Survival in the fog, starting with a thatched house

Moo!

The fat yellow cow's originally fierce eyes became dull and began to bleed. It knelt on its front legs and its entire body collapsed on the ground.

Yingzi patted her chest and said, "Oh my god, I was scared to death."

"Mom is so awesome! Mom is so awesome!" Xiao La called Yingzi in the shelter, clapping her hands, with tears on her little face.

Yingzi's heart was filled with warmth and she ran over and hugged Xiaola.

Yingzi's body was shaking because she was too excited. When the cow attacked her just now, all she wanted was to survive, otherwise what would happen to her little La.

Yingzi sold the skinny ox and used slaughtering tools to clean the fat ox. The mother and son had a good meal and made a lot of beef jerky.

The fog came over and it was dark.

The chat group exploded at this time, and the players found that there were only 1000 players left.

"Brothers, did you know? I just killed a super male wild boar!"

"You are nothing but a pig. I was chased by two leopards. If I hadn't run fast, I would have turned into ashes."

"Damn, I never thought that one day I would be besieged by a group of ants the size of my feet. Let me show you."

The man immediately sent over a picture in which the ant's head was as big as a fist.

"I'm going to die, oh my god, this is too fucking perverted!"

......

Su Lan was eating dinner while checking the chat group and came to a conclusion.

This is how the game is deliberately set up. When the cold wave ends, some terrifying animals are arranged for the players to take the opportunity to harvest a wave of heads.

Those who live too comfortably or are too unlucky are basically dead.

There were originally 1 people, but now there are only 1000. How can the remaining people play?

Su Lan made another bold guess that new people might be added.

But these are all later stories. The most important thing now is to increase vigilance, strengthen exercise, and have the ability to survive no matter what situation you encounter.

She suddenly thought of Ji Yang. She didn't see him speaking in the group just now, and wondered if he had survived this.

Su Lan opened the leather book and found the dialog box with Ji Yang was still there. Su Lan inexplicably felt relieved for him.

After all, they had known each other for a while, and if he really died like this, Su Lan would still feel sorry for him.

"Su Lan, are you okay?" Just as I was thinking about it, Ji Yang sent a message.

Su Lan quickly replied: "I'm fine, how are you?"

"I just cleaned up the mess. I easily took down a stupid monster. What's going on over there?"

Su Lan was just about to type and chat with Ji Yang for a while when he sent a voice message.

"Typing is too slow, let's chat for a while." Ji Yang said.

His voice sounded very tired, with a hint of powerlessness.

"Ok."

Su Lan also experienced a fierce battle during the day, and there was a feeling of mutual understanding between them.

Ji Yang began to tell his story.

As soon as he returned home through the passage, he was caught by a fishing net that fell from the sky and his hands and feet were tied up.

"Tsk tsk, you are Ji Yang. You look good. You deserve to be the walking 50." A burly man scanned Ji Yang up and down, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.

"Isn't it 10? Has the price increased?" Ji Yang said self-deprecatingly.

"Brother Wang raised the price. He said that if I can film a video of you being tortured, I'll give you an extra 40 yuan."

"Is that so?" Ji Yang did not show any dissatisfaction, but sat lazily.

He doesn't care about these three little Karamis.

"Hey, kid, you won't cry until you see the coffin. Third brother, I'll leave it to you." The tall and strong man raised his cell phone and said to a skinny yellow-haired man.

The yellow-haired man licked his lips and said, "Thank you, brother." Then he began to untie his belt and take off his trousers, revealing his pink briefs.

Ji Yang found it offensive and decided not to play with them anymore.

He took out a knife from his space backpack, cut the fishing net in two or three strokes, and stood in front of the three people.

The three of them watched Ji Yang produce a knife out of thin air and knew that he had a space backpack.

The man who was complaining frowned, "You are indeed quite capable. When you die, that space backpack will be mine."

He raised the knife and slashed at Ji Yang.

Ji Yang dodged sideways, held the tall and strong man's hand with one hand, squeezed it hard, and the kitchen knife fell to the ground with a clang.

"Third brother, what are you still looking at? Go ahead!" His eyes were filled with tears from pain, but he still yelled at the yellow-haired man.

Another younger guy was standing nearby holding a stick, his legs shaking with fear.

Didn't my brother say that this guy is easy to deal with? How come I didn't get any advantage here? I might even lose my life here.

Huangmao didn't even bother to put on his pants and ran towards Ji Yang in his pink shorts.

Ji Yang kicked him away, and the yellow-haired man hit the wall, foaming at the mouth.

Damn, my carpet is dirty, Ji Yang cursed.

"Tell me, who gave you my address?" Ji Yang grabbed the tall and strong man's neck with a fierce look in his eyes.

Although he already had his suspicions, now he just needed a definite answer.

"Bah! You're going to kill me!" The tall and strong man's eyes began to roll up, and his mouth was still hard.

"Well, if you won't tell me, just go feed the monsters in the fog."

Ji Yang opened the door and threw the man into the mist.

Ji Yang had taken two A-grade crystals, which improved his physical fitness by 200K, so lifting an adult man was no problem at all.

"Fuck your grandma." The tall and strong man was exposed in the fog. He tried to remain stubborn at first, but then he let out a scream.

"Ahhh! Help! Third Brother, Bie Sun, come and save me!"

Before he could shout a few words, his throat seemed to be filled with blood and he was no longer able to make a sound. Then there were all kinds of monster roars and tearing sounds.

The third brother and the spoiled grandson were stunned by this scene. Ji Yang just threw it away as he said!

The young man named Biesun was so scared that he peed his pants, and the smell of urine filled the house.

Ji Yang covered his face. His carpet was completely ruined.

"Tell me who gave you the coordinates, and I will let you go."

The third brother insisted: "Who are you kidding? It will end badly whether I tell or not. I won't tell even if you kill me."

Ji Yang smiled and said, "That's what you said." He grabbed the yellow-haired man with disgust, opened the door, and threw him into the fog.

Neat.

Hearing the screams outside, Bie Sun knelt down and said, "Don't abandon me, don't abandon me, I say."

"Luo Wei told us about it and also gave us two transmission channels."

Ji Yang sneered, it really is Luo Wei’s grandson.

He has no grudge against Luo Wei, so why would he do this?

"Did Luo Wei say anything else? Think about it carefully!"

"He also said that if we kill you, not only will we get a 10 yuan reward from Wang Tai, but he will also reward us another 40 yuan."

"By the way, I thought I heard him say he was going to some mine."

The punk trembled as he finished speaking and immediately kowtowed, "Brother, brother, please let me go. I won't dare to do it again next time!"

"Get out! Don't let me see you again!" Ji Yang said coldly.

The beggar took out his own cowhide book, opened the passage, and immediately disappeared on the spot.

Ji Yang sat on the sofa, rubbing his sore fists, as if he had grasped some key information.

mine?