Chapter 406: Scared to Death

She walked slowly into the hotel lobby in slippers.

The group of people sitting on the sofa, feeling anxious, saw a familiar figure and suddenly felt like charred victims rescued from a sea of fire.

"Boss Xia!" You can really sleep.

Xia Yan glanced at him and didn't recognize him. "What's the matter?"

Seeing that they didn't say anything, Xia Yan took the elevator to the second floor to eat.

The eight people looked at each other, not understanding what she was up to, and not daring to ask. They just watched the elevator door close.

"Then, shall we sit for a while?"

One of them touched his butt and chose to stand. "I'm used to sleeping on a wooden bed. I always feel that there is no support when sitting on this sofa. My butt is very weak."

The others had the same idea. After a brief discussion, they decided not to sit in the car and go outside to wash the car.

This is a newly acquired carbon bicycle with a five-digit price tag. In the past, they wouldn't even look at this kind of bike. It doesn't even have a protective shell. Are they riding it to serve as snacks for zombies?

But it’s different now. Following Boss Xia, the prices are a bit better.

Xia Yan didn't know them at first, but he recognized them when he saw the eight bicycles.

"You are the propaganda team sent by Chu Wanfu, right?"

"yes."

"That's perfect. Help me pack a lunch box, and then we'll be off."

There is strength in numbers, and more people means easier work.

Xia Yan stood with his hands behind his back and watched their busy backs with a smile. It was indeed a pleasure to use the free labor.

After putting away her lunch box and getting on her electric bike, she looked up the order information and confirmed the delivery.

A portal appeared on the embossed wall carvings in the hall. After it took shape, Xia Yan rode in first, and the publicity team followed behind on bicycles.

After stepping through the door, everything in front of me was pitch black. A damp and sticky air flowed through my body with every breath. The air was heavy and stagnant, and I soon broke out in a thin layer of sweat.

The propaganda team instantly became alert, quickly got off the car and gathered back to back, gathering supernatural powers in their hands and ready to attack at any time.

Looking at the portal again, the faint light seemed unable to penetrate the darkness, and was disappearing quickly after completing the transmission mission.

It’s too late to go back now!

It was pitch black all around, and the ground felt soft as if they were stepping on the corpse of a huge beast. A kind of unbearable fear madly attacked everyone's heart.

Did I get separated from Boss Xia?

At this moment, a beam of light appeared in front of them, and a familiar female voice muttered in dissatisfaction and madness:

"Finally found the button. What the hell is this place? Did I enter the wrong address again?!"

"It's Boss Xia!"

After seeing her face clearly, everyone felt relieved and hurriedly pushed the cart beside her.

Xia Yan frowned and looked at the area illuminated by the car lights.

The air here is as sticky as if it has substance, even the light is blocked, and can only illuminate a distance of one or two meters.

She took out a flashlight, turned it to the brightest, and looked around her.

The barrel-shaped light first fell on a yellow object covered with brown spots. As the aperture moved, she realized that it was actually a very large yellow leaf.

The light follows the petiole upwards, and the rough, grooved main trunk appears before our eyes. Further upwards, the gradually branching branches are densely packed at the end of the light, making it difficult to imagine how tall this plant must be.

Sweeping along one of the stems, the diffused light illuminates the countless lush leaves growing at the end.

They could clearly see the tiny pores clustered together on the underside of the leaves.

Everyone immediately lowered their heads, covered their eyes and wailed.

This is definitely a disaster scenario for trypophobia.

If it is a normal plant stomata, it is impossible to see the details with the naked eye, but when it is magnified to two or three meters, it is painful to just look at it.

But Xia Yan did not miss the sharp thorn in the middle of its leaves that was as tall as the sky and the ground. The sharp tip could easily penetrate flesh and blood.

She shook the flashlight again and was surprised to find that it was these spikes that reflected the tiny light.

She really couldn't imagine how anyone could survive in such an environment.

Human life is really tenacious.

She tried to find a path left by human activities among the dense branches that looked like a primeval forest.

The space ability users in the publicity team took out the flashlights they bought in the supermarket, distributed one to each person, and joined in the search for the way.

Nine circles of light instantly illuminated the space they were in.

The surrounding trunks are surrounded, and the rotten leaves underfoot are large and soft, which can effectively hide the sound of footsteps.

While the propaganda team didn't have to worry about making too much noise, they were also lucky that there was no sudden attack from mutant beasts.

The light circle that lights up in the dark can bring a great sense of security to people who rely on vision.

Just then, Xia Yan heard a faint rustling sound, as if something was turning quietly.

She suddenly stopped and entered combat mode, quickly sweeping the flashlight left and right, up and down, alert not to miss any changes.

Her unusual behavior attracted the attention of the publicity team, and everyone was on alert.

The beam of light in Xia Yan's hand swept across a certain place and then suddenly reflected back.

Then she cursed.

The propaganda team followed and took photos, gasping in shock and getting goosebumps all over their bodies.

I saw that the back of the leaf, which was originally full of stomata, had turned in another direction at some point. There was still a sharp thorn standing in the center of the front leaf covered with velvet, but there was a change at the base of the thorn, and a skull-shaped ball had grown there!

What's even more outrageous is that the head of the skull ball looks hollow at first glance, but after being exposed to light, a thumb-sized red fruit gradually appears. Countless meridians are connected to the whole body, and several of the thickest ones tremble and stretch out with every breath.

The ends of the hanging meridians split apart, scratching the void like a baby's hand.

But who dares to believe that it is powerless?

Looking at the overwhelming milky white 'little hands', Xia Yan sighed again, "What the hell is this place?"

The propaganda team was in tears. Who said that following Boss Xia would be safe? They would definitely beat him to death when they got out!

If he could do it again, he would definitely not raise his hand to sign up.

Xia Yan sighed deeply, put the electric car back into the system grid, and took out the RV.

"You guys should come up too. This is a damn place where you can't ride a bike through."

She sat in the driver's seat and turned on the high beam. A fan-shaped light penetrated the darkness very domineeringly, directly illuminating a hundred meters away. A trampled and slightly sunken road was lying across 30 meters away.

The person with spatial ability put away his bicycle and got on the car. The eight people put their hands tightly against their trouser seams, held their heads high and chests puffed out, and looked straight ahead.

Under the broad and bright headlights, countless leaves turned toward the light, casting ghostly hands one after another, swaying and shaking in unison against the pitch-black background, creating a terrifying visual illusion of hell.

Xia Yan, feeling very safe in the RV, tapped his fingers and turned back to see if anyone had come up.

“Ah~~~!”

She saw eight pale faces, with their heads not lowered, their pupils drooping and large white areas of their eyeballs exposed, staring at her intently.

"What are you doing?"

Xia Yan slapped his violently beating heart and couldn't help but curse.

She definitely understands the meaning of "pig teammate"!

She wasn't scared to death by the ghost hand, but she almost died tragically at the hands of the propaganda team!