Entering the preparation area, Fang Nian was divided into the sixth group, and a total of 50 people were taken to a closed room, and 50 things like massage chairs were placed in the room. Fang Nian knew that this was the machine that could bring his soul consciousness into the hunting ground.

"I used to just see others sitting on it, but I can finally experience it for myself."

Fang Nian sat up with some excitement, linked the machine to his body according to the staff's instructions, and then pressed the black button beside him. Suddenly, the world turned dark, and the staff's brief introduction to the hunt sounded in my ears.

"The theme of this hunting ground is survival hunting ground, as long as the hunter can survive in the hunting ground for 5 hours, he can be rescued. Hunters of this theme are not allowed to bring personal items into the arena, but they can choose two items from the Hunting Ground Inventory. If you want to give up halfway, crush the abstain card in your pocket and the hunter will automatically leave the hunting ground. Finally, thank you for your support to Xu's Hunting Ground, and I wish you all the best of luck. ”

The darkness cleared, and Fang Nian was teleported to a large prop vault, he looked at his body and squeezed his arm with his hand.

"Ah...... It hurts, don't say, this technology is really developed, if you don't have a memory, you really can't tell where the real world is. ”

This large prop library is like a huge arms supermarket, from guns and knives to some daily necessities and ore solutions, almost everything, you must know that these items are the most helpful things to help you when hunting. It's like a chicken game, if you jump out of the plane and you carry a level 4 head with a 98K, the probability of eating chicken will definitely increase.

Of course, Fang Nian knew that there was no free dinner in the world, except for a few symbolic free props, the others were all clearly priced.

Thinking of this, Fang Nian couldn't help but sigh a little.

"Hey, it seems that this hunting ground is not something that ordinary people can play. However, without accurate information, this item is really hard to buy, after all, not all themes are suitable for guns. ”

Fang Nian is now a poor jingle, although the cost of the props is to go out to settle, that Fang Nian didn't plan to buy it, so he looked at the free area, and chose a fruit knife and a giant silver rod and entered the hunting ground.

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Walking into the hunting ground, Fang Nian's consciousness slowly recovered after a short period of loss. He opened his eyes, and it was pitch black around him, and he sniffed with his nose, and there was a hint of earthy stench in the air.

At this time, Fang Nian had already felt that his hands and feet were tied with ropes, and a message reminded him that he was buried alive and the hunt began.

Fang Nian took a deep breath, he didn't rush to break free from the restraints, but used his body to test the surrounding environment.

"Sure enough, I wasn't buried alive in the ground, but in a coffin."

Fang Nian felt the length, width and height of the coffin, and combined with the customs clearance conditions given by the hunting ground, his complexion changed slightly.

"According to the groping, the volume of this coffin is probably less than 900 liters, and the oxygen content is estimated to be only about 160 liters after subtracting my body and other components in the air. So if I just lay there and breathe at the cost of 0.5 liters of oxygen per minute, I could just endure it for 5 hours. ”

"However, the designer is not a fool, on the contrary, he is very smart, and he will not let you lie here all the time. Not to mention whether you need to find a way to break free from the shackles of your hands and feet, it is difficult to sustain five hours just by facing the psychological fear caused by this dark and confined space. ”

"Add to that sensitive words such as coffin, corpse, blood, soul, and the fear of death under suffocation, which can give the hunter psychological implications. Using these to amplify the uneasiness and fear in the hunter's heart, and make him climb up the thorns psychologically, then this persistence will naturally be self-defeating. ”

Thinking of this, Fang Nian couldn't help but sigh, this hunting ground construction is really an art, and after going out, he really has to spend some time and study it well. But right now, Fang Nian also had to face the choice of the direction of customs clearance, whether to choose to adjust his mentality and bear it silently, or to untie the shackles and find another way.

"I still don't like to sit still, so let's do it."

Fang Nian put the fruit knife he had just brought from the prop vault in his jacket pocket, his clothes were loose, and he fell out after twisting the knife a few times. Fang Nian clamped the knife with his two hands and held it in his mouth.

Not to mention, this free little fruit knife is quite fast, and in less than five minutes, the rope tied to the hand was cut.

"He should keep his mouth shut."

Untying the restraints, Fang Nian fumbled around again, and kicked the coffin board twice with his foot. It's very hard and sealed, and it's hard to poke open the coffin board with a knife alone, and I don't know how much dirt has been pressed on it.

"It seems that it is impossible to get out of here, so I can only think about how to survive here."

At this time, the coffin was unusually quiet, so quiet that you could almost hear the sound of your own pulse beating. This feeling of waiting for death in a silent environment is an ordeal for human beings.

Unconsciously, Fang Nian's back was already soaked with cold sweat, but how to survive, Fang Nian still had no answer, and two hours passed at once.

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In the viewing hall at this time, the fat man finally identified Fang Nian lying motionless in the No. 251 coffin in 500 video screens.

Before the fat man met Fang Nian, he had been in a small business in the underground black hunting ground for several years, and he had more or less understanding of the hunting ground. When the content of the hunting ground was released, he found out that it was boring.

"Old Fang, old Fang, you don't really plan to lie here for five hours, do you? These guys are not stupid, there must be a back-up move in the back, you can't be fooled. ”

However, at this moment, a somewhat sharp voice suddenly came from the side.

"This big brother has some knowledge."

The fat man looked back and saw that it was a young man who was a little thin and not very decently dressed, and pouted.

"Fat man, I also shopped my belongings in the Black Triangle, and this little trick can't hide it from me."

When the young man heard the black triangle, he immediately respectfully handed the fat man a cigarette.

"Big brother is still messing around in the Black Triangle? Forgive the little brother for being clumsy, little brother Xu Zhuo, fat master, you have one. ”

After the catastrophe, tobacco was extremely scarce, and the fat man was not polite when he saw it, so he took it and lit it. Ever since he met Fang Nian, he had never enjoyed this thing again.

"Boy, seeing that you are also a hunter, if there is anything you don't understand, just ask."

Xu Zhuo suddenly became interested.

"Fat man, have you seen the mystery of this hunting ground, tell the little brother about it."

The fat man took a few puffs of cigarette, nodded solemnly, and pointed to the big screen.

"I won't talk nonsense, you know why those people are lying motionless in the coffin, they all want to survive five hours with the oxygen in the coffin. It seemed that they just had to resist the fear of darkness and confined space. ”

"But this is not so simple, the designer will definitely not be stupid enough to take such a hunting ground and sell it to a buyer as big as the Xu family."

Xu Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly, and he was even more excited, so he simply squatted directly on the chair.

"What do you mean?"

The fat man looked at No. 251 with a sad face, nodded slightly.

"Well, there must be other cats in this hunting ground, if nothing else, this Xu family will definitely do something."

However, before the fat man's words fell, there was a sudden commotion in the viewing hall, and there was an uproar. When the fat man cast his eyes on the big screen in the viewing hall again, he found that almost all the hunters were no longer quiet, they were twisting their bodies wildly one by one, kicking desperately, and even tearing their hair desperately, as if crazy.

The fat man looked at the scene in front of him, and then put his gaze on the monitor No. 251, with a solemn expression.

"Old Fang, hold on."