There's something wrong with me

In the evening, I returned home.

Zhang Feng washed up, lay on the bed, and looked forward to the upcoming adventure.

But just the next second.

Zhang Feng felt that he was still lying down in the adventure world, and the space was very narrow.

His hands and feet also seemed to be tied by something.

Opening his eyes, it was dark all around.

Only the damp smell of mud and the methanol smell of wood poured into his nose, while also bringing life-sustaining oxygen.

'Am I buried? Is this a coffin?'

Seeing such a strange situation, Zhang Feng first judged the environmental situation.

Based on human functions and the experience of a criminal police officer.

First of all, his mentality was very good, and he could permanently maintain a state of rest, and would not consume too much of the unknown oxygen content due to panic.

After that, this coffin should not be metal welded and sealed.

According to the situation of wooden coffins.

Zhang Feng had read some files on live burials and knew that wooden coffins generally have some gaps.

In addition, during the process of live burial, the criminal suspect should not drive a road roller to compact the soil.

Then the loosely laid soil and the coffin gaps can achieve a small amount of oxygen exchange.

In terms of the minimum consumption of the human body, under the best circumstances, it should be able to survive for about 6-8 hours.

But now, I don't know how long I have been here.

Thinking, Zhang Feng began to recall his memory.

A second later.

Zhang Feng knew that he was just an ordinary employee.

But a few hours ago? Or a little earlier.

On the suburban road where he was driving home from get off work at night, he was scratched by a drunk young man in gorgeous clothes.

After that, he was scolded a few times by him, and he took the lead with a drunken look.

He didn't fight back, but wanted to call the police.

Finally, a middle-aged man came down from his car, came to him in the blink of an eye, and he fainted and arrived now.

Throughout the whole process, he was 'fainted' and could not know the specific time.

'Is this little thing necessary? I didn't want to blackmail you, I just wanted to get justice, and then, you buried me?'

Zhang Feng had just drunk with Dr. Wu and the others, and after running, he was in a good mood, and for a while he felt that the two people were very irritable.

Because Brother Wang Snake didn't dare to be so fierce, he buried people alive in a few words.

After all, when Brother Wang Snake saw someone calling the police, he would kill them directly.

Wang Snake is not fierce, but directly careful to the point of inhumanity.

Of course, Wang Snake also has that kind of abusive live burial disposal.

Precisely because of this, Zhang Feng knew that the two people had some problems, and they should be afraid of exposing something.

After that, there was not much information, and Zhang Feng didn't think much, and looked at his attributes.

[Age: 27]

[Physique: 13]

[Root Bone: 3.1]

[Martial Arts: 3.2]

Because of various blessings, the basic attributes are very good.

The driver's hat is also on his head.

Zhang Feng glanced at it and looked at the world introduction.

[Resurrection Opportunity: 3]

[Adventure Level: 4]

[Adventure Type: Growth, Survival, Freedom, Revenge]

[Current Identity: Employee of Xinglinxin Steel Factory Sales Department]

[Main Line: Survive for Five Years]

[Non-essential Task: Find the Enemy and Kill the Enemy]

[Note: Every month of survival, get a reinforcement, the highest reinforcement choice is 22 times]

[Revenge: After completing the revenge type world, in the future adventure world, the adventurer's resurrection limit + 1]

… …

'Resurrection type?'

Zhang Feng was not the first time he had seen this kind of 'rule reinforcement'.

He had done a special task of 'reinforcement limit + 1' in the past.

But the resurrection type is really the first time I have seen it.

Quickly glanced at it, Zhang Feng looked at the first reinforcement.

[1: Revenge, Weird Physique]

[2: Revenge, Lucky]

[3: Revenge, Hunting Moment]

Have not seen them all.

Without wasting time, Zhang Feng first looked at 1.

[Revenge, Weird Physique: Rare, Epic, Revenge Type, Only Appears at the Beginning]

[Effect 1: Get a sharp knife, an oxygen cylinder that can maintain 10 hours of supply]

[Effect 2: You can see everything in the dark]

[Effect 3: Physique + 3.5, Reaction Speed - 0.05]

[Effect 4: Every 2 months, your physique + 0.5]

Night vision is very useful, Zhang Feng has tasted this sweetness.

There are also many physiques, 15 points in five years, plus the direct ones, it is 18.

But this 'revenge' entry is very interesting, and it gives all escape tools.

Just think about it, there is nothing wrong with it, if you can't survive, then what revenge.

Then look at 2.

[Revenge, Lucky: Rare, Epic]

[Effect 1: You will be discovered in three hours and get rescued]

[Effect 2: Martial Arts + 2, Root Bone + 2, Digestion and Absorption + 100 grams]

[Effect 3: After successfully surviving for half a year, you will get a rare reinforcement choice]

It is a stable development type, and there is also a rare choice.

It is relatively balanced and relatively safe.

Zhang Feng glanced at it and then looked at 3.

[Revenge, Hunting Moment: Rare, Epic]

[Effect 1: Get a stainless steel saw]

[Effect 2: Kill ten sinful people, every time you kill one person, your physique + 0.5, root bone + 0.1]

[Effect 3: After killing all of them, your digestion and absorption + 30 grams, and get an intermediate martial arts memory]

'Intermediate martial arts?'

Zhang Feng thought slightly and scanned the three options again.

1, direct combat power, and special night vision effect.

2, absolute insurance, and stable development.

3, the development will be 1 point less root bone than [2], 2 points of martial arts, but there is an intermediate exercise, and 5 points of physique early combat power.

According to his original idea.

2, it is considered an investment in the adventure world, but the time in this world is long, but there is no regular growth world long, and there are not as many talents there.

Pulling combat power, can't pull too much beyond the standard, can't see the way forward.

Relatively speaking, the martial arts chosen by 3 is directly 'withdrawn and realized' from the adventure world.

As long as you can get out, find a sinful gang, kill them all, and the reward will be in hand.

Then withdraw one.

After getting the exercise in this world, it is also considered to pave the way for the combat power of all future worlds.

Choose 3.

The moment he finished choosing, a handmade saw fell on Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng didn't take it, but first visualized and opened the meridians of his legs and shoulders.

About ten minutes, twenty-eight meridians were opened.

The next second, Zhang Feng, who was tied up, exerted force on his legs and shoulders, easily turned sideways in the narrow coffin, and used his chest to push the saw to the side.

Turning sideways again, the hands tied behind him accurately took the handle of the saw.

Just like that, sideways.

The fingers of both hands exchanged slightly, aligning the saw's sharp teeth with the wrist.

Next, he will open the meridians of both hands while grinding them.

After about a minute, eight meridians were opened, and the rope was also sawed off.

Then lie down and get up slightly, and hook your legs slightly.

Probing with both hands, sawing open the rope on his legs, he soon achieved freedom of his limbs.

Tap tap—

At this time, tapping the not-so-thick wooden board above with his fingers, according to the slight sound of some emptiness, Zhang Feng knew that the soil above was not compacted, but it should be a little damp.

Sawing it, some should flow down, but not too much.

Now I just hope it is not too deep, otherwise the soil pressure will deform and expand the sawed opening, and then the soil will pour in on a large scale.

Here, it involves the principles of engineering mechanics, and geology to judge the porosity and pressure of various soils.

Zhang Feng didn't understand at all, and didn't learn it at all.

But Zhang Feng has wilderness survival experience, criminal police experience, and a little bit of doomsday construction experience.

So Zhang Feng also has his own way of opening the coffin.

After that, Zhang Feng was not in a hurry to act, but finally summarized.

'Now, what I have to do is to first open a little gap to balance the air pressure.

Then control the gap as much as possible to make the soil above form a 'soil arch' so that they interlock and can't run in.

In this way, even if I can't get out in the first time, at least the oxygen will be effectively replenished.'

Zhang Feng thought, and began to judge the starting position.

After thinking for a while.

Let's saw it from the upper right side of the chest, there is a triangle there, which is relatively stable.

Even if it collapses, as long as it is not buried very deep, it will not collapse too much.

It's just that you have to use one more arm to support it.

Swish—

After judging, Zhang Feng directly started to act.

Sawing wood with one hand.

The other hand is not idle, and starts to search the body.

Just after searching around, he found a set of autumn clothes, and everything else was taken away.

These things include identity and mobile phone.

It seems that his information has also been known.

Fortunately, there are no videos in this phone, which is a good thing in a bad thing.

As a small gap was opened, about one centimeter in diameter was cut off.

The fishy smell of the damp soil came head-on along the gap, but it also allowed the oxygen here to be replenished.

At the same time, the 'swishing' soil also began to pour in a little.

Zhang Feng's arm went up, guiding the soil to flow to the side.

Waiting for a few seconds, Zhang Feng's arm felt that not much soil was flowing, and touched the gap without deformation, and knew that the coffin was not buried deep.

This is also a good thing.

After that, expand the gap again.

… …

An hour later.

Late at night.

In the suburbs, in the yellowing forest in late autumn.

Swish—

Like a zombie reviving in a zombie movie, a hand suddenly stretched out from the soil under the night.

And with the surrounding soil surging.

Zhang Feng emerged from the soil for half of his body.

Patting the sand on his hair and shaking his clothes.

It's all damp soil inside, which doesn't feel good.

But the feeling of breathing fresh air is particularly comfortable.

Rest for a few seconds.

Zhang Feng came out of the soil and moved his somewhat confined body.

Looking around, this is a forest, and there are no traces of human habitation.

Squeak squeak—

Stepping on the rotten yellow leaves, and turning around, I can't find anything useful.

Originally, Zhang Feng thought that after they buried him, his belongings would be thrown nearby.

It seems that all he got was a saw and the clothes on his back.

‘Now I should go to the police station to report this, replace my ID card, and then replace my bank card.

That way, I'll have money to eat.’

Zhang Feng pondered, thinking about reporting to the police, but it was too troublesome.

When they asked him what happened, he would have to explain for a long time.

He might as well just forget it and use that effort to open all his meridians.

Then, find some underworld figures and borrow some money from them to spend.

Thinking this, Zhang Feng randomly chose a direction and started walking.

… …

Another hour passed.

Zhang Feng wandered around in the forest, opening his meridians and looking around.

He saw a highway outside the forest ahead.

Arriving at the roadside.

Zhang Feng was a little familiar with this road.

In his memory, he often ran around the city and other places, and had been on this road several times.

The reason he remembered it was because there was a small mountain to the right of the highway, with a vaguely visible small pavilion on the mountain.

‘Then forty miles to the west is the city where I work.’

Zhang Feng quickly distinguished the directions and walked straight towards the city.

Whoosh—

Another car passed by on the road.

The driver slowed down in surprise, glancing at Zhang Feng, who was dirty and wearing a hat, on the roadside.

Zhang Feng had excellent eyesight and saw the time on the electronic clock in his car through the open window and the slowed-down speed: ‘3:22’.

Based on the current time.

Deducting more than two hours of travel, it should have been one o'clock when he came out of the ground.

The time when he had the argument with those two people after work was nine o'clock in the evening.

He had been unconscious for more than four hours.

No wonder he wasn't sleepy now.

It turned out he had taken a nap.

Thinking in his heart, Zhang Feng walked and waved to stop a car at random.

Now he was a little hungry and his physical strength was low, so he didn't dare to resonate and cultivate, lest he damage his body functions.

But as he walked, when he passed a billboard.

Zhang Feng paused and looked at the advertisement photo.

The image ambassador on it was a young man, who was the one who buried him alive.

He was endorsing an advertisement for a ‘body strengthening medicine’.

In addition to the middle-aged man who stunned him, he had martial arts skills.

Both of them seemed to be related to practicing martial arts.

Especially that middle-aged man, Zhang Feng felt through his memory that his physique was at least 70!

This had already crushed the current him, reaching the absolute level of overpowering skill with strength.

Zhang Feng thought, feeling that he needed to get some money, and then lie low for four years or more.

Having thought out a plan.

Zhang Feng continued to walk and hitchhike.

After more than ten minutes.

A large truck really dared to slowly slow down in the wilderness.

But after all, it was a large truck carrying steel, and it was still slowing down when it passed Zhang Feng.

‘Does this driver dare to stop in the wild?’

Zhang Feng found it strange and turned around and walked a few steps towards it.

When it stopped completely on the side of the road.

Zhang Feng took a closer look at the license plate number and found that it was his factory's car.

Whoosh—

The car door opened.

At this time, the young driver grabbed the car door and curiously said to Zhang Feng who was walking over: "Manager Zhang? What's wrong with you? Were you buried?"

"I was buried." Zhang Feng came to the car door and looked inside.

In the back seat, there was also a middle-aged driver who woke up with a dazed look, "Why did you stop? Is it time to hand over?"

"No, no, no, Master, you continue to sleep." The young driver replied: "I met Manager Zhang on the road. He said he was buried, isn't he joking with me?

I think he just fell into the mud while riding a bike."

"Zhang Feng from the sales department?" The driver got up and looked out, and then saw Zhang Feng, who was covered in mud, "Why did you fall like this in the middle of the night? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Zhang Feng said, taking off his dirty pants and clothes.

Finally, wearing a relatively clean thermal underwear, he asked the young driver to move forward.

After that, Zhang Feng nimbly leaned over and went up from the driver's seat to the passenger seat.

"I didn't know you were so good at getting in the car before." The young driver exclaimed in amazement, "Pretty cool!"

"It's simple, I'll teach you when the time comes." Zhang Feng took some old newspapers from the side and put them on the passenger seat, "Do you have anything to eat?"

"Yes." The young driver stretched his palm back and took out two already cold rou jia mos (meat sandwiches), "There are clothes in the back, if you don't mind, put them on first, don't get cold."

"Forget it, my thermal underwear is not clean either, I'll get your clothes dirty again." Zhang Feng spread the newspaper, and tucked a few sheets behind the backrest, "Where are you going this time?"

"Southwest Province." The young driver gave the rou jia mo to Zhang Feng, "What do you say? Find a place where you can take a taxi and drop you off in front? You take a taxi back?"

"No need." Zhang Feng ate the rou jia mo in big bites, "Um… Southwest Province it is."

Further west of Southwest, out of Daxia, is the ‘King Snake Border’ where he was undercover.

Zhang Feng was very familiar with the local customs there.

Furthermore, one of the two people who buried him alive seemed to have some influence, and the physique of the other middle-aged man was definitely higher than his.

Then staying in his own province and reissuing any documents would be a bit unwise.

After all, they had his mobile phone and ID card.

In case they had a whim to check whether he was dead, or went to the burial site to take a look.

That would be too much trouble.

If he didn't handle it well, his resurrection would be wasted.

He had ten new meridians to test, and he didn't want to waste any resurrection opportunities.

These were all opportunities to increase his ‘knowledge cap and martial arts cap’.

Zhang Feng saw this very clearly.

"Southwest Province?" The young driver asked suspiciously: "Manager Zhang, do you have business there?"

"Yes." Zhang Feng finished eating a mo, his stomach felt much better, "I have big business there.

Don't go back, follow me to work."

… …

Two hours later.

Burial forest.

The image youth and the middle-aged man came to the outside of the forest.

On the way to the burial site.

The youth yawned and thought of something, looking excitedly at the serious middle-aged man,

"Uncle Ling, aren't you looking forward to seeing his face in a while?

Think about it, if he's not dead, when we open the coffin, he'll definitely cry and beg us to let him go, hahaha…"

"Hmph!" Uncle Ling saw that the youth's hangover had not dissipated, and immediately criticized, "It would have been better to kill him directly last night?

You have to slowly torture him and bury him alive.

Don't you think about who he is? Who are you?

Is it worth taking up your time for a small person?"

Uncle Ling said, and warned again: "Remember, you are the respected ‘Yu God!’ in the martial arts world! You are a rising star!

And your talent is so high that you are expected to surpass me in ten years.

At that time, you have a complete hope of competing for the world's number one!"

"It's definitely not worth taking up time for this Zhang something." Yu God looked at Zhang Feng's ID card and chuckled: "But fun things, I won't say it."

He said here, and argued reasonably,

"Furthermore, I'm out all day doing our medicine endorsement, and I have to keep a silly and honest image all day long.

I usually have to practice hard.

If you don't let me relax, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it one day."

"Okay, okay, okay." Uncle Ling said impatiently: "You're right, but next time you want to find someone to relax, it's best to choose a target first.

Don't just pull someone you meet on the road into your venting game.

What if you meet someone you can't afford to offend?"

"Him?" Yu God sneered, with a childish tone of disapproval: "He looks like an ordinary person, kill him if you want to kill him, what can he do to me?

If he's not dead, I'll torture him to death later!"

The two said, continuing to walk towards the burial direction.

Just walking, when they arrived at the burial site.

They saw the overturned soil in front of them, but they were stunned.

Quickly stepping forward, and searching again.

When they saw the saw marks on the wooden board.

The two looked at each other, feeling a little strange.

At that time, there was no saw in the coffin.

Then there was only one possibility, that this person was rescued.

At the same time, Yu God also smiled: "This person looks quite ordinary, but his luck is very good, he was actually rescued.

It's all my fault, I dug too shallow at the time.

I guess his cries for help were heard by some idler passing by."

"Leave here first." Uncle Ling was thinking about other things, and while walking, he used some leg strength skills to quickly clear his footprints,

"We didn't leave any traces last night, even if he ran away and called the police, he couldn't provide evidence.

But just in case, go back and check him out.

If he's still alive, find someone to kill him.

Otherwise, if you don't stop him, if he messes with you, not only will your reputation be affected, but the police may also find out more about you."

"I'll have someone check it out now." Yu God listened to Uncle Ling's analysis, and the hangover disappeared for a while, preparing to send someone to check.

It was this check that lasted for two years.

Zhang Feng had no news.

They even thought, could it be that Zhang Feng was rescued by some gangster, and then killed by the gangster.

Not understanding, they stopped thinking about it.

Anyway, he was just an ordinary office worker.

They didn't care and continued their extravagant red light district life.