Red Mist Games

The old base of the Ethics Society in N City and the ruins of the Red Mist base on the ground in N City burned for three days and three nights.

The factory chemical oil originally used to cover up the existence of the Red Mist underground base had flowed far and wide in this explosion, causing the entire above ground base of Hong Mist to be burned into ruins by crude oil.

Although the base was already the ruins of the Red Mist base abandoned by the doctor, but now, not a single brick or tile of the base on the ground of the Red Mist is white, and everything has turned black and ruined, becoming 100% ruins.

Crude oil also polluted the water stream near Red Mist's aboveground base.

Today, when sunlight shines on the water, it will reflect colorful colors, which is an unhealthy turbid color.

Simply, this water flow was cut off in the southeast of City N, which was the territory of an unknown force. Some force unexpectedly saved a river in the end of the world out of kindness.

In the southeast of City N, in a certain village in the city.

City N used to be a relatively prosperous city. In addition to the high-rise buildings in the city, there were also urban villages in the corners.

Once upon a time, this place should be the most smoky place in the city.

Today, it is still the most popular place in the city.

Yes, pyrotechnics turned into popularity, because, from having a lot of good people here to having a lot of people.

"Hey! The one without the mouth! Come over here today to catch the fish!"

A man with a few strands of hair hanging from his head, one eye blind, and a mouthless man with a flat and concave lower half of his face limped to the edge of the colorful water according to the command, and jumped into the muddy water... …

"Find these crude oil well! Brothers will have food tonight!"

The mouthless man nodded obediently. He still had many wounds on his body, and direct contact with dirty water would inevitably cause irritation. But he couldn't scream without a mouth, so he could only express his pain with a painful expression.

On the shore, the person who gave him the order to fish for oil walked away slowly, completely ignoring the pain on his face, and chatted loudly as he walked: "Brother, you can do it, thanks to your advice to save this ugly guy The mouthless guy, we didn’t kill him, now we’re making a lot of money, and we can lie down and be the boss hehehe!”

"Of course, what kind of business sense do I have? Of course you have to listen to me!"

"Yes, yes, you said so!"

"Hmph! The pastor of the Salvation Church is coming tonight, right? You go get ready first, let's talk about the crystal nucleus with this oil tonight!"

"Ah? Isn't this oil reserved for the old school..."

"Are you stupid?! As soon as we have a big boss in the speculative team, we must pay whoever bids the most! We are not a team hired by the old school! Why do we have to give it to him?!"

"Ah! Yes, yes, you are right!!"

In the colorful river, the mouthless man who fished for oil has been silently fishing for oil, his stomach growled, he was very hungry, but he had no food to eat.

He was very miserable, and he was caught by some capitalist force and injured as a white worker.

Simply, luckily among misfortunes, he is the only one who fishes for oil in this river.

The group of speculators also walked away.

He took off his disguise and began to pant...

His brows, eyes, bridge of nose, and mouth are all in good condition, but it is very vicissitudes and there are some residual blood scratches——

That's right, he is Chen Shui.

Chen Shui who survived the catastrophe.

He changed his vest and reappeared——

After others survive a catastrophe, they will surely have future blessings, but after he survives a catastrophe, there will be disasters.

After taking a few breaths of air that was not considered fresh, he put on the disguise of a man without a mouth again, and worked hard to pick up oil and start a white job.

God knows where he drifted with the current.

In short, he was picked up by a speculators squad, rescued, and then forced to become a proletarian, working for the capitalists.

His body was full of injuries, and the rescue team rescued him, but not completely.

The main reason is that the crash injury was too serious. If there is no powerful healing system user who randomly selects a lucky person to help him transfer the wound, his injury will be difficult to cure.

This can be understood as the debuff caused by serious injuries to the superhuman.

Only those with healing abilities are nurses, who can remove negative effects, and other abilities are useless.

At this moment, he was forced to soak his scab-covered body in dirty water, and he would be beaten if he didn't get oil. He was comparable to a black slave in a certain country in the last century. He recovered very slowly from his injuries. An ordinary person would probably have died .

But he is a person with supernatural powers, so he will only suffer from pain and cannot use supernatural powers, and will not die.

He overheard the chatter of the Opportunity Squad, and a few words entered his ears and took note: Salvationist, pastor, oil, old school.

Half a year later, even if he was seriously injured, he was still very sharp.

If it were him in a normal situation, he might have started to connect the stories with these few words at this time, but unfortunately he is not normal now, he is in a weak state of debuff, and he can't use his brain very much.

He simply memorized these four words.

He has been fishing for oil, from dark to dawn, pain invaded his whole body, sunset and sunrise, his body became wrinkled, and some wounds even started to turn green (I don't know why), finally, he finished fishing Oiled up, climbed out of the current.

The unclean water fell from his body to the ground drop by drop, and finally the oil collector came running in the distance.

"Hey! You're so ugly! Go back to the village! You just happened to be in time for the big boss to distribute food, hahaha!"

"Tch! This dumb guy is so lucky! I thought there would be one less person to rob me tonight!"

"Let's move quickly and go back to get a wave after moving!"

"Mmmmmmm!"

Wuzui flinched from being squeezed out by them, picked up his dirty and wet pants, and limped towards the village in the city.

The village in the city has been transformed into a village in the last days.

A meaningless three-meter-high barbed wire fence that could not stop the evolutionaries was built around the village, and various strange human voices came from inside.

"Ka Ka Ka Ka! Give it to me!! Give it to me!!! You bastard!"

"You're the only ****!"

"I can******!"

"Gimme it!!! Just do it!!!"

"*****"

"***"

amount.

That is to say, there are people who say dirty things, and people who do dirty things.

Wuzui has been here for a few days, and he was really scared and bullied at the beginning.

But when he was bullied for the first time, he directly took a setting that he would go crazy if he was pushed to a desperate situation, and then he would die.

So now almost everyone dislikes him and excludes him, not daring to really mess with him.

Because the people who came to this village wanted to live, and they didn't want to die, so they were all a little shocked by the oppressive feeling that they had to die when the mouthless fish was caught.

In addition, Wuzui is really honest, and basically doesn't talk if he doesn't provoke him, ah, it's not that he can't speak at all, and basically doesn't interact with the villagers if he doesn't provoke him.

So the villagers would occasionally spit on him, cut his hair, burned him, beat him, kicked him, and would not do anything out of the ordinary.

"Heh ~ tui!"

When Wuzui passed the gate of the village, he was spat on by the guard above and hit his head directly, which was extremely disgusting.

The man picked his nose, leaned back tactically, and said in a strange way: "Oh, who am I? It's you, a dumb person who can't speak~ Lala, come in, come in, you really know how to pick something Come back, you are the only one who is not fun at all, and you are not capable of playing with me~ Get out, get out~~"

Wuzui clenched his fist...then stretched out his hand tremblingly to wipe off the sticky stuff on his forehead, looking terrified.

He limped into the village and didn't see any villagers for a long way. He just continued to listen to the laughing and laughing of the man who was spitting at him behind him.

Chen Shui: I can bear...

This is not the first time he has encountered such a thing.

In this village these days, he really bears the burden of humiliation.

However, thinking about the good, at least it proves that his mouthless vest is standing firmly:
A mother who used to be a participant in the Red Mist game, who was congenitally stunted due to being experimented in the womb, an ordinary person who has no mouth but has a body that can carry it, and an ordinary person who has not mutated after exposure to the Red Mist people.

That's right, this is Chen Shui's mouthless character design.

After these days of enduring humiliation, his mouthless vest finally convinced all the villagers...

He limped and walked for a while, when he heard some noisy voices not far away.

Salvation Church, pastor, he remembered those two words.

Although I don't know why these two words related to religion suddenly appeared in the red mist, the owner of these two words was described by the speculative team as the big boss, and just now it was said that the big boss is giving out food...

hiss.

No.

He felt his brain throbbing.

It's still hard for him to think, the debuff is strong now.

In short, the place with the voice in front should be the pastor of the Salvation Church distributing food... Coo coo coo, his stomach growled.

He is so hungry.

As an honest villager, he is going to collect food now.

By the way, look at what that Salvation Church and pastor is.

The night wind was cold, blowing over his wet body, making him shiver uncontrollably.

In any case, it is completely impossible to find Zhao Tietie and Mu Xiangrong to meet up in this situation now... His goal is to survive, survive the debuff, and leave this urban village, so it is more realistic.

Poor Brother Shui has fallen into the countryside, and the glory of the former Creator is no longer (not).

There is a Chinese-style church built in this urban village, which was completed not long ago and is very new.

Forbidden City-style Chinese-style eaves and uncoordinated glazed-toned Western-style windows, the two styles are harmoniously integrated into one building.

There is also a symbolic sign above the church - a three-dimensional Möbius ring plus a triangle.

When Wuzui saw this sign from a distance, his brain began to constrict again. He always thought subconsciously, forgetting that he couldn't think now or he would feel very uncomfortable.

He slowly approached the church, limping, it took him at least a few hours to walk all the way from the river, and the green wounds on his body returned to normal.

However, just as he was about to approach the church, a sharp evolutionist cry suddenly came from the closed glass door of the church.

"Keck keke keke !!!"

He was horrified.

The door of the church was opened, and the scene inside was printed in his eyes——

A man with a black hat on his face, a black coir raincoat on his body, and a black cloth covering his face, completely invisible, stood on the pulpit of the church.

He held a LV7 vampire in his left hand, and his right hand rose into the mouth of the vampire held in his left hand, and was sucked dry of blood in an instant.

He threw the vampire to the ground, allowing the accompanying believers to control it, then raised his right hand and shouted "The Fog God is Eternal!!!", and in the next second, his right hand returned to normal!

A withered arm instantly returned to a full state!
Medical miracle! !
He raised his right hand high and turned his body clockwise so that all the villagers listening to the sermon could see him. The villagers could not see his face but could feel his enthusiasm and the sincerity in his tone:

"Master Wushen, who is omniscient and omnipotent, will lead our Salvation Society to survive in the red mist! My right hand is the real work of Mrs. Wushen!! The red mist is eternal! The Wushen is eternal!"

"Everyone! The red mist is the punishment given by the gods! It cannot be escaped and cannot be avoided! Everyone should devoutly inhale the red mist and piously repent to the fog god! The red mist is eternal!! The fog god is eternal!!"

"Everyone! Join our Salvation Society and join us with the Wu God! We will become half-brothers in the desperate red mist!! Shared resources are protected by believers chosen by the Fog God!! Join our Salvation Society! Right now! Pray with me—the red mist is eternal!!! The fog god is eternal!!!”

Some villagers began to shout slogans with him:

"The red mist is eternal! The fog god is eternal!"

"The red mist is eternal!! The fog god is eternal!!"

"The red mist is eternal!!! The fog god is eternal!!!"

Outside the door, Wuzui lost his footing and fell to the ground.

... heresy.

This horse riding is a cult! !

Quick, run! ! !
No matter how hungry he is, Wuzui doesn't want to be involved in this sect with weird beliefs.

God, he couldn't believe the ideas these people were preaching...

The red mist is eternal? ?The fog god is eternal? ?
Where did the fog god come from? ? ?
Isn't the red mist something that the doctor researched that can change people's genes and make people mutate into supernatural beings or evolutionaries!

This idea promoted by the Salvationists - is fundamentally wrong!
He is really hard to believe! !

However, the fanatical preacher will not let go of any villager who may join the sect.

Just when Wuzui got up in a panic and wanted to leave the church after running out of food, a few big believers appeared beside him.

The mouthless legs stopped limping at once, and the two legs were able to run alternately.

However, he couldn't run against the big believers at all. Among the big believers, there was a man who ran extremely fast, like a rabbit. When he ran, he couldn't even see the legs of his lower body.

Wuzui was severely grabbed by the sprinter, and then thrown into the church, where he continued to listen to the sermon.

"Congee." The sprinter continued his routine and handed him a bag. It said it was porridge, but he couldn't see a single grain of rice. It was purely water soaked in rice: "Drink it, and become a teacher."