Infinite Instance, I Farm in the Wasteland

Xia Chuohe played games day and night until she died of exhaustion. The bad news: she didn't die completely and transmigrated into the monster-slaying game she was playing before her death – ...

Chapter 283 Hell Without Love (18)

One had a gentle smile, the other was expressionless.

With a blank expression, Xia Chuhe said, "Kill them all."

Smiling, Xia Chuhe said, "Great idea!"

The two men lit flames on their left and right sides and threw fireballs.

The blazing fireball landed on Lu Danggui, who was not far away.

Xia Chuhe suddenly opened his eyes, waking up panting heavily, his heart still pounding from the fright he had just experienced.

It was just a dream.

Xia Chuhe exhaled softly and heard a slight knocking sound from the car window.

Someone is knocking on the car window.

Xia Chuhe shook the machine down a thin slit to make the sound clearer.

"Kind person, can I hide in the car for the night?" the person outside the car window pleaded. "My motorcycle broke down and I can't continue my journey. It's too dangerous to leave it outside at night. I'm willing to pay you points or supplies."

Summer hoeing of the rice is neither good nor bad.

In her current state, even if it's a mutated beast knocking on the car window, she has nothing to fear.

Xia Chuhe unlocked the back door: "Come in."

The man got into the car and visibly relaxed, saying, "Thank you."

Xia Chuhe glanced at the rearview mirror.

The person seeking help was a young man, not very tall, but with a sturdy build and a bright white smile.

The young man also saw Xia Chuhe clearly in the rearview mirror, especially his eyes.

White teeth were instantly hidden by red lips, and the smile was replaced by terror: "You're a monster, you'll kill me!"

The young man opened the car door, stumbled and crawled out, wishing he could grow eight legs immediately so he could run as far as possible.

The young man hadn't run far when Xia Chuhe heard a roar and intermittent screams.

The scene amidst the sandstorm was exceptionally clear in his mutated eyes.

A mutated beast with pincers and spikes tore the young man to shreds with a roar.