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

"I won't go out tonight." Ben Wenxin couldn't help, she promised that she would not go out. If Feng Lan or Yuan Ying met 'her' outside, it must be fake.

"Okay." Feng Lan nodded in agreement, "It's still early, let's have lunch first."

After enjoying the delicious lunch provided by Ben Wenxin, Feng Lan was in a very good mood. "Since we have to climb a mountain once within two days, why not go today?"

"can."

"I'm OK."

There is no problem with the text and Yuan Ying. The three of them know that there is probably a trap here, so it is better to delay it as early as possible.

Mount Funi is a small hill nearby, with an altitude of only more than 300 meters, which is not very high. There is a winding mountain road, and it takes less than ten minutes to drive to the top of the mountain. However, it often rains in the town, and there is fog on the mountain. Many car accidents have occurred on the winding mountain road.

"That's Eleanor's car."

At the foot of Mount Funi, Yuan Ying saw Eleanor's car and pointed at the very conspicuous car.

The three of them looked at each other and walked over naturally. After all, there was only one road leading up the mountain. Ben Xin was naturally looking around. Feng Lan quickly walked around the car. The windows were dark and opaque, so one could only vaguely see inside. Indeed, as Ethan said, there was a large easel on the back seat, as well as some paints and a thick coat.

Feng Lan smelled the scent of paint and the ubiquitous fishy smell of algae. This smell was everywhere in the town, so much so that Feng Lan, who was so used to it, could no longer tell whether it came from the town or was left behind by the owner of the car.

Feng Lan scanned the car with his spiritual sense and saw a lot of blood in some blind spots of the car. He thought that Eleanor must have killed someone in the car or used it to dispose of the corpse.

"Let's go." Feng Lan didn't pick the lock. She looked around the car, said hello, and the two of them went up the mountain.

"There are recorders and surveillance cameras in the car." Walking up the mountain, the road was very wide. Although there was fog, the fog was very light, and it was obvious whether there was anyone in front or behind. After confirming that there was no one nearby, Feng Lan began to talk about his findings in the car.

"This car is not Eleanor's." Feng Lan saw an ashtray in the car, and a cover stuck in the back seat. The fingerprints on the leather steering wheel were left over the years and were wider than those of a woman. The dents on the driver's seat did not look like Eleanor's as Yuan Ying said.

"I guess it was robbed by some unlucky guy." Yuan Ying replied casually. The rain stopped not long after she went out, but fog also condensed on the mountain.

The air was very humid, not to mention the unpleasant algae smell. The humidity was also very high, and the exposed skin felt sticky, which made Yuan Ying very uncomfortable.

What was even more uncomfortable was the ubiquitous gazes. Once outside the house, the gazes became even more intense, which was why the three of them were secretive in their communication.

"How annoying! You keep staring at me." Yuan Ying couldn't stand it any longer. If he really didn't do anything, did he treat her like a kitten?!

She still held Ben Wenxin's arm, but her round and clear black pupils became more watery. With Yuanying as the center, invisible soft ripples spread outward. In an instant, her gaze on Yuanying diminished a lot.

"Gululu..."

"Susu..."

There was a lot of noise coming from the woods on both sides of the road. After a while, the quiet mountain road became even quieter.

The three of them walked safely on the road for ten minutes. According to Feng Lan's calculations, their speed was not slow. They walked almost two kilometers, which was a little faster than an ordinary person running. However, they still couldn't see the top of the mountain. Looking down from the road, the houses hidden in the forest were still neither big nor small.

"Why haven't we reached the top of the mountain yet?"

Feng Lan looked at the increasingly thick fog around them. If they continued, not only would their physical strength be depleted, but they would also probably inhale more gas, and their san value would drop again.

"Why do you always refuse to believe in evil?" The fire started again, and this time, a lot of things unexpectedly fell from the air.

Feng Lan grabbed a disheveled moss man through the air. Moss covered most of its body, with only a little human skin on the fingers of its left hand and the neck. The invisible air tore off the moss on its surface.

“Ah—Gu—”

The moss man twitched and let out screams that no one could understand. Feng Lan saw a bloody face under the moss. The skin was tightly covered with moss, and the torn face revealed the red and white muscles, naked eyeballs and gums inside. Feng Lan recognized that this was a young man from the town based on the direction of the muscle texture.