My Exclusive Dream Game

Chen Xu stepped back. It was a natural reaction. After a few steps, he reacted again. The noodle shop is so small, where can he retreat?

He stopped and let the white mist envelop him.

In a blink of an eye, there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of his eyes, and even the gate two meters away could not be seen clearly.

He looked back, and the thick fog had filled the entire noodle restaurant. I can't see the wall inside at all, and my vision is pale.

He walked in the direction of the wall, and after six steps, he could finally see the hole in the wall faintly.

"The maximum visibility is about four meters." He estimated it in his mind.

Then he retreated to the door. Take out a flashlight from the backpack, turn on the maximum brightness, and shine it in. The strong light penetrates the dense fog, and it is still white.

Walking forward step by step, about five meters away from the wall, through the beam of the flashlight, I could vaguely see the wall.

It seems that strong torches have little effect, and can increase the visibility by about one meter at most.

He was a little disappointed. After turning off the flashlight, put it back into the side pocket of the backpack. It is daytime, and the flashlight is useless, but at night, it can still come in handy.

Next, he tried to turn on the light switch, but the light did not turn on.

This was not a surprise to him.

Then, he walked into the kitchen, turned on the faucet, and after a whirr of jets, a few drops of water fell and it was gone.

Power cut, water cut, and the war that took place not long ago, and this fog.

Based on this information, he couldn't judge what kind of situation this dream world was in.

"The goal of the first stage is to find out what happened. Since the war happened not long ago, there should be survivors. Where can I find them?"

After thinking for two seconds, he knew where to go.

A few hundred meters away from here, there are several dozen-storey office buildings. For buildings like this, the underground parking lot should be built in accordance with civil air defense standards. After a war, people must have taken refuge there.

After making a decision, he stepped out of the door and walked towards the white mist that was too thick to be removed.

There was silence around him. In the first two dreams, he had become accustomed to this silence and didn't find it unbearable.

It’s just that, looking around, there is thick white fog all around him. All he can see is only a few meters around. The whole person seems to be trapped in this small space, with an invisible sense of oppression. It made him breathless.

With each step, the road stretches forward.

After walking out more than ten meters, he entered the range of the highway. In his line of sight, a car appeared, to be precise, a red taillight. I got closer to see the whole picture of the car.

The car was almost flattened, there was a deep dent on the top, and a few pieces of broken glass could be seen on the ground.

He couldn't help but stopped, a little puzzled, this car was squashed by something. Because there is nothing left from above.

After thinking for a while, he didn't have any clues, so he didn't waste time here, and continued to walk forward, but the whole person became more vigilant.

He subconsciously speeded up some speed, relying on memory, crossed the road, and when he walked to the opposite side, he saw a pit on the road half a meter deep, and he could see the mud at the bottom of the pit.

"Is it a cannon/ball?"

He thought in his heart, but didn't stop, and continued to move forward. I just want to get to the nearest office building as soon as possible.

The distance of a few hundred meters, changed to normal, just over a minute after running.

However, in this world shrouded in thick white mist, it feels as if there may be danger at any time. He had to strain his nerves and walk cautiously.

Five minutes later, he could already vaguely see the outer wall of the office building, he could not help speeding up his pace, found an entrance, and walked into the interior of the building.

After entering the building, the fog faded a bit.

However, the light has also dimmed, and the visibility has become worse.

He took out the flashlight, turned it on, found the stairs, and walked down until he reached the bottom parking lot.

Gently pushing the door open, he listened for a while with his ears sideways, and nothing happened.

"no one?"

He frowned. "Or, resting?"

At this point, the fog is already very light, and it hardly affects the line of sight.

He walked out lightly, shining a flashlight.

This parking lot is a bit empty. Only one car can be parked after ten parking spaces.

Or, the time of the war was late at night. Either, during the war, or afterwards, the people in this building drove the car away.

He took the flashlight and walked almost the entire parking lot, with no one in sight.

Did they all die, or were they evacuated?

He guessed in his mind that, compared to the latter, he preferred the latter, because he hadn't even seen a corpse along the way.

"However, it is also possible that the survivors are all gathered together."

He did not give up, and decided to take a look at the nearby building. Go to the exit of the parking lot.

The farther you go, the thicker the white mist. When he walked out of the exit, the whole person was wrapped in the world that seemed to be composed of white mist.

"what--"

Suddenly, he heard the scream of a woman, and he was overjoyed. There really were survivors.

The sound distance is a bit far away, at least a few hundred meters, in the direction of eight o'clock.

He ran immediately. Hearing that scream, the woman was probably in danger.

While running, he drew a short stick from his waist and flicked it hard, turning it into a long stick more than one meter long.

Now he is not a rookie who has entered a dreamland for the first time. In the second dream, he spent some time, learned some fighting skills, and experienced the battle of life and death. Don't be afraid of battles that might happen.

After running, his speed was very fast, and when he felt that it was almost there, he slowed down.

"where?"

He did not make a sound, but turned his ears sideways and listened carefully to the surrounding movement.

In such an environment, beyond four meters away, he is blind. Faced with an enemy that might appear, let's speak out first, it's almost a death hunt.

He wanted to save the survivor, but he would not take his own life.

Moreover, more than a minute has passed, and that woman may have been killed.

Step by step, he fumbled forward slowly.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him, very close, his heart tightened, and he turned around abruptly. He saw the outline of a figure appearing in his field of vision, subconsciously, the swinging stick in his hand had already been pulled over.

call.

The swinging stick pierced the air, making a screaming sound, and finally, it hung over the head of the figure.

Chen Xu's original calm expression became stunned and lost his voice, "Why are you here?"

S: Three chapters with eight thousand words, so tiring to write. Ask for a monthly pass.