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

Chapter 407 [Mist] 3

From the outside, it takes less than a minute to walk around this small house, and the area inside is only about 30 or 40 square meters at most.

The windows were also broken, so logically, a lot of light should have come in.

Feng Lan's eyes widened and then straightened, but there was still complete darkness in front of him.

She then understood that the cottage had long been transformed into another dimension by the strange mist. Feng Lan tried to locate her current position and found that she was still in the cottage, but in a superposition state of being in the cottage and not being in the cottage.

Feng Lan didn't hear any sound, but her instinctive reaction made her move. The Tianpeng ruler grew larger as Feng Lan wished and circled around her.

"Zizi..."

Countless screams were heard instantly.

Although his eyes could not see and his ears could not hear anything, Feng Lan could feel the coldness on his exposed skin, just like the gray mist like clouds clinging to his arms when he was at the door.

Feng Lan looked up into the sky and saw that in this space, cold gray fog was everywhere, swallowing up the sound, light and all existence. In such an environment, the only things that could live in the fog were those huge black human figures.

These figures had no specific images and changed randomly. Sometimes they were wolves, crows, foxes, and tigers, and sometimes they were babies, women, men, and old people. Now, these dark shadows were all running towards Feng Lan with a clear goal.

Feng Lan, who was blind and deaf, simply closed her eyes. The Tianpeng ruler was divided into two sections, one for each Feng Lan. She walked towards the center of the room, throwing away the interference of her vision. The only touch she could truly feel was the touch under her feet.

The old wooden floors, which still had a lot of dust on them, made a creaking sound when stepped on because no one came. Then tiny cracks formed under the weight of the human body, and the dust was stirred up, making a dull sound.

"—"

But Feng Lan only heard silence, only silence.

Apart from the screams of the monsters, she heard no other sound.

Feng Lan's left and right hands hit the monsters that were approaching her again and again. She did not walk around in panic, but measured slowly step by step. Step by step, Feng Lan's shoes touched something.

She stopped moving forward, and occasionally her hair stuck to her face with the wind. With her eyes closed, the wind mist began to swirl around the objects in front of her.

Finally, she circled around and pieced together a circle in her mind.

Formation.

Could this be left behind by the original owner?

Feng Lan was unsure, and she was breathing rapidly.

This body was not as strong as her original one. She could only hold on for half an hour at most in the fog.

Feng Lan walked around the formation, explored a circle, and finally walked in.

"what--"

In an instant, a clear scream came from her quiet ears. Unlike the mental attack just now, this sound was actually transmitted to Feng Lan's ears.

Feng Lan ignored it. She felt something like sand under her feet. After she crushed it hard, it broke into pieces easily. Feng Lan guessed that it might be salt, which was often used in the West to ward off evil spirits.

Walking forward on the salt, Feng Lan encountered a lot of tiny things, which were arranged in a circle around the center.

One step, two steps, three steps, Feng Lan stopped.

Her shoe hit a piece of wood.

Feng Lan waved away another wave of fog monsters. She stretched her feet forward and felt the coldness was five times thicker than anywhere else. Feng Lan felt like her feet were almost frozen to death.

The fog was so thick that it penetrated through her thin trouser legs and into Feng Lan's flesh. She took two seconds to confirm what the wood in the center was.

A wooden door.

In other words, there was a cellar and a wooden door that should have been closed, and the endless fog was coming out from the depths of this cellar.

Feng Lan's left foot, which she had just stretched out, had lost all feeling, so she simply kicked the wooden door with this foot, trying to close the hole.

"NO——"

A dull and vague English voice came from the depths of the dark cave. Feng Lan's hair was blown by the suddenly rising airflow. She realized something and stepped back. The next second, countless mists burst out at an unprecedented speed, enveloping Feng Lan and pushing her to fly in one direction.

"Bam—"

Feng Lan felt a ray of light through her closed eyelids, and the temperature around her returned to normal.

She opened her eyes and found herself back at the door of the cabin.

Looking back, the wooden door of the cottage was quietly closed. The tiny gap before was now tightly closed, but there was still a thin mist coming out, very faint. The cold feeling given by the whole house also disappeared a lot, and in the thin twilight, it seemed a bit warm.

Feng Lan folded the Tianpeng ruler together, shrank it back, and pulled the wooden door of the cabin with his free left hand.

Unlike the previous door that opened with a simple push, this tattered-looking wooden door was now locked tightly, and even someone as strong as an ox or a strong wind could not open it.

"Tsk, is it really that serious?" Feng Lan let go with regret. Even so, the fog couldn't stop. It seemed that this was not Feng Lan's job.

It has its own protagonist, or an ending where no one survives.

When Feng Lan came out of the path, the sun had already set halfway down the mountain. The scarlet sunset shone on the mountains. The distant mountains were swallowed up by the approaching darkness. The forest that looked lively and lush during the day was now frighteningly depressing. However, Feng Lan saw Wang Qi on the road.

She raised her eyebrows, a little surprised. After all, they didn't leave any contract behind. In the survival copy, it was normal for everyone to run away when disaster struck.

When Wang Qi saw Feng Lan coming out of the path, she breathed a sigh of relief and her tense body relaxed a lot. If she couldn't wait any longer, she would leave even if Yu Ruyi was very optimistic about this person. It was too dangerous to be alone outside the town late at night.

"Sister Feng, you're here." Wang Qi was very happy that Feng Lan was able to come out alive. After all, it was good that the big brother was still alive!

Wang Qi glanced at Feng Lan twice, and saw that her clothes were a little messy due to sweat, her left leg was slightly hesitant when she walked, and the lingering coldness on her body when she approached. All of these told Wang Qi that the boss had just been through a big battle!

Wang Qi looked at Feng Lan with admiration.

"Can you drive?" Feng Lan looked up at Wang Qi, feeling a little tired.

"Yes." Wang Qi nodded readily. After all, this was an essential skill for survival and escape, as common as being able to shoot.

Feng Lan picked out a Land Rover from the supermarket. "The keys are inside," she opened the back seat and got in. "It's getting dark, so go as soon as possible."

Feng Lan's left foot had not recovered much of its sensation. Her skills were basically suppressed, and the recovery effect brought by adrenaline also weakened. Feng Lan cast a few green magic spells on her left leg, and a warm light enveloped it. The cold and numb feeling in her left leg, like soaking in ice water, was reduced a lot.