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

Chapter 408 [Mist] 4

Following the last rays of sunset glow, Wang Qi drove Feng Lan back to her home.

The sound of the car woke up the neighbors. The light next door to Feng Lan was on. The window upstairs was not opened, and the curtains were opened a little, revealing the neighbor's face, which was a little pale in the night. She was staring straight at the window, staring at the vehicle that made the noise.

"Lason...are you back?"

A low, lingering sound like a wandering soul came from the neighbor's house. Feng Lan opened her eyes and moved her numb body.

Having stayed in the cabin and the fog for too long, she felt as if she was soaked in ice water. Her limbs were extremely stiff and her transformation skills were suppressed. However, this might not be a bad thing. At least after Feng Lan digested these cold powers, her weak body would become much stronger.

"There is a smell of blood." Wang Qi saw that the boss did not get out of the car. She also heard the call from next door. She moved her nose and keenly smelled the smell of blood from the place where the boss lived. It was mixed with the fishy smell of soil and was a little light.

Wang Qi's nerves trembled slightly, telling her that there was danger ahead.

Feng Lan responded, opened his eyes, and stretched his stiff body. His speed slowed down due to the cold, but his strength increased a lot.

She silently opened the car door on the other side, went into the neighbor's yard from a blind spot, and flipped in.

"Zizi..."

A slight puff of black smoke accompanied by a sound of corrosion came from under Feng Lan's feet. She lowered her head and saw white particles faintly visible in the moonlight.

It is salt sprinkled on the ground.

Feng Lan was surprised, but also confirmed that in this copy, salt played a special role in exorcising evil spirits. Also, after walking in the fog and feeling cold and gloomy, she seemed to be regarded as an evil thing.

Feng Lan's eyes became rounder. She looked at the ground in the dim moonlight tonight. The lawn and road, which were empty during the day, were now sparkling with tiny white particles, like the sparse stars in the sky.

She sprinkled salt all over the neighbor's yard to ward off evil spirits.

Feng Lan stood where she was and threw a seed into the corner of the house. Under her encouragement, the seed sprouted and grew, winding its way up the wall and all the way to the neighbor's window.

The metal window melted silently, and a small gap opened by the force of the wind, allowing the vines to crawl in.

Feng Lan saw her neighbor lying in another window in a strange posture.

She had previously thought that the room was lit, but in fact, there was no light on. The originally neat and clean room was now filled with candles. These candles of different heights densely surrounded the room. The outermost circle was lit, and they silently watched the woman in the room. In the middle of the room, there was an open space for people to lie down, and salt was sprinkled on it to draw a hexagram pattern. Many detailed patterns such as crosses were added to the pattern to enhance the power of this formation.

The blonde woman in a white nightgown seemed to have heard something. She turned her head, her pale face flickering in the flickering candlelight. Her lips were scarlet, and her golden-green eyes reflected a strange light. The blonde woman tilted her head, "...Lyson."

"Are you back?" The woman looked at the empty room and shivered at the cold wind that came out of nowhere. A trace of fear flashed in her pupils.

Impossible, no one can survive...

The blonde woman shrank back into the center of the formation, closed her eyes, and began to read the Bible.

Feng Lan watched coldly for a while, closed the window and walked out. It was too late today, so she would wait until her body recovered a little and then go back tomorrow.

……

Tonight is Christmas Eve.

Feng Lan and Wang Qi did not sleep in the same room. After all, it was only the first night of the game, and considering what she did yesterday, the fog would probably spread much slower.

At around six o'clock in the morning, Feng Lan heard some noise next door. She woke up for a while and heard Wang Qi's footsteps. After confirming that nothing was wrong, she continued to sit cross-legged on the bed, trying to digest the cold power.

After one night, Feng Lan had digested almost half of it. With a good start, it would probably take less than two days to completely transform it.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Feng Lan didn't come out of the room until eight o'clock in the morning. Wang Qi was in the yard, trying hard to reinforce the thin fences, but this was a bit too much work for her twelve-year-old body.

Feng Lan's complexion looked much better than last night. At least she wasn't as pale as a female ghost, and the cold aura on her body had dissipated a lot, which made Wang Qi feel a little relieved.

Seeing Wang Qi working hard to reinforce the fence, Feng Lan took out food from the supermarket and put it on the table, and told her casually.

"Don't reinforce it. Those monsters can appear from the fog, so this is useless. If you want to protect yourself, salt can do some damage to monsters in this dungeon."

Because she was very cold, Feng Lan wanted to eat something hot. She took a basket of beef-filled red oil buns, a basket of crab roe soup dumplings, a basket of pepper and salt flower rolls, and two servings of casserole three-fresh noodles, and placed one on the opposite side of the table.

"Sit down and eat something."

Feng Lan greeted him. When she had the ability and spare time, she was not stingy in sharing with the players she liked.

Wang Qi was a little surprised. She washed her hands and sat obediently opposite Feng Lan, looking at the hot carbohydrate breakfast, feeling a little dazed.

When she picked up the chopsticks, Wang Qi saw her twelve-year-old hands and came back to her senses. Her fluctuating emotions calmed down again. "Thank you." She hadn't had a good breakfast for a long time.

Wang Qi squinted her eyes and took a sip of noodle soup, her mind recalling the memories before entering the copy. She was in her thirties, left the countryside, and finally made some achievements in the big city. Before she had time to enjoy them for long, she entered this shitty game.

Wang Qi, who originally wanted to ask something, chose to keep quiet.

At least she felt that being able to be so casual in the dungeon, facing the BOSS directly on the first day, storing beautiful and practical cars in the space, preparing delicious breakfast... and other details, Wang Qi guessed that Feng Lan was at least an A-level player.

She thought about it and felt a little annoyed that she didn't buy any information about this dungeon. She didn't know what good things could attract a player of this level to come in. Judging from the boss's appearance, it didn't seem like he was hired by anyone to enter the dungeon.

After eating a hot breakfast, Wang Qi took the initiative to speak and shook her mobile phone.

"Last night, I asked my classmates and checked the school's distribution map and surveillance cameras. I marked a few places that Lassen often went to. As for that neighbor, Als, I found some information about her from the police station."

Feng Lan raised her eyelids and looked at Wang Qi's calm yet somewhat nervous face. She gently curled the corners of her lips, releasing a little kindness, "Well done."