Night shrouded the barren desert, and the freezing cold of -100 degrees had brought the area into a state of complete death.

Whether it is a scavenger of the criminal tribe or a scientist conducting experiments in the field, they hide in their bases at night, and have no intention of going out at all.

Even among the players, very few people will come out in the middle of the night to die, and there will be no creatures in the Martian wilderness at night, except for some people who plan to sneak up on it at night.

But...... In some anomalies, there will still be people haunting.

"Ahh......h

A purple figure trudged alone across the desert, his arms clenched across the empty clearing, his body trembling.

At this time, Carol suspected that he might trigger the sudden death system at any time and be kicked out of the game.

After being taken from the oxygen cylinder by the "countercurrent", Carol searched for a long time in Namira's temple before finally finding a portable oxygen supply device, and after leaving the cave, she found that her jeep was out of gas.

Although she could go back to the temple for the night, she found that the oxygen supply was running out. And the temple, which has hosted countless cannibalistic ceremonies, is really not suitable for rest.

That's why she chose to venture out of the temple at night, brave the terrifying cold, and move towards the hideout she controlled.

She knew that the tribe she had conquered should have warm equipment at night, but because the "fat tiger" was so fat, let alone come to pick her up, she couldn't even get out of the cave door. As for her teammates......

"Can you come and pick me up, and bring me the spacesuit." Carol turned on the radio, chattering her teeth and crunching as she spoke: "I'm freezing to death......"

"Didn't we say we'd split up? Why are you begging me now? An impatient male voice rang out, and without waiting for Carol to continue speaking, he cut off the call mercilessly.

- This damn bastard......

Carol cursed the other party countless times in her heart, but there was no other way but to continue to endure the cold and walk towards the tribal territory that she had conquered.

I have to say that the "Fat Tiger", who was completely shocked by her combat effectiveness, was very loyal, and used the radio to communicate with Carol again, with a little worry in his voice:

"Are you okay?"

"What a fart, I'm freezing to death." Carol bared her teeth and scolded, "Why are you so fat? ”

"Well, I'm really sorry, it may be a genetic problem...... Fat Tiger sighed, and then immediately added: "I'm preparing roast pig and rat meat, and you can eat it as soon as you come back!" ”

"I said I wouldn't eat that." Carol's mood was even worse, and she was about to complain a few more words, when she saw a thick black shadow appear on the sand in front of her.

Carol, who walked for a long time and didn't see a living person, thought she was hallucinating for a while, lying on the cold sand, staring vigilantly at the "figure" in front of her.

The guy's body was exceptionally dark, leaving a pitch-black silhouette that looked like a huge muscular man.

Judging by the silhouette of his body, the man should not be wearing power armor. Strangely, several bright red spots of light lit up on his body, concentrated on his shoulders and arms.

- What's that?

Although it was her first time on this map, Carol knew very well that the appearance of such monsters on the night of Mars was not a normal phenomenon at all.

She turned off the speaker of the protective suit mask, and secretly lowered her voice to ask the "fat tiger" who remained in the cave:

"Will anyone stand in the desert at night?"

"No, you'll freeze to death." Fat Tiger immediately replied: "We have limited energy, in order to save resources, no one will go out at night, not even scientists." ”

"I saw a very strong man with a few red dots on his body, and I couldn't see it clearly from this side......" Carol described the other man's appearance, and was about to continue asking, when he heard the voice of the fat tiger start to hurry:

"Did you really encounter that monster?"

"What's wrong, he's dangerous?" Realizing that the situation was not good, Carol's frozen white face immediately put a solemn expression.

The stout black figure still stood motionless on the sand, wondering if he was frozen, or if it was a sculpture in the first place. Although Carol wanted to observe the other party's appearance up close, Fat Tiger's reminder still made her know the fact that the other party was very dangerous:

"You must not go near him, it is better to get out of there by bypassing him, and you must be fast!" Fat Tiger spoke very quickly, as if he was very flustered.

Hearing this, Carol finally couldn't help but ask, "What is that monster, and why are you so scared?" ”

"Boss, the inhabitants of Mars don't go out at night, it's not just because it's too cold...... "Fat Tiger's voice trembled slightly: "You better come back quickly, I'll tell you when I come back." ”

"I see." Carol stood up as she spoke, leaning on her frozen limbs and walking towards the cavern.

She also knew very well that now was not the time to listen to the story, so she could only forcibly suppress her curiosity, cross the icy desert, and continue to move forward with the faint starlight.

And then...... The "monster" began to move.

The other party didn't seem to notice Carol, but rushed quickly in the opposite direction of Carol. The way the guy moved with his hands and feet was obviously not human. The voice he made was even more terrifying:

"Squeak ......"

The other party's voice was similar to the cry of a pig and a mouse, but it was much sharper, and was clearly heard by Carol not far away.

- Is that thing a pig and a mouse? No, although the pig rat would be fierce if released, the monster was obviously much larger and stronger than the pig rat.

Could it be a mutant creature on Mars?

Thinking of this possibility, Carol also accelerated the pace again. She knew very well that with her current state, the chances of winning the battle against mutant creatures were simply zero, and there was no chance at all!

The screeching noise continued, and Carol scurried forward, long gone.

She has never been the kind of player who pays attention to her own image, and now in order to save her life, she can't care so much, just continue to run away without an image, leaving the danger range where the monster is.

"I can't ...... yet Die here. ”

The expression on Carol's face was particularly hideous, as if she had been beaten with chicken blood, and ran wildly all the way on the sand.