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Chapter 645: Never Distribute Bento

"Who can tell me what happened!"

In front of the dark dense forest, a male player named "Song Tang" was looking around with dumbfounded eyes.

A few seconds ago, he and his two friends had just stepped out of the supermarket door, and then they arrived at this strange place.

It seems that it has just fallen into the night here, and the surrounding light is very dark.

Behind them was a dark dense forest, and in front of them was a winding path. Looking forward along the path, they could vaguely see buildings hidden in the darkness not far away.

There seems to be a small town ahead.

But now he was not in the mood to see the town over there. He just opened his eyes wide and asked: "Where is this? Why did we suddenly come here? Is there any prompt on your game panel?"

As Song Tang spoke, he turned to look at the other people around him. He didn't know who he should ask, so he could only look at the people next to him aimlessly.

"No," the female player nicknamed "One String One Pillar Sihua Nian" said with a livid face, "I was dragged here completely inexplicably, without any prompt..."

As she spoke, her eyes were fixed on the void in front of her, as if she was trying to see the panel where the mission was issued.

"Me too, there are no dungeon prompts, no mission prompts, and I don't even know how to leave here." The male player next to Si Huanian also spoke.

His expression was also not good-looking, but fortunately he was still calm. He looked at his two friends, and then turned his attention to the four people opposite him: "Did you not get any hints either?"

He noticed that there was a popular actress among the four people opposite, but who would care about this in this situation? He just wanted to find out what was going on.

007 looked at the man whose nickname was "August 15", then turned to look at the three people who came in with him, and asked them with his eyes.

The fortune teller's face turned pale; "I don't have any panel prompts either."

She didn't expect that she would enter a place of death so quickly, with Xiao Qiao and others.

Chu Changge shook his head slightly, the meaning was obvious.

Xiao Qiao was looking around blankly, as if she didn't expect that she would return to this world again. She came back to her senses after receiving 007's questioning look, and simply answered "I didn't see the panel."

007 frowned: "It seems that none of us have received the prompt."

"Is this a special dungeon?" Si Huanian suddenly spoke, her voice a little urgent, "It must be a special dungeon. But why haven't we received a dungeon reminder? How should we leave here without even releasing a mission?"

007 knows this is not a copy.

It is the desperate situation that the earth has chosen for them.

The earth doesn't need them to leave, so naturally it won't issue a mission.

The fortune teller also knew this. She looked at Chu Changge with a pale face: "Are we trapped here? Without a mission, we will never be able to leave."

As she spoke, her eyes were constantly looking around, trying to see Gu Mian's figure.

It's a pity that you can't see everything in all directions.

There were only seven of them on this silent land, and there was no one else.

Is this going to...die here?

Staying in this empty and lonely world forever, even death cannot escape.

Song and Tang felt a little intense: "How could it be! How could it be possible!"

"Calm down first," August patted Song Tang on the shoulder, "The game shouldn't massacre players like this for no reason. I guess we did enter a special copy, but there may be a malfunction in the game system, so there is no chance for the time being.

Give us a mission."

007 knew that this was not the case, but she did not tell the truth. The truth would cause these three people to collapse emotionally.

But this explanation made Song Tang calm down a little. He raised his head blankly: "You mean there is a BUG in the game?"

"That's right," August nodded, "We can wait for a while, maybe a panel will appear in a while... If the panel doesn't appear, then we will try to explore this dungeon first. Maybe the task of this dungeon requires

It will only appear if we trigger it.”

Both Si Huanian and Song and Tang Dynasties accepted this statement.

"Yes, this may be a special copy that requires us to find the mission ourselves." Si Huanian nodded.

Just when Si Huanian opened his mouth and wanted to continue discussing the next arrangements, the fortune teller with sharp ears suddenly heard a "click" coming from behind him.

It's the sound of footsteps stepping on fallen leaves.

She suddenly turned her head and looked back, and saw a deep and dense forest.

In the dim night, the dense forest was completely dark, with extremely low visibility, and it was impossible to see clearly what was inside.

Several other people also heard the same sound, and they all turned their heads to look.

"Are there any other players?" August stared at the dense forest that exuded a dangerous atmosphere. This copy was full of weirdness, and he didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Normally, players turn around and run when they hear unknown footsteps.

But August didn't know how many players had entered here. He expected the footsteps to come from another player. After all, in this weird situation, one more person would mean more strength.

The fortune teller also has the same expectation in his heart.

She hoped that it was Gu Mian who came out of the dense forest.

She hoped to see Gu Mian walking out while patting the leaves on his shoulders, cursing what a stupid place this was.

007 is also looking forward to this.

If it were Gu Mian, there might be hope of rewriting the ending.

Footsteps sounded again, this time closer.

Song Tang and Si Huanian had already taken a few steps back unconsciously. They were afraid of the sound of footsteps.

But a few others were still standing firmly, looking at the dense forest as if waiting for something.

The fortune teller looked at the dense forest with expectation and fear.

Will it be?

Could it be him?

Will this voice bring hope?

At this moment, Chu Changge suddenly saw something under a tree in front of him.

He stared at the thing for two seconds, and then his pupils shrank.

"run"

007 heard Chu Changge’s voice coming from the side.

"Run!"

Then, 007 saw a pale face peeking out of the dark forest.

At the same time, Liu Ruyan in the hotel suddenly felt something, and she turned her head to look in the direction of the supermarket.

Xie Bi'an, who was chatting with me upstairs, was also stunned for a moment, and then looked in a certain direction.

"Doctor," the fat man was sitting on the sofa with his head propped up, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen much of Brother Chu these past few days. After listening to the radio automatically, he has been disappearing day by day. I don't know what he is secretly doing."

Gu Mian thought for a moment: "I really haven't seen him in the past few days. Is he running away from home?"

The fat man was silent for half a second: "Brother Chu will not run away from home even if Xiao Hong runs away from home."

Xiaohong, who was lying down on Gu Mian's bed, paused when she heard her name, and then began to ravage the sheets and quilt again.

"I have to ask Brother Chu where he has been these past few days. If he goes missing in the future, we can post a missing person notice and give him a clue that he often haunts xx."

The fat man opened the panel, and then looked at Gu Mian with something in mind: "By the way, doctor, let's bring the fortune teller and Ms. 007 into the group chat. If they really enter the dungeon in the future, they can ask us for help outside the venue.

.”

"Let Xiao Qiao pull, she is the leader of the group," Gu Mian reached out and threw Xiao Hong off the bed, "Anyway, there are still a lot of vacancies in the group."

The fat man then turned to look at his panel.

Then his expression became a little weird, and then the weird look faded and turned into shock and panic.

"Doctor," Gu Mian heard the fat man's trembling voice coming from the living room, "the group chat... is gone."


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