In the ruins of the city with bare steel bars and piles of rubble, the wind from the wasteland has blown here, and it has to turn around.

In the cracks of the collapsed building, a few clusters of unknown plants probed their brains to reveal a little green; Mutated insects crawled under the stone slabs, their carapaces rubbing against the cement making a slight "click" sound.

Behind a half-collapsed wall, nine people sat in a circle, their expressions erratic in the shadows. For a long time, no one spoke.

"Da, pa, da, da."

Tank was playing with a folding knife in his hand, throwing it away, retracting it, and throwing it away again.

The sound of the folding knife is getting louder and louder, showing that the irritability of the owner is also increasing little by little.

It's noon, and it's been almost six hours since the first person went missing.

Although no one said it explicitly, everyone knew in their hearts that they were afraid that they would be more than lucky during this investigation.

Finally it was Tank who broke the silence, he looked around left and right, his eyes fell on everyone's faces, and asked the question he had asked many times: "Is it true that no one sees that thing under the sand?"

"No, really." The turtle half-breed who ran last as everyone ran to the ruins of the city cried with a sad face and a tone of surprise and numbness for the rest of the catastrophe, "I swear there's nothing under the sand." ”

It was also good luck that the thing under the sand left after taking two people in succession, so when everyone rushed to the ruins, fortunately no one was captured.

And the turtle gene hybrid, who was left behind because he was not good at running, was more like picking up a life on the edge of a cliff.

But even if their feet have stepped on the concrete foundation of the ruins of the city, far from the sand, everyone's hearts are still hanging high-

The ruins are surrounded by sand, and even if you drive, you can walk more than half a day from the nearest human settlement.

After everything in the sand, everyone no longer dared to rush back to that area.

As soon as they arrived at the ruins, they checked and gathered all the supplies they were carrying, but they abandoned most of their equipment before running, and the only food they had on them was enough for two days.

It was as if they had landed on an isolated desert island, with no supplies, no support, and predators all around. There is really no way back, like a trapped beast in a cage.

"Maybe the Oasis will send someone to save us......" said one of the team members huddled in a corner, but his voice was full of desperation that he didn't perceive.

Opus picked up the stone and threw it forward, and a small insect that passed in front of everyone was crushed into a pulp with a "poof": "No one will come to save us." ”

The team member in the corner snorted uncontrollably—

Opus had already told them that this investigation trip was likely to be a game between the upper echelons of the oasis and the oasis hybrids. Once they step out of the Oasis Gate, they are left with only two options, either return triumphantly or be annihilated.

And the silence of the tank when Ops said this also confirmed this speculation on the side.

"Don't be so depressed, we are in the ruins now, although there is a little less supply, but there is not much danger." Liang Wenruo clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention, and then comforted, "There is no saying in the world, saying that 'there are always more ways than difficulties'." As long as we don't give up, we can always find a way out. ”

"Yes, what Liang Wenruo said makes sense, what, there are always more difficulties than solutions!" Stant stuck his knife on the ground with his backhand, stood up and raised his arms, "We can't back down because of this inexplicable danger. We are all experienced wasteland hunters, so we won't be knocked down by enemies hiding in the shadows. ”

"It's 'there are always more ways than difficulties', not 'there are always more difficulties than solutions'." Liang Wenruo had no choice but to support his forehead.

Although Tank completely reversed the meaning of this statement, after some forced encouragement from him, the atmosphere between the teams was finally not as low as before.

Just as everyone was about to gather their spirits again and discuss a way out, a scream shattered the last line of defense in their hearts.

"Gone...... Suzuki is gone! ”

Suzuki was the one who was huddled in the corner, having been wounded in the battle with the giant wolf and had experienced a wild run in the sand, leaning against the wall to rest.

The crowd had just heard him asking if someone would come to the Oasis to save them, but in the blink of an eye, there were only a few pieces of rubble left where he was sitting.

"Damn, they've all been hiding here, why are there people missing!" Liang Wenruo was the first to scold, "Is that bullshit thing capable of chiseling stones, or what?" Why does it linger? ”

But most of the Wasteland Hunters had a numb look on their faces—since they could be caught hiding here, they were afraid that there was nothing they could do.

Some people even thought that instead of being so frightened, it would be better to be caught by that thing early, so that they could see what was killing them before they died.

Si Moxue sat close to the missing team member, and as soon as she heard that someone was missing, she stepped forward and tried to find some clues.

"Looking for something, useless...... We're all dead. A member of the team next to him saw that Si Moxue still did not give up, and persuaded desperately.

Si Moxue ignored him, carefully turned over every piece of rubble that fell on the ground, and squinted to check.

Under this inspection, she really found a clue - there was a little blood on the ground and on the gravel.

The captured team member had already been injured, and it was estimated that the bandage was loosened during the process of being captured, and the blood from the wound was on the ground.

Si Moxue's fingers followed the blood stains on the rough ground little by little, and found a narrow sewer entrance under the wall.

She brushed her head up, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Here...... There is a sewer entrance. Si Moxue turned sideways slightly, exposing the entrance to everyone's sight.

This sewer entrance is half buried under the rubble of the collapsed houses, and half is hidden by clumps of vegetation. If it hadn't been for Si Moxue discovering it, everyone wouldn't have noticed that there was an inconspicuous sewer outlet here.

"That thing, I guess it came from here, and it took people away." Si Moxue spoke softly, her heart pounding because of this small breakthrough.

"I'm rubbing, it's possible, I thought that thing was so awesome that it could chisel stones." Liang Wenruo suddenly slapped his thigh, "Wouldn't we just have to follow the sewer to find those missing people?" ”

Except for a few team members who didn't want to be in danger anymore, everyone else cheered up, swept away the gloomy look just now, and started to discuss it word by word.

Suppressed by fear to the extreme, once the mysterious hunter who followed everyone became visible, everyone became ready to avenge the disappearance of their teammates.

As soon as the atmosphere was relaxed, even his thoughts were much more active, and Si Tan continued: "Although I don't know what this thing is, but in order to get out, it is inevitable to fight back." We have to be ready...... Well, let's do it, everyone will distribute and eat the water they brought out, bring the weapons well, and strive to increase our maximum combat power in a short time. ”

After eating the food, everyone's spirits became much better.

Tank put away the folding knife and stuck it into the tactical belt around his waist: "Let's go now, hurry up, kill the thing hiding in the sand, and rescue your teammates." ”

Before he knew it, the first goal of the tank had changed from completing the mission to rescuing his teammates. Maybe he knew that if he left it alone, everyone, including him, would be dragged into the ground by that thing one by one.

When they were ready to go, everyone, even those who didn't want to be in danger anymore, passed through the narrow entrance and into the sewers one by one.

The water in the sewers had long since dried up, empty, and pitch black. Only the cracked pieces of dirt under their feet made a cracking sound under the trampling.

The crowd turned on their flashlights, one by one, and bent down in the narrow sewers.

As everyone gradually deepened, Si Moxue smelled a smell that should not be here, from light to strong......

The smell of nitric acid.