"Okay, hurry up and go in and look for it. I'm dying of thirst."

"Keep your voice down, don't attract them."

"Got it," Zhang Yang lowered his voice, waved his hand at his companions, and urged them, "Go quickly, don't waste time."

The companions turned and walked into the dilapidated building in front of them.

Zhang Yang exhaled, glanced around, and fixed his eyes on a half-person-high trash can two meters away.

He walked to the trash can and was hit by a strong sour smell mixed with the pungent smell of blood, which was nauseating.

Zhang Yang resisted the urge to vomit and moved the trash can to the wall, forming a small triangle where he could hide from others.

He squatted behind a trash can, looking vigilantly at the road on both sides, keeping watch for his companions.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise coming from the alley ahead.

Zhang Yang's face changed and he cursed inwardly why he came here so quickly.

He took out the props and was about to use them when he saw a piece of clothing at the entrance of the alley.

clothing……

Is it human?

Zhang Yang paused and stared at the entrance of the alley.

The next second, I saw a short-haired boy wearing a white T-shirt and a mask.

He walked on the street, neither fast nor slow, without any fear or nervousness, as if he was just shopping.

Zhang Yang held the prop, thinking that this should be a big shot.

And it looks a little familiar.

He narrowed his eyes, watching the other person getting closer and closer, then he paused and looked towards him with his clear eyes.

"Wen, Wen Meng?" Zhang Yang blurted out with his eyes wide open.

"Zhang Yang."

Wen breathed a sigh of relief, finally seeing a living person.

He walked quickly towards Zhang Yang, and within a few steps, he caught a glimpse of the bloody trash can. There were pieces of meat, bones... all scattered around, and it was impossible to tell whether they were human remains or something else.

Wen Qing's expression changed slightly, he looked away, and asked quickly: "Where is this place?"

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, and said to him, "Central Street."

He looked Wen Qing up and down, and saw no signs of wounds or anything like that, which made him even more confused: "Don't you know?"

"How did you get here?"

Wen Qing told the truth: "I fainted after the game started on the second day, and I haven't seen anyone since."

He woke up in a room half an hour ago.

Wen Qing usually stays at home and seldom goes out on the street. Even if he goes out, he goes to the Jixiang Hotel. The only neighborhood he is familiar with is the area around the Jixiang Hotel.

After waking up, I walked on the street for half an hour. Not only did I not know the road, I didn’t even see a single person.

Zhang Yang glanced at his watch: "It's already six o'clock in the afternoon."

"If you sleep a little longer, it will be over the next day."

"No," he paused, looking up at Wen Qing, "So you slept for most of the day and didn't know what happened, right?"

Wen nodded lightly: "I don't know."

Zhang Yang's expression changed, and he immediately grabbed his sleeve: "Hurry and squat down."

He just thought he was a fearless boss.

Wen Qing squatted down in a daze.

Zhang Yang lowered his voice and said, "After the second day's game started, it was dawn."

"By the way, do you know what the game for the second day is?"

Wen nodded lightly, then shook his head: "I only heard that protecting nature is everyone's responsibility."

Zhang Yang responded and explained, "I don't know the details either, but starting from the second day, the plants in the human world became bigger, and there were also many more animals for unknown reasons."

"And the scariest thing is that players have to abide by the rules of the game and protect nature."

Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and he asked, "Does nature include all animals and plants?"

Zhang Yang nodded, his face grim: "Yes."

"We can't do anything to them, they can eat players at will."

Wen Qing's expression also changed: "Do they eat people?"

"Yes," Zhang Yang scratched his hair, "We used to eat them, but now they eat us, damn it."

"The plants are fine though. They just grow really big and look a bit creepy, but they rarely attack players."

As he said that, he glanced at Wen Qing and said, "You are really lucky. You slept for most of the day and were not eaten by them."

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly came from not far away.

"Bang--"

“Bang, bang—”

The sound became louder and louder, and the ground was shaking slightly, as if it was the footsteps of some huge monster.

Zhang Yang's face changed drastically, and he pulled Wen Qing up: "Let's go."

Wen Qing quickly followed him into the building.

As Zhang Yang ran, he took out two pieces of paper from his pocket and threw them into the air.

The paper was thrown into the air, and in the blink of an eye it turned into two paper cranes, swaying and flying in different directions.

Wen Qing followed Zhang Yang through the building and ran into a narrow street.

There were two more footsteps behind me.

He looked back and saw two men carrying backpacks.

One of the taller men asked Zhang Yang, "What is that?"

Zhang Yang ran forward without looking back, panting and saying, "I didn't see it, but the sound sounded like the pig from last night."

"Run first and talk later."

After running for another ten minutes, the loud noise disappeared.

Zhang Yang stopped only after the heavy footsteps disappeared.

Zhang Yang leaned against the wall and took a long time to introduce: "This is Wen Meng. He passed a dungeon before."

"These two are my brothers, called Wang Da and Wang Er."

Wen Qing nodded towards Wang Da and Wang Er.

Wang Da wiped the sweat from his forehead, and sat down on the ground tiredly. He opened his schoolbag and poured out three bottles of water: "I searched three floors and only found three bottles of water."

After saying that, he looked at Wen Qing.

There are four people now.

Wen Qing blinked and said to them, "I'm not thirsty, you guys drink."

"Okay." Wang Da was stunned for a moment and threw the water to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of water, and almost spit it out: "Why does this water smell like pig?"

Wang Da rolled his eyes at him: "Give it back to me."

Zhang Yang: "I'll drink it no matter how smelly it is."

Wang Er lowered his head and smelled the water, then said, "It's not the water, it's the air that smells like pig."

Zhang Yang drank half a bottle of water in one breath: "Finally I'm alive."

He sniffed the air and it indeed smelled like pig.

There is also a fragrance.

Zhang Yang took a deep breath and found that the fragrance came from Wen Qing.

He was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Wen Meng, you are a grown man, why do you still spray perfume?"

Wen Qing tilted his head: "I didn't spray."

Zhang Yang was puzzled: "Then why do you smell so good?"

Wen Qing raised his arm, sniffed his sleeve, and also smelled a faint floral scent.

Thinking of being swallowed by the rose at night, he slowly explained: "Maybe it's because I fell into the flower."

Zhang Yang said "oh" and without thinking too much, he turned around and asked Wang Da and Wang Er: "Did you find anything to eat?"

"No," Wang Er cursed in a low voice, "There's nothing to eat. The building must have been looted."

Zhang Yang sighed: "Let's take a break and look for it later."

"We need to prepare something before the third day begins."

Wen Qing raised his eyelids and looked at the light blue giant in the air.

Over the past two days, the white mist covering my face has dissipated a little.

Wen Qing looked at its perfect jawline and felt that it looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

He blinked and saw the colossus tilt its head and look towards the corner.

Suddenly, two paper cranes appeared in front of Wen Qing. They flew slowly over, flew in front of Zhang Yang, and turned back into two pieces of paper.

Knowing that this was a prop, Wen Qing couldn't help but take a few more glances at it.

Zhang Yang noticed his gaze and explained, "It's just a prop for passing messages, with the seed sticking out."

"It can only transmit a few words, which is not very useful."

Wen Qing was stunned: "Seeds?"

"Yes," Zhang Yang saw that he was a little confused, and continued to explain, "Yesterday, some people planted props from the seeds of the game, and some people planted monsters."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed at the virtual panel in the air: "Mm."

Day 2

【Players: 5082. 】

"There are only 5,000 players left now. There were 10,000 when the game started."

"About three to four thousand players died shortly after the game started."

Zhang Yang looked at Wen Qing: "You are still alive, so you should have grown some props."

Wen Qing lowered his eyes, suddenly realizing.

That rose was probably also a prop, so its body changed when it was touched at night, and it took him away from Ji Junfeng.

Zhang Yang stared at his profile.

I fainted at the beginning of the second day.

I don't know yet that seeds can be used to grow items.

He patted Wen Qing's shoulder sympathetically and sighed: "Your props have been stolen."

Wen Qing responded vaguely without explaining.

He asked, "Where is the Jixiang Hotel going?"

"I had something to do in the past."

Zhang Yang glanced around and frowned slightly: "Jixiang Hotel is on the east side. It will take one or two hours to walk there from here."

Wen Qing responded and was about to ask which direction east was when a gust of wind with a foul smell blew over.

The smoke made everyone's face change.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but dry heave: "What the hell is that so smelly?"

"Bang--"

Another loud noise sounded, and unlike the previous one, this time the noise was even louder. It was still ringing in my ears, and was mixed with the sound of falling rocks.

“Fuck!” Zhang Yang’s face turned pale, and he almost broke his voice out of fear. “I ran in the wrong direction.”

Wen Qing followed his gaze and saw a huge pig nose blocking the entrance to the alley. Air was blowing out of its two round nostrils, emitting bursts of foul odor.

They ran onto the pig's face!

As if it had smelled human scent, the pig slowly stood up and poked its head into the alley. The walls on both sides of the alley began to crack and slowly collapsed.

“Run!”

Wen Qing ran away.

Zhang Yang's desire to survive was overwhelming. He ran in front with a pale face and even said to them, "Run to the side road!"

Pigs are large in size and have difficulty moving around in small alleys.

Wen Qing didn't look back, but ran straight forward. From the grunting sound behind him, he could tell that the pig seemed to be getting farther and farther away from them.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yang collapsed to the ground with trembling legs.

Wen Qing hurried to help him.

Zhang Yang shook his head, signaling him not to pull him, and said breathlessly: "Let's go, let's go..."

Wen Qing turned sideways and looked back. From the gaps between the tall buildings, he could see that the pig that was chasing them had stopped moving. Although it was still hitting the buildings in the distance, it was not getting any closer, as if it was blocked by something.

Wang Da and Wang Er also stopped, turned around and walked to Zhang Yang's side. One of them grabbed one of Zhang Yang's arms and pulled him up from the ground.

Wen Qing stood there, looking at the pig that was no longer approaching, and inexplicably had a bad feeling.

"Where is this place?"

“West End.”

Wen Qing’s vision went dark. West District?

The territory of Oz and Zhouzhou?