PS: The fourth update, for the sake of Lori working hard enough, support it. Thank you for your food, clothing, and parents.

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Time passes

Three days later

As the last gray hour clock fell to the earth, under the terrifying gaze of billions of immeasurable beings throughout the world.

Tick!

A huge clock rang in the sky.

In the sky above the huge silver-white clock, a shadow that obscured the sky and the sun, and there was almost no boundary, slowly appeared, but in a few seconds, the entire sky was covered.

Wisps of shadows fell from the sky, and from a distance, it looked like a chaotic galaxy, pouring in.

An oppressive cold and ominous aura spread along with the chaotic shadows.

On the earth, there is also an extremely dark, abyss-like area, gradually rising from the ground, and countless black shadows have turned into skeletons and devils, spreading towards the sky with teeth and claws.

Eventually, the shadows and darkness combined in the void like a curtain, completely obscuring the huge silver-white clock hanging in the sky.

Skyrim, at this moment, fell into a chaotic state of absolute darkness, absolute forbiddenness, and absolute darkness.

The whole world, this moment fell silent.

One second

Two seconds

Three seconds

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Exactly twelve seconds passed!

The next moment!

Bang!

The boundless fog poured in from nowhere, and in the darkness, with the birth of the mist, a little dark light appeared.

The world began to shine.

Panicked creatures, no matter what angle, what place, sky, underground, deep valley, ocean, etc., can see a wonderful scenery.

A door of chaos hidden in the fog slowly opened.

Twelve rays of brilliant light, accompanied by a ticking sound, were released from the inside of the Chaos Gate.

Laughter, screams, whispers, and murmurs spread throughout the foggy area, making people's heads swell and dizzy.

Gradually, the twelve rays of light of various colors gradually closed, and finally turned into a silver-white luster, one by one, in the fog of the void, turned into a silver-white ghost, and suddenly spread to all corners of the world.

The silver-white ghost, the silver day disaster, has completely befallen you!

On the seventh day of July, Hades is coming!

Officially join the world!

This time, it's global.

An evolutionary experiment about survival, about the fire of civilization, and about wisdom also unfolded.

Everything is being carried out in an orderly manner according to the script written by Wu Hao.

And the records and data about the test are also increasing at a geometric increasing rate.

Wu Hao's harvest must be extraordinary.

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Three months later

Originally part of the Americas, the vast and endless Alaska Mountains.

Artusso was on the run.

The body was in the fog, running rapidly, as if it was not affected by the fog at all.

He twitched his nose constantly, relying on his keen sense of smell, searching for rare food in the fog.

He is a werewolf.

It is a member of the werewolf group that lives near the Alaska Mountains.

Three months ago, the fog suddenly appeared, and the silver clock disappeared, causing him to go out hunting, and he missed the opportunity to return to the group. And in the fog, he couldn't tell the direction, even his keen sense of smell was sometimes clear, sometimes bad.

For three whole months, he wandered outside, and until now, he didn't know where he had wandered.

Anyway, in the past three months, he has encountered countless weirdness and crises hidden in the fog, especially the kind of silver-white weirdness that does not appear, which has brought him considerable suffering.

However, for some reason, although each crisis will cause him to be fatally injured, he always relies on luck to avoid the past by chance.

For example, just now, he encountered the sweep of two silver-white ghosts, and it stands to reason that this kind of frontal encounter with silver-white ghosts in the fog will definitely not be spared.

Just when he was about to despair, an even more powerful werewolf burst in, and in an instant, the eyes of the silver-white ghost were attracted by the werewolf, which eventually caused him to escape with great ease, and he was not even injured.

Now he smelled the smell of food, and let the blood moon power that was already lacking in his body be ready to move.

"The blood moon is above! Gotta let me find food. ”

The werewolf clan is caused by the power left over from the blood moon

Compared to the Blood Clan, these guys have a stronger belief in the Blood Moon.

Unshaken.

Artusso swallowed, resisting hunger, and quickly ran towards the source of the food.

A few minutes later, a patch of gray grass came into view.

Due to the dim light emitted by the Gates of Hades in the mist, these plants that are almost the same color as the mist can only be found when they are extremely close.

Fog grass!

After seeing the plant clearly, a look of ecstasy appeared on Artuso's face.

Fog grass absorbs the fog and grows up, and with long-term use, it can not only resist hunger, but also dispel some of the weirdness wandering in the fog.

Because its thick veins are covered with rich juice, after these juices enter the body of living beings, nutrients are left, and others will quickly volatilize, and these volatilized breaths are very disgusting even to the silver-white ghosts.

It's just a pity that the breath that volatilizes lasts for a short time.

However, even so, the fog grass is very precious, and when it encounters weirdness, it becomes a life-saving medicine.

So in the Age of Mist, this thing was also called a clover grass by creatures around the world.

Because there are four wide, round leaves growing in the period, also known as four-leaf clover!

(Not lucky at all!) ）

This can be regarded as a strange species that relies on the growth of the Misty Age and forms mutual restraint with the weird.

Generally speaking, fog grass only grows alone, and now in front of me, dozens of plants grow together in patches, which is almost an impossible event.

Artusso plucked a mist plant and swallowed it indiscriminately, and then carefully picked the rest of the mist grass.

These are not edible, and although fog grass can be used as food, it is too wasteful. When it comes to weirdness, saving lives at critical moments is its real purpose.

Packing up all the fog and grass, Artusso shrugged his nose and stepped into the thick fog again.

He needed to find a new source of food and a place to live, and the fog that spread across the globe showed no sign of dissipating, and although he didn't know it was a silver disaster, it didn't prevent him from intuitively feeling the unusual support of this fog.

His journey has just begun!

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After Artusso left, a flaming pen emerged, along with a book.

I saw it slowly write a few lines on the book.

- March of the Silver and White Plague

- During the experiment, a werewolf who was suspected of having the attribute of luck and believed in the blood moon was discovered.

- For some reason, there was a sudden and unpredictable luck? Is it related to experiments, or is it related to a blood moon?

- This werewolf may be able to be observed on an equal footing with Lilith of the Bloodline, and be listed as a key target.

- The rules of luck have appeared, and it may be a path for our lord to advance again!

- Observer Recorder's Notebook 008

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