The emergence of Black Abyss completely reversed the development of the situation.

Hiding in the dark, Jin Jie and others from the C camp realized that the situation was not good and quietly retreated as soon as the Hell Messenger escaped.

After the fat man recovered from his injuries, Heiyuan helped him find the narrow alley and went in to find his two companions who were holding him in a daze.

"Brother, are you injured?" Zi Yanran had tears in her eyes and was inexplicably surprised.

The fat man walked with a limp, but the injuries on his legs were mostly healed. Not only had the bleeding stopped, but the wounds had also healed almost perfectly.

"Hey, I told you I would be fine, but you still didn't believe me." The fat man patted his chest proudly.

Heiyuan kept smiling and said nothing. He was very aware of his good brother's bad habit of showing off.

He was very low-key and did not take credit for himself.

Zi Yanran believed it to be true, but Ye Ya, who had always been calm, saw the problem.

"Fat man, who is this person next to you?"

"Hey, Yanran, Ye Ya, guess who this person is?"

Ye Ya rolled her eyes at Fatty. The characters in the virtual battlefield were completely different from those in reality. Even her gender had changed to male.

How to ask her to guess?

Moreover, that person has hardly spoken since he appeared.

She cannot judge a character's real identity from his words and actions.

Ye Ya stepped forward generously and stretched out a rough man's palm.

"Can you please tell me your name in real life? I am Ye Ya, the leader of this survivor team." After thinking about it, Ye Ya suddenly realized that apart from Fatty and Yanran, she was a polished commander.

"Heiyuan." Heiyuan said calmly.

"Ah? Fourth Senior Brother, why is it you?" Zi Yanran threw herself into Hei Yuan's arms.

"Fat man!" Ye Ya realized the crux of the problem and scolded the fat man.

"Is there something you haven't explained clearly?" Ye Ya glared at the fat man with fierce eyes.

This guy risked his life and ran out just now, intending to distract the hell messengers and create time for them to escape. But Ye Ya remembered that the guy was so seriously injured that he only had half his life left, but when he came back he was radiant and the injuries on his body were fading and recovering.

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She has played virtual battlefields so many times, and she has never seen magical medicines that can restore injuries, but she has never seen such abnormal effects.

It only takes half a quarter of an hour for the fat man to go out and come back. What medicine can make a person recover like this in such a short time?

"Hey, grandma, don't pinch me, my injury is not healed yet." Ye Ya used two fingers to find a soft spot on the fat man's waist and pinched hard.

The pain made the fat man beg for mercy.

"No, no, no, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts."

The virtual battlefield is said to be 100% real with all five senses.

"I'll give you 3 seconds to speak quickly."

"Tell me, Ye Ya, let go first."

Ye Ya continued to stare at the fat man, fearing that he would make another excuse and run away.

"It's the medicine Heiyuan gave me."

"anything else?"

"What else? Nothing more?" The fat man's eyes dodge.

Ye Ya stretched out her hand again.

"I said, I said." The fat man was so frightened that he quickly changed his words. Ye Ya's rough hand had no kindness at all and was very cruel.

"It was Heiyuan who saved me, hehehehe." The Dese guy who had slapped his chest so hard just now was smiling awkwardly and reluctantly.

Zi Yanran held back her tears and stared at the fat man as well.

"Okay, you lied to me and made me worry about you so much."

There was another round of punches and kicks.

The poor fat man raised his hand and asked Heiyuan for help.

The cold-faced man told the fat man four words with his eyes: It's up to you.

After a two-pronged approach, the fat man finally told what happened in detail.

"You beat away the messenger from hell?" Ye Ya looked in disbelief.

"It doesn't look like it?" Heiyuan's expression was indifferent. Fighting away level three zombies was as easy as drinking water and eating.

"No, no." Ye Ya waved her hands quickly, "I'm just a little surprised how you did it?"

"Use it." Heiyuan pointed to the ordinary guzheng behind him.

"Uh..." Ye Ya and Zi Yanran were stunned on the spot.

"Let's not talk about this for now, what are your plans next?" Heiyuan asked.

Ye Ya, who was the original leader of the survivor team, thought for a while. She squatted next to the fat man and carefully inspected his injuries before saying.

"I think Fatty's injuries will be healed after another quarter of an hour. There are only four of us now, and we are operating in this doomsday-themed dungeon full of zombies. The team is too small and not ideal. I plan to gather some more companions.

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"Also, I made a strange discovery."

Heiyuan looked at the fat man's gradually closing wounds, the skinny Zi Yanran, and the frowning Ye Ya, and asked in a deep voice: "What did you find?"

"We have been in the dungeon for more than half a day, and apart from Party C's camp and our players from Party A's camp, not a single player from Party B's camp has been found."

"Although this city is big, it won't throw all the players from Party B's camp into areas we haven't explored yet."

"It's so unreasonable."

"You are regular visitors to the virtual battlefield. How do you know this copy?"

Ye Ya suddenly realized that the concise and concise speech of the core member of the team in front of her was a habit and a result of his character, rather than a sign of being arrogant and looking down on her own performance.

She cleared her throat and spoke in a more relaxed state again.

"The difficulty of the virtual battlefield is divided into five levels, entry, normal, hard, hell and despair. What we encountered was the hell difficulty, which is extremely difficult for ordinary black people to pass perfectly. And this copy..." Ye Ya paused

He paused and looked like he was thinking.

"When we usually enter the virtual battlefield, 95 will randomly enter three difficulties: entry, normal and hard. There is a 4.45 chance of hell difficulty and only a 0.05 chance of despair difficulty."

"Actually, there are different levels of difficulty in hell." Ye Ya looked up at the environment they were in. It was cold and damp, the air was turbid, and it was filled with all kinds of rancid and bloody smells.

The woman folded her hands on her chest with a fearful expression: "It is said that this dungeon is also top-notch in hell difficulty. Very few people have access to it. I seem to have only seen one post introducing this dungeon, and the content is not detailed, so I am not familiar with this dungeon.

Very little is known about the copy.”

Heiyuan nodded slightly.

He had some guesses in his mind, but it was difficult to bring them up at this time.

"Let's find a place to spend tonight first."

Night is the time when zombies are active, and their physical fitness and various attributes will be improved to a certain extent. Humans will be affected by darkness.

"I think we'll stay in the supermarket." Ye Ya thought for a while and felt that the supermarket is safer than the outside now.

"good."

The four of them rested where they were, and when the fat man fully recovered from his injuries, they left the dark alley and returned to the messy supermarket warehouse.

This place was made a mess by the messengers of hell.

It is completely different from the original place.

Because of this influence and fighting, the aura of the Hell Messenger spread throughout Qianda Square, and its terrifying power just intimidated Xiao Xiao. For a while, no more humans or even low-level zombies would dare to set foot here.

Instead, they relaxed.

"I found something to eat on the way here." After they were settled, Heiyuan dug out a pack of compressed biscuits, two ham sausages, and a pack of instant noodles from the black hiking bag behind him.

The fat man's mouth immediately overflowed.

The characters they played had not eaten much for nearly a week and were so hungry that their chests pressed against their backs.

Reaching into the food, the fat man tore open the package of compressed biscuits, fought back his hunger, broke the palm-sized biscuits into four pieces, and stuffed one piece into each hand.

Then start processing instant noodles and ham sausage.

Divide it into 4 portions and put it into everyone's hands.

Heiyuan silently stuffed his portion into Zi Yanran's arms.

"I ate something before coming here, so I'm not hungry."

"but I......"

"Yanran, eat more, your character is too weak." Ye Ya suggested.
To be continued...