Chapter 522 Jiancun 37

Fu Anan didn't know why she insisted on doing this, but she keenly felt that if her plan was realized, it would greatly increase the difficulty of the game.

She bent down and tried to put the thing into the space.

However, quite unexpectedly, there was an inexplicable force preventing her from doing so.

This was the first time she had felt this way.

Even though she used great strength, she could only separate a small piece from the huge mirror.

A piece the size of a cell phone.

Compared with a bronze mirror with a diameter of two meters, it is nothing.

Fu Yizhi was also taking action at this time, trying to use external force to separate the two people from the bronze mirror.

But Shi Yicai and Gu Qiang were sucked in firmly, and the destruction of the mirror took only five seconds.

The blood flowed very quickly in the mirror, instantly filling the entire gap, and formed a complex picture under the illumination of the fire.

On the other side,

In the village chief's house.

The holy face of the unattended clay statue suddenly became strange, with the corners of its mouth slightly raised.

Then, the clay sculpture shattered.

At the same time,

Everyone in Jian Village screamed in pain, their bodies were no longer under control, and they couldn't help but pick up the bronze mirror that had not been completely burned.

Some bronze mirrors in the flames were burned red.

The flesh made a crackling sound when it touched them, but these people seemed to feel no pain.

They stopped screaming.

Apart from the sound of burning flames, the village fell into an eerie silence.

They pointed the bronze mirror at themselves, and these people began to lose their hair, and another face grew on the back of their heads.

It's not just about having a face.

The neck and limbs began to stretch continuously, while the chest and lower abdomen continued to shrink.

Their body proportions became extremely disproportionate, and then they all looked towards the center of the village.

At this moment, the bronze mirror was also slowly swelling.

Its bulging shape looks very much like a "person".

The stretched copper skin reflected an orange light in the firelight, but if you look closely, the constantly stretched and changing appearance vaguely resembles a human.

Shi Yicai and Gu Qiang stood there, staring blankly at the changes in the bronze mirror.

A bit disgusting.

And a little proud.

The remaining black dogs in the village whimpered in fear before having their necks twisted by the "villagers" who had once raised them.

Fu Anan held Fu Yizi back, maybe, perhaps...it was time for them to leave.

The two dodged the "people" coming from all directions and quickly ran outside.

Looking at the appearance of these "villagers",

They never expected that they would die in this way.

What benefits can they gain by doing this?

I don’t know what Shi Yicai and the others want to do, but from now on, we may no longer be in the same camp.

Where should they go now?

While fleeing, Fu Anan kept thinking in his mind.

At this time, the houses on both sides of the road were still burning.

Perhaps by the time the fire stopped, Jian Village had already become a ruin.

It was only the eighth day of the game, early morning.

And on the way, these villagers have stopped mutating.

I started looking towards them, and that feeling was chilling.

The two ran all the way to the edge of the village.

Fortunately, these strange villagers did not chase after us.

They hid back to the place where they had started, quietly waiting for dawn and what would happen next.

Four or five hours passed.

It's probably around seven or eight in the morning now.

Everything that could be burned in the village ahead had been burned down, leaving only blackened walls, carbonized wood, and thick black smoke.

The whole village seemed to be covered with a layer of black cloth. Without the sun, the sky was dark and yellow.