This feeling did not come from simple vision and hearing, but from the overall environment and people's various perceptions, creating a strange sense of panic. He walked in the silent night, as if walking in sticky black mud, as if countless hands were pulling his body, and he couldn't even take a step.
Looking at Siber walking quietly and seemingly unaffected, Su Mingan asked, "Siber, aren't you afraid?"
"I'm scared to death." Siberia said calmly.
"Your expression is very calm." Su Mingan said.
"You don't have to show your fear," Siber said. "Sometimes, it's better to hide your fear in your heart. In this way, others won't find out that you are at the end of your rope. For a weak guy like me, exposing your fear easily is equivalent to giving up your life easily."
Su Mingan listened and found that this girl, who was only fifteen years old, really knew a lot.
It was this world that made her what she is now.
Under the ubiquitous oppression, she is growing rapidly.
"Besides... this feeling at night." She said, "I'm used to it."
"Are you used to traveling at night?" Su Mingan asked.
She clearly only had one soul stone in her hand, so it wouldn't take many nights.
Siber laughed and didn't respond: "Adventurer, you are still afraid."
"No." Su Mingan denied.
"Why else would you take the initiative to talk to me?" Siber said, "Aren't you afraid of being heard by other competitors in such a quiet night?"
"I'm just wondering." Su Ming'an said, "This kind of environment interferes with people's five senses, making them anxious and fearful. Even I would be affected a little, but you seem very calm."
"I've already told you, I'm used to it." She said, "Don't change the subject, you're still scared, aren't you?"
"I……"
"You're kind of cute when you try to defend yourself," Siberia said.
“…”
Su Mingan had long discovered that Siber was not that timid, but he did not expect that she could say such words.
Of course, as always, those love-brained viewers who only knew how to watch the show, as expected, began to jump up and down in the live broadcast room, shouting some speechless words.
But he just felt that Siberia seemed even more unfathomable.
She said this, seemingly just to test his reaction.
"...Okay, we're here." Siberia said suddenly.
Su Mingan squatted down immediately.
He noticed that there was an open space ahead and they were almost out of the forest.
They hid in the bushes and observed the movements on the flat ground ahead. The light of the soul stone was suppressed by his hand, barely covering their crouching bodies. He looked out through the gaps in the leaves and saw that many players had gathered on this flat ground.
The players were all attracted by the firework.
But what concerned Su Mingan the most was that these players almost had no soul stones.
They were directly exposed to the black fog, either holding only an ordinary oil lamp or waiting with a flashlight. Only two or three players had soul stones on hand.
Su Mingan realized that soul stones were really scarce.
"Rafael, Kane, Hetos, Luo Yi, Li Yujie, Seven..." Siber took a quick glance and recognized all the guides: "They are all troublesome people. They are all gathered together. This large-scale festival that is about to open should be quite difficult."
"Is it okay for these players to be exposed in the black fog like this?" Su Mingan asked.
"It's okay for a while, but it's hard to say over time." Siber said, "Although outsiders like you have a low immunity to the black fog, generally speaking, when your mental state is still good, you can survive for a long time without the soul stone. It will just make you mentally exhausted."
Su Mingan understood.
This means that at the beginning of the game, everyone's san value is still quite high, and they can still hold on for a while without soul stones. When they are exposed to the black fog, their san value will be deducted first. But when the san value drops to a certain level, without soul stones, they will not be able to withstand the curse.
In other words, soul stone = san value preserver.
Su Mingan observed the situation on the flat ground.
Not far away, you can vaguely see fields, wheat and scarecrows. A narrow dirt road lies on the ground, and streams extend in all directions of the dark soil. Golden wheat stretches in regular squares into the distance, like a dark golden carpet.
This should be the border area between farmland and forest. Rows of three-story buildings, pig pens and chicken pens can be vaguely seen in the distance. This is a large farm that develops both agriculture and animal husbandry.
And that blood-red firework stayed right above the open space, still condensed and not dispersing. It seemed to be a special signal prop, attracting players from all directions.
Currently, there are seven players present. They are confronting each other in an open space. There should be some players hiding nearby.
They had no idea who had sent the signal, and were caught in a standoff as soon as they arrived. Without a mediator, it would have been difficult for them to reach a peaceful consensus.
“Bang!”
At this moment, suddenly, a loud applause sounded, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
The person who set off the fireworks finally appeared.
Amidst the tense gazes, a bonfire suddenly lit up in the middle of the open space. A person appeared out of nowhere in the light, like a shadow made of firelight.
When he raised his head, the friendly smile on his face gave people a sense of reassurance.
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