A Midnight Escape Story for Farmers

"—reach out."

A voice from a strange man came from directly above his head.At such a time, Fang Shiqing didn't care about thinking and hesitating, and immediately raised his arms straight up, stretching them up desperately.

An arm came down from the roof, grabbed him firmly and lifted him up.The opponent's strength was so great that he directly pulled up half of the zombie that was holding him from the ground.

"Hiss..." Feeling that his arms and legs were about to be torn off, Fang Shiqing gasped and looked down.The zombie that happened to be holding his ankle was also looking up, its half-rotten face was illuminated by the moonlight, making it look extremely eerie——

He hurriedly shook his legs desperately, and then stretched out his feet to kick the zombie's arm, but even though his shoes were almost shaken off, the big blue-black hand was still holding it firmly.The zombie made a bellows-like hooting sound from the depths of its throat, and gradually exerted force on its hands, as if trying to tear him off again.

"Look up, get out of the way!" There was a low shout from above, the same voice just now.

Fang Shiqing instinctively raised his neck that was about to fall off, only to see a little red spark rubbing against the tip of his nose, and drifting down unsteadily.

Sparks touched the zombie's face, and the zombie suddenly let out a miserable howl, let go of its hand, and turned to scratching its face desperately, grabbing out the rotten flesh and one eyeball——

Fang Shiqing took the opportunity to reach out to grab the eaves of the house, and finally turned over and climbed up with the help of the man on the roof.

He crouched on the eaves and gasped for breath, wiping the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead in horror.

"Huh, huh, cough... What the hell is going on here!"

It's obviously a business simulation game, why are there zombies?He looked back and saw that the zombies had already walked around the house one after another, scratching the surrounding walls, but they had no way to climb up to the roof, so he relaxed a little and sat down on his buttocks.

Speaking of which, because this is a business simulation game, he never thought about what would happen if he "died" in the game.If it is torn apart and eaten by zombies, is there a chance to be resurrected later?Or would he just quit the game and return to reality...

Thinking of "reality", his heart sank slightly, and he quickly put this idea aside.

The man who pulled him into the room is now also squatting silently on the eaves.He glanced at the other party, and said with lingering fear, "Well... thank you for saving my life. You, what do you call me?"

The surrounding area was dark, and they couldn't see each other's faces clearly, but they could be recognized by their size, at least he wasn't any of the few players they met during the day.There was something sparking in his hand, like a few burning incense sticks, Fang Shiqing felt that the sparks just now were probably shaken from these incense sticks.

Zombies can be dealt with with a few sticks of incense sticks. This method is really miraculous.Could this person be an NPC?Still a player who didn't show up?Or... he shuddered, was it some other kind of monster... or something?

Fortunately, before he started to think wildly, the other party spoke.

"Are you the farmer of this game?"

"Ah? Oh," Fang Shiqing nodded blankly, "Yes."

Being able to say "game" means, "Are you, are you also a game player?" Is it the No.7 player who hasn't appeared before?

"Well," the other party inserted the incense stick into the crack in the roof, and said suddenly, "don't move yet."

Fang Shiqing was about to move to the middle of the roof, but stopped when he heard the words.

At this moment, a big stiff hand suddenly grasped the eaves fiercely, causing him to shrink back in fright. When he looked down, he was even more haunted: a zombie face was staring at him expressionlessly, and the distance between him and him was not close. to one meter—

It turned out that the house was crowded with zombies, but later they simply stepped on the front shoulders and went straight up to a high place, and they were about to climb to the roof.

"This, it, it--" he screamed and rubbed back, but was stopped by a strange player beside him.

"Don't move around! Don't step on the formation." The other party seemed a little unhappy.

"Wait, but, you..." Why is he so calm!Can his incense stick deal with so many zombies?

"By the way," said the man suddenly, "give me some blood."

"……what?!"

The other party couldn't help but grab his hand: "Can you give me some blood?"

"Why do you want blood?" Fang Shiqing almost cried in fright.Could it be that the other party is not a human being, but a vampire? ... But would a vampire be so polite to ask someone for blood?

"To give or not to give?" The other party was a little impatient.

"Give, give...you can do whatever you want." Fang Shiqing's voice trembled.Seeing that the zombie had already stretched out its hand and started to grab him, and more zombies were copying the same way and climbing up, he felt that he could only count on the one next to him.

There was a flash of light in the opponent's hand.Fang Shiqing felt a pain in his fingertips, and he grabbed his hand and pressed it down, squeezed out a drop of blood and smeared it on the surface.

"Ding-, your health value has dropped by 1 points."

At the same time as the reminder sounded in the brain, a burst of strong white light suddenly burst out from the roof, which made people unable to open their eyes.

Fang Shiqing subconsciously covered his face with his other arm, only to hear the crackling sound and the howling of zombies coming from his ears.He covered his eyes tightly and did not dare to let go until all the noises subsided.

After a while, someone patted his arm lightly.

"Don't cover it, it's all right." The voice of the strange player said.

"……Hey?"

He lowered his hand tremblingly.I saw that the strong light had dissipated, replaced by a circle of vague white light surrounding the whole house, flickering at a slow frequency, looking like the "enchantment" in the animation.

Stretching his head to look down, he was stunned: the zombies surrounding the house were pushed away two meters away.Several of them fell to the ground, struggling clumsily to turn over; while others roared in pain, they wandered around the circle of white light repeatedly, but they didn't dare to touch it at all.

This... this seems a bit powerful...

After just taking a picture of him, the strange player got up and walked away, and is now walking around on the roof, not knowing what he was doing.With the help of the flickering light around him, Fang Shiqing finally saw that a huge magic circle was drawn on the roof, and the drop of his fingertip blood just now was smeared on a corner of the magic circle.

"This..." he asked cautiously, "Boss, no, this... Taoist priest, did you draw this one on the ground?"

"..." Hearing his question, the player turned around speechlessly.Fang Shiqing finally saw his face clearly: no fangs, no corrupt skin, he looked very normal, just an ordinary young man with a good appearance.

"I'm not a Daoist." The other party walked over in two steps and held out his hand to him. "You don't need to come and go. My name is Xiao Fengdi, and I am the guide player of this game."

Although his expression was a bit cold, this ordinary attitude made Fang Shiqing immediately feel like he was facing a normal human being.He finally breathed a long sigh of relief, grabbed the hand and stood up.

"My name is Fang Shiqing. Thank you for saving my life, thank you so much, really," he shook his hands up and down, thanking him sincerely, "but, um, what is 'guide player' ...? By the way, why are you on my roof? Have you been to the bulletin board? Do you know what happened to those zombies? Isn't this a simulation game? Why are there zombies? Also, Do you know what's going on in this game?"

With lingering fear in his heart, he asked a series of questions like a cannonball.The strange player who claimed to be Xiao Fengdi didn't answer any of them at all.

"It's getting late," he said, "you should go back indoors as soon as possible. These monsters won't open doors and windows, as long as they stay in the room, they can't do anything to you. And with this magic circle, now they You can’t even get close to this house within two meters. As for other questions-tomorrow, you tell all other players to gather at the library in the town, and I will answer them in a unified way.”

"Oh... ok, ok, I'll tell everyone tomorrow," although Fang Shiqing was still afraid of the zombies below, but Fang Shiqing didn't dare not listen to the boss.He said obediently, "Then, then I will... go back first."

The other party nodded, extinguished the incense stick, pulled it up and put it on the chest, and then stared at him closely.

I always feel... the eyes are weird.Fang Shiqing shivered, and hurriedly started to walk to the edge of the eaves.

That flickering white light only stops the zombie, not him.He poked his head out to have a look, and found a few bundles of timber piled up in the corner of the house, so he turned his body around and carefully slid down a little bit, stepping on a relatively high place first, then jumping from a high place to a low place, and finally succeeded Back on the ground.

The surrounding zombies had almost dispersed, only two or three were still roaring at him from a distance.Most of the rest gathered around the poor radish field, and continued to lick the freshly sown seeds—it was conceivable that there would be absolutely nothing left there tomorrow morning.

What a disaster!Fang Shiqing let out a long sigh full of melancholy.A full 480 yuan of game currency seeds was ruined in this way, which is equivalent to reimbursement of all his initial assets.But this is also impossible, who can predict in advance that there will be zombie monsters in the farm?

In any case, it was better to save my life than anything else.

After walking around the entire house and confirming that there was no danger, he waved his hand to the roof and shouted: "Xiao...uh, Mr. Xiao, I'm going back first!"

There was no echo, but there was a sound of walking on the roof.Fang Shiqing wondered what kind of special thing they might be messing with on the roof, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he just walked towards the door.

"--Wait a moment!"

Just when he was only one step away from the door, the voice of the player Xiao Fengdi finally came from above.However, unlike the previous indifference and reservedness, this time the other party seemed to be holding his breath.

"What's wrong?" Fang Shiqing ran a few steps following the sound, and found that he was standing near the pile of wood that he climbed down just now.

"..."

The other party squatted on a high place, staring at him silently for a while.The faint white light hit his face, illuminating a tangled expression; he seemed to have something hard to say, Fang Shiqing thought.

"Is there anything...do you need my help?"

"……you……"

After a while, the other party finally lowered his head as if giving up.

"How...how did you get down?"

He gritted his teeth and asked, "Why did the system sound remind me that 'this operation cannot be performed' when I approached the eaves? This made it impossible for me to leave the roof at all..."