Be careful.
"Um."
The group tiptoed and began to walk towards the source of the fragrance.
Before long, Han Wenzhu noticed that the situation here was somewhat different from other places.
The trees here are greener, with occasional water droplets on their emerald leaves that drip down with a soft, rhythmic sound.
Under the shade of the trees, there were clusters of wildflowers, which stood out even in the dark, emitting a faint glow.
They should have walked this way; it wasn't like this when they came yesterday.
Noticing Han Wenzhu's pause, Feng Teng looked around and asked, "What's wrong?"
"This place is different from other places."
"What's different?" Feng Teng felt that the aroma in the air made him particularly hungry. He had just eaten compressed biscuits not long ago, but he was still very hungry.
Fan Yunting glanced helplessly at Feng Teng and patiently explained, "This place is different from other parts of the deserted island."
"Look at this leaf." He picked up a bright green leaf with his fingertips, gently crushed it, and green juice flowed down his fingertips.
“It has great vitality,” Fan Yunting concluded.
Most of the flowers they had encountered before were a withered yellow hue, and the beautiful flowers on the ground were not there when they came yesterday.
A drop of water landed on the man's face, leaving a peculiarly sticky feeling. Fan Yunting subconsciously looked up, but the sky seemed shrouded in a layer of black mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
Through the black mist, Fan Yunting suddenly felt a sense of panic, as if an invisible pair of eyes were watching them.
"Let's go first!"
Feng Teng and Han Wenzhu were still talking about other things when, after being reminded by the two, Feng Teng also realized that something was wrong here.
Seeing the brightly colored flowers, he was about to pick one when he suddenly heard Fan Yunting say something like this.
Without the slightest hesitation, the group retreated in the direction they had come from, a tacit understanding between them.
The reason they were able to be so harmonious in this competition was entirely because they were all certain that they would not be the final winner.
They were all going to die anyway, it was just a matter of sooner or later, but right now, they didn't want to die.
Now that only a small number of people remain, their chances of survival are slightly greater.
"Is there anything there?" Feng Teng asked breathlessly after leaving the area.
His physical strength was still okay, but he couldn't help but think about what kind of danger it was along the way.
There's no reason to encounter mutated animals in this instance!
Fan Yunting shook his head, trying to recall that strange moment, but he couldn't remember anything.
“There’s darkness there…” The man paused, then changed the subject, “A drop of water landed on my face, it was sticky, it was a bit strange.”
Han Wenzhu's expression was strange. "Could it be saliva?"
The only thing she could think of when she saw the still-viscous water droplets falling from above was saliva.
"Are there animals here?" Feng Teng's eyes lit up, and he even swallowed hard.
He finally realized what that smell was – it was the smell of roast chicken!
Han Wenzhu gave him a speechless look, clearly seeing through his thoughts, "Could it be a large animal?"
She refused to believe that the system would be so kind as to specially arrange some food for them.
It's more useful for reducing the number of players.
During their conversation, Fan Yunting glanced at the tree beside him and felt it looked familiar; the leaves he had thrown on the ground were still there.
"We seem to be trapped."
……
After going around in circles, the group returned to where they started.
"We've tried east, south, and west. Now let's try north one more time."
Fan Yunting kept walking, and ten minutes later, when he looked up at the sky again, the black mist had disappeared.
The man suddenly felt a sense of relief, and instantly smelled the aroma of food.
"They're out."
He had just turned around to tell Feng Teng and Han Wenzhu the good news when he saw them looking ahead with wary expressions.
Fan Yunting turned around abruptly and saw two unfamiliar faces, both very young, but he dared not underestimate them.
Now, those who survive either have enough strength or know how to hide.
"Hello?" Shen Ning waved stiffly, a smile appearing on her lips. "Hello everyone."
"You might not believe it," he coughed softly, "but we were just passing by."
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