Forces of Temptation

After a simple conversation, Nan Zhou crossed out one of the alternative actions he had listed in his mind.

He considered that if they were fighting against human-type NPCs with normal logic and strong physical ability, if they could be persuaded to stay where they were, they would only need to manage to occupy a slightly higher altitude than them before the end of the game to win .

But to the ten thousand-year-old zombie who was so emaciated as if he had crawled out of a snow nest, there was obviously no reason to say it.

Nan Zhou took a few steps forward, wanting to ask more detailed questions.

The soft, freshly landed snowgrains made a crisp and eerie crackling sound under his feet.

Heck, heck.

It's like stepping directly on the flesh of the earth.

...But before Nan Zhou could get two steps closer to that weird mountaineering member, Jiang Fang gently grabbed the back of his neck and carried him back.

Jiang Fang: "Don't get too close. Just stand here and talk."

Nan Zhou looked at him dissatisfied: ...you actually control me.

Jiang Fang leaned into his ear and said in a low voice: "Beforehand, if you want to stay here, pretend to join them, and hold them back, I won't agree. Because your current physical condition can't achieve the effect you want at all. "

Nanzhou: "..."

Nan Zhou: "Okay, I see."

Despite some reluctance, Nan Zhou quietly crossed out the option that Jiang Fang said.

Lu Bifang didn't know what desperate thoughts were going on in Nanzhou's head.

Nanzhou's questioning convinced Lu Bifang that the other party should still be able to communicate.

He looked around the group of tents that looked like tombs deep in the mountains, and summoned up the courage to ask, "Comrade, how many people are there in our team?"

Man: "What does it have to do with you?"

man:"……"

The man said sullenly: "...you guys, do you want to go up the mountain?"

The man's voice was blown to pieces by the cold wind, and only a few scattered, ethereal and terrifying endings could be heard.

Lu Bifang could feel the sudden compression and tightness of the surrounding air.

He didn't want his mere small problem to cause such a big reaction, so he subconsciously protected the group of people to retreat.

It doesn't matter if you retreat.

Two more people emerged from the tent.

One of them, Nan Zhou carefully identified it for a long time before he dared to confirm that it was a woman.

She looks the same as the Hammer Man, with an astonishingly thin ribbed face, and a piece of half-cyan flesh sticking to the skeleton.

After seeing a few people, she didn't speak, but propped up her upper body with a sharp ice pick with a black tip on it, and slowly stretched out half of her body from the tent sleeping bag, knelt on the ground, looked up at the group of people .

...Her movements resembled some kind of animal.

Her eyeballs are very large, and when she stares at people with a black face, it makes people feel very uncomfortable.

And the sharp tip of the ice pick in her hand was stained with a black-red, semi-solidified substance, which made people dare not think about the composition of this substance.

A man emerged from the other tent.

The man's stature is like a strong black bear, in terms of the width of the shoulders alone, it reaches half of the Nanzhou boat.

He was about two meters tall, with flat and high cheekbones, and he seemed to be of Mongolian descent.

But his right calf appeared to be injured.

When he was standing, the center of gravity of his body was obviously skewed to the left,

and……

Nan Zhou noticed that the hiking boot on his right foot was too big for him.

Compared with the left boot, which actually bulged up a part of the hiking boot, the yellow hiking pants he tucked into the right boot looked a little dangling, with a part of the trousers still slipping out.

More precisely, his right leg appears to be thinner than his left, as if muscularly underdeveloped.

And the toes of his felted hiking boots were stained with a dull liquid.

Nan Zhou carefully observed their attire, turning a blind eye to their staring eyes.

But the others were caught by the strange eyes of the three pairs and didn't know whether to go or stay.

The way they look at people is uniform, like a fishhook.

Obviously there is no malice or murderous intent, but it just gives people a feeling of goosebumps that send chills down the spine.

For a while, the atmosphere became more stagnant.

It was even a bit tense.

Although Lu Bifang was still a student, he couldn't help but retreat further when he thought of the three ordinary people behind him.

He bit the bullet, stood still, and put his hands behind his back.

He came this time with a mission.

Lu Bifang tried his best not to sound stage fright in the howling cold wind.

But no matter how steady and cold the voice came out, it was blown away by the strong wind mixed with ice particles.

He simply raised his voice: "We didn't plan to go up the mountain! We just saw someone here! Come and ask about the situation!"

The newly arrived man and woman kept their gazes fixed like searchlights.

But the man with the hammer responded dryly: "Oh. If you don't go up the mountain, that's fine."

The man mumbled his lips so shriveled that traces of blood could be seen.

The wind picked up again, blowing only broken messages into their ears.

"We, after a while, go up the mountain and go... to patrol the mountain. We can't let people go up the mountain."

Nan Zhou thought that he roughly understood what the rules were all about.

In this dungeon, their goal is to ensure that their climbing height is higher than this team of weird climbers.

When Lu Bifang put his hands behind his back just now, even though he had to squint his eyes, Nan Zhou could still see clearly that he was holding a antifreeze GPS in his hand.

This is probably the prop they got when they searched for supplies just now.

The real-time altitude of the location of these strange climbers is clearly displayed on the GPS display.

4513 m.

Nan Zhou turned around and made a comparison, and became more convinced of his judgment.

The small cement building they were teleported into just now is almost visually parallel to this camp.

In other words, the starting point of the two teams was pulled to a similar position by the system.

But first of all, judging from the performance of these so-called suspected believers of the "Moon God", they will never allow them to climb the mountain.

Secondly, even if one's own side does not move, once the opponent starts to patrol the mountain, it will inevitably take the lead.

Among our side, I am afraid that there are not many people who have experience in climbing snow peaks.

And these climbers obviously don't look like people, who knows if they will be good at climbing.

Nan Zhou carefully looked at the three humanoid creatures of different shapes in front of him.

... It is really difficult to judge their strength just by looking at their frail and skinny appearance.

Li Yinhang's understanding is more popular.

The so-called racing required by the dungeon, from the perspective of this group of mountain climbers, to put it bluntly, means that I will chase you, and if I catch you, I will give you a hammer.

None of these mountaineering team members looked like good men and women, but all of them looked like cultists.

According to their bleak and cold style, I am afraid that they will not lightly spare the "transgressors" who dare to offend the so-called "Moon God"...

Li Yinhang was muttering in her heart, when Nan Zhou quietly asked behind her: "What god is there in the moon? Is it Chang'e? Is it a rabbit."

Lu Bifang and Li Yinhang were nervous: "..."

"...God is God."

When talking about "God", the eyes of the three people in front of them finally added some brilliance.

Nervous, fanatical.

The bear-like man finally spoke.

He spoke with a dull energy, but combined with the expression on his face, there was a different kind of horror intertwined.

"On the top of the mountain, the moon god is waiting on the top of the mountain."

"The first to approach it will become a sacrifice, be eaten, be eaten."

"So, you can't go up the mountain, no one can go up the mountain—"

Nan Zhou thought for a while, and worked out the logic for them: "You don't want other people to go up the mountain and become sacrifices to the Moon God, so no one is allowed to go up the mountain, otherwise..."

The other party held the ice pick and hammer tightly in their hands with religious fanatic expressions.

The hammer man murmured: "It's terrible to be a sacrifice to God. So we have to help those who make mistakes and want to get close to the Moon God, and give them a happy ending. No, we can no longer become a sacrifice to God—— "

Seeing this, Jiang Fang felt a little funny.

He thought of a certain piece of news he had seen.

"XX state police shot and killed a teenager to stop him from committing suicide with a gun."

But at this time, Nan Zhou turned his head firmly, touched the tip of his nose that was reddish from the cold, and summed up precisely:

"There's something wrong with my brain. Don't be afraid."

Jiang Fang let out a muffled laugh, and couldn't help raising his hand to pinch his nose.

Nanzhou: "..."

He felt a little stuffy.

Because he was comforting Jiang Fang very seriously, and wanted him not to be afraid.

As a result, he felt like he was coaxed by his own small animals.

Nanzhou has never been easily indulged in personal emotions.

But correspondingly, it is very easy for him to fall into his own strange thinking circle.

He asked with interest:

"Is the moon god male or female? Have you ever seen it?"

"Is it a rabbit?"

"Is Luna only in charge of this mountain?"

"Let's go climb other mountains, shall we?"

The three of them stopped answering, and just stared at Nan Zhou and the others without saying a word.

I don't know if they don't want to answer, or they are confused by the question, or the NPC can only provide them with so much information.

After making sure there was nothing else to ask, Nan Zhou sneaked into a tent while no one was prepared.

He saw their tattered climbing props, all of which were gloomy and dirty old things, as if they had climbed up and down this snowy cliff thousands of times.

If Jiang Fang hadn't caught the little wild cat back in time, that bear-like man would have lost his temper.

They had to go home.

Fortunately, when we went back, the wind was much less.

But the few people who had a general understanding of the difficulty of the task did not feel even the slightest bit of relief.

A huge moon with a serious imbalance of proportions hangs coldly in the sky.

The oppressive feeling made people feel dizzy and weak, and their heart rate accelerated, especially when they walked, it was almost as if they were walking with such a terrifying planet on their backs, and they were psychologically heavy to the point of suffocation.

Because it is too large, compared with when it was far away in the sky, the arc of rotation is clearly visible.

... even like a gigantic eye turning around.

Under such invisible pressure, even Li Yinhang, who did not suffer from altitude sickness, had to walk and rest for a while.

In order to distract himself from the fear of the huge full moon that looked like it might fall at any moment and smash them into pieces, Li Yinhang began to think:

"Should we take their word for it?"

"If there really is a monster like 'Moon God' on the mountain, wouldn't we be courting death if we climbed up the mountain?"

"If we don't climb the mountain and stay where we are, we will still lose..."

It's a pity that everyone has doubts in their hearts at present, and no one can answer her doubts.

Lu Bifang is a very down-to-earth kid. He carefully writes down the things he can't figure out, and plans to go back and report to the captain and deputy team one by one to brainstorm.

After roughly recording, he turned his attention to Jiang Fang, who was holding Nan Zhou's waist with a gentleman's waist and escorting him step by step.

He called out to him: "Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Fang replied politely: "Well, I'm here."

Lu Bifang raised his breath: "You...what did you do before?"

Jiang Fang smiled: "Me? Unemployed."

Lu Bifang asked: "Where did you live before?"

Jiang Fang: "Kiev of Ukraine."

Lu Bifang: "...What about after returning to China?"

Jiang Fang: "Just walk around and take a look."

Lu Bifang deliberately typed out his background, so as to help him recall where he met Jiang Fang.

He asked a question, and Jiang Fang answered a question. He cooperated completely, and there was nothing wrong with his attitude.

But Lu Bifang still felt powerless as if he was punching cotton.

...A student policeman with no work experience, and his speech is still straightforward and naive.

Nan Zhou endured the discomfort and pain in his body, obediently inhaled oxygen and walked.

He was thinking about many things to himself.

He wondered if Luna was really a rabbit.

He thought that they had no time to switch to another mountain in just 12 hours.

They are not familiar with the mountain roads, not to mention the high wind and snow, unless they are led by someone who is familiar with the terrain and have sufficient physical strength, it is impossible to change to another mountain, and they may get lost in the snow.

He wondered how on earth they were going to start this contest.

He wondered whether this visit to the camp would benefit him more, or scare the snake away more.

He thought about that weird woman and the subtle and weird sense of incongruity in that bear-like man.

As they got closer and closer to the small building where they lived, Lu Bifang began to take out the real-time altitude data of the GPS retest.

Sure enough, it was also 4513 meters.

The starting line is the same for both sides.

While most people were focusing on the GPS, Nanzhou glanced and inadvertently caught sight of a mass of black hidden in the shadows beside the cement exterior wall on the second floor.

At first, Nan Zhou thought he was delusional.

But after walking a few steps, he finally saw the specific outline of that thing clearly.

Nan Zhou didn't speak, just stopped quietly, and pointed forward.

Everyone had allocated part of their energy to pay attention to Nan Zhou who was not feeling well. Whenever he made a move, everyone followed the direction of his finger to look at one place——

When Li Yinhang saw the shadow clearly, after experiencing a sudden stop, her heart beat against the little tongue in her throat for an instant, making her throat itchy and her chest suffocated——

There was a skeleton-like person wearing a dark yellow mountaineering suit that had been worn down to light gray, and only strands of it could be seen. His thin body was pressed against the wall, and his body, face, and hair were all uniform gray-blue. The shelter of the upper shadow almost blends with the color of the cement wall.

If it weren't for Nan Zhou's sharp eyes, no one would have noticed this cement-colored voyeur.

His skinny style is exactly the same as the trio in that camp.

Holding a slightly worn climbing rope in his hand, he stood on the waterproof edge about two fingers wide by the window on the second floor.

From the window he was looking at, there was a warm light shining inside, reflecting Liang Shu's slender figure collecting supplies.

And the shadow where the warm light cannot reach is the foothold of the peepers.

The man also quickly noticed the four people who stopped in front of the building.

However, he didn't seem at all nervous about being caught.

He looked down at the four of them, a strange smile appeared on his lifeless face.

When Lu Bifang came to his senses, shouted, and ran towards him with big strides, he shook the rope in his hand, his thin body swam across the wall like a tiger, turned over the second floor, and disappeared on the roof.

Nan Zhou stared at the place where he disappeared, thoughtfully.

That group of people has discovered their existence from the very beginning.

When their own side went to investigate the situation of the other side, they were also observing, guarding against, and guarding against themselves.

...and, crawling really fast.

I really envy.

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