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Chapter 872 43. Evil night burning fire

【Countdown: 64:32:59】

The sea breeze blows over the rock walls, through the dry forest, through the gaps, and reverberates over the island.

Even the whimpering sea breeze can hardly blow away the strange mist that pervades the deep sea.

Before the dark mist completely enveloped the island, Qianye received news from the first island and was finally able to temporarily relax.

"They can't see the fire...we're stealthy enough."

Forty players including Mu Su made a total of 41 players.The five Wangwen Wenqie stayed in Broken Mountain as the second of the three caves of the cunning rabbit. Ten minutes ago, Qianye asked two players to bring enough fish and meat to support Wangwen Wenqie. The remaining 10 people hid in four scattered stone houses.

Qianye hopes that when the countdown ends, all players will survive, even though this is an extravagant wish.

The players who took care of the fire heard this, and safely threw the roasted and dried branches into the campfire.

The gradually growing flames dispelled the gray mist that penetrated into the stone house, protecting everyone.

Raw fish that hadn't been gutted lay around, waiting for the ash to accumulate enough to be tossed in to be braised rather than grilled for attention.

And because of the tedious pure survival, the number of active people in the official live broadcast is gradually decreasing.

【Countdown: 64:07:59】

However, not many players quit the live broadcast.The countdown clearly hints that things aren't going to be smooth sailing, and they're waiting for trouble to find these contestants to entertain the crowd and go about their business.Such as cleaning up housework, patrolling planetary belts, preparing for the first battle, discussing amendments, and making plans to invade the galaxy.

Like a classroom without a teacher, the oppressive atmosphere is replaced by whispers over time.Qianye did not stop this kind of unrevealed communication, it was impossible for them to be tense all the time.

Ten minutes later, the first batch of fish was dug out from the ashes.The grayish-looking unpalatable marl skin is peeled off and the alluring gray fish blooms.

The fish was distributed among the most hungry people, including Musu.

Though people are skeptical about whether he's actually hungry.

Musu and the others who got the fish started to eat. Tianmo, who couldn't wait, took a big bite first, and then wrinkled his face in pain with minced meat on the corner of his mouth.

Unlike searing, braising allows the fish to retain its original flavor—including the tough parts.

This bitterness even caused the slowly recovering sanity points of several players to fluctuate and decrease.

Their painful expressions caused a low, relaxing laugh in the stone house, and the players looked at Musu with some expectation.

"Cough-cough-"

A hoarse, muffled growl suddenly sounded, Mu Su grabbed his neck, and slowly collapsed in pain.

The sudden change frightened everyone, especially the three players who barely swallowed the fish, their faces were pale and they scratched their throats to vomit.

"Cough cough—cough!"

The coughing stopped abruptly, and the stone house fell into silence with only the sound of slight breathing.

Trembling, Musu raised his palm, put it into his mouth, and picked up a pocket-sized fishbone that was almost unreal.

"It's so dangerous... I almost got my throat stuck by a fishbone." Mu Su, who survived the disaster, looked at the player who was vomiting and retching strangely: "Are you also stuck your throat?"

Qianye had no choice but to withdraw his gaze and looked at the upper left corner of his gaze.

【Countdown: 63:43:59】

Only one-sixth of the three-day countdown has passed, and I hope that everything that follows——

"I hope tonight can pass smoothly..."

A whisper from her companion interrupted her thoughts.

"Time flies so slowly..."

Hearing this, Qianye subconsciously scanned the countdown again, [63:43:58], the time is indeed very...

Qianye was stunned, [Countdown: 63:43:58] The subtitles gradually dimmed, and new content appeared in the original blank space.

[Countdown stopped, solve/get rid of hidden dangers to resume countdown]

The chatter faded away, and more and more players discovered the new reminder that replaced the countdown, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Prepare to attack!"

Mu Su gripped the fishbone tightly and whispered, but was suddenly pulled to sit down by Yinghua next to him, and the fishbone was also thrown away.

"How do we do it?" Tianmo asked in a low voice.

"do nothing."

Qianye's answer was quite the essence of the magic conch.

The only things they can rely on are these hidden stone houses.

However, Musu doesn’t think so—he has a unique way of judging whether things are correct or not.

Quietly turning his back on everyone, Mu Su took out the magic conch, humbly and piously: "Magical magic conch, what should we do at this time?"

After a pause, the magic conch shone with lavender light: [do nothing]

"You should listen to the magic conch." Qianye echoed.

Mu Su snorted softly, hid his unwillingness, and hid in a corner to rest.

The "campfire officer" is sticky and flexible, trying to spit out sticky phlegm to put out the campfire to no avail. He set aside part of the fire to extinguish it and reduced the brightness of the stone house.

The previously cheerful atmosphere became oppressive as the stone house became dark.

The other three stone houses that received instructions followed suit. At the same time, the number of people active in the official live broadcast gradually increased.

The audience expecting Musu to do something and do nothing is divided equally, rounding up is another magic conch.

However, as the number of viewers in the live broadcast climbed, changes quietly emerged like water that condensed into ice.

They heard the sound of the sea wind coming to the group of stone houses, getting through the gap between the rafts, and trampling on dead branches.But with the change of wind direction, everything disappeared in the dead silence like returning to the ruins.

Are they approaching, or are they moving away?

Waiting turned into torment, the bonfire crackled from time to time like firecrackers shaking the sky, and the beating heart in the chest seemed to be beating from the depths of the earth. This series of parallelism clearly sets off the tension and depression.

"We should destroy those weird weeds..." Tianmo suddenly said.

"Why?" Qianye frowned.

"They're weird eyeliners!"

"Where's the evidence?" Qianye stared at Tianmo, thinking about something.

"Those strange grasses are like eyes, and they are like drawn lines. The answer to the riddle lies in the riddle, eyeliner!"

"Stop your musu-style thinking logic."

"Who called me?"

Musu raised his head sleepily and looked around.

Mao Jiu leaned against the wall next to the door, quietly listening to her companions whispering.In his peripheral vision, the door panel that originally blocked the exit was being slowly pushed open little by little.

call--

The breeze blew the ends of the hair, and the cat, who was surprised by the wind, turned his head nine times, and then saw the moving door raft and the eerie darkness.

From a cup for two women to self-violence, from Furui control to alien control.Although the evolution of physical meaning is negligible on the long scale called time, the inner threshold of people is always evolving.Such as cognitive ability, such as vision.

It must be admitted that purely bloody and hideous monsters and scenes can hardly make people with higher thresholds emotionally fluctuate.While the "shocking" element still works, it's low-end funny like forcibly scratching the soles of your feet to make you laugh.

"Psychological fear", "story foreshadowing" and "environmental layout" are the ways to induce fear from the heart.

Human fear stems from the unknown, followed by lack of firepower.

The situation at this moment perfectly fits the modern human judgment of fear.

(End of this chapter)