Five minutes?!
Wips admitted that his time management wasn't very precise, but how could he possibly mistake five minutes for half an hour?
The two people had completely different perceptions of time. Perhaps the time they had experienced was neither half an hour nor five minutes. Both answers were wrong!
Seeing Jiang Ran and Weipus stop in place, and the two behind them walk past them disdainfully, Smir smiled mockingly: "You can't even keep going after less than ten minutes? You might as well stay here."
The original owner was fluent in multiple languages, and his memories could basically be used as a translator, so Jiang Ran could naturally understand Smir's words.
Less than ten minutes?!
The four people came up with three completely different times, and the two who realized this felt a chill run down their spines.
But the live stream room outside was in an uproar!
Because the live streams from ten countries went black, even though they tried to use the hints, it was to no avail. Logically, this should mean that the ghost storyteller was dead, but the broadcast did not fail.
I thought the real test would be inside the inn, but who would have thought that something like this would happen before we even got inside!
Such a situation has never occurred even in some SS-level ghost stories. The only recorded instance was in an SSS-level ghost story world, and no one survived that time!
Listening to their conversation, Lin Changqing knew that their concept of time had become confused due to certain circumstances; in reality, they had only walked for less than ten minutes.
He could certainly use the opportunity to offer a hint, but such an opportunity is extremely valuable and should not be wasted on something like this.
"Keep going, we can't stop!" Jiang Ran looked at the increasingly thick fog. "This fog is probably affecting our judgment. Don't forget, we can't stay in one place for more than a minute, and what we think is a minute may not actually be a minute!"
Unable to accurately judge the time, all we can do is keep walking!
Once you stop, even if you feel that only a few seconds have passed, a minute may have already quietly slipped away!
The cawing of crows circled overhead, breaking the tranquility of the night.
The two took a few more steps, and a blood-stained arm emerged from the ground, sticking straight out in front of them.
Individual ID 246, please leave here, malicious.
Once you get close to this arm within a certain range, you will be pulled into the ground and suffocate to death!
"What should we do? That's it! Isn't your talent the Demon Hunter Pistol? Anyway, it's the first day and the success rate is 100%, so let's just shoot it dead."
Jiang Ran's face darkened. After leaving the previous world of supernatural tales, he knew that many people had misunderstood his abilities. Jiang Ran was happy with this and let these people guess wildly.
The problem is that he still has a hammer pistol!
Should he confront Wips and tell him that his talent has changed?
No, no, no. I didn't change my talent at the end of the last world. If my talent has changed now, it will be easy for people to guess my true talent!
Never underestimate other people's reasoning abilities.
Wips is just a temporary partner, which doesn't mean Jiang Ran can completely trust him. Besides, even if Wips has no ill intentions, there are probably many people from other countries watching the live stream!
"We've gotten confused about time. What if it's already the next day? What if we happen to run into that 20% chance again? To be on the safe side, let's take a detour."
Wips nodded. They absolutely couldn't let their guard down now; it was best to take a detour.
They walked for an unknown amount of time, constantly checking the time along the way. Fortunately, they discovered that as long as they kept talking, their perception of time became almost identical. However, the problem was that this might not be the correct time.
Wips covered his head, his speed noticeably decreasing. He felt waves of drowsiness washing over him, a feeling that made him want to lie down on the ground and fall into a deep sleep.
"No! I can't sleep!"
Once you fall asleep, you'll be doomed here!
"If I stay in this white fog for too long, I'm afraid I won't be able to control my behavior!"
The white mist had thickened several layers compared to the beginning, and Wips could only vaguely see Jiang Ran beside him. He immediately reached out and patted Jiang Ran on the back.
"Hey, bro..."
But the moment that hand touched Jiang Ran, his body vanished like mist. Weipus stood there, stunned, surrounded by thick white fog, and he was left all alone.
A blissful feeling spread throughout his body, and all of Wips' discomfort vanished. But the next moment, he suddenly woke up, broke off a branch from the side, and stuck it into his palm, using the pain to force himself to stay awake!
"I am a living person! I am nothing other than something!"
Repeating this sentence over and over, Wips continued walking slowly forward.
Jiang Ran walked through the mist. In the blink of an eye, Weipus beside him had disappeared, and Smir and Hanamura Ku had long since vanished. Of the seven people who had headed in this direction, only he remained.
A figure emerged from the fog ahead. Jiang Ran initially thought it was one of the other lost ghost storytellers, but it turned out to be a face he had never seen before!
The person in front of me had ridiculously pale skin; even my grandfather, who had been dead for three days, wasn't as pale as him. But what was even more eye-catching was his attire, which resembled that of an ancient person.
"Hello, I'm a staff member at Laoxianshan Inn. Are you lost? You're really lucky to have met me. Let me take you to the inn. Don't worry, there are no fees."
Rule 3: There are no staff members in the inn, and please do not try to call for them.
Given this rule, Jiang Ran didn't really trust the person in front of him who claimed to be a "staff member".
Although Jiang Ran could immediately use his ability to verify the truth of this rule, he did not want to waste his precious chances now.
"Please hurry, sir, the inn will be closing soon, and I still have to pick up other lost tourists."
The influence of the white fog was becoming increasingly severe, and Jiang Ran realized that he had to get to the inn as soon as possible, because the consequences of staying in the white fog would be unimaginable!
"lead the way!"
Following the staff, a large inn soon came into view, with five ancient Chinese characters on the plaque: Lao Xian Shan Inn!
"Please wait a moment at the door while I inform the front desk. You can come in when I call your name."
After the staff entered the inn, Jiang Ran followed closely behind.
Make him wait outside? How could that be possible? You have to understand that Jiang Ran's judgment of time is inaccurate right now, and he dares not stay in one place for too long.
Even at the entrance of the inn, it was still shrouded in white mist.
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