Chapter 307 Waiting for our leader to wake up

The black fog continued to spread. Zhong Mu stood in the black fog and didn't dare to move at all. He listened to the screams and the footsteps wandering in the town, and clenched his fists.

The black fog swept away the players in the town and turned them into monsters and sent them back. The black fog then controlled the players who turned into monsters to harm the people in the town. Even if the dungeon players did not attack the people in the town, the black fog would help them attack the players in the town.

The town was already in a bad state. They had lost Boss Ye, part of their main force had been transformed into monsters, and now they were threatened by the arrival of dungeon players. The town couldn't afford to lose any more people, otherwise their home, which they had managed to maintain for so long, would fall apart.

Something needs to be done quickly... something needs to be done to stop the people in this town from killing each other.

Zhong Mu stood there nervously, his mind working at high speed. As if he had thought of something, he suddenly lowered his head to look at the little wooden man on the ground.

If he remembered correctly, anyone who attacked him would be turned into a wooden figure by him, but if he forgave them, they would be able to recover. So...

Zhong Mu immediately lowered his head to pick up the little wooden man on the ground, and strode out in the obscure black fog.

He didn't care whether the sound he made would affect the monsters' attack on him, nor did he care whether the black fog would take him away. He just wanted to quickly stop those who had transformed into monsters from killing more of their companions.

"I'm here! Everyone! I'm in the town square! Come and kill me if you want to kill me! Come and kill me!" Zhong Mu took out a flashlight and scanned the thick black fog. Based on his familiarity with the structure of the town, he walked towards the town square, shouting loudly as he walked, attracting many town monsters that were walking in the black fog looking for prey.

The footsteps that were originally wandering around were immediately approaching him because of his voice.

At the same time, Zhong Mu also heard crackling sounds of falling from the black fog. Some twisted groups of small wooden men kept rolling from the black fog to the ground.

It seemed that the things in the black fog that emitted murderous intent towards Zhong Mu were also turned into wood and fell down invisibly. The black fog could not hurt him, and those players who had transformed into monsters could not hurt him either.

Zhong Mu's anxious heart relaxed a little. He was really afraid that he would be taken away by the black fog before he could attract more people. In that case, the players in the town would continue to be harmed.

Seeing that the black fog's attack was also within the protection range of Muhe's heart, he suddenly became confident. He kept shouting around the town to attract those mutated players. He walked in the dark, collecting the sounds of those wandering footsteps, constantly approaching them, attracting them to attack him, and then turning them into small pieces of wood that could not attack people.

Using oneself as bait and utilizing the passive ability of Mu He's heart as a weapon is better than allowing those controlled mutated players to hurt more people.

Zhong Mu's heart was pounding throughout the whole process. At first, he was nervous because he was worried that his idea would not work out. Then he was nervous because he saw countless familiar faces become distorted and pounce on him. Finally, he was nervous because he walked through the whole town and saw many of his companions who had been attacked lying injured on the roadside.

Anyone who makes a sound will be attacked by the black fog, and anyone who stands still will be found by the mutated players. They can do nothing but pray and wait for death in the darkness.

The sound of Zhong Mu resounding throughout the town was exceptionally loud and clear, pulling and attracting those mutated players over and over again, circling the town, going to every dangerous player, gathering all the dangers around him, and then eliminating them all at once.

The crisis that suddenly befell the small town really made many veteran players unable to react, and they had no way out.

The person who has been with me for many years and whom I trust deeply was helping me one second and then attacking me in the black fog the next.

They were in a panic and could only wait until the black fog passed before they could get back on their feet.

This time the black fog lasted for a long time, as if it was going to wipe out all the people in the town. Zhong Mu stood alone in the dark square, howling, attracting those strange players to come to him.

He didn't know how much time had passed, his voice became a little hoarse, and the number of strange players approaching him gradually decreased until they disappeared completely.

Zhong Mu breathed a sigh of relief, and the players around the town who heard Zhong Mu's voice become smaller also breathed a sigh of relief.

The black fog took advantage of Brother Xiu's absence and attacked the town. If Zhong Mu had not reacted quickly, who knows what would have happened to the town now.

Finally, the black fog slowly retreated as if it realized that this action would not bring more killings.

The sky of the town that had been infected by darkness slowly returned to its brightness, and many people's faces showed a relaxed look again.

Zhong Mu let out a long sigh and lowered his head to cover his chest. He didn't know if it was because he had been nervous for too long, but now that the black fog had dissipated, he still felt the tightness in his heart, as if this emotion did not belong to him, but came from the other end of the connection.

Is the doctor worried about him because he is too excited?

Zhong Mu took a long breath and didn't care about anything else for the time being. He quickly lowered his head and collected the wooden people on the ground.

Although these are the biggest killers in this crisis, they were once companions of the small town, and it was not their will to be controlled and killed.

Since they are unable to control the impact of the black fog on them now, they can only put everything away first to ensure that they will not be in as much danger as this time when the black fog comes next time.

"Zhong Mu! Are you okay?" Some players from the small town came running over from afar to help clean up the mess and also to show concern for Zhong Mu.

The players who had experienced this dungeon looked at the players in the small town with even more disgust, because the ones who killed people in the fog were the mutated players who had returned and were part of the small town. Their trust in the players in the small town completely disappeared.

Looking at those people who left with frowns, Zhong Mu felt a little worried, wondering what else they were planning behind his back.

"Team leader, help me pack everyone up. If these wooden figures are hurt, it will actually be reported to the original person, so don't let anything happen to them." Zhong Mu picked up the little wooden figures and put them away, and said seriously, "These are our companions. Once the town is stable, we will consider how to deal with them. Don't let anyone get hurt."

"Yeah, I understand. Everyone thinks so." The team leaders in various positions in the town nodded in agreement.

Even though many people in the town were injured this time, no one died. I don’t know if it was because of the mutation that made them subconsciously show mercy to their companions or what, the town was slightly traumatized, but it still held on.

Regroup and then face the next black fog.

"Also, regarding the dungeon players..." Zhong Mu turned around and glanced around, then approached them and said, "I still have to disguise myself and go over to see what's going on. I suspect their resistance will become even more intense after this. Even if Brother Xiu comes back later, he might not be able to suppress them."

Dungeon players can no longer tolerate this situation of being suppressed and waiting to die without any solution.

There is no progress in the dungeon, they are suppressed by the town players, and threatened by strange monsters. They are exhausted both physically and mentally, and will definitely rebel violently, which will only result in a lose-lose situation with the town players.

The team leader nodded and said, "Be careful."

"in addition……"

The team leader whispered a few words in his ear, "Don't take too many risks. Although our town is a little dangerous, we still have a last resort.

"You have to remember, we're not waiting to die or idling around. We're just preparing for battle, dragging out the deadline for a month, waiting for our leader to wake up.

"No one is going to abandon this town and leave it to them."