On killing the protagonist

When the finger pressed on the task panel without hesitation, his vision immediately fell into darkness.

Ye Hanjiang unconsciously entered a half-sleep and half-awake state, until the hardness, hardness and coldness from below forced him to open his eyes.

The branches of the big tree covering the sky and the sun are just above the head, and through the gaps in the branches and leaves, it seems that there is a purple moon floating in the sky.

Am I in a dream?Ye Hanjiang was a little puzzled.

But this situation didn't last long, and he woke up from his confusion after a few seconds.

Sitting up from the cold concrete floor, Ye Hanjiang pressed his chest unconsciously, the feeling of weakness returned, even worse than the first Punishment World.

Is it because the task was not completed?Ye Hanjiang guessed.

"Xiao Jiu, where is this?" A familiar voice came from behind.

Ye Hanjiang turned his head, only to see Ye Qiu rubbing his forehead and looking at him in a daze just one step away from him.

"Aren't I already dead?" Ye Qiu leaned over and asked in a low voice.

Ye Hanjiang couldn't disclose the existence of the main god system, so he had to say to him: "I can't say it yet, and when the time is right, I will tell you in detail."

Ye Qiu always had an inexplicable trust in him. Hearing what he said, he stopped asking questions and began to check the surrounding environment.

Ye Hanjiang took out his mobile phone and found that there was no signal on it. He looked behind Ye Qiu and found that there were still seven people lying on the open space, four men and three women.

In addition, under the big tree, there are two men leaning quietly on the flower bed.

A black-haired young man wearing a coat and completely black from head to toe stared at him indifferently.

The young man is about 24 or [-] years old, tall and tall, with indifferent eyes, and looks very good-looking.

Ye Hanjiang dared to swear that if he ranked the appearance of the people he had met, the little brother in front of him would definitely take the first place.

The other man was a bit worse. He was wearing an army green combat uniform, and he looked quite handsome, but on his left face, there were several criss-crossing scars, which looked very hideous and terrifying.

Ye Hanjiang looked at the black-haired man with some doubts. For some reason, he always felt that this man gave him a very familiar feeling, as if——they knew each other before!

But Ye Hanjiang quickly dispelled this thought from his mind. He was sure that he didn't know the black-haired man. It was impossible for him not to remember such an outstanding man.

The black-haired young man looked at him, his toes moved slightly, as if he was about to get up.

But when Ye Hanjiang cast a puzzled look, he leaned back on the tree trunk and remained motionless, as if it was Ye Hanjiang's illusion that he was going to walk over just now.

At this moment, the seven people on the ground finally woke up.

"Where is this? Why am I here?" A woman dressed in fashion yelled.

Her yelling quickly woke up the others, and the remaining six people rubbed their foreheads and sat up.

A plainly dressed boy pointed at the big tree above his head and exclaimed, "Look, what a big tree!"

Only then did everyone notice that something was wrong, and when they looked at the surrounding environment, they couldn't help but exclaimed.

A group of people got together and muttered for a long time, and finally, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes and gold-rimmed glasses came out.

He walked up to the black-haired man and asked, "Leader, aren't we on the bus to Limu? Why are we here?"

He said, half complaining and half pleading, "This excavation work does not wait for anyone. I don't know how many cultural relics will be destroyed if it is a second late!"

Ye Hanjiang involuntarily raised his ears, wanting to hear his answer.

Unexpectedly, the black-haired man glanced at the middle-aged man and said nothing.

But the man with the scar next to him replied with a smile: "You ask us, we don't know, we are here when we wake up."

Another tall woman dressed in Yujie's style came over: "Professor Lin, I remembered that when the bus was driving on the mountain road, a big rock fell from the mountain."

The Jiaojiao girl who had yelled earlier echoed: "Yes, I remembered it too. I remember the last scene before I fainted, when the bus crashed into the cliff."

Through their conversation, Ye Hanjiang learned three pieces of information.

First: They are an archaeological team, and they are going to a place called Limu for rescue excavation work.

Second: On the way to the destination, the bus unfortunately had a car accident, causing everyone to appear here unconsciously.

Third: Those two mysterious men are the team leader.

What has not been figured out yet is what identities are he and Ye Qiu in this team?

Ye Hanjiang couldn't help being a little surprised. Although the first world system didn't inform him of the world line, at least Ye Qiu answered some of his doubts for him.

Why in the second world, the main god system refused to give even basic information?

That's right, since waking up just now, Ye Hanjiang has been calling the system in his heart.

But what he didn't expect was that the system didn't give him any response at all, as if it didn't exist at all.

Ye Hanjiang gave Ye Qiu an adaptable look with no expression on his face. Ye Qiu understood and nodded slightly at him.

After colluding with Ye Qiu, Ye Hanjiang had time to observe the surrounding scenery.

This is the center of a square, with a tall tree about 20 meters high covering the sky.

A few hundred meters away from where he was lying, the tall and low buildings radiate out in a circular shape with the big tree as the center.

On the left side of the big tree, a Gothic style clock tower stands quietly at the corner of the street.

What surprised Ye Hanjiang the most was the full moon hanging in the sky.

The purple moon that he thought was a fantasy before, turned out to be real.

Ye Hanjiang withdrew his gaze, and when his eyes fell on the big tree in front of him, he frowned involuntarily.

The species of this big tree cannot be identified, the color of the whole tree is black, the trunk and branches are covered with strange vines, most of them are some white roots, very thin and long, like covering the whole tree A layer of white hair.

Moreover, its branches are not the same as the thick, straight and slender branches that we usually see. They look dark and thick, just like rattan.

The big ones are as thick as a bucket, and the small ones are the size of a fist. There are many thorns on the bark, and some red flowers bloom among the thorns.

I don't know why, but from the first time he saw it, Ye Hanjiang felt that this thing didn't look like a plant.

If you remove those small flowers, this thing looks a bit like the arms and legs of an octopus at first glance, but it has become several times larger.

But because he was afraid of causing panic, Ye Hanjiang didn't tell anyone.

He raised his hand to check the time, it was exactly a quarter past twelve in the morning.

While waiting for the black-haired man to check the surrounding situation, Ye Hanjiang also learned some information from other people's chats.

The first black-haired man with a scarred face to wake up is the team leader. Among the remaining four men and three women, the middle-aged man wearing glasses is Professor Lin, the bald middle-aged man is the driver, the elegant man in a suit is the teaching assistant, and the short-haired woman It's the team doctor.

As for the Jiaojiao girl, Sister Yu, and the boy with an aggressive face, all three of them are graduate students under the supervision of Professor Lin.

At this time, Ye Qiu and the two team leaders who went out to check the surrounding situation came back, bringing back bad news at the same time.

There is no one in this place.

This sentence is almost becoming Ye Hanjiang's nightmare. He can't help thinking that in the first world, it was also because there was no one. Into a trap.

Ye Hanjiang secretly calculated in his heart that he had to think of a way to persuade this group of people to leave here as soon as possible.

That Professor Lin spoke. He pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and said to everyone: "If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. There may be something wrong with this place. Students, please work hard. We will leave here overnight."

The rest of the people also nodded with white faces. Obviously, compared to the idiots in the first world, the teammates in this world cherish their lives more.

Ye Hanjiang breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, and called Ye Qiu to go out behind the large army.

A voice sounded: "Ye Hanjiang, Ye Qiu, you two and the team leader go ahead to open the way together."

Ye Hanjiang turned his head when he heard the sound, and found that it was the stylishly dressed girl Ma Ke who gave him the order.

At this time, she blushed and took a peek at the black-haired man, and turned around to find that Ye Hanjiang didn't do what he was told, and she was a little embarrassed.

Probably out of anger at losing face in front of his sweetheart, Ma Ke rolled his eyes and said angrily, "What's your expression? My father paid you to go to school, not for you to shame me, hurry up!"

He said with a look of disgust on purpose: "Sick tuberculosis man, I don't know what my dad likes about you."

Ye Qiu originally planned to go, but when she heard her say this, he immediately became angry. He pointed to her nose and said, "Who are you calling sick and consumptive? Say it again."

Ma Ke blushed with anger: "You dare to point at me? Believe it or not, I asked my dad to stop your bursary."

"Stop it, stop it, who cares about it!" Ye Qiu also said harshly.

"You...you..." Ma Ke was too angry to speak, pointing at him and about to curse.

Seeing the situation, Professor Lin hurriedly stood up to smooth things over and said, "Okay, don't say a few words, it's getting late, let's find a way to get out of here first."

It was difficult for everyone to refute Professor Lin's words. Ma Ke couldn't help but glared at Erye, and walked away under Yujie Liu Yingxue's persuasion.

Ye Qiu turned to comfort her, "Xiao Jiu, don't pay attention to her, she's farting!"

Ye Hanjiang made him laugh: "Third brother, I'm fine."

The trouble caused by Ma Ke made Ye Hanjiang figure out his and Ye Qiu's identities—the impoverished students who were sponsored by Ma Ke's father to go to school.

However, Ye Hanjiang was a little puzzled. According to normal logic, he and Ye Qiu should not appear here. Could it be that Ma Ke's father loves his daughter so much that he deliberately let them go with the team to protect Ma Ke's life? is it safe?

A gust of cool wind blew by, and Ye Hanjiang couldn't help coughing a few times.

Ye Qiu hurriedly found a black jacket from a nearby store and put it on for him, worried: "Can it last?"

Ye Hanjiang nodded, reassuring him that he was fine, but his eyes stayed on the black-haired man.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that when he coughed just now, the black-haired man seemed to frowned.

Everyone gathered within 10 minutes and walked out of the town along the main road of the town.

The town is not big, after about ten minutes, Ye Hanjiang and the others could already see the wilderness outside the town.

Probably because the archaeological team has been drilling in the deep mountains and old forests all year round, and they have long been accustomed to walking over mountains and ridges.

Along the way, even Ma Ke, who was the most pampered, silently followed behind the large army.

After walking in the wilderness for nearly an hour, the archaeological team slowed down after confirming that they were far away from the town.

Professor Lin caught up with the vanguard out of breath, and said to Scarface and the others: "You two, we have been walking for more than an hour, why don't we just rest here for a night before leaving?"

The black-haired man saw Ye Hanjiang's pale face being supported by Ye Qiu, and the rest of the people also looked tired, so he nodded and said: "Okay."

After all, he found a tree and sat down against it.

The scarred face shook his head helplessly, and shouted to the people behind the team: "We camped in place!"

Then he greeted a few boys in the team, went to find some dry firewood nearby, and raised a fire in the open space in the middle of the team.

Ye Hanjiang cautiously approached the black-haired man, but he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ye Hanjiang fixedly. The person being looked at was a little embarrassed, so he walked over as if nothing had happened, and sat down beside the tree.

Ye Hanjiang asked tentatively, "Well... what's your name?"

The black-haired man stared at him for a while, then turned his head, as if he had no interest in Ye Hanjiang's question.

Just when Ye Hanjiang thought he wouldn't take care of him, a deep and pleasant male voice came from beside his ear: "Gu Qinuo."

Ye Hanjiang was sure that he had no impression of this name, and introduced himself out of politeness: "My name is Ye Hanjiang."

Gu Qinuo nodded to indicate that he understood, and then began to look up at the sky and fell silent.

Under such a strange atmosphere, Ye Hanjiang couldn't help but look up at the sky. When his eyes swept across the purple moon in the sky, he was suddenly a little dazed, and muttered to himself: "The color of the moon—seems to be getting lighter?"

It happened that Ye Qiu came back with a bunch of Haloxylon grass in his arms. Hearing this, he looked up at Ziyue and asked in doubt, "Is there any? It must be because of leaving the town!"

As he spoke, he spread the dried Haloxylon grass on the ground, and said to him: "Come and go to bed early, and continue to find a way to get out tomorrow."

Ye Hanjiang temporarily suppressed his doubts in his heart, lay down on the temporary bed and closed his eyes.

When Ye Hanjiang fell asleep, a black coat covered him.

A trace of doubt flashed in the man's eyes, and he asked softly, "Don't you remember?"

As the night deepened, everyone fell into a sweet dream.

No one knew that in a small town a few kilometers away from them, the hour hand of the clock tower quietly turned back to twelve o'clock.

"Dang-dang-dang!"

The sound of metal crashing resounded throughout the town, the purple moon turned completely silvery white, and everything in the town suddenly felt distorted.

When the bell stopped, everything returned to calm.

Ye Hanjiang, who was already asleep, suddenly felt a chill hit the ground, and the cold feeling woke him up from his sleep.

He slowly opened his eyes, and was so shocked by the scene before him that he couldn't speak.

The dense branches cast a shadow over his head, the square, the clock tower, and the big tree that blocked the sky.

Ye Hanjiang stood where he was, with a chill in his heart: Isn't this the place where they woke up?