It's a magical and terrifying place.

The closer you get to where the lighthouse is, the more obvious the changes in flora and fauna, mutations, duplications, and everything is moving towards a chaotic trend.

At first, the change was very slight, and many animals and plants Ye Qianhu could clearly know what they were, but later, even the boundaries between animals and plants became blurred. The same plant exhibits a variety of plant traits, and the animal's body carries leaves or flowers that belong to the plant, and the animal's body can only make Ye Qianhu vaguely guess what kind of creature the DNA that occupies most of its body.

The nine-day exploration journey deepened his understanding of Shimmer. Not only did he use the barrier of space to perceive, but during this period, he didn't know how many times he probed his spiritual power out of protection, and at the cost of these spiritual powers being polluted and discarded, he felt the more and more intense refraction in the glimmer again and again.

Even, he occasionally removed one hand from the protection of the space, making that hand bloody, and at the same time, allowing him to constantly test the shimmer. Even later, in order to understand this process more intuitively, Ye Qianhu let his spiritual power penetrate the inside of that hand along the blood vessels, and perceive it in a relatively microscopic way.

"No entry, trespassers will be prosecuted."

Passing through the gate with a meaningless slogan, Ye Qianhu walked into this abandoned place.

This is probably the most obvious landmark that Ye Qianhu has seen so far, the map of Blackwater National Park has been engraved in his memory, and the location of this camp is less than two days away from the lighthouse on the coast.

When Ye Qianhu came here, it was already late, and the sun in the sky that was refracted with colored circles was about to disappear. And this is also the temporary resting point that Ye Qianhu chose for himself.

The concrete walls of the camp are covered with colorful mold, and they are everywhere, growing and multiplying in the camp like tumor cells.

After Ye Qianhu collected some samples of mold, he went to the camp's canteen.

The cafeteria had not been used for too long, the electrical system had long since failed, and it could only be barely lit by a little light leaking through the window, making it a great place to shoot a horror movie.

There used to be people like Ye Qianhu who used this place as a temporary stop, and in the empty hall of the cafeteria, Ye Qianhu saw the bed and quilt, and the dust on them was slightly less than that of other places.

In the past three years, the official sent a number of exploration teams into it, and Ye Qianhu didn't know which team these things were, and most likely, the last team, that is, the exploration team led by the real Kane.

Not only these beddings, but also more debris they left behind on the ground, all kinds of household garbage, weapons and ammunition, and even a light machine gun.

In one corner of the cafeteria, a blackboard was erected that had been removed from nowhere, on which the layout of the camp was drawn in chalk, and the location of the outpost.

Next to it was a person's name, pasted on a red wooden board with a yellow note, and the name on it Ye Qianhu had a clear memory, although he only glanced at it in a hurry.

"Peyton, Meyer, Kane, Shirley", Ye Qianhu's gaze swept over these names, and these names also confirmed that this was what the last exploration team left a year ago.

Behind each name is a time, and combined with the structural diagram next to it, it is clear that these soldiers use this camp as a base of operations, and the list and time are their duty schedule.

It's just that some of these names have been crossed out, and it's not hard to guess that every name crossed out is the death of a soldier.

After a brief glance here and a note of the layout of the camp, Ye Qianhu went straight to a wooden table near the window.

On the dust-covered table, a sealed bag was deliberately placed there, in stark contrast to the mess around it.

If it can be observed, it can be seen that at this time, a pocket-like shape appeared on Ye Qianhu's spatial barrier, and in the blink of an eye, the sealed bag was wrapped in it, forming a small space formed by the spatial barrier. Then this small space and the space where Ye Qianhu was located merged into one, and the sealed bag finally fell into Ye Qianhu's hands.

The process was a bit cumbersome, but necessary, to avoid the ubiquitous and increasingly intense refraction effects affecting his body.

On the dirty sealed bag, the scrawled words "For the latecomers."

"I think I should be a latecomer," Ye Qianhu muttered to himself, took out the small memory card from the sealed bag, took out a DV from the system space, and installed the memory card inside.

There was only one video file in the entire memory card, and Ye Qianhu knew what was in it, but it didn't prevent him from watching it again.

"Are you alright?"

The footage of the video is chaotic, the camera is shaking, and it is obvious that someone is holding a tool such as a handheld DV to shoot. It's night, the scene is dim, and someone is holding a flashlight to illuminate them.

A voice sounded in the video, it was Kane, he asked the person who was filming, and he didn't know if he got a response, so he came to the man in the middle of the frame.

The man was shirtless, he was sitting on a chair as if it was in a bathroom or something, with filth everywhere and water under his feet that didn't reach his ankles.

The man in the chair looked as if he had been suddenly awakened from his sleep, and the expression on his face was painful, and he was trying to endure something.

Next to him, several soldiers who were also shirtless pressed against his body, pressing him to the chair to prevent him from moving.

Well, it's a scene that makes you think about it too often.

"Are you ready?" Kane patted the man's face, trying to make him more conscious.

The man nodded heavily, "Alright." ”

Kane pulled out a sharp dagger and grabbed it in his right hand, glanced at the camera, then came to the chair and lowered his body, pressed his left hand to the lower edge of his ribs, and asked again, "Is it okay?" ”

"Okay, okay...", the camera moving down didn't capture the man's face, only his trembling voice mixed with fear kept coming. He knew that he was scared to know what Kane was going to do, but he didn't mean to refuse the other party to do so, and even desperately hoped that Kane would hurry.

Sure that the other party was really ready, Kane raised the dagger against the skin of the man's lower abdomen, hesitated for a moment, and then pressed the dagger hard!

The sharpness of the dagger pressed against the man's skin, but as Kane continued to exert force, the dagger immediately pierced the obstructed skin, and red blood began to flow down the skin from where the dagger had pierced.

In the strong light after the strong focus of the flashlight, this dazzling red is particularly dazzling!