"Understood."

Hearing the fat man's words, Zhu Cheng couldn't help but smile: "Did you say something like this?"

The fat man felt the air getting colder, and his friend's tone changed his heart, and his whole tone was stretched out.

He raised his head bit by bit and suddenly found that Zhu Cheng's entire face turned into a white porcelain without facial features.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He let out a scream and fell backwards.

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"Fat man--!"

Zhu Cheng suddenly woke up in shock. He looked closely and saw that his friend, fat man, disappeared in the moment he was sleeping.

Looking around, he was in a strange field.

He clearly remembered that he was staying in the building of the weather station, staying with the rest of the crew.

But now, he appeared in a strange village.

I am currently in an old but cleaned house.

He found that there was no one around him, so he pushed open the door and walked out of the house.

Outside the house was a vast white mist that almost blocked people's vision.

Zhu Cheng vaguely discovered that he might be in a village, which is an ancient architectural community. After all, most modern villages are mainly cement bungalows, while this village is mostly dominated by wooden shingle houses.

In the vast fog, Zhu Cheng vaguely heard the sound of sea tides and smelled the salty sea breeze between his nose.

He could be sure that this place was quite close to the beach, and it should even be on an island.

"That is, I haven't left the scope of Michi Island yet. To be honest, what's going on?"

There are too many problems in my mind that I can’t understand.

Suddenly, Zhu Cheng's body shook slightly and he heard a clear bell.

It was the sound of the temple bells, which came intermittently from the fog.

The sound of the bell seemed to be a guide, inducing him to move deep into the fog.

But Zhu Cheng was not stupid. Combined with the previous and subsequent events, he also had some speculations.

"Fatty, and others also said about the bell before they disappeared. It seems that their sudden disappearance must have something to do with this weird bell..."

This also made him gradually confused. If he wanted to figure out what was going on, his best choice was to go to the location where the bell was to find out everything.

But reason also told him that danger might exist in that area.

For a moment, he had no idea what he should do and was completely trapped in scruples.

At this moment, a little fire "floats" from not far away.

Zhu Cheng rubbed his eyes, and he was stunned for a moment, only to realize that it was not a little fire, but a row of fire.

Because he couldn't see clearly between a distance, but he still tried hard to identify it. It was the light coming from a row of lanterns.

The lantern lights were getting closer and closer to his direction. Zhu Cheng was confused for a while and immediately took action.

He didn't know why, but suddenly chose to hide. He found a large water tank and hid behind the water tank.

At this moment, a strange team faintly emerged from the lights, a row of men and women dressed in the Republic of China period lined up from the fog and walked forward slowly.

"…Why do these people's faces?"

After the group of people approached, Zhu Cheng felt a trembling feeling, his calves were trembling. He saw that the men and women seemed to be wearing a mask, a white porcelain mask with no facial features on it, it was smooth and flat, empty, and very creepy.

Suddenly, the team that had been moving forward stopped.

It seemed as if they had noticed something. The men and women dressed in the Republic of China all turned their heads to the side, as if their eyes were focused on Zhu Cheng's direction, that is, they were staring at the large water tank where he was hiding.

Impossible! I hide here, they can't find it?!

Zhu Cheng was panicked. He noticed that the other party should have noticed him, but he forced himself not to believe this, because it would undoubtedly make him mentally out of control.

He quietly retreated, yes, he had other options, such as retreating to the corner of the room behind, and he believed that he could escape the crisis by himself.

But just as he retreated, he seemed to have encountered something behind him.

He couldn't help but tremble slightly, twisted his body, and tried to see what was behind him.

But he soon regretted it because he saw a strange figure, a man wearing a green gown, whose face was covered by a white porcelain mask.

The horror scene made his scalp numb, and a chill that tingles his nerves jumped up to his spine, and Zhu Cheng rolled and crawled forward.

But before he could run a few steps, he slid and fell to the ground. He barely got up, but he was sweating because he realized that he seemed to be surrounded.

The people surrounding him were naturally the "people" dressed in the Republic of China. In the blink of an eye, they moved to their side.

I don’t know if they are still alive people. Zhu Cheng only thinks that these people’s behavior is weird and terrifying. Compared to living people, they are more like a group of living ghosts.

They approach themselves step by step, and they take a fan shape, pressing themselves in the center.

The man in blue-shirt closest to him also stretched out a pale hand and pressed it against his cheek.

"Catch you."

The other hand suddenly stretched out from the other side, unlike the pale palm, which was solid and powerful, with thick joints.

It suddenly grabbed the palm of the porcelain, which was as pale as porcelain, and then the owner of the hand held it hard and crushed the porcelain hand.

"Walk!"

Someone shouted in Zhu Cheng's ear, held his hand and ran forward.

Those porcelain-faced people also chased after them like ghosts, and the person who was dragging him shouted softly and stretched out his left hand.

The next second, the situation suddenly changed. The left hand exploded, and countless flesh and blood were bursting from the inside, just like the roots, tentacles, and branches of a malfunctioning group of tree roots, attacking the porcelain-faced man in a crazy way.

Almost the first to bear the brunt of the blue-shirted porcelain-faced man closest to him was destroyed by this unrivaled violence.

"It's really vulnerable!"

It is much weaker than imagined, but there are many of these "things" and even if they are defeated, they are not of much use.

While thinking like this, Shen Wang continued to launch an offensive. He waved his arms and forcibly broke the attack of the rushing porcelain man and successfully escaped with Zhu Cheng.

"It should be safe to get here, and those porcelain faces won't keep chasing them."

Shen Wan let his arm return to its original state. During this period of experience, he gradually mastered the use of his left hand.

Thanks to this arm that was parasitized by the "symbionts", otherwise he would not have been able to survive for so long after being trapped.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

Zhu Cheng was naturally confused and surprised, especially the other party's left hand, who had been staring at him since just now.

"Like you, the people who were accidentally trapped on this island."

Chen just disagreed. This was not the first time he had met a "person" like Zhu Cheng during this period.

"Anotherwise, how long have you been on this island?"

"How long have I been there? I just woke up and should have been like a dozen minutes."

"That's really good?"
Chapter completed!