"Phew!"

The black mist in front of him dispersed, and a pungent sour smell made Zhao Ke subconsciously hold his breath.

A faint light covered the dilapidated room with a layer of fog.

It's not pitch black, but it's hard to see.

In addition to the sour smell, there is also a smell that makes Zhao Ke unable to tell what it is, but it makes Zhao Ke very uncomfortable.

There are several air outlets on the wooden walls of the room, and if you look closely, the gray fog in the room is emitted from this air outlet.

There was a long sigh of innocent moaning, Zhao Ke took a closer look, and saw clearly that there were more than a dozen people lying in the room.

The only evidence that they were alive was that when they walked to the big bed, they could see their slightly undulating chests under their skin and bones.

Zhao Ke noticed that the clothes of these people, the white rough rag clothes, had been stained black.

And the yin and yang head on the top of his head, with long braids, Zhao Ke already roughly understood that this was that era.

Zhao Ke noticed that these people were holding an iron bucket that looked like a big horn.

At first, Zhao Ke didn't know what these things were for.

But soon, Zhao Ke saw a man almost as tall as a monkey, struggling to get up, holding an iron bucket in one hand.

Aim the small end of the bucket at your mouth and nose, the end of the big horn, aim at the air outlet on the wall, and take a few puffs against the fog on the air outlet.

This monkey-like man, with a sallow face, finally showed a satisfied and relaxed smile, and lay down on the bed, looking like he wanted to die.

"Damn it!"

Zhao Ke was stunned for a moment, and soon understood what this was about, a feeling that made him feel disgusting, which made Zhao Ke instantly have an urge to kill.

Immediately, Zhao Ke walked out of the room quickly, and when he left, Zhao Ke did not forget to pick up a big speaker.

When I walked out of the door and looked up, I saw a corridor in front of me, with more than ten partitions in front of and behind.

In these partitioned rooms, the laughter of men and women can be heard from time to time.

Zhao Ke walked forward with a dark face, and after a few steps, he saw that the door of a room on the side was opened, and a man with five big and three thick faces came out of it, looking refreshed and full of energy.

Zhao Ke squinted his eyes and looked at the crack in the back door, and saw that in the room, two women with red fruits were lying on a small bed inside, holding a big black cigarette stick in their hands.

"Hoo ......"

The two women rolled their eyes and stretched out their bodies, not caring at all whether the spring light that they had forked and retreated would be exposed, and spit out a wisp of white smoke.

The smoke was sucked in along the air vent above the partition, and at the other end of the vent was the room where Zhao Ke was just now.

So the people in the room are addicts who can't afford to smoke big cigarettes.

After the onset of drug addiction, he could only rent an iron horn at a very low price, hide in the back room, and smoke second-hand smoke.

As soon as he thought that his whole body was covered with second-hand smoke from an unknown number of people, Zhao Ke's face was covered with a thick layer of haze.

He was not in the mood to check his current appearance, Zhao Ke lowered his head and walked out of the big smoke hall quickly.

Before leaving, put the iron horn on the counter.

"Hey, Wang puppy, it's coming out very quickly today."

The guy at the counter looked up at Zhao Ke and teased.

Zhao Ke didn't speak, and left with his head down.

Seeing this, man, he couldn't help but pout, and scolded: "Heh, what, dare to ignore Lao Tzu, next time I come, I won't even give you an iron hat, see you crying and begging Lao Tzu." ”

Even if it's just a guy in the big smoke house, for these poor ghosts who have no money and want to smoke, they are also human beings, and they are accidentally pleased.

As usual, Wang Xiaopu, in the face of the ridicule of the guys, he also nodded and praised him before he dared to go.

Please make the guy feel good, next time he comes, perhaps, he can take a little less and let him in.

Otherwise, people have a face, and I'm afraid you don't even want to smoke second-hand smoke.

It's a pity that Zhao Ke is not a puppy, at this time Zhao Ke is eager to go out and take a breath of fresh air.

However, when Zhao Ke pushed the door and walked out, he took a deep breath, and what he ushered in was not fresh air, but a disgusting and pungent haze.

"Phew!"

The air was inhaled into his mouth, and he felt as if he had eaten a handful of sand, stabbing at his throat and almost making Zhao Ke spit it out.

After spitting a few mouthfuls, Zhao Ke found that his phlegm was still carrying black dust.

Looking at the surroundings again, although it was night, the mist in the air was not much worse than in the previous room.

The streets in front of you are very clean, but the architectural style on both sides is strange.

The small wooden buildings are strangely shaped, and some of the buildings are connected together by suspension bridges.

Not far away, six large chimneys were emitting a puff of black smoke at this time, and the air around them was so bad, it was caused by those six chimneys.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke could only cover his mouth and nose with his clothes, and after walking around the corner with his head down, he began to grope around his body, hoping to find some clues to his identity.

Judging from before, the guy called himself, Wang Xiaopu, his surname is Wang, but Xiaopu, it is estimated that the guy gave himself a nickname.

Zhao Ke groped his whole body up and down, only to find that this identity was simply a poor ghost among poor ghosts.

So poor that he didn't even have a pair of pants, and the only thing he had on his body was this thin and old clothes.

At this time, Zhao Ke saw a string of numbers from the sleeves of his clothes.

Group III: 8273

Zhao Ke carefully checked his body again, and took out a mirror from the mail book.

Looking at the mirror, Zhao Ke instantly wondered if he had seen a ghost, the yellow-skinned guy in front of him, with swollen and dark circles under his eyes, grinning, and even his teeth were black.

"It's ugly!"

Zhao Ke pursed his lips, and Zhao Ke felt disgusted with the self in front of him.

In fact, this guy is still very young, about 25 years old, but malnutrition, long-term second-hand smoke, and high-intensity labor have made his appearance of twenty-five or sixteen as bad as that of forty.

At this moment, on the wet ground under Zhao Ke's feet, a line of black text appeared in front of Zhao Ke.

[Main quest 1: Complete this month's quest mineral indicators.] 】

Note: There is still a lot of time left before this month's coal mine mission, and you still have a week to complete.

[Side Mission 1: Kill 3 elite guards of the factory.] 】

Note: In the factory, there is an elite guard team, don't underestimate their strength, otherwise it will cost you dearly.

[Side quest 2: Lead the workers here and escape.] 】

Note: Because it was in the concession, many workers were tricked into the factory and imprisoned in this huge factory, and the promised rich remuneration was not even enough to feed them and clothe them

Lead them out, and the more they do, the better.

[Special reminder: This horror space is more difficult, kill the postman, you can't draw stamps from the stamp book, you can't inherit the stamp points from the stamp book, please be careful!] 】

One main quest and two side quests.

Zhao Ke frowned involuntarily, and the last reminder made Zhao Ke feel even more uncomfortable.

He's running out of postage points.

In reality, he was chased and killed by the postman, and he lost a lot of postage points, and now the number of postage points in his hand is only about 43 points.

Ben wanted to enter and kill two of them first to restore his postage.

But now it seems that the process needs to be a little more complicated.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke frowned, thinking about how he would find Wang Xiaopu's residence next, and when he connected to the identity of this body.

An angry roar came from the alley.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Ke saw two men running and wearing pants, with a ghostly expression on their faces, and they were about to rush out of the alley.

"Get out of here!"

Seeing Zhao Ke standing just outside the alley, the two of them turned grim, especially the man who was the leader, who reached out to grab Zhao Ke's collar.

However, this time, Zhao Ke in front of the man suddenly blurred, making him catch a void.

Immediately afterwards, before the man could understand why, when Zhao Kehui disappeared in front of him, the big man's left eyeball suddenly burst open, and a blade revealing frost pierced out from behind.