The emergence of competitors has brought a lot of fun to the calm investigation life.

The men hurried to the shore, and then hurried back to the ship, unloading the supplies onto land little by little.

There are not enough extraordinary people to guide and support, and most of the team members are sailors, which directly leads to the division of labor of the entire team, and problems begin to arise after arriving in the fog of history.

For example, the person in charge tried to use the speech to guarantee unity, but nothing happened.

The person in charge tried to use the plan to build the camp, but the gang was like hired pirates, from the beginning they did not think to develop seriously, and directly began to rummage through suitable places to be used as camps, and the command was frighteningly inefficient.

Theoretically, there are no such traces near the harbor camp, and even if there are, they have been cleaned up by Ke Li and others.

But the surprising situation happened, these unreliable looking guys actually found the abandoned tent camp they wanted in the jungle clearing not too far from the coast.

Ke Li saw it in his eyes and thought in his heart: This place is indeed very wrong, just like the fog of history has responded to the wishes of these people, and directly generated strange tents of unknown origin for them.

Judging by the style of the team on Colley's side, this kind of eccentric place should never be inhabited, and the stay should be kept as short as possible, but this group of competitors happily carried barrels and crates and put everything there.

Flanders: "It must not have been a trap we created, it must have been their arrival that triggered some precursor to some precursor in the fog of history. We can observe and learn from the lessons and determine the general rules of the area."

Colley: "I'll go and see, it's not too far away, and if there are no extraordinary people in their team, there is no threat to me."

The others had no opinion, and Colley began to walk in purgatory, approaching the distant fleet like a ghost.

These people have a lot of supplies, but the quality of the materials is not very good.

Most of the things in the weapon box are traditional sailor machetes, digging shovels, miners' hoes, pathfinder hooks and the like, while most of the things in the gun case are ordinary black powder and bullets.

It may be that they did not expect that there would be so many reefs on the edge of the coast, and that there were few suitable places to dock (the entrance to the harbour camp was obscured), resulting in some of the barrels that were not well sealed already suffering from resource damage when they were transported to shore by boats and rafts.

The pickled beast meat and flavored jerky that were originally planned to be used in reserve had to be cleaned and cooked after being wet by seawater, and try to eat them before they rotted and deteriorated, otherwise even zombies might not be happy to eat this thing after it became moldy.

Then there are things like fruits and vegetables, which are also slightly damaged.

"It seems that those extraordinary people are hiding on the ship, planning to use this group of sailors and crew to test the fog of history and ensure their own safety?"

"These people are in a relaxed state of mind, and it may be that their person in charge deliberately deceived them into thinking that this was the mission to explore some desert island."

At the end of the Purgatory Walk, Colley hid in the shadows and rested for a moment, then approached the transparent crowd again.

After the first wave of the rush to shore, the gang also showed some doubts and fatigue, doubting the origin of this camp:

"Speaking of which, those people rushed to the fog of history first, and left so many empty tents, and they haven't been found yet, have they suffered an accident, or have they already fled?"

"I don't know, the fabric of these tents looks like it's been around for a long time, the white fabric is dyed with cream coffee or something, some russet splash spots, I don't know if it's mud or blood from treading water......

"Hey, whatever! At least this place is vacant, and we don't need to spend time cutting down trees, and their broken tents will be thrown away when they can't be used? We've prepared our own tents for camping."

Three or five crew members, dressed in vests and turbans of various colors, kicked their shoes wet with the sea and wrapped them around them

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They dismantled the tent pillars and fabrics, checked for anything useful and valuable, and then threw the wood and cloth into a large bonfire surrounded by stones.

And then the strange happened: ordinary flames seemed to have no effect on these tents and wood.

If you look closely at the sticks, there is no doubt that their surfaces are moldy and rotten, and there are even some wilted small mushrooms in the cracks.

The fabric was also torn apart, and visible cotton wool and dust broke into the air.

But they just can't be lit, and they're like a carpet that keeps out the flames, and they're about to be extinguished.

"Maybe it's just a fireproof fabric that can't be lit, find a place to dig a pit and bury it, find some stones to press it up."

The crew members were inexplicably weak-hearted, and some suggested going back to the ship to ask the person in charge, but the results were not discussed.

"Don't worry about that, just be careful."

"We just collect money to do things, they won't give us any treasures or not, just clean them up."

「……」

The crew pretended nothing had happened and buried the strange thing that couldn't be burned.

After observing it for a while, Colley returned to Camp Harbor and told the others the details of what he had found.

When Flanders heard this, he became a little wary: "Tents and sticks that can't be burned? I'll have to look up the books."

"Hmm...... It is pointed out in ancient books that the dragons have no opinion or interest in the dwarves, but they hate the Zergs, which are monsters with a human appearance above the waist and a disgusting insect body below the waist."

"It is said that the lower half of the Zerg is mostly a strange structure of centipedes, worms, scorpions, and spiders, and their bodies will become very light, and they are also afraid of seawater, fire, and heat."

"The details and characteristics of the tent are a bit like empty insect shells, and if they meet some strange incubation conditions, these zergs may parasitize them as spirits, and they can only be lifted by returning to the real plane."

"On the whole, it should be their number or some characteristics that meet the standard of 'swarm, hatching, so that the omen of the fog of history will appear, although there are some omens on our side, but they are all very slight, and they have all been disposed of."

Mary listened, and her expression was a little disgusting: "Then do we need to try to remind them so that they don't all become worms?" I don't want to deal with those disgusting monsters."

Flanders: "It doesn't make sense, even if we take the risk this time to remind them, they will trigger the same node next time, this kind of thing can only rely on experience and self-realization, let alone ......"

"Zergs don't have to be malicious, they can even communicate and trade."

"It is very common for ancient species in the fog of history to parasitize on the bodies of outsiders and want to be resurrected, and the activation of extraordinary properties is their essence. If those people don't even understand this, they can't save them."

(End of chapter)