89. Who's dead (3)

"Wait, everybody! There are lights ahead! Maybe it's a street lamp or a house or something, let's hurry up! ”

At this moment, I don't know when I walked to the front to inquire about the situation, Fran, who had no sense of existence, suddenly said loudly.

"Lights?"

Hearing this, the flamingo turned his head and looked towards the place that Fran was pointing, and Zhou Keer also cooperated very well to shine the light of the mobile phone in that direction.

"No? Did you see that? ”

The flamingo tilted his head, his tone was as flat as a declarative sentence, and asked Zhou Ke'er and the sands between his fingers.

"No, I don't see it either."

Zhou Ke'er shook her head.

As for the sand between his fingers, he was still panting, and he didn't look over there at all.

"Oh, no, that's right, I actually found it through the title skill."

Fran was stunned for a moment, and then quickly explained.

Zhou Ke'er glanced at Fran in surprise when she heard this, but she didn't expect this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes to also have a title... Isn't the title all rotten now? Are all the nightmare difficulty dungeons so easy to pass?

Speaking of which, I don't know the titles of Flamingo and Finger Sand, but they can be considered to have passed the Dense Mist difficulty module, and they should be able to generate titles.

Thinking like this, Zhou Ke'er quietly leaned over to the flamingo and rubbed her little hands excitedly: "What, I haven't asked you what your title is, let's communicate first, and if we encounter any situation later, we should prepare in advance, hehehe." ”

β€œ...”

Flamingo glanced at Zhou Ke'er with ill intentions in his eyes, and couldn't understand how this guy could orgasm no matter how he asked for a title, but since Zhou Ke'er was so obvious, Flamingo naturally couldn't fulfill his wish.

β€œA secret makes a woman woman.”

Flamingo uttered an old era English quote with a blank face and a fluent accent, well, probably a famous quote, a certain Belmode, who did not want to be named, nodded in conviction.

"Tsk..."

Of course, Zhou Keer understood, and couldn't help but show an unhappy face for a villain who failed to succeed in his tricks.

"Let's go, don't linger here. I had a sense of foreboding. ”

The sand between his fingers, who had finally recovered, sweated on his forehead, and set up half a flag without knowing it, and then urged weakly: "We must at least hurry up to the highway, I don't know what will be here, even if the supernatural background is removed, there may be beasts and the like, with our current situation, there will definitely be heavy casualties for the beasts." ”

But what he said did make sense, and Zhou Ke'er walked in this dark ghost place for a while, and he was indeed a little impatient, so he didn't say anything unexpectedly, and stretched out his hand to help the flamingo hold the sand between his fingers, and followed Fran who was leading the way in front.

Although Fran said that there was a light ahead, but... The side of the crowd was still so dark, and even though they had walked forward for a while, they still didn't see the light that Fran had spoken.

The cold wind howled more violently, and the temperature in the mountains and forests at night could be said to be extremely low, which was not a good situation for Zhou Ke'er and a group of disabled people.

The road ahead is the same mud, fallen leaves, gravel.

Zhou Ke'er, who was glancing around, found that the flamingo's lips had begun to turn pale and blue, although she had not suffered any major injuries, but the wound in her lower abdomen had been bleeding, and she had been walking, and she had not treated it in advance, so the wound had not yet scabbed.

The slightly coagulated blood stuck the flesh and clothes that came out of the wound, and each step would tear the clothes and the wound slightly, although it was not painful to the bone marrow, but the continuous small pain was also a great torture to the human spirit.

But even so, the flamingo still maintained a paralyzed face, staring ahead with empty eyes, and holding the sand between his fingers, without saying a word.

"Oh! Now everyone can see it, right? Right there! ”

At this moment, Fran finally pointed to the small spot of light in front of him with a little cheer.

Just when everyone saw that point of light, suddenly, without warning, a faint light spread from there.

No, not creeping over, exactly, but... Well, from that one street lamp to the other side, there was a street lamp every other distance, and now it's just one by one.

What surprised everyone the most was... The ground on the right side, which was just a place of humus and gravel, has turned into a smooth concrete pavement, which looks like an ordinary road.

"Oh... S.H.I.T.”

Zhou Keer subconsciously popped out a sentence letter by letter.

The sanity value on the status bar dropped sharply by about 5%.

"Emergency calls, also there."

The flamingo raised his hand and pointed to the location of the street lamp at the beginning, and said coldly. There was a hint of tremor in his voice involuntarily, as if he had just pulled the wound from the movement of his hand.

When everyone heard this, they immediately quickened their pace, and they arrived at that position in a short time.

The road was empty, and there wasn't a single vehicle coming and going. But this is a remote place, and this situation is normal.

Next to the lamp stood a half-human-tall thing that looked like a mailbox, and the top half was an open red box with the words "emergency number" sprayed on it with white paint.

Zhou Ke'er stretched out his hand to pull the red box open, well, as he expected, it was empty except for some cobwebs scattered all over the corners, and it had accumulated some thick dust, which was blown everywhere with the night wind that suddenly poured in.

"Look, I'll just say there's absolutely no such thing."

Zhou Keer shrugged helplessly.

Along the way, because his injuries were not serious, his physical strength did not decrease again. But... The flamingo and the sand between the fingers are different, and the estimated physical strength is already at the danger line.

【Main Quest I.Completed】

[Follow-up quest generating: Main quest II.]

[Main quest II.: You finally found the emergency number, only to find that there is only an empty shell left, and the phone inside has long been gone. Desperate, you rack your brains to find a way to save yourself.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration strikes you. As you remember, when you went up the mountain, you saw a simple log cabin at the foot of the mountain, which was supposed to be inhabited, and seemed to be able to spend the night.

There is also a small inn at the bottom of the mountain, but it is a bit far from here, and you have to walk a little further down the mountain to get there.

Now you are faced with both choices. 】

[Note: Route selection will directly affect the subsequent plot of the module, please choose carefully]

"Oh, it's okay..."

Zhou Ke'er groaned.

According to the normal way of thinking, you should choose to go to a hotel. After all, this kind of mod is similar to a horror movie, and going to this kind of hut in the mountains is equivalent to suicide.

But the problem is that the physical condition of the flamingo and the finger sand is obviously impossible to support the hotel. Moreover, even if you grit your teeth and go there, with three of the four people breaking their legs, you don't know that you will reach the Year of the Monkey.

It would be nice if there was a player who could first aid or have a healing title, but unfortunately there isn't.

"Hmm... What do you think? ”

Fran asked weakly at the flamingos.

"Inn."

"Inn, of course."

The flamingo and the sand between the fingers said in unison.

"Although that's what I thought too... But..."

Fran was stunned when he heard this, hesitated slightly, and glanced at the flamingo and the sand between his fingers.

"Is that all you want to kill yourself? With the amount of stamina you have left, and the debuff that hangs, going to the inn is killing yourself. ”

Zhou Ke'er frowned, although he had not learned emergency treatment or hemostasis, after all, he was only a psychiatrist, and he was transferred from archaeology, but he also knew that emergency measures were not as simple as they seemed.

Bandaging to stop bleeding sounds like it's easy, but in fact, if it is operated in the hands of a layman, there is a high chance that it will cause secondary damage to the wound, and it is also possible to stick the strip of cloth used for bandaging with the wound, which will not only cause infection, but also tear the wound again when the bandage is disassembled later.

The same goes for bones and the like. This is why Zhou Keer didn't suggest Flamingo and Finger Sand to treat their wounds from the beginning, because that would be tantamount to... Uh, chronic suicide? That's pretty much it.

And, even if you're lucky, there's nothing wrong with manual treatment, and you're dealing with wounds in this environment... Forget it, this is the stupidest thing that normal people know.

So, now they have to choose to go to the cabin first, in a relatively "safe" environment that will not be so cold.

Unless... Zhou Keer left others to go to the hotel by herself? Forget it... To act alone is to think that your life is too long.