Only when he got here could Ah Zhen smell the pungent smell of blood.
Ah Zhen looked at Bao Mu's concentrated expression and admired him even more.
Baomu stared at the corpse and walked closer.
The man's head was drooped, and it was unclear what he looked like. When the two of them got closer, they discovered that a short arrow was nailed to the man's chest, fixing the man's body to the tree trunk.
Ah Zhen pulled out the arrow, and Bao Mu placed the man's body on the ground.
He is a man who is a complete stranger to both of them.
Ah Zhen looked at the wooden arrow, "This... doesn't seem like something a monster in the forest would do."
Baomu was inspecting the man's wounds. Hearing this, he raised his head and said, "You mean, this was done by the player?"
"I think it's possible." Ah Zhen nodded.
"Is this arrow a prop?"
Ah Zhen shook his head, "No, there is no such thing among the special props."
The surface of the wooden arrow was not smooth, and there were still a few rough wooden thorns standing on it. The man's blood seeped deeply into it, coating the sharp wooden arrow with a layer of dangerous viciousness.
The two focused their attention on the wooden arrow, "Could it be that this is a weapon specially made by players to attack?"
What is going on here?
Ah Zhen thought for a moment and said, "Otherwise, you can try entering his dream."
"Enter his dream?" Baomu was a little confused, "How to do it?"
"The bone disc can not only connect dreams and reality, but also allow you to see other people's experiences through dreams," Ah Zhen explained patiently, "That's what Xiaolan does."
"But Xiaolan is originally..."
Baomu looked at Ah Zhen's curious eyes and closed his mouth.
"What is it?"
"Nothing," Baomu picked up the bone plate, "Then...what should I do?"
A few minutes later, under Ah Zhen's guidance, Bao Mu held the bone dish in his arms, lay on the ground, put his right hand gently on the man's arm, and closed his eyes.
After losing consciousness, he did not immediately enter the dream state.
Baomu felt like he had been walking in darkness for a long time, as if he was looking for something or waiting for something.
He walked and walked, walked and walked...
Until I saw a faintly glowing white spot in the distance.
He raised his legs and ran in that direction, running very hard, running with all his might, but his legs seemed to be spinning in place, with no intention of getting closer.
The feeling of powerlessness in dreams.
A long time passed.
Behind the ear, a vague voice suddenly came.
Someone pushed me hard from behind.
Baomu's body jumped forward involuntarily, and the white light spot in the distance quickly approached, gradually expanding into a mysterious ring emitting white light. Baomu fell into the ring and was enveloped by the overwhelming white light.
When the white light dissipated, Baomu found that he was still running.
It's still dark all around.
But things are different here.
The information from the five senses also told Baomu the answer, and he returned to the jungle.
In the jungle at night.
Although Baomu's body was running, it was not under his control. This feeling was very novel. When he lowered his head and saw his sleeves and pants, Baomu realized that he had actually successfully entered the man's dream.
The man ran quickly and dexterously. Judging from his extraordinary agility, he must be a professional athlete.
The man turned his head to take a look from time to time. He didn't even have time to wipe away the sweat and just ran wildly.
He is running away.
What did he encounter?
The movement behind him was buried in the man's breathing, and Baomu could only feel the man's wary eyes.
After a while, the trees around me started to look familiar.
Isn't this the place where men die?
Sure enough, the man suddenly stopped.
Breathing heavily.
The trees in front of me rustled, and after a while, a dark figure walked out of the trees.
The moonlight outlined his silhouette, it was a man dressed in black.
The man in black held an open crossbow in his hand. As he approached, he ordered in a low voice, "Don't move."
He raised his hands.
The bushes behind him also rang, and Baomu knew without looking back that a person had appeared behind him. It should be him who had been chasing him.
"Let me go, I'm just an ordinary player," he said, raising his hands. "My score is very low and I won't pose a threat to you at all."
The two men in front and behind him came closer, with two crossbows pointed at them.
He backed up and pressed his back against the tree trunk.
The man in front of him pointed at his hand with a crossbow, "Hand over your props."
"I have no props," he said sincerely. "I only got a pen, but I used it earlier. Now I have nothing. Really..."
The man behind him turned around and asked towards the dark trees in front of him, "Ai Luo, is what he said true?"
The darkness between the trees froze for a few seconds, and then there was a rustling sound, and with slow and steady footsteps, a pink-white figure appeared among the trees.
Ai Luo, the girl in the cake skirt, walked toward them with a sweet smile on her face and something in her hand.
"Wait a moment," Ai Luo stretched out her hand and plucked at the thing, "I just got it, and I still don't know how to use it."
Ai Luo walked up to them, and Bao Mu looked at the girl standing in front of him.
Ai Luo is only in her early twenties, and she is concentrating on the thing in her hand. It is a small black box, which looks a bit like a stereo. There is a green light in the upper right corner that is always on.
Things I've seen.
"Ah, this, this, seems to mean safe," Ai Luo pointed to the green light, "So his score is indeed not high. It is of no use. As for the props...how should we look at them?"
"Can't the system just tell us the data of all players?" a man complained angrily, "it must give us this kind of thing."
"I really don't have any props on me," he said. "If you don't believe me, you can search me."
"Not all props have shapes, little brother." Ai Luo raised her head and smiled sweetly at herself.
"Are you okay?" The other man lost his patience, "How about I take a look..."
"Hold your bow and don't call him..."
Soon enough, he jumped up suddenly, and even Baomu didn't react. His body had already thrown towards Ai Luo in front of him.
Bao Mu understood the thoughts of the owner of the body. This seemingly weak little girl was the only breakthrough in this game.
But the little girl's beauty only faded for half a second.
The next moment, a wooden arrow suddenly flew out of the darkness in front of him. The wooden arrow penetrated directly into his chest, and the huge impact force nailed his body to the tree trunk.