It's also possible, after all, she never looked in the mirror along the way, and she didn't encounter any reflective puddles on the way.
Yun Tuan touched her face and found that her index finger did not poke any strange bones or holes. She breathed a sigh of relief again - otherwise, she really didn't know how to appear in Jing Yu's live broadcast room.
As soon as she took two steps, she saw Jing He waving to her excitedly.
"Here! Here!" Jing He lowered his voice and whispered to her.
The clouds approached quickly, but they were complained——
"Why are you walking so weird? Are you back to the abnormal level of your cerebellum?" Jing He was confused and couldn't help but poke her left arm.
The cold and stiff feeling, even in summer, is deeply strange.
Jinghe fell silent for a moment.
Yun Tuan was too lazy to pay attention to Jing He's sudden silence and fear. He turned to Jing Yu, who was observing quietly, and asked in a low voice: "Where are you staying at night?"
"Let's go over to the small bungalow not far ahead and discuss it first," Jing Yu said, leading the way.
The clouds followed silently, the sky was completely dark, and the little bits of light from the farmhouse were not enough to illuminate the gravel road outside. She could only feel her way around slowly, walking very carefully, for fear of using too much force.
The whole foot fell off.
Five minutes later, she used the faint candlelight to see clearly the simple furnishings in the room.
There was no bed, only two bamboo mats spread on the floor, and a thin, dirty-looking quilt.
"What kind of place is this? Is this a guest room?" Yun Tuan asked in surprise, dragging out a low stool in the corner and sitting down.
Jing Yu closed the door, inserted the latch, and brought the candle closer, "People in this place say that their village is very impressive. It is spacious and prosperous, and the villagers are hardworking and brave, but in fact it is very poor. Besides..." p>
Jing He added: "The villagers here are all male, but there are some who are carrying babies. I wonder if they have mitosis. I searched a lot, but I couldn't find any women other than tourists."
Yun Tuan nodded. She had expected this when she saw so many careless grave bags.
This village hates girls very much, but they need offspring, so their solution is to harm innocent people without any bottom line.
"That's gang crime, right?" She pinched her fingers, "What is your mission? Have you brought down this village in one fell swoop?"
"No..." Jing He shook his head, "This is a multiplayer competitive instance. Our mission is to survive in Abandoned Tower Village and obtain enough resources, including but not limited to food, weapons and people." p>
"People?" Yun Tuan raised his eyebrows in confusion, "Do you mean accepting enough temporary teammates?"
"Absolutely, but this is very risky, because such teammates may become enemies who snatch resources at any time." Jing Yu casually made a windshield and placed it on the windy side of the candle. The weak candlelight stopped shaking. p>
It seems they plan to act alone.
"What about the time limit?"
"Half a month, fifteen days."
Yun Tuan nodded, spread his hands, and the stiff joints made a clicking sound, "As you can see, I am a dead body now, and my movements are slow. I am afraid that I will not be able to participate in hunting or other actions."
This situation is not good for her.
"It's okay, I think you can be a mascot..." Jing He stared at the outline of Yun Tuan's face in the candlelight, and pulled the screen aside for comparison. The angle at which the lines converge is indeed exactly the same.
Yun Tuan turned his head and looked, and his blurred vision gradually became clearer. He saw a picture on the screen of a gorgeously dressed but stiff as a puppet...her.
"What a bad luck, who painted it?" She frowned and couldn't help asking.