The torn fabric is wrapped in a lead-gray chemical protective suit, and the helmet is in the style of a transparent isolation cover, which looks a bit like an astronaut's clothes, but the design and workmanship accuracy are obviously inferior to the high-tech and sophisticated products in the real world.

This strange man in a chemical protective suit looks slightly taller than Lu Ming, and his body is more burly than Lu Ming.

Inside the transparent hood of the hemisphere, a thick gray mist surged, and a blurred face could barely be seen in the fog, in addition to the heavy travel backpack he was carrying and a metal gas cylinder attached to the mask.

It stands to reason that this person should have stepped on the plank as creaking as hard as he creaked when he sneaked into the clinic quietly, but Fang Liang didn't hear any movement, as if he was one of those monsters that didn't make footsteps.

When Fang Liang wanted to carefully identify the other party's appearance, he found that the other party's face was constantly changing with the flow of gray mist, one moment like Lu Ming, another moment like Li Xiaoyu, another moment it became completely unfamiliar, and then it seemed to be a bit like himself......

In a sense, the appearance of this strange man finally proved Fang Liang's last conjecture.

"Who are you?" Fang Liang repeated it again, the weapon in his hand did not budge.

Figuring out some of the laws of the curse's operation does not mean that Fang Liang and his teammates are safe, on the contrary, after exposing the curse's disguise, the curse will definitely do everything possible to prevent Fang Liang and the others from escaping, and the next danger will become higher and higher.

This is a killing mechanic inherent in the curse, which has nothing to do with human will, and cannot be triggered at will, even by the user.

Stopping his pen and stabbing him, the strange man slowly tore off the page and handed it to the door, Fang Liang could hear his heavy and muddy breathing.

[An unknown curse is spreading in the forest, this land has become unlivable, we better get out of here as soon as possible.] 】

The handwriting was slightly familiar, and Fang Liang remembered that when he and Lu Ming were exploring the backyard of a rural elementary school, he had seen this strange set of protective clothing in the wheat field. Because it has no attribute bonuses and is too heavy to be used as equipment, it is simply discarded.

However, Fang Liang felt that he had never met this person, and even if he was a survivor in Copper Kettle Town, he must have been affected by the curse, just like a doctor who was on the verge of a nervous breakdown several times.

The aborigines of this place, who have been exposed to the cursed realm for a long time, are not insane is already a remarkable thing.

At least compared to the guy who knocked on the door in the middle of the night to deliver weapons, this weirdo's rationality is obviously very abnormal, and it is basically impossible to be the same NPC.

"I don't know you, this is our refuge, please leave."

Fang Liang raised his voice, and the rest of the people in the room heard the movement and also discovered this strange strange person in protective clothing.

The doctor pushed his glasses, seemed to recognize this strange man, and took the initiative to negotiate: "Don't be nervous, he is not a bad person, he once helped me, that was a long time ago, I once thought he was dead, but I didn't expect him to be alive." ”

"Excuse me, what's going on?"

The hazmat freak still pulls out his charcoal pen and writes words in a notebook as thick as a dictionary.

[The town has been attacked by a cursed force, and everyone has decided to leave together, so we better not miss the opportunity to evacuate.] 】

Taking advantage of the chat, Li Xiaoyu recorded the appearance of this strange man with a sketch: "So, you are here to help us?" ”

The dot in the mask of the freak in the hazmat suit nodded vaguely.

[Solidarity and cooperation can keep us alive together, and we can make a deal before the team leaves.] 】

The pencil in Li Xiaoyu's hand was revised and revised, and the portrait of the strange man was refined a lot: "What should we call you?" ”

I don't have names, and I won't ask for your names, the forest wants to devour every name, and we must be vigilant. 】

Fang Liangzheng felt that this guy's appearance was suspicious, but in the next second, a panel popped up in front of this guy, prompting that he could trade.

Fang Liang was stunned for a moment, speechless for a while, and said secretly in his heart: I didn't expect that this broken game really has a serious merchant NPC, although this merchant also looks quite suspicious, but the main plot should not have much to do with him.

In addition, there is a small print on the panel: This target has no name, and investigators can construct their own ID for it.

It only took a few seconds for Fang Liang to enter his name into it.

Looking up, the word [Gray Mist] appeared on the head of this merchant NPC, and the handwriting was faintly like fog, which was really difficult to read without looking closely.

The Grey Mist Merchant himself may not seem to be aware of it, or may not be interested in the naming act.

The doctor looked around and took out the cellulase crystal powder he had made in the past few days, as well as the refined and purified mushroom extract, it seemed that he had made a deal with the Grey Mist Merchant and knew how to deal with the survivors of the town.

Respectfully, the Grey Mist Merchant is not good at verbal and fierce bargaining, only nodding or shaking his head.

Since he didn't plan to use it himself, the doctor gave up all the mushroom extract and cellulase for two shotguns, as well as some shotgun bullets, shotgun bullets, pistol bullets, bullet bag equipment, hemostatic bandages, fuel, and other necessary supplies.

Rather than injecting the extracts of the Heavenly Mushrooms and using cursed illusions to find clues, Fang Liang still preferred to exchange them for resources.

Every time he encountered an enemy, Fang Liang would have to activate the curse to fight, and the curse would only intensify, quickly forming an unsolvable cycle.

For now, the equipment is still full of meaning, as it is an accessory to the Curse of the Forest, which can be destroyed with weapons.

After all, this is a cognitive weapon, as long as the subconscious cognition thinks that it can be killed, then these weapons can really be killed......

The deal is closed.

When Fang Liang closed the door of the room, the Gray Mist Merchant was still standing quietly in the dark.

However, when everyone turned their eyes and touched the outside, the yellowed old light and shadow quietly dissipated, and the gray mist merchant was nowhere to be seen.

"Suspicious guys, but it's not unusual, and it's not surprising that everyone is getting used to the effects of the curse."

Fang Liang and the others left the clinic and found that Tonghu Town had really changed.

Abandoned buildings that had been eroded by the forest have now crumbled and shattered into rubble, and charred charcoal is scattered all over the ground.

What's even more creepy is that the survivors in the town were attacked by a terrible curse last night!

At the entrance of the clinic, a lead-gray patient was lying on the ground, and his whole body was squirming strangely like a heavenly mushroom.

The patient's skin was completely swollen, the inside of the open mouth was covered with cloudy mucus, and between the upper and lower rows of teeth were lead-gray hyphae resembling enoki mushrooms. The wound in the lungs of the ribs was cracked, which was already highly ligyl fibrosis, and there was not a trace of blood flowing out at all.

The patient was like a giant slug moving slowly, with a clear, greasy mucus underneath him, which was the real reason why he had climbed all the way without grinding his skin to the point of leakage.

If you look closely, even the tongue coating on the blue tongue has completely changed, becoming the perfect breeding ground for the germination of Palachesi spores.

"Itchy ......"

"Painful ......"

Fang Liang and his party had a fried scalp, and Lu Ming almost vomited.

Li Xiaoyu covered her nose even more, and said in a low voice: "Why is it still moving, this main gate can't go, we have to change the way!" ”

"I'm coming!" Without waiting for the patient to crawl closer, Lu Ming kicked over the thin wooden wall outside the clinic, trying to find a new path.

However, to the despair, Copperkettle Town was almost everywhere with this strange patient, and a deep cold enveloped all living people in every corner, and Lu Ming's kick that knocked over the thin wooden wall just crushed a patient behind the wall.

The dark green explosive poisonous gas spread into a small cloud of poison in the blink of an eye, and even if Lu Ming sensed that something was wrong under his feet, he had already touched the toxin.

"Oops, I'm poisoned!" Lu Ming stepped back, half-kneeling and covering his waist, as if someone was really poking his kidneys with an iron awl.

At the same time, an unbearable itch began to come to the neck, and it gradually itched to the point that people couldn't help but scratch through the trachea.

"Use an antidote, I've made an antidote, just put it on it, hold back, don't scratch it with your nails!"

"Use fire, if you accidentally step on the corpse, use fire to disperse those toxins!"

The doctor took out a bottle of emerald green ointment in a panic, applied it to the bandage and wrapped it around his neck, a refreshing coolness like peppermint essential oil wrapped around his neck, and then raised a torch in front of his nose to roast, Lu Ming suddenly felt that the pain and itching quickly weakened, as if it was just a hallucination.

"We should have enough supplies, and everyone should light torches, at least to avoid poison gas in close proximity."

Fang Liang waved the torch and dispersed all the dark green poisonous clouds, and it was in the corner of his eye that a figure appeared.

In the next second, except for Lu Ming and the doctor, the remaining three people had already set up their guns and aimed.

It was a survivor wearing a half-straw mask, he seemed to know the doctor, and he couldn't help but show his huge dark yellow teeth: "Heh, I thought who were the guys who sneaked into the clinic a few days ago, but I didn't expect it to be the guys of the investigation team." ”

"Why, are you already so depressed that you have to keep warm with this quack? That's a shame. ”

This survivor looks like he hasn't brushed his teeth for more than ten years, and his weird appearance is quite annoying.

"Quack, what do you mean?" Li Xiaoyu held a pistol and asked vigilantly.

"Hmph, isn't that just a liar who can't cure any disease and only comforts the sick with sugar pills and boiled water?"

The survivor laughed again, "Don't point a gun at me, I don't want to cause trouble, I just want to find out if there are any living people in the town." ”

"This place is full of hopeless patients, completely uninhabitable, if you don't want to be crawled into bed by these patients at night - put the gun down and exercise restraint, I can take you to find the guys, and then we'll get out of here together."