"It's evil." Vladimir dug a small hole in the wall with his finger and observed the outside environment through the hole.

Outside, the sun had just set, and night was about to envelop the city, but it was still bustling outside, and although many of the houses on both sides of the street had been empty and deserted for a long time, there were no fewer people on the streets.

Zoya's breathing became even weaker, as if she was about to die in the next second, but she had been in this state for four or five hours, and Vladimir simply stopped worrying and let Zoya maintain the status quo.

"It's really evil." Zhuo Ya said angrily: "I haven't had any special debuff status on my attribute interface until now, just like the injuries on my body don't exist. ”

"Don't think so much about Zhuoya, I'll do it directly when the time is right, I promise to start it cleanly." Vladimir 'comforted' Zoya: "What the hell are these aborigines doing outside, they are all gathered in the street. ”

Zoya couldn't see what was going on outside, but she could hear the voices outside, it sounded like hundreds of people were gathering in the street, their breathing shortness as if they were expecting something.

But when she chose this place as a hideout, she didn't remember that there were so many aborigines around.

"I don't feel good, Vladimir." Zoya tried to sit up against the wall and observe the situation outside, but was held down by Vladimir.

"Shhhh Vladimir watched as the crowd on the street suddenly quieted down, dispersed to both sides of the road, and gave way to the flat road.

A group of monks of the Holy Guard, dressed in purple robes and hoods, appeared at the end of the road in two rows, holding torches, and as they walked forward, they communicated cordially with the inhabitants on both sides, as if they were familiar.

"I'm feeling a little bad too, Zoya, we might have been discovered." Vladimir couldn't think of anything other than himself in such a place that could attract these monks.

"Damn it, it's my wound!" Zhuoya tore open her clothes and looked at the pattern of the wound on her abdomen that was spreading around: "This TM is a positioning system?" ”

"I can't be sure yet, but I can't take you with me anymore." Vladimir quietly squatted beside Zoya, and gently stroked his palm on Zoya's neck: "Are you ready?" ”

Zhuo Ya nodded: "Let's do it, you have to be careful when you're alone, their anti-reconnaissance ability is very strong, don't forget to take my bow!" ”

Vladimir nodded silently, and as soon as the palm of his hand was forced, Zoya's slender neck was twisted off by him: "See you later, friend." ”

Even if this is a game, death is a great loss for the player, and Vladimir doesn't know if this is the first time Zoya has died, he hopes that it is, because then she won't have to suffer the loss of her physical attributes.

As for the experience points, it's Kislev here, after all, and as long as you don't mind getting your hands dirty, the experience points are always at your fingertips.

When Vladimir looked up again from the hole, it was pitch black, as if something had blocked it.

His heart thumped, and the next second a light finally shone through the small hole, and the darkness pulled back, finally turning into an eye.

When he looked out, outside the wall, there were also people peeking in through that small hole.

Vladimir quickly regained his composure, and he saw that the other party was just a hairy boy who was less than ten years old, and he smirked at him with bared teeth.

Vladimir couldn't laugh, because a dozen meters behind the little kid, everyone, including the monks of the Holy Guard, turned their heads in this direction like puppets at the same time, showing the same smile in unison.

Found you!

Vladimir quickly took off the three rings on Zoya's hand, dragged away the tactical belt around her waist, picked up the bow and arrows that were put aside, gritted his teeth and took her short sword from the ranger, and finally glanced at the leather armor that had been pierced through the three holes with some regret and shook his head: "Don't think about saving money next time you buy armor, I can only help you get so much, if you have a spirit in the sky, bless me to live with your equipment!" ”

Zhuoya, who had just logged out of the game, suddenly sneezed, feeling a cold stalk on the back of her neck, she felt that she might have exercised too little recently, and decided to eat something and exercise in the barracks.

However, when Zoya opened the door, a dozen soldiers in white protective suits were setting up a quarantine zone around her room, and the yellow seal was blocked until fifty meters away.

"I'm sorry Zoya. Captain Anatoly, your game warehouse has just reported an anomaly, and you can only move around your room until we determine what is going on. An officer in a chemical hazmat suit saluted Zhuoya, and with his words, Zhuoya realized that the area around his dormitory had been emptied, and the entire barracks was left with these soldiers.

"What the hell?" Zhuoya felt that someone was joking with her, and subconsciously touched her waist, which was where she usually pinned her pistol.

"Don't be impulsive, Zoya. Captain Anatoly. The officer on the opposite side snatched the pistol that was still in the holster at a speed that Zhuoya couldn't see at all: "I have the right to shoot you directly, but I won't do it, you just need to wait quietly, in the next seventy-two hours, you may see something that doesn't make sense, you will have a fever, you need to drink a lot of water, eat, and if it is serious, you may need to enter the nutrition compartment, but believe me this is not necessarily a bad thing." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about, I want to see my superiors!" Zoya was a little surprised by the speed of the other party, but she still kept her composure.

In the next second, Zoya suddenly lost her balance, as if the function in her brain responsible for controlling balance had been suddenly deleted, rolling on the ground, constantly vomiting, she lost her hearing, and she could indeed hear the voice from her body.

The eardrums are torn apart in constant motion, new eardrums begin to grow, and the brain is constantly moving, as if new organs are about to emerge.

"What did you do to me?" Zhuoya silently questioned the officer outside the door.

"Started so soon?" The officer waved his hand, and two tall, unspoken soldiers lifted Zoya and threw her back to their beds.

Zoya's eyes were blurry, hunger pounding at her sanity, and she felt that if she wasn't deaf and blind, she would have been able to eat the damned officer alive.

As her mouth was rudely pried open, a paste was squeezed into Zhuoya's mouth, she had eaten this thing, it was an astronaut's ultra-compressed food, she never thought that she would feel delicious when she ate it one day.

As her energy replenished, Zoya gradually regained her vision, and she looked at the somewhat vague officer who seemed to be cursing something, and then flipped over the coffee table in her living room.

Damn, that's my favorite piece of furniture, Zoya muttered dissatisfied, but her tongue wasn't so obedient, just a little drool.

Then she saw the officer pull out an extraordinarily large pistol from his waist and aim it at herself, open his mouth to say something, and shoot directly, and the world was suddenly darkened.

If she had normal hearing, she would have heard the officer say, "Damn, evolution failed, an unknown purple pattern appeared on the target's body, interrupting the evolutionary process, undergoing a vicious transformation, applying for a cryonics procedure for further observation!" ”

"Refuse, go straight to the death procedure." This is the message that the communicator wore back.

"I'm sorry Ms. Zhuoya, I don't want to do this either, but I'm sorry, I'm a soldier, goodbye." These were the last words the officer said to her.

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