"In the vast sea, the strong winds gather dark clouds."

On the Dead Sea without Wind, two small boats drifted alone.

The Dead Sea is boundless, and it seems that they are the only ones between heaven and earth.

The gloom is shrouded in the darkness.

It was not Mu Su who did this, but Jun Moxiao.

He shouted as if Mu Su possessed him: "between the dark clouds and the sea, Haiyan."

"Ah! Be careful!" Mu Su said disgusted. "You are not afraid of attracting monsters."

The transparent bridge of another boat looked at each other, and I didn't know what kind of wind that Jun Moxiao was sucking.

Contagious by Mu Su?

But to be honest, Jun Moxiao made a fuss, and after leaving the land, his heart was as unattached as duckweed, and his confused and panic were dispersed a little.

Jun Moxiao, who was so depressed in his heart, seemed to have returned to normal and stopped saying a word.

They can no longer see the Wanghai Cliff behind them.

The rational value remains full, which is the advantage of everyone traveling. If you go out alone, you are already losing the rational value now.

At present, the calm Dead Sea is not as dangerous as imagined except for the gloomy and silence.

"Hey, let's form a team." Wen Xiang shouted and suggested. She couldn't help but shout, even though the two ships were only two meters apart.

Of course, "After Sleeping" will not have this function, at least not now.

The team is one of the functions of the Valve Game Platform. There is no creation requirement, and the maximum membership is 20 people. It includes real-time communication, picture sharing and other benefits. There are also many popular ones among players: the team members jointly purchase a game - 15

%discount.

But except for the discount, everything else was blocked by this game. Yin Xiang’s proposal was more to pull everyone into a whole.

No one objected, so smelled the squad's name.

"Well...what's the name?"

"Call the Hell Front!" Mu Su shouted immediately. As soon as everyone was considering whether the name was feasible, he suddenly laughed with his hips: "Do you think I would say that hahahahaha, it's too naive. Mental illness does not play with the same kind of meme

Twice!”

Ignoring Mu Su who was sick, the others discussed it seriously.

"How about the Dead Sea Walker?" Wen Xiang, who proposed to form a team, said quickly, as if she had been thinking about it for a long time in her heart.

"But there are so many of us." Their ignoring Mu Su does not mean that Mu Su ignores them.

"That Dead Sea Six Walkers?" Wen Xiang hummed in discontent.

"Will there be no more employees in the future?"

"The Twenty Walkers of the Dead Sea are OK!" Wen Xiang shouted, and was successfully pulled to the same realm by Mu Su.

Mu Su laughed: "Why are you a group of travelers in the Dead Sea?"

He smelled the fragrance and turned his head over and ignored him.

A very good name was criticized by Mu Su.

The next few names I came up with couldn't satisfy everyone. They were either too shameful or too mediocre. There were more than 10,000 teams of the same name.

Wen Xiang snorted: "Don't Mu Su have a lot of ideas? Let him think about it."

"Mickey House."

Mu Su answered quickly.

"I said stop playing Disney traits!!!"

Wen Xiang waved her arms to vent her emotions, causing the boat under her to sway.

"So seriously." Mu Su's face turned abrupt, and he seemed to be serious: "What do you think of the name Xingxin?"

"How can I look like a game museum..." Transparent Bridge replied.

Very ordinary name, neither out of line nor bad.

It seems to be suitable...?

Just as everyone was seriously considering whether the name was feasible, Jun Moxiao shouted: "How long do you plan to play this full-time master?"

Mu Su was shocked: "You actually know!"

"I don't think it's hard for you to play this meme every day!"

Mu Su raised his neck: "Where do I play every day! I have to tell you the evidence!"

"I said... can't you play some fresh slogans..." Wen Xiang was angry but weak.

"That's how..." Mu Su thought, suddenly held his right hand and shouted: "Xiao Wu, you have to calm down!"

"Can you tell me something we can understand?" Wen Xiang followed Jun Moxiao's footsteps and his mentality exploded. The boat swayed and was a little away.

The plan to form a squad ended up unhappily.

"I think I can't feel the atmosphere after taking Mu Su with me." Wen Xiang lay on the side of the boat and stared down at the Dead Sea.

No reflection, no reflection, lifeless.

"At least I can die in a happy mood." Transparent Bridge, who was sitting side by side, said with a smile.

"What is that?" The Fiery God's magnetic sounded low, and he sat upright slightly, his broad back blocking most of the view ahead.

The two people sitting behind him turned their heads and looked.

An endless white mist appeared on the sea at the end of sight.

It seems to be a dividing line, where the sea water turns into pure black. A chilling black.

"It's just early in the morning! How could it be..." He smelled the fragrance.

"That's mist. They will appear after a certain distance from the Wanghai Cliff and are everywhere. Entering the mist means we have truly entered the Dead Sea." The Transparent Bridge exhaled a breath, as if it was relaxed and worried.

"Is there something inside?" Wen Xiang asked worriedly.

"Yes." Transparent Bridge's expression was no longer as relaxed as before, and he asked Chi Shen in a low voice: "Which direction are we going?"

"To the east, Wanghai Cliff is directly behind."

"Everyone should pay attention"

"Wait a moment!"

Mu Su suddenly made a sound to interrupt the transparent bridge. He frowned, his lips blew, and then he opened his mouth, which seemed to be in pain, and then... he yawned.

After yawning, he smacked his mouth a few times and changed into a harmless smile: "Okay, let's go ahead. I can't call you if you talk."

Everyone who is familiar with Mu Su's operations only think that nothing happened. Transparent bridge continues to talk about the previous topic, and his delicate face is a bit serious: "When you enter the mist, you don't make any sound. Always pay attention to your rational value, and immediately look away when it drops sharply.

Or close your eyes. If this still doesn't relieve it..."

"Wait for death." Mu Su couldn't help but speak in a humble manner.

Then the Transparent Bridge nodded: "Yes, this means we are approaching something, or some kind of existence is approaching us, or even right next to us. At this time, we can only wait."

Getting closer to the mist was faster than they expected. After more than ten minutes, two small boats approached the mist on the dark sea like smoke.

As soon as we approached the edge of the mist, the rational value bar in the upper right corner of everyone jumped at the same time, and an inconspicuous -0.0004 number appeared below.

The rational value began to drop.

"0.0004 per second...it is about 1.5 sanity value per hour." The transparent bridge opened quickly: "As the depth of the rationality value decreases, it will further intensify. However, if the luck is not bad, we can still have 80 sanity value before the fog comes.

It is safe not to lower than 70."

“From now on, we keep quiet.”
Chapter completed!