There is a kind of game played by rural children, called "fighting guerrilla", in fact, it is to bring their own balls made of plastic, plastic fake guns, and then a group of people are divided into two camps within a fixed range, in the gun, fighting, there is chasing, there is searching, as well as shooting, hitting, although it is said to be a fixed range, but no one will fix themselves, with two legs can still not run away? Although this game is played by rural children, there are also many limitations, lack of physical strength can not keep up, and the mind can not fly far is the first to be eliminated. So even though it's a mini-game, it's also a lot of fun.

Luo Bei looked around, there were people everywhere, all thinking about picking up cheap.

It's like the original game.

Luobei went through several eliminations before he really caught up with that group of people, all of whom were older students from the same village.

So where will it be?

Luobei substituted himself into...

I'm very badly injured...

I can't keep up with my physical strength a little....

My blood is flowing down....

So I can't go very far...

Because I also have to deal with my own footprints and bloodstains.

And the news will definitely spread ...

So I need a safe, unobtrusive place.

It's all plains.

The trees are sparse, and the flowers and plants are knee-high, so you can see them at a glance.

So where would the real safe place be?

The previous town can divert their attention ...

However, people come and go, whether it is gas or smell, it is easy to be exposed.

So near town...

All the strong ones are there, and it's easy to be exposed.

So the only way to do this is to follow behind the weak and take the opportunity to hide.

There are too many underdogs...

It's just too much.....

will attract the attention of the truly strong ...

So...

Only hide yourself ....

Luo Bei walked slowly, deducing quickly in his mind.

A place where people don't care about it, and it hides the smell of blood...

Luo Bei looked down at the dirt under his feet.

Yes, it's the only place here, and I've been in it myself.

But in which position?

Luo Bei had no choice for a while, so he continued to walk slowly alone.

At night, some unknown creatures and plants begin to glow faintly, illuminating the plain, and through this glowing light, one tent after another can be clearly seen.

Luo Bei was lying on the ground, his arm resting on his head, chewing on an unknown stem, tasting the fishy bitter taste, and his eyes kept wandering between the tents.

"System, you said that if I were a villain, I would launch a night attack now, would they be wiped out?"

"Insufficient data, start calculus ....."

"Host data substitution...."

"Get the answer, the host is badly injured, and the rest of the people here are all dead. ”

The system honestly carries out intelligence to the end.

Hehe....

Luo Bei chuckled.

"Oh, what are you laughing at?"

Someone suddenly walked out, sat next to Luo Bei, and looked down at him.

Luo Bei looked over, it was the man who had provided him with information before.

Sean, Sean Simir.

The tuxedo is tightly groomed, and the nobility is still the same, but the face is very pale, the lips are colorless, and the bright eyes are a little cloudy.

"Sean ....."

Luo Bei sat up and said hello.

Sean smiled mildly and continued with the question just now:

"You haven't answered yet, what were you laughing at just now, can you tell me?"

Luo Bei coughed dryly, feeling a little embarrassed.

If you think about how to destroy them yourself, are you embarrassed to say it?

"Didn't I see that they weren't very guarded, so I wondered if I could capture them if it was me. ”

That's a decent answer.

Sean was stunned, then laughed.

"We're there, but you're thinking about how to kill us? Is that really good?"

Luo Bei felt embarrassed again.

"Ahem... Isn't this boring? Imagination..."

Sean shook his head helplessly, and his gaze shifted away.

"As far as the eye can see.... That's a few thousand people..."

Sean muttered, his eyes flashing with a hint of gloom, and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

Luo Bei smiled disdainfully:

"The guerrillas are scattered, it's not worth mentioning, I'm afraid the real effect is still the strong man hidden in the dark, when the time comes... These nearly 1,000 people are probably cannon fodder. ”

Sean was stunned again and looked around, but it was only pitch black, like a black curtain, and he couldn't see anything.

"Cannon fodder .... Aren't these nearly 1,000 people counting you?"

Luo Bei shook his head.

"I'm not like them, I'm not going to die. And..."

Under the half-saint, I have nothing to fear!

Naturally, the second half of the sentence would not be spoken, so Sean looked at Luo Bei in a daze, not guessing what Luo Bei was thinking.

After a long silence, Sean suddenly coughed softly, his voice low but intense, and his cheeks became rosy as a result.

"You're hurt?"

Luo Bei asked curiously.

Sean was still coughing and couldn't answer, so he just waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

The night passed peacefully, and for the next few days, Sean followed Luo Bei's side, and he didn't say any reason, and Luo Bei didn't bother to ask, after all, a sick number also needs to be taken care of.

Half a month has passed, and there is no news about the monster.

Luo Bei and Sean have been wandering on the edge of the "big army", separated by thousands of meters, they can only see faintly, but they can't feel anything.

The reason for this is because Luobei inexplicably feels the crisis, the crisis of death.

Here, in addition to the monsters that will appear at any time, there is also the injured demi-saint level monster.

On this day, the two of them were still walking slowly.

Sean asked curiously:

"I don't think you're on guard. ”

Luo Bei nodded:

"There's always a feeling of being targeted, but nothing is noticed. ”

Hearing this, Sean nodded thoughtfully, and didn't speak again, but the complexion on his face became more and more ugly.

After a few more days, the sense of crisis became even stronger.

Luo Bei and Sean no longer walked forward, but just wandered around, sometimes arranging a few traps, although it was definitely useless, but even if it couldn't do effective damage, it could still be controlled for a while, and this moment was enough to do a lot of things.

Sean had been watching Luo Bei set up the trap, amazed by the special effects of the trap, but he didn't say much.

"Here we are...."

Sean, who was leaning against the tree, suddenly spoke.

Luo Bei was stunned at first, but immediately reacted and flashed to the side with Sean.

"Zizizi...."

A shadow flickered, and the grass and trees in place were completely corroded, and black smoke wafted from it.

"The demonized death worm, good at walking underground, good at devouring, there is a small eye above the mouthparts, which can release light similar to the "corrosive light", the strength of the half-saint level, the average half-saint is not its opponent, the original body has been demonized, the strength is very high, close to the holy weapon, the flesh is full of saliva, and it is very corrosive. ”

Sean slowly introduced behind Luo Bei.