't access the forum, you will come in ten minutes later.

"If it's very dangerous inside, and you see me and citalopram each dropping one level or more, don't come in and go offline; we both find a place where we can sleep and forcefully go offline, and call us to discuss it in detail. If we don't die in ten minutes, you just come in. If citalopram is dead and I'm not dead, then it must mean that we are separated, or I think the danger is not too big and run away. It means you can come in.

"Also - if I die within five minutes of entering and only die once, that means I have activated the resurrection privilege after dying once and am asking you for help. You will come in immediately... remember?"

The child said calmly.

Even if it seems like a nightmare, the forum cannot be logged in... and a warning or a signal for help should be issued.

This is absolutely impossible to achieve when citalopram goes to die alone.

After being affirmed by the two, he held citalopram's forearm - this was to avoid suspicion between men and women, so he did not grab citalopram's hand.

On the contrary, citalopram unconcernedly grabbed his hand with a backhand, and chuckled inexplicably: "We're off."

...it always feels like a joke.

The child muttered inwardly, but did not speak.

What happened after that did not exceed his expectations...

The moment the child stepped into the fog door, his live stream was immediately cut off.

In the endless gray fog, a prompt that he had never seen before suddenly appeared in front of the child, and he swiped down the screen line by line at an extremely fast speed:

[Primary influence not detected: Whispers of Grace]

[Primary Effects Not Detected: Anthem of Nature]

[High-order influence not detected: Gravity of the stars]

[Higher-Order Effects Not Detected: Fable of the Moth]

【Awakened element not detected】

[Detected the Legacy of Orser: Jungle Walker]

【Extra judgment is in progress...】

[Judgment target: outsiders, summons, humanoids, humans, males]

[Judgment authority: apprentice]

[Specimen Storage Vault III-251-11 is limited to open, the number of passes allowed: 1]

[falling into a public nightmare...identity has been substituted]

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