Interstellar journey to another world

Half an hour later, the safety zone changed, and Mo Ci was lucky enough to reach the safety zone.

Immediately afterwards, the system prompted: 22 people have been eliminated, of which 3 people who have not reached the safe zone have been eliminated, leaving 78 people left.

call!

Fortunately, fortunately!

A building appeared in front of it. It looked like an abandoned factory workshop, with broken walls, horizontal tiles, and overgrown vegetation. There were also a row of sealed cans stacked beside the wall. There was reddish-brown liquid flowing out of the bottom of the cans, forming a small small space in the open space in front of it. Small puddles.

Before he even got close, Mo Ci saw someone groping along the corner of the wall. He stooped and rolled in.

Immediately afterwards, three people appeared in other gaps. They seemed to be in a group. They gestured to each other and turned around warily to look around before entering together.

When they turned around, Mo Ci skillfully lay down in the grass and observed their every move through the gaps in the weeds.

After they all entered, Mo Ci breathed a sigh of relief. Should he leave or enter?

It's too dangerous to enter, and it's really hard to reconcile yourself to leaving.

While he was hesitating, he suddenly heard a very slight sound of footsteps.

Someone else is coming.

Mo Ci calmed down his mind, calmed down again, and stood still.

This man's breathing was so shallow that you couldn't even notice it if you didn't listen carefully. As he gradually approached the factory, his steps became lighter and lighter, obviously to guard against any danger around him.

Mo Ci held his breath and allowed this person to keep approaching him.

One step, two steps, three steps...

It was quiet all around, except for the sound of slight footsteps approaching, as if there was no living thing.

Mo Ci listened carefully and carefully distinguished the distance, 10 meters, 5 meters, 3 meters.

He clenched the knife in his hand, always ready.

suddenly--

The man stopped and became still.

Um? Have you discovered yourself?

Mo Ci didn't dare to move and continued to hide. Unexpectedly, if he didn't move, the man wouldn't move either.

The two were in an inexplicable stalemate.

This is a bit difficult to do. The distance of three meters is not far or close. Mo Ci is not completely sure that he can jump out and succeed in an instant.

Moreover, it is not known whether the opponent is empty-handed or armed.

It would be terrible if the noise caused by the fight between the two alarmed people in the factory. I was not confident that I could survive safely under the siege of so many artillery fires.

So, now we can only wait, wait for him to get close, and wait for the opportunity.

The man hunched over, and after realizing that there was really no movement around him, he cautiously moved forward one step, and then another.

Mo Ci counted the other person's steps and calculated the distance between them in his mind. Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and the branches in the distance swayed and the grass undulated——

The man was startled by the movement caused by the wind. He staggered back two steps, and the distance that he had finally closed was further extended.

Depend on! Mo Ci was depressed, why is this man so timid!

The rustling sound sounded, and Mo Ci cheered up again and prepared for the attack.

It's close, it's finally here.

Mo Ci swung his sword across and slashed at his ankle.

The man exclaimed: "Damn, there's someone!"

He jumped up high to dodge the attack, and Mo Ci's second sword arrived, sweeping across the army and heading towards his belly.

"Hero, spare your life!"

What? Spare your life? Hero? This is too dramatic!

When Mo Ci heard the shout, he was slightly stunned. The man seized this opportunity and turned around, narrowly dodging the attack.

A corner of the clothes around "Jian La"'s waist was cut open by the tip of the knife, revealing a small, bulging bag with no idea what it contained.

The man's expression changed, and he covered the bag tightly to confirm that it was not broken, and then he felt relieved.

When Mo Ci saw that he had dodged his attack, he immediately raised his knife and struck him on the head.

The other party hurriedly took two steps back and kept begging for mercy: "Hero, spare your life, spare your life! You have to be merciful, and you have to be merciful. We met by chance, and we don't have a life-or-death enmity, so don't be so cruel! As long as we have mercy on you, please forgive me!" If you let me go, I will disappear immediately and will never be an eyesore to you!"

Mo Ci: "..."

Are you so cowardly?

Unfortunately, he said it too late, his knife had already been dropped, and blood was about to splatter on the spot.

Suddenly, Mo Ci felt a strange force, and the knife in his hand deviated from its original position--it cut off the side!

How can it be? I haven’t seen this person use anything to resist!

While begging for mercy, the man moved his steps and slowly opened the distance between the two.

Mo Ci observed this man carefully. He was short in stature, average in appearance, and had a red mole at the end of his eye. At this time, his face was full of fear, and he looked like he was frightened. He didn't know whether it was true or pretending. .

If he acted, then he would definitely owe him an Oscar.

He kept shouting: "Don't kill me, I'm just passing by, just treat me like a fart and let it go!"

Mo Ci is speechless, young man, where is your backbone? Where is your passion?

How did such a person enter the ranking competition?

I don’t understand, I don’t understand.

Besides, isn’t your fart too big?

Before Mo Ci could make a move, the man had already retreated 5 meters away, turned around again, and jumped out 2 meters away in the blink of an eye...

Ah this...

Let it go? Or chase?

Mo Ci didn't think too much, he picked up the knife and chased after you. Even with the strange power just now, he couldn't let you go!

When the man saw that Mo Ci was catching up, he was so frightened that he ran wildly. His two thin legs almost turned into hot wheels, and even a spark could make him smoke.

Mo Ci's speed was not slow either. It was easy to catch up with him, but it was always a bit difficult to catch him.

Mainly because this man's figure was really erratic. Just as he was about to reach out and grab his arm, his own palm was immediately pushed away by a strange force.

What exactly is this force? Could it be mental interference?

Can mental power still be used in this way?

Mo Ci was puzzled. The man in front of him ran and shouted: "My hero, my hero, stop chasing me. As long as you let me go, I am willing to give you a good thing."

"Kang Dang"

A black shadow was thrown towards Mo Ci. Mo Ci dodged and the thing fell on the gravel on the ground, making a sound.

Mo Ci subconsciously turned around and glanced, it was a number stone!

This man is really willing to escape for his life!

Forget it, I've already paid the money to buy my life, and it seems like it's too much to keep chasing after him.

By the time Mo Ci picked up the stones, the man had already run away and was out of sight.

After harvesting another number stone, Mo Ci was in a good mood. He looked back at the abandoned factory, turned around, and strode away.

Outside the factory, Mo Ci took off his straw clothes and hat, wore soft armor with a dagger on his waist, and easily climbed over the wall with a sniper rifle.

The wall is full of desolation, with industrial waste and domestic garbage everywhere. Half of the walls of the huge factory have collapsed, and the ceiling is missing. The interior is unobstructed. Except for two old and rusty lathes, there are no useful materials.