Two hours later, the pitch-black coffin was still silent, without any waves. Fang Nian could clearly feel that the air around him was starting to become thinner, and his breathing was slowly getting heavier, and an invisible sense of fear followed.

However, at this moment, Fang Nian suddenly heard a rustling sound, as if someone was talking...... No, it's more like ...... Singing, and he seemed to have heard it somewhere.

"Damn, I knew that I was tired, and I finally did it."

The quiet atmosphere was broken, the sound was amplified in the silence many times, the singing became more harsh in such an environment, the surrounding air seemed to be much colder, and before he knew it, Fang Nian's back was soaked with sweat, and the fear of the unknown was budding in his heart.

However, before Fang Nian could digest it, the entire coffin suddenly shook, and the rustling sound slowly turned into a rustling noise, and Fang Nian reacted suddenly.

"Oh no, there's something gnawing at the coffin."

Fang Nian faced such a situation for the first time, and it was false to say that he was not panicking. After seeing so many hunting grounds of all kinds, Fang Nian also has the ability to be calm.

"The coffin is buried in the earth, so this thing shouldn't be human, I want to see what you are."

Fang Nian knew that he couldn't pretend to be his grandson anymore, so he lit up the glow stick in his hand. When the light filled the coffin, Fang Nian saw that the coffin board under his feet had been mothed out of a palm-sized square hole by the thing.

The sand on the square hole mixed with a large brown stuff was slowly pouring into the coffin, and the gap was still widening.

"Oh my God, it's a desert marching ant."

Fang Nian's face changed drastically, the desert marching ant is a very terrifying kind of social ant, they are different from ordinary ants, they don't build nests at all, they have been constantly moving and preying since birth, they can eat almost anything on the way, and the place they pass is barren, let alone a person.

Encountering such a large scale of desert marching ants in such a closed space, even if you have a cannon in your hand, you may not be able to destroy them, not to mention that Fang Nian only has a fruit knife.

Suddenly, a sense of powerlessness and despair swept through his body, and in the face of the continuous influx of desert marching ants, Fang Nian began to twist his body desperately, waving the fruit knife in his hand indiscriminately, and even used his body to desperately hit the coffin board, eager to break through the shackles and escape.

However, the ever-expanding gap in the coffin board made a muffled sound at this moment, and then broke off from the middle at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the coffin board that was split in two smashed directly into Fang Nian under the huge impact of the soil.

"Ah......h

A hideous wail came, and the broken coffin board smashed many ribs of Fang Nian. At the same time, the yellow sand was also accompanied by tens of thousands of desert marching ants pouring into the coffin, burying Fang Nian almost instantly.

Then, there was a sound of eating meat biting, and the friction of minced meat was like a sad song in the middle of the night, which was creepy and terrifying.

After a few minutes, there was no sound in the coffin, and under the sweep of the desert marching ants, Fang Nian probably wouldn't even have any bones left.

…………

At this time, there was a dead silence in the viewing hall, and the 500 display screens on the three-dimensional electronic screen of Nuoda were filled with despair and fear almost everywhere. Tens of thousands of desert marching ants devoured everyone like hunting demons, and their terrible wails converged like a graveyard of doom.

"Oh my God, this is so miserable, I wonder what they endured in there?"

"Is the man who designed this hunting ground crazy? How can a subject of this magnitude be rated F? Is there any mistake, I'm afraid that the E-class hunting ground is nothing more than that, right? ”

"Survive for 5 hours? I'm going to get so many desert marching ants in at once, I'm afraid I'll gnaw away my bones in less than 5 minutes. Don't talk about giving Lao Tzu 1,000 hope coins for this kind of gameplay, even if it's 10,000 hope coins, Lao Tzu won't play anymore. ”

"That's it, it's so terrifying, this is not for people to play at all, I'm afraid that if it comes out, it will also receive a lot of physical and mental trauma."

Moments later, the 500 monitors turned on the rapid shutdown mode, and each display turned off meant that one person abstained or died, and soon fewer than 50 of the 500 monitors were still lit.

The fat man looked at the No. 251 display screen that had been swallowed, with a sad face. Xu Zhuo smiled and patted the fat man's shoulder and comforted.

"Fat man, I heard that the builder of "Buried Alive" this time is Jin Jindao, who is known as the horror machine, and it is very good that your friend has survived until now. As you know, this is the case with every new themed hunting ground that is first released. After waiting for a long time, someone has studied a crack, and it's not too late to challenge again, although the bonus is a little less, but there is still something to earn. ”

The fat man didn't pay attention to Xu Zhuo, but fell into deep thought. He hadn't known Fang Nian for long, but he knew Fang Nian's temperament. Don't look at him as usually a little cynical, like a big boy, but he is very delicate in his bones.

In the video just now, Fang Nian seemed to be in a desperate situation, but his way of doing things was not like his style, he always felt that this kid seemed to be brewing some big moves.

Thinking of this, the fat man glanced at the big screen again, and at this time, there was only one screen left with shadows wriggling. The man inside was a man in iron armor, and although his armor resisted the attacks of the desert marching ants, it was quickly buried by the sand.

Finally, after 2 hours and 50 minutes of holding out, the screen suddenly went black, so that the last person failed, and the first group of challengers were all ......

"Wait...... There is another one, and No. 251 seems to be still on. ”

However, when almost everyone thought that the 500 people had been wiped out, suddenly a sharp female voice came.

This exclamation instantly attracted everyone's attention, and when they found screen 251, there was a commotion. Although the screen was pitch black, there was no sign of human activity. But the screen really doesn't turn off, which means that this hunter ...... Alive.

"Damn, is this man still alive? But the picture has long been gone, what's going on? ”

"Could it be that the desert marching ants have changed to vegetarianism? Or is this guy's meat belching not tasty? Not dead yet? ”

"It's not scientific, even if he wasn't eaten by the marching ants, the sand was buried for him, how could he still be alive without air in the soil."

"He won't have ......"

However, before the crowd could discuss the reason, suddenly a golden light flashed on the No. 251 display, and a row of golden characters floated out.

"Congratulations on customs clearance, it took 2 hours and 55 minutes, and the customs clearance rating is A+."

Wow............

The audience was in an uproar, this reversal came too suddenly, this person actually ...... Cleared.

"Cleared? How did you clear the customs? Bluff me? ”

"I tell you, I don't read much, don't lie to me, a person doesn't even have bones, you tell me he has cleared the customs? Or A+, just kidding. ”

"Great God, absolute Great God, today I am long-eyed."

The fat man looked at the golden light in front of him, and the mood that had sunk to the bottom suddenly rebounded quickly like a goldfish that had touched the bottom, and his big mouth was already happy.

"Lao Fang, Lao Fang, you scared the fat man to death, if I let Lao Tzu starve for another day, I have to stab you to death."

Xu Zhuo beside him was even more confused, Jin Jindao knew very well this person's terrifying talent in building a hunting ground. And when Xu Lang left, he also said that no one would clear this hunting ground within ten days, which is enough to show that the design of "Buried Alive" is particularly delicate.

But who would have thought that this was the first appearance of the hunting ground, and someone would clear the customs without warning? And the clearance evaluation also got an A+, which is a shame for the Xu's hunting ground, which has spent a huge amount of money and energy to build and promote.

But on reflection, this person who cleared the customs is really strong, how did he clear the customs in the face of such a desperate situation? Did he catch a loophole in the design of this scene? Or is it really a talented soul hunter?

Thinking about it, Xu Zhuo felt that his blood was boiling, his love for the hunting ground was almost more than everything, but his family's attitude made him very speechless, thinking that he had no ability to become a builder or even a hunter at all.

But now that Xu Zhuo has met such a great god, an irresistible thought came to his mind, he wants to worship this mysterious No. 251 as a teacher.

Xu Zhuo knew that the fat man and No. 251 were friends, so he wanted the fat man to introduce him, but when he came back to his senses, the fat man was gone. When he ran backstage to find the great god, he found that this person had already settled the bonus and left.

Xu Zhuo regretted this, regretted not being distracted at the beginning. But then I thought of something, and ran to the registration office and asked.

"Quick, help me find out what this 251 is called."

The staff naturally knew Xu Zhuo, and he didn't talk nonsense, and directly tapped a few times on the computer and replied.

"This man's name is ...... Fang Nian. ”