Survival on the island, she works as a high-energy eater on a raft

Yan Zi twitched the corner of his mouth.

Her internship...how could she be bigger than she was back then?

"There is no retirement statement in my twenties. I was in a mental hospital."

The main thing is sincerity.

"Also... have you ever seen Zisu?"

Apart from my elder brother, what I miss the most is Zisu, "She is a very beautiful young girl. If I see her, I will never forget her."

"She looks a bit like the girl I was with just now. She also has big wavy curly hair, which is very eye-catching like... a rose."

"I've heard of this senior."

Ding Xiang's tone softened a little, fearing that her emotional ups and downs would be too big and the wound would burst, "But I haven't seen her when I came... The captain said that she is no longer here."

Yanzi was much calmer than she imagined.

Just downcast and silent.

"Ah, the captain is here!"

Ding Xiang glanced at the message on the panel, stood up excitedly and looked out, then straightened her clothes and hair as if thinking of something on the way.

Yanzi also became nervous because of her expression.

She hadn't seen Yan Hui for a long time, and she never thought that he was still alive before that...

The curtain of the tent was suddenly raised gently by a slender white hand, and a thin young man walked in with his head bowed.

The snow-white shirt was blown slightly by the wind.The slightly long, short, crow-colored hair is soft and close to the neck, and the ultimate appearance without a single flaw is breathtaking, as if the creator had carefully carved out a work of art.

Those eyes are as clear as lake gems, and they are always peaceful and gentle when looking at people.

He was much thinner than when he left home, the bones under his pale wrists were more obvious, and even the blood vessels were clearly visible, but he was more attractive.

"Azi."

A familiar face and a familiar voice appeared at the same time, and Yan Zi was finally convinced that Yan Hui was standing in front of him at this moment.

She came back to her senses, reached out and tentatively touched the corner of his clothes.

This was the first day his father led him in. At that time, she was still very small, so that was how she recognized her new brother.

"Azi, it's me."

The young man leaned over gently to meet her gaze, "I'm not dead."

This kind of place is not suitable for reminiscing about the past, Yan Zi's expression suddenly became serious.

"Then your data shows..."

"Shh."

The young man suddenly raised an index finger to signal her to keep silent, with a bit of indescribable fear in his eyes, he leaned closer and said, "That's fake, Azi, look at the seventh page of illustrated book No. 60, is there a A black figure?"

Yanzi clicked to open it.

In a corner that I hadn't noticed before, there was indeed a calamity creature lit up.

But what is shown above is -

Yan fen.

"What exactly is going on?"

The originally messy clues suddenly became even more chaotic. Yan Zi really did not expect that, without being polluted and distorted, a well-behaved living person would be judged as a disaster creature.

There was a wry smile on Yan Hui's face.

"Before I fell into a coma that day, the Lord of Withering looked at me."

"withered?"

Yanzi's impression of withering is limited to the black swan and the bunch of withered bats.

As for the withering god itself, I have never seen it before.

"Yes, withering is a sign of death, so..."

Yan Hui suddenly and slowly took off the glove on his hand.The moment he saw his right hand clearly, Yan Zi's pupils trembled.

The palm that should have been slender was now dark and decayed, like a mummy that had been dead for a long time, and it was incompatible with his clean and moist demeanor.

"elder brother?"

Yan Zi rarely called out to him.

Yan Hui put the glove back on and shook her head to indicate that she was fine.

"Don't worry, it doesn't matter now..."

He pulled Yanzi to sit down.

The brother and sister finally met again, but they both frowned and looked serious.

"When I was about to die that day, I merged into the district... There must have been some bug. So don't tell others that I'm still alive."

He pulled down the collar a little bit, and there was nothing on the cold white neck.

"It's also luck."

Yan Zi didn't ask him where his coat went, it's lucky to be alive in such a place.

"Do not."

Yan Hui looked distressed, "Zisu...she was the last one to die before the merger."

Yan Zi was speechless.

The dead are already dead, but those who are still alive must continue to live, so the atmosphere of silence only lasted for a moment, before Yan Hui brought up the business.

"Azi, do you still remember the hypothesis about doors mentioned earlier?"

"remember."

"This is true."

Yan Hui took a small wooden stick and drew three circles on the ground.

In the first two circles, write the real world and the game world respectively.

"I think you should have already guessed something. First of all, there is a door between reality and the game. This is also the passage for disaster creatures and us to enter, and water is the main carrier."

"I've asked many players, and almost all of their opportunities to enter the game are related to water. The alliance already knows this, and through this opportunity, many players have been sent in."

"But the most important thing is this..." He pointed to the last third circle.

"There may also be a door between the Lord of Calamity and the game world. The first door in front is useless, even ordinary disasters can enter and exit, let alone trap the Lord of Calamity. So in other words, This is the cell where they are actually held."

These are almost the same as what she had guessed before.

Yanzi nodded and added, "The troublesome disaster we encountered before is the master of dreams. It has no specific outline, it's just a cloud of fog."

"So, this master must have a special ability, so he can break through the second door and enter and exit freely." Yan Hui nodded in the third circle.

"But one thing, its entity should still be trapped inside. And apart from dreams, it probably won't be able to appear at any time."

"Azi, have you thought about a question?" He suddenly looked up at his sister.

Yanzi understood, lowered his eyes and whispered, "Why does the disaster world want to arrest human players?"

Yan Hui pressed one hand on her shoulder, and it was cold through the glove.

He lowered his voice, his face was snow-white, with trembling compassion, "That's because the second door needs blood sacrifices, so they can come out... So many people have died so far, the door has begun to loosen..."

"But it's not completely impossible, we still have a hope."

Yan Zi raised his eyes to look at him, and heard the last sentence in a hoarse voice——

"As long as it's a door, it can have a lock."

"Lock?"

Covering the painful wound, Yan Zi stood there in a daze.

The young man's slender fingertips suddenly touched the back of her neck lightly, and the red rope with the black pendant was hooked out and fell into view.

"This is the lock of the second door."

"But the thing that can lock the Lord of Calamity cannot be easily used by you and me. We can only use other methods..."