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

Chapter 425 [Mist] 21

"Have you found any information about that license plate number?"

"No, there's no relevant information in the town's database, but we saw the faces of the people in the car from a few cameras that weren't broken."

The pictures are some very blurry screenshots, because Feng Lan's car was going so fast that if he was not careful, the car would be destroyed and people would die at that speed.

"It seems to be... Bob? I remember him. He was often bullied in school. He was sent to the police station a few times because of fights with his classmates, but he seems to have not been there much since then."

"Is Anna there? Oh, why is she in the car? How old is she? Twelve years old! God!"

"Where's the woman driving the car? Does anyone know her?"

"It's a little blurry, but it seems to be Lathan, that crazy Lathan."

"Damn it! How did they get together? A big adventure between students?"

In a small town like this where not many strangers come, most people know each other, so even if there are only a few blurry screenshots, it is easy for the police who have been in the town for more than ten years to dozens of years to recognize them.

After confirming that it was not terrorists but local people in the town who were "speeding", everyone relaxed a lot.

"These guys! Remember to call Bob and Anna's parents, as well as Lathan, and go to her house and wait."

There are naturally players in the police station. Compared to the NPCs who gather around the police station and tell jokes to ease the atmosphere, their attention is on the surveillance. As the sky gets darker, the visibility of the surveillance to the environment gradually decreases. These players previously benefited from their identities. Before the order got out of control, their identities as police officers provided convenience and protection. Now they are trapped in the police station because of the large number of missing cases and overtime.

"Henry? What are you looking at?"

Several policemen looked around and spotted several colleagues who were standing in front of the surveillance camera and were working hard, so they waved and called out to them.

No player paid attention to the NPC's call.

"Did you see it?"

"It's a bit like...surveillance visibility has suddenly decreased."

"The detector is reacting...it's fogging..."

"Sir—" a nervous player yelled, and immediately the entire police station echoed with his voice, which was a little distorted due to his excitement. "It's foggy! The fog is coming again!"

If possible, these players really don't want the NPCs in the police station to die, because if the NPC is used well, it can also be

A good line of defense.

"God..." Kaufman's face turned very bad. He even found it hard to accept such a thing. God played jokes on him one after another.

……

"—"

"Bam—"

"I'll go by myself—"

Feng Lan closed the car door, and the tires emitted a faint smell of burnt rubber. She didn't talk to Bob for much. She picked up Bob, who struggled for a few words, and stuffed a flashlight into his hand. The darkness around them had already exceeded the normal six o'clock in the evening.

"Click."

As the flashlight lit up, the fog, shaped by the wind, appeared in the columnar light of the flashlight. "See? It's foggy again."

Feng Lan reminded, "I hope your memory is good enough so that we can find the cabin as quickly as possible and then go back."

Wang Qi jumped out of the car. She felt like her butt was about to be shaken to death. She also took out a nuclear flashlight from the space, which was essential for passing the copy. There were also several levels of light with different intensities. The two flashlights basically illuminated the area within ten meters. There was gray fog farther away.

Bob realized the situation from the returning fog. His voice trembled, "Isn't Valletta dead? Why is there still fog?"

It was hard for Bob, who knew very well what was in the fog, not to be frightened.

As he grew fearful, the fog surged, and several high school students in blond hair baseball uniforms walked out. However, compared to ordinary high school students, these students were exceptionally strong, and the smiles on their faces were very strange and hideous.

"Look who it is? Oh, Bob—"

"Yes, yes, this bastard actually dared to appear in front of us. Honey, you made a very, very wrong choice. Come on, kneel down!"

"No, no..." Bob's face was pale. Feng Lan could even see that his face turned extremely pale in an instant, and his hands and feet were extremely cold.

Apparently, this kid had been severely bullied at school, so much so that the products of Bob's fear turned out to be several high school students.

Feng Lan touched Bob's head, or rather, turned it over, and gently yet firmly asked him to look at it, "Point the flashlight at them."

Squatting slightly, Feng Lan jumped over with Bob and kicked his legs. Even the loose sweatpants showed Feng Lan's leg muscles in the air.

"—"

There was a small explosion in the air. The force of this kick was enough to blow the head off a normal person, but Bob's fear did not stop. The 'person' who was kicked several meters away by Feng Lan and fell to the ground stood up again, staggering, and kept shouting Bob's name.

When Bob's shaking flashlight illuminated them, he could still see the blood flowing from the heads of those familiar yet unfamiliar people. Their heads were mostly sunken, and Bob could even see the red and white brain matter in the broken skulls. At this moment, the impression they gave Bob was separated from the impression of the classmates who bullied him, and they became pure monsters.

Not as scary as Susan, Petka and the priest.

An idea suddenly popped up in Bob's mind. He clutched the flashlight in both hands and trembled. It was because of his body's instinctive reaction, not because of real fear, because those who bullied him were not really here. "Let's go, go, go, I'm not afraid!"

Bob's words were trembling and stiff, but Wang Qi could tell he was being sincere and couldn't help but give him a thumbs-up. "You've made progress, little weakling. You're not afraid of such a terrifying situation!"

Feng Lan shook her head, and under the gaze of the car lights, the three of them walked into the mountains following Bob's memory.

The mountain road was rugged and dark, with rustling noises coming from time to time. If you listened carefully, you could hear strange noises almost every moment. The darkness deepened human's infinite imagination.

"Do you feel any changes in your body?" Feng Lan looked at Wang Qi and Bob, who were becoming increasingly tense. As she spoke, the two men's tense state, which was so tense that they could explode at any moment, was interrupted. Bob, who had been held by Feng Lan, shook his head and said, "No, I, I might be a little heavy. Otherwise, I'll get down and walk by myself."

Wang Qi also felt his body, mainly to see if Yu Ruyi had given any warning. "No, she's in good health. She can walk for another hour without any problems."

Feng Lan was silent. Ever since she stepped onto this mountain, her body functions had been deteriorating little by little.

The original owner's physical condition was very good before, almost at the peak condition of a young woman in her twenties. But now, if Feng Lan did not have the transformation skills to allow her to gain strength from the constantly invading fog, Feng Lan felt that she could not even walk.

Even so, her five senses, strength, and speed were all declining at a slow but unstoppable rate, or in other words, returning to their original state.

"Let's take a break," Feng Lan had beads of sweat on her forehead. She took a breath and used the breeze to clear a space around her. Even with this little movement, Feng Lan felt her heart pounding. After putting Bob down, her hands and feet couldn't stop feeling sore. She touched her hands and felt a hideous scabbed wound on her left hand.