Chapter 1325 Our Existence is Food
Before, everyone thought it was all a prank, but as time passed and they looked at the surrounding environment, they all realized something was wrong.
The red-haired man looked flustered. He rushed towards the three men sitting in front of the fire and shouted angrily: "Go find the fat man. I don't want to play anymore. I want to go home!"
No one paid any attention to him, not even a glance at him.
"Did you hear what I said? Are you all deaf?!" The red-haired man was shaking all over, and it was unclear whether he was angry or scared.
"You can go back after completing the mission. There's no point in making a fuss."
The middle-aged man sitting in front of the fire spoke with a hoarse voice, as if he had not spoken for a long time.
"Bullshit! Stop talking nonsense here, I want to go home!"
Middle-aged man: "Open your eyes and look around. Is this still a familiar place to you? Don't you feel that everything is weird?"
A few people looked at the surrounding environment, while most people stared at the middle-aged man who spoke.
In the previous hour, some people noticed that something was wrong around them, otherwise they would not have been so nervous.
Among the racers, except Bai Lian and three others, the remaining ten were also from aristocratic families. Although they had not reached the level of the eight major families in Youcheng, their family background should not be underestimated.
Naturally, they have more knowledge than ordinary people, so how could they not recognize the ancient golden nanmu trees around them.
In the strange and bizarre environment, many people noticed the cautious attitude revealed by Bai Lian, Xuanyuan Ying and Tang Xuan as they walked back and forth to explore.
This is not the Spirit Realm Continent that they are familiar with, nor is it the Ghost City.
The north is not suitable for growing golden nanmu at all.
In the dark night, they could clearly see the starry sky above their heads, and the position of the Big Dipper was wrong.
The soil under my feet is black, not the yellowish soil of Youcheng.
Everything was clearly and strangely laid out before everyone.
The middle-aged man stared at their panicked expressions and slowly stood up.
The big and sturdy man sitting next to him and the thin man opposite him lowered their eyes and stared at the fire, and no one stopped him.
"Everyone, one hour is enough for you to face reality. This is an infinite level-breaking world. If you want to return to reality, you must save your life within the next seven days."
“Why within seven days?”
This question was asked by Bai Lian.
The other racers heard his voice and looked over.
Bai Lian, Xuanyuan Ying, and Tang Xuan slowly walked in front of the crowd.
"Because in the next seven days, if you die here, you will also die when you return to reality." The middle-aged man's voice was flat, without any ups and downs.
Bai Lian narrowed his eyes, hiding the cold light in them, and continued to ask: "What dangers will we encounter in these seven days?"
Without danger, their lives would not be threatened.
If the three men in front of them had any thoughts about them, there were thirteen racers present tonight.
Bai Lian pursed his lips. The three men opposite him looked dangerous, but they were outnumbered.
Thirteen to three, they still have a lot of room to play.
The middle-aged man seemed not to notice that Bai Lian had a look of vigilance in his eyes: "There are supernatural things here, and all kinds of dangers are possible. Our existence is to become food for those things."
The middle-aged man curled up the corners of his lips and smiled.
That smile, no matter how you look at it, is full of malice and a hint of sadness.
us?
Bai Lian caught this word, lowered his eyes, and his expression changed slightly.
He felt like redefining the three men not far away.
(End of this chapter)
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