Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

Chapter 233 "Sudden Sandstorm"

Buzz——

The light of the lantern once again emerged from the sunken pits in the gray desert.

Two figures appeared in the light, of course they were Germain and Men Qi.

Men Qi let go of the messenger kid's hand and stood up. He first said hello to Bisji and Xiaodi, then raised his head and looked around curiously.

Whether it was the "maze" or the "wilderness", it was her first time here, and it was normal to be curious.

Germain recovered the teleportation lantern and saw Bisji coming over to ask: "It's two teleportations once and for all. What did you get this time?"

"Two "negative traits" and no "disease". "German said truthfully, "One is "death phobia" and the other is "perfectionism." "

"Perfectionism is okay, it adds 5 points of stress every time I make a mistake. "

"However, I have the "Championship Halo" and can reduce 7 points of stress every time. "Perfectionism" has no negative impact on me. "

"'Deathphobia' is a bit more troublesome. "

"When I'm hit hard, or in game terms, I'm below 50% health, then all the stress-raising events have an increased impact on me, i.e. the amount of stress I'm experiencing increases by a percentage. "

Bisji couldn't help biting his fingers nervously.

"This is troublesome. Fortunately, the "phobia of death" is conditional. "

"You have to be careful. Once you are hit hard, don't think too much and use "Archangel's Breath Blowing" directly. "

Now in this team, only Germain and Men Qi can use "Archangel's Breath Blow". Everyone else has already used it once and cannot use it again.

Germain shook his head: "I'm not a porcelain that will fall over or break as soon as I touch it."

"Of course you are not. However, your importance is self-evident." Bisji said seriously, "Honestly, any of us can die, but you can't."

"Once you die, the chain reaction caused will probably lead to the annihilation of our entire army. As long as you are still alive, it is possible to bring back survivors."

"I know." German was noncommittal. He turned his head and looked around the gray pit and asked, "Where's Jin?"

"He is outside, conducting reconnaissance within a radius of three hundred meters with the pothole as the center. He will not go far." Bisji replied.

"Then let's go up too." Germain suggested.

Bisiji, Xiaodi and Menqi all nodded, and everyone climbed up the gray-white stone wall of the pit.

The rock formations are quite smooth. If you are an ordinary person, it may be difficult to climb with bare hands, but for those with telekinesis abilities, this place is as smooth as walking on flat ground.

The four people left the gray-white pit, but they still did not leave the gray-white world. There was gray-white dust mist everywhere. This scene was like a nuclear winter happening.

Germain reached out and pulled up the black mask around his neck, covering the lower half of his face.

He turned around, wanting to warn the others, but saw that they took out their masks and put them on before him.

Bisji complained, his voice muffled under the mask: "If this kind of gray gravel is scraped on my face, it won't hurt my skin, right?"

Men Qi was also complaining, but her focus was on other things: "In a place where birds don't poop, it seems that there will definitely be no ingredients for cooking, unless you want to eat dirt."

"Do you need me to use the "Protruding Eye Fish" to suck away the dust and clear the way for us? "Xiaodi raised his hands and made a gesture of holding hands.

Germain shook his head: "The 'eye fish' is 'first in, last out', so don't put insignificant things in it, so as not to affect the speed of taking out the suitcase." "

The "suitcase" here refers to the silver suitcase that has been supplemented with a new batch of "resource cards". The cards can be used as long as they are unsealed.

"Okay." Xiaodi didn't mean to refute.

Wuwuwu——

At this time, a strong wind like howling ghosts and wolves blew in the face, rolling up more gray and white gravel, making the entire wilderness look even worse.

The raised stone mountains, stone pillars, and stone bridges on the ground are also gray-white, and the sand and dust are like unpredictable giant beasts, roaring and hitting them, smashing them to pieces.

Bang bang bang——

Wuwuwu——

Feng Chen became more and more violent, and everyone had to unseal the cards and put on goggles, and then they could barely see other people's faces clearly.

They put on their coats and hoods—Germain put away his three-cornered hat and zipped it tight, looking like a survivor walking in a blizzard trying to survive.

Amidst the whistling sound that gradually turned into a loud roar, if they wanted to talk, they had to shout at the top of their lungs. Even so, the other party might not be able to hear clearly.

Fortunately, they were prepared for this situation. This coat was designed by Du En and Liszt and installed with a communication device.

They just push a button on their collar and can talk to everyone on the same channel via the built-in microphone.

However, under the current circumstances, even if you use a communication device to talk, there will still be noise caused by the storm, and the rustling will affect the quality of the call.

In the end, Germain used the simplest method - he gestured to let others follow him, because his "circle" had sensed Jin's position, and it was better to join together first.

The other three people, even the dullest Xiaodi, understood the gesture.

They nodded, gathered together, and trudged forward in the sudden gray-white sandstorm.

No wonder Biyande's team unexpectedly deviated from the original route on their return trip.

They probably also encountered such a sandstorm. The visual distance was less than two or three meters, and the gray-white world was everywhere, as if there was no end in sight.

For humans, being unable to see colors other than gray and white for a long time is even more terrifying than color blindness.

This situation was not torture, but better than torture, so much so that most of the people in Biyang De's team developed serious psychological problems, and it was natural for misjudgments to follow.

They walked forward for a while, and their bodies were covered with sand and dust, making it look like they were covered in snowflakes.

Although they kept shaking off, as the storm intensified, the sand and gravel kept coming like locusts passing through.

But as long as they are willing to move, there are benefits.

In this harsh environment, if you stay in an unsheltered place and don't move, you will be completely swallowed by the gray sand.

After walking for a while, a figure appeared in front of him, also wearing a heavy coat and hood. He waved to everyone.

"It's me... Shasha... Jin..." Jin's voice was mixed with the noise from the hoods of Germain and the other three people. "Suddenly there was a storm... Shasha... it's really troublesome..."

He stepped on the gray-white sand with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and walked over.

Although he was wearing goggles and a mask, Jin's weathered face could be vaguely recognized.

Germain pressed the button on his collar, lowered his head and said loudly: "Let's find a shelter first to avoid this sandstorm, and then move on."

He didn't know how much other people on the same channel could hear his words, but someone soon replied, and it was Jin.

"Then you follow me... rustle... I just passed by a... rustle... boulder that is just in the direction of the wind... hide behind it..."

Jin turned around and pointed in a direction.