The hell game begins, please choose your plug-in

【Wuhu~My wife is on air! 】

[Oh no, why is my screen completely white? ]

【me too! 】

[Fuck! What the hell is going on? I still need to see my wife, Hell Game, what are you doing? @Hell Game]

[@Hell Game Did you hear me? My big brother is calling you! ]

【…】

Bai Yao ignored the barrage of comments. He lowered his head and looked at the road. The ground was covered with dead leaves, and he guessed that they were in the woods.

The surroundings were filled with thick white fog, and it was so quiet that it was even a little abnormal.

The white demon stepped forward, crushing the dead leaves on the ground with a crackling sound, which seemed unusually abrupt and clear in this silent environment.

After walking for a while, the white fog faded a lot, the view in front of us gradually became wider, and we could see that the surrounding trees were piles of stones.

Soon, a small wooden house appeared in Bai Yao's sight. White smoke was coming out of the chimney of the house, and it seemed that someone was cooking inside.

Bai Yao was not afraid of the weirdness inside, so he walked straight over, and inexplicably there was a baseball bat in his hand behind him...

Boom boom boom!

Bai Yao raised his hand and knocked on the door. There was a rustling sound from inside the house, followed by faint voices.

"Quick! Hide!"

"No, it shouldn't be the man in the fog!"

"Where else is there in this foggy mountain? It must be this one, come in quickly!"

"Have you ever seen a man in the fog knock on a door?"

"…Maybe it has learned something clever?"

"You guys go in, I'll open the door!"

"Hey! Wait..."

squeak-

The wooden door had been used for who knows how many years. When the door hinge turned, it rubbed against the door frame, making a sharp and piercing friction sound. In this mysterious foggy mountain, it sounded like the screams of evil spirits.

The door opened and Bai Yao saw an expected face.

[Damn, why is it Mr. Fu again? ]

[No, you two are tied together, and you can always match together? ]

[Wait, this isn't a single-player game? ]

[I understand! Actually, Mr. Fu exists in the form of a concept. Every time my wife enters the game, there is a 70% chance that a new Mr. Fu will appear!]

[So that's how it is, no wonder they are always together! ]

[It's difficult for him? ]

[I won’t watch this year’s Nobel Prize in Physics if you are not there! ]

【+1! 】

【…】

Bai Yao pulled Fu Yan out the door and asked, "What role are you playing this time?"

This question can be answered, and Fu Yan did not shy away from it:

"Nothing special, just a tourist who came here to travel and couldn't go back. His name is still Fu Yan, but there are also a few descendants of Tanshan Village here. They all have the surname Zhong. You will know in a moment!"

Bai Yao nodded, and Fu Yan led him into the house.

"Come out, everyone! This is not the Fog Man!"

The wooden house is fully equipped with furniture except electrical appliances. Judging from the craftsmanship, it is most likely made by the owner.

In the corner of the room, a piece of wooden floor bulged out, and a pair of sneaky eyes peeked out from it. After seeing the white demon, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, come out, he looks like a tourist here!"

The man supported himself on the wooden board with his left hand, flipped over and jumped up, and then two women and two men came out.

The man who came out first looked not much older than Bai Yao. He had a handsome appearance and was wearing a gray casual suit.

He stared at Bai Yao for a few seconds, then sighed and patted Bai Yao on the shoulder:

"Dude, you shouldn't have come!"

Bai Yao raised an eyebrow, "Oh? What do you mean?"

The man sat on a crooked chair next to him and said:

"My name is Chen Xing. Like you, I came to Wushan for tourism. Everything was fine when I came, but now I can't go back!"

"Alas! When we read all the mysterious things on the Internet, Fu Yan and I didn't believe it, so we had to come to Wushan to find out the truth. Who would have thought that Wushan was really weird? Once you go in, you can't get out. No matter how you go around, you will definitely come back here!"

Chen Xing hung his head, his face showing a dejected look.

"The only food here is the potatoes grown behind the house. With you, the food may not be enough..."

Although Chen Xing did not say it explicitly, it was not difficult to hear that he wanted to drive the white demon away.

Bai Yao didn't care. He couldn't stay in this dungeon for long anyway...

"You are……"

Bai Yao looked at the two men and two women coming out from behind.

They were looking at the white demon warily, and calmly blocked the backpack filled with potatoes.

"We are the descendants of Tanshan Village. This wooden house is our home. If you want to live here, you have to exchange it for food!"

"Descendants of Tanshan Village?"

Bai Yao observed the wooden house and found that the door handle had been rubbed to the point of patina, which showed that people came in and out frequently.

"Did you build this wooden house yourself?"

"Yes!"

The leading man nodded.

“How long did it take to build?”

"Three years."

“You have lived here for three years?”

"Yes."

"You have lived in Tanshan Village since you were young and have never left?"

This time, the four people answered in unison:

"Correct!"

The four of them were wearing clothes made of animal skins and had calluses on their hands. It seemed that they had really lived in Tanshan Village, which was isolated from the outside world, since childhood, as they said.

"Okay, after asking so many questions, do you want to stay here or not? If not, leave now and don't attract the people in the fog again!"

The other man said impatiently.

"Stay! Of course!"

Bai Yao smiled and said, while speaking, the baseball bat in his hand turned into a loaf of bread. Of course, this was bought in the game store, and it was worth one of the Five Hells.

"How long will one loaf of bread last me?"

Greed flashed across the four people's eyes.

The man thought for a moment and said:

"At least one of us can let you stay... for two days!"

Bai Yao didn't care. As for the value of twenty hells, he could afford it!

With a wave of his hand, one loaf of bread turned into four.

The four of them wanted to come over to take it, but unexpectedly, the white demon took his hand away and said, "Tell me your name first!"

The leading man immediately replied:

"My name is Zhong Fei, his name is Zhong He, and the two girls are Zhong Yangyang and Zhong Yue."

"take it!"

Bai Yao handed out four loaves of bread, and four people rushed forward, each taking a loaf of bread.

Then he tore open the packaging bag, threw away the food preservation card inside, and began to eat it ravenously.

Looking at the food preservation card that fell on the ground, Bai Yao looked at them deeply.

Then he keenly noticed that the man named Zhong He was missing half of his left hand, leaving only a thumb and half of his palm.

"What are you..."

Seeing Bai Yao staring at his hands, Zhong He explained while eating:

"Injured by Wushan's weirdness."

Bai Yao walked over, calmly moved the food preservation cards on the ground together with his feet, and then stepped on them.

"Tell me in detail!"

Zhong He first glanced at Zhong Fei, and when Zhong Fei nodded, he told the story...