Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Chapter 624 [Swamp Town] 11

The moment Feng Lan discovered them, the mosses on the wall came alive.

An even stronger fishy smell spread in the air, whispers came from all directions, as well as shadowy gazes, and the fishy smell of algae that even a normal person could clearly smell.

Feng Lan did not move, nor did she attack the monsters that suddenly appeared. The flames around her burned for a while, and finally the fishy smell and air disappeared within the range of the flames. Staying in a vacuum environment for a while was nothing to Feng Lan. The next second, the same reminder as Ben Xin's appeared in front of her eyes.

[Swamp: Sanity value is rising. You are being watched. Please believe that everything is an illusion...]

San value, this thing Feng Lan has never experienced, but it is not unfamiliar to him. It only appears in some special copies and can be roughly equivalent to the mental sanity value. When the san value is healthy, everything is normal, but when people come into contact with or see some content that cannot be faced or understood, or taboo knowledge, the san value will decrease.

Feng Lan had read some posts. Under normal circumstances, players said that when encountering this kind of dungeon, it is best to keep the san value at a relatively high level. Because the value is too low to a certain extent, it is almost equivalent to being contaminated by unknown existences. Even the props outside the dungeon cannot be seen. Even if the main task of the dungeon is completed, it cannot be seen or returned to the central city, and the player becomes a dominated puppet servant in the dungeon.

She understood instantly that it was not the panel reminder that suddenly appeared, but her mind had been polluted unconsciously. Now that the flames had burned away the confusing gas, her sanity returned and she saw the panel information that had been blocked.

As his sanity returned, Feng Lan also saw clearly where he was.

She had long since left Mrs. Delk's house. She lay in the forest, looking up. The dense branches blocked the sky, leaving only a few pale rays of light through the gaps between the branches, falling on Feng Lan's wet face and body. Most of her body was sunken in the swamp, covered in gray moss. The fire surrounding her had burned all this moss into ash, which swirled through the forest. The swamp beneath her was also dried up by Feng Lan's flames. Frowning, she climbed out of the dried-up swamp.

The clothes on her body were burned by the flames, and her body from the chest down was covered with a lot of dried mud. If Feng Lan had woken up a little later, she would probably have fallen asleep in the swamp. Clear water flowed over Feng Lan, covering her body. When the water fell into the swamp, Feng Lan, who had recovered her cleanliness, changed into a new set of exactly the same clothes.

“…Ding Dong…”

Feng Lan listened carefully and heard only the faint sound of flowing water. Apart from that, the forest was so quiet that there was no sound of any animals.

There was no sound of tiny insects flapping their wings, birds singing, caterpillars gnawing on leaves, spiders weaving webs...there was no sound of any animal activity.

Feng Lan looked around and saw tall, century-old trees everywhere, so tall that several people could not hug them together. The tree trunks were covered with moss, and the huge roots were winding and bulging. The leaves of the plants were also huge, some of which were more than one meter long and could easily cover a person. From low to high, they were densely packed and occupied all the remaining gaps on the ground. At a glance, there was no way out, nor could he see where Feng Lan came in.

What was worse was that judging from the gradually dimming light above her head, she had no idea how long she had been lying there, so that it looked as if it was getting dark, and being alone outside at night undoubtedly meant danger.

Being alone in such a lonely, silent, and unfamiliar environment, facing such an imminent situation, is enough to make some players with low psychological quality lose their sense of proportion and make incorrect choices.

Feng Lan didn't know how to do that. She tried to communicate with the plants around her, but all the plants just looked at her silently without giving any answer. They were alive, waiting for her destined death indifferently.

Every plant exuded malice towards her. Big and small, everywhere they were Feng Lan's enemies. They were quiet, yet seemed to be mocking her with rustling sounds, striking at her fragile nerves.

Feng Lan knocked on the tree next to her, but the tree echoed silently. The disturbing words in her ears, which seemed real and fake, only told her indirectly that she had fallen into an illusion again.

She might not really be in the forest. Maybe she was still in Mrs. Delk's basement. Feng Lan condensed a wind blade in her hand. As her wrist turned, the wind blade swept lightly around. Large pieces of plants fell, clearing out a clearing for Feng Lan.

She moved and could clearly feel the powerlessness between her actions. Her reaction was very slow, not like her own body. The confused perception blurred Feng Lan's mind. She didn't know how low her mind was now. The sky was still bright in the last second, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely dark. Whispers were heard everywhere in the darkness.

"Susu..."

“…&…%￥…Hehe…”

"...Shh...stare at her..."

"Mmmmm...well..."

All kinds of whispers echoed in the forest. Feng Lan still held on. She opened her eyes wide and finally saw the gray-green figures crawling out of the forest!

It was almost the same figure as the one I saw outside Jennifer's house last night when I was accepting my memories!

Finally getting the clue she wanted, Feng Lan no longer let her reason slide into the abyss. The flames around her rekindled, this time they were taller cold white flames. The moment they burst into flames, the perfect illusion before her eyes began to shatter, and her confused perception slowly recovered.

When Feng Lan came to her senses, her normal perception made her feel stiff. The floor beneath her was rough. She was lying at the door of the basement. Mrs. Delk stood motionless three meters away from her. She was like a breathing sculpture, staring at her intently.

Seeing Feng Lan wake up, the old lady said coldly, "Who allowed you to break into my house? You are not allowed to enter my house without my permission!"

As she spoke, Mrs. Delk pushed Feng Lan, who had stood up, and pulled her to the door. "You greedy strangers, you dare to come anywhere for money. Go away! Get out! Leave this town!"

"Wait...wait, Derktai-"

"Bang—" The door slammed shut behind Feng Lan. She knocked for a while, "Mrs. Delk, I came into the house with your permission. I think we can have a good talk. I've seen a lot of hallucinations in your house... and even human figures. Don't you want to chat?"

What answered Feng Lan was the quiet house. She scanned it with her spiritual sense and this time she was able to clearly see Mrs. Delk in the room. Judging from Mrs. Delk's attitude and the situation she encountered, she had entered a hallucination from the moment she saw Mrs. Delk on the second floor.

Feng Lan really wanted to have a good chat with this lady who obviously knew something, but when she looked at the time, she knew she had to go back. Today, her mother's lawyer would announce something about the inheritance, and all the people involved in the inheritance and Old Marsh would show up.

"Mrs. Delk, I'll come and talk to you tomorrow." Feng Lan shouted towards the house. She was no longer sure whether she was still in the illusion, so she would burn her head with flames from time to time.

Feng Lan originally wanted to use the smell to judge, but since she noticed the smell, no matter where Feng Lan went, she could smell the fishy smell of algae.

It's in the town, everywhere.