Crossing the wilderness to survive, starting with a broken kitchen knife

There was a buzzing vibration from the system panel.

Ge Dalong sent a message in the team chat, reminding everyone to prepare to set off after packing up.

Zhang Shi gathered his thoughts and checked the equipment again to make sure everything was safe.

At nine o'clock, Ge Dalong launched the dungeon challenge on time, and several people disappeared into a stream of light in their respective shelters.

The four people appeared in front of a village at the same time. As soon as Zhang Shi opened his eyes, he found that the sky was dark and the surroundings were filled with black mist. He couldn't see the edge at a glance, but he could vaguely see things in the direction of the village in front of him.

Zhao Feng looked around in confusion and asked softly.

"Where did this village come from in this wilderness world? Could it be that there is an indigenous civilization here?"

Ge Dalong stretched out his hands and felt it before replying.

"It was nine o'clock in the morning when we arrived. It had been bright for a while, the sun was very strong, and the body surface temperature was about minus 10 degrees."

"The temperature here is about 10 degrees above zero, and the sunlight is blocked, so it's impossible to tell the time from the sky."

Wu Qing added.

"You want to say that this is not a wilderness world?"

After listening to everyone's inferences, Zhang Shi thought of the mysterious storage room behind the mine, and he was more inclined to think that this was a relic left in the wilderness world.

Ge Dalong glanced at the team interface and found that after the dungeon was opened this time, there was an additional mission target. It reads:

Main line

Mission 1: Find the way into the Village of Doubt.

Ge Dalong informed everyone of his discovery.

Zhao Feng suddenly became interested and joked with a smile.

"Don't tell me, this copy really feels like an escape room."

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Everyone walked slowly towards the entrance of the village. As they approached, they discovered that the entrance to the village was surrounded by a dark wall. There was a dark red wooden gate in the center of the wall. The other directions of the village were filled with mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

Zhang Shi used Dingzhen to make an appraisal and got an unexpected tip.

"Ding, one glance confirmed the truth and identified it as: Lost Fog."

[Lost Fog: Commonly found in dungeons infested by evil spirits and ghosts. There are extremely dangerous creatures deep in the fog. Survivors will quickly lose their five senses after going deep into the fog and become lost in the fog. 】

Zhang Shi made another appraisal at the wooden door. This time, no information appeared. Instead, the wooden door was highlighted in the lens.

Zhang Shi thoughtfully shared the identification information and spread his hands helplessly.

"It looks like we have to decrypt it step by step and break through."

Zhao Feng was a little distrustful and used a sweeping sweep towards the border of the fog. The flint ax swept into the mist with a streak of flame.

Unsurprisingly, the air flow stirred by the giant ax did not disperse the fog, and the ax body did not react at all when it was thrust into the fog.

Zhao Feng took back the giant axe, checked it carefully, and found nothing unusual, so he gave up studying the fog, turned his head and slashed at the wooden door again.

Ge Dalong's eyes shrank, and it was too late to stop him.

"Bang!"

There seemed to be an invisible wall of air above the wooden door, which bounced all of Zhao Feng's energy back.

Zhao Feng's strength attribute was as high as 16 points. The sudden force was transmitted from the axe, knocking him to the ground.

Zhang Shi's heart tightened and he was about to step forward to check. Zhao Feng had already climbed up first, staring angrily at the wooden door, his hands still shaking slightly from the huge force.

Seeing that Zhao Feng was fine, Zhang Shi breathed a sigh of relief and blamed him.

"Brother Feng, be careful what you do. This place is full of weirdness. Don't be careless and fall into trouble."

Zhao Feng felt that he had been disgraced, but he had nothing to do with the wooden door, so he could only nod his head angrily.

Seeing Zhao Feng's frustration, Ge Dalong guessed that opening the wooden door was the key to passing the level, and gave up the idea of ​​climbing over.

Ge Dalong must have some method of identifying items. He leaned closer to the wooden door and looked at it carefully. His eyes shrank again, and he suddenly took two steps back.

Seeing his expression, Zhao Feng hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Lao Ge, what did you find? Stop being so secretive."

Ge Dalong looked solemn and pointed at the wooden door and said: "This gate, threshold, and door bolts are all made of locust wood. The gate is painted with..."

"What is it? You should finish your sentence."

Ge Dalong's face was already a little ugly at this time, and he took a breath before continuing.

"The ancients believed that 'the head should not bear the mulberry tree, and the feet should not step on the locust tree'. They believed that this kind of wood has a strong negative energy, so locust wood was rarely used to make furniture."

"And the paint on this door is not ordinary paint, it's blood."

Ge Dalong's words were so chilling that the scene suddenly became silent, and Wu Qing silently took two steps towards everyone.

Zhang Shi also discovered something unusual about this village at this time. Everyone entered the dungeon for a long time, but they didn't hear a single sound. This space seemed like a closed place with no wind.

Although everyone has adapted to the various dangers in the wilderness world, they are still fighting against various beasts and natural disasters. This was the first time I encountered such a strange sight, and I was inevitably a little frightened.

Zhao Feng just didn't believe in evil and wandered back and forth around the courtyard wall, shouting loudly.

"I am a firm believer in materialism, and I don't believe in these ghosts and gods."

As soon as he finished speaking, as if in response to Zhao Feng, he stepped on the air and seemed to fall into a trap.

Zhao Feng, with quick eyes and quick hands, swung the giant ax in his hand, stuck it on the ground, and hung his body on the giant axe.

Zhang Shi stepped forward and quickly pulled Zhao Feng out. He took a look at the hole where Zhao Feng fell and found that there was actually a dry well, close to the courtyard wall. What's suspicious is that no one noticed the existence of this well just now.

Zhao Feng climbed out of the well, his heart rate soaring. He didn't dare to speak loudly anymore, for fear of offending someone he couldn't afford to offend.

Zhang Shi made an appraisal and found that the dry well was also highlighted.

I took a closer look at the dry well. It was not deep inside and was very dry. With the faint light, I could see clearly that there were many palm-sized wooden blocks with words engraved on them.

Zhang Shi guessed that these wooden blocks were probably the key to opening the wooden door. Suddenly, he took out a long rope, tied one end around his waist, and handed the other end to Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment and then stopped him.

"Shitou, this place is very evil. You saw it just now. This well suddenly appeared at my feet. There may be something weird in it, but you can't go down."

Zhang Shi shook his head and said firmly.

"Since this place is a dungeon, every place will not appear without reason. The things under the well may be the key to opening the door. The well is not deep. If there is any danger, you should pull me up as soon as possible."

Seeing that Zhang Shi had decided to leave, Wu Qing took out an incense stick and lit it.

Everyone discovered that their physical attributes had increased by 2 points.

Ge Dalong also took out a head-mounted miner's lamp and handed it to Zhang Shi. Zhang Shi hung it on his head and lowered it into the well like a miner.

Zhao Feng also tied the rope around his waist and stared closely at the well. As long as there was any abnormality, he would pull Zhang Shi out of it immediately.

The mouth of the well was not wide, so Zhang Shi spread his hands and feet and supported the wall of the well and slowly slid down, reaching the bottom of the well in a short time.

With the light of the miner's lamp, Zhang Shi could clearly see the scene below. There was nothing unusual at the bottom of the well. Apart from a dozen wooden plaques with words engraved on them, there were no other objects.

After putting away the wooden sign, Zhang Shi looked up and found that the mouth of the well seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, making it difficult to see clearly. Only four heads could be seen looking towards the bottom of the well.

Zhang Shi's pupils shrank, goosebumps suddenly appeared all over his body, and he felt that all the hairs on his body stood up.