Monster Collector [Unlimited]

The taskers, who had been mixing themselves into the crowd to hide their true identities, made quick decisions.

Without hesitation, he took out the mental stabilizer and panacea from the equipment rack, drank several bottles in one breath, then took out the special mask and gloves, put on the hooded sunglasses, and wrapped himself tightly.

"Hey, why are you wandering around outside? It's not safe in the jungle now. Go back to the house." The tour guide had just finished the negotiation that made him burnt out. Seeing a tourist in black standing here, he became alert and came over to greet Set about getting him back.

Mo Qi shook his head: "It's too stuffy inside, I'll go in after blowing the wind outside for a while."

"Tour guide," he saw the other party and wanted to persuade him a few more words, but he had already decided in his heart that he would never step into a room where he didn't know what strange events were happening. Let's see."

As if matching his words, there were noisy voices from the room behind him, and some people could vaguely hear cursing.

The tour guide frowned and sighed deeply in his heart. He shouldn't have taken over the group at that time, because so many things have happened.

Facts have proved that when you encounter misfortune, don't panic, because more unfortunate things will happen.

There was already chaos in the house.

In the center of everyone's horrified eyes, a man in a camouflage uniform stood up staggeringly, his eyes were blank, with a stiff and stubborn smile on his face, blood was coming from his nostrils, his ear canals, and his eyes It flowed out, across the face, and fell to the ground, almost hitting every panicked heart.

"I..." A hoarse voice sounded, he raised his hand to support his head, "My head hurts..."

This low-pitched whining sound, which was close to a whisper, quickly turned into a hoarse crackling sound.

The middle-aged woman who was sitting in front of him, who had been cursing continuously after the food was contaminated with blood, even took a step back. The dirty curses in her mouth had disappeared, and her face turned pale.

Someone is yelling:

"Doctor! Call the doctor quickly!"

"What's wrong with this young man!"

"Where did the tour guide go?"

The tour guide had already turned around and ran towards the medical office at the supply point. However, he had just stepped out of the door when he heard screams behind him.

The spectators in the corner suddenly felt a little warm on their shoulders, and when they reached out to touch it, they got blood on their hands. When they looked sideways, it was clear that the people behind them were also suffering from the same disease: "Ah——"

Almost immediately, someone yelled hoarsely: "Someone is sick again!"

"Toxic!" An uneasy speculation spread among the crowd, "The food here is all poisonous!"

These words were like the fuse for detonating a bomb. In an instant, more blood flowed from more orifices. People who were still in shock after being missing continuously began to run wildly, shouting and rushing out to find a doctor.

Such madness soon began to lead to a stampede, and more and more cries rang out.

The tour guide froze in place, and after being pushed and bumped by the crowd a few times, he remembered to reach for the horn on the table in an attempt to stabilize the situation.

A mass of flames appeared in front of his eyes in an instant. Someone threw a burning torch into the dining room from a distance.

The station master, who had been persuading him not to go into the mist to find someone, suddenly appeared, grabbed his hand, and dragged him out of the restaurant.

The tour guide said in horror: "What are you doing?"

He watched helplessly as these people drove the bleeding tourists into the burning restaurant like cattle and sheep.

"It's hopeless." The station master said calmly and coldly, "They are cursed by this forest."

"What a curse! These are all feudal superstitions!" The tour guide struggled to rush in, and the other tourists who had not yet shown symptoms were also dragged out.

The station master stood at the door, and the fire seemed to be burning in his eyes: "You will be infected soon after staying with them. Setting fire is the best way."

The tour guide looked around in a daze. There were only seven people left in such a large tour group.

And, the man who said he wanted to blow some wind outside just now had disappeared.

Mo Qi heaved a sigh of relief. At this time, the word "infected" displayed on the task bar had faded away, and he never expected that there would be such an unexpected wave of death hurdles for the dog who followed the large army cautiously.

However, some information has also been collected, and it is clear that the first to get sick are those who feasted on wild venison.

Game equals curse, or infection.

It fits well with the background of this mission’s jungle tourism, and the behavior of the supply point this time is a bit like fishing and law enforcement. In the guessing set before, the possibility of revenge has increased.

The taskers here diligently analyze the situation, while the barrage over there focuses more on this death level:

"As expected of King Gou, this situation has been mixed up."

"Shoddy fishing law enforcement, but considering they're... quite normal. Just suggest coming to us and learning how to fish properly."

"It's a good thing Xie Meiren and the others didn't take this path, they challenged a more dangerous route."

The dense fog does not cause direct damage to the human body, but walking in it seems to consume a lot of energy.

The three of them walked forward for a while, Xie Changli took the lead to slow down his pace, and his breathing was a little short.

"Let's rest for a while." Xia Shen, who was leading the way at the front, suddenly stopped, turned his head, and pointed to a tree beside him, "Sit on it for a while."

Some teammates who were indeed tired were a little surprised: "Why are you also tired? The last time you led the team during this long-distance raid, you almost exhausted us all."

Surprised and flicked, the teammates still stopped straight, and simply checked the situation on the tree to confirm that there was nothing wrong.

Soon, a little space was cleared on the tree, Xie Changli sat on it, took out a piece of paper, and wrote and drew on it.

Xia Shen leaned over, breathing lightly on the back of his neck, bringing a slight itchiness, Xie Changli turned his head slightly to avoid it, and heard the other party's deep voice: "Is this the route you said?"

After sending out yesterday's invitation, Xia Shen still chose to agree.

Of course, the reason was not only to protect his teammates, but also because Xie Changli admitted his missionary identity and the special information he possessed.

Xie Changli was a Wu who was an important member of the entire village tribe from the very beginning, and he would indeed have important information that foreign tourists like them could not reach.

Now, even the teammates who were still being pointed at with knives at this time wished they could immediately sell their Brother Xia to someone else as a thug.

"Yes," Xie Changli paused for a moment, and followed a path in the forest leading directly to the top of the mountain. "On the night when the backpacker disappeared, someone from the tribe sneaked out. His final goal was this direction."

Xia Shen looked in that direction: "What's at the end?"

"A cave." Xie Changli glanced in that direction and then retracted, his eyes focused on the piece of paper in his hand, "There are some special things inside, and I didn't let Xiao Hei explore more."

During the time together, the two sides also exchanged some information. Xia Shen knew that Xiao Hei was referring to the dog-shaped monster who was good at concealment and hunting. The vines and the ravens hovering and patrolling in mid-air.

I don't know when Unlimited Service Company produced such a powerful newcomer, Xia Shen thought, but he just woke up from the cemetery, so it's normal that he doesn't remember anything.

Xia Shen paid more attention to another matter than exploring the other party's identity and background.

He stared at the other's slender and slightly trembling eyelashes: "I want to confirm one thing."

"What?" Xie Changli became serious.

He insisted on forming an alliance with the other party, and using his personal skills to make the other party his ghost was to deal with the unpredictable depths of the cave.Before that, it is natural to ensure mutual trust between the two parties.

"You seem to be a little afraid of heights?" Xia Shen said hesitantly, with a low voice.

A hint of disbelief flashed in the eyes of the young man who had already taken off the satin before him, and soon the corners of his mouth curled up as if a little funny: "No."

If it were someone else, maybe they would politely avoid this topic at the moment, but Xia Shen would sometimes be inexplicably persistent: "No, you are just forcing yourself to get used to staying at a high place. Whether it is in the mother tree or now, You don't like looking down from a high place."

"Besides," he took Xie Changli's wrist with a cool hand and led him to jump down from the tree, "your breathing and heartbeat speed up at high places."

Xie Changli didn't expect his partner's focus to be so strange, so he simply said frankly: "Actually, it's not that annoying. When I was young, I always lived in the highest room in my house."

He raised his head and looked at the raven hovering in the sky: "At that time, I really wanted to become a bird."

"What happened next?" Xia Shen asked softly.

"Something happened a little bit, it's not a bad thing." Xie Changli frowned imperceptibly, and it fell into Xia Shen's eyes, "It's almost time to rest, let's go on."

supply station.

The flames that brought about the collapse have dissipated, and panic and numbness are still spreading among the crowd.

Only the three staff members are still slowly arranging the next thing: "I can understand your desire to go down the mountain as soon as possible, but now the fog is getting thicker, going down the mountain will be more dangerous, you better go down the mountain. Stay here for now."

"Don't worry, we have enough food reserves here." The man with traditional oil paint all over his body showed a malicious smile.

The guide took a step back, feeling more and more uneasy in his heart.

Mo Qi originally wanted to take advantage of the time when they went back to the village together. Hearing this, he was sure that this place was not suitable for staying for a long time. Even after finishing his equipment, he jumped between the jungles with his claws and followed the direction where the fog was thinner. go all the way.

"I can't live without it, and I don't know if there will be any monsters in this mist." He muttered a few words, and stood on the tree in the next second, showing a slight smile.

He was still weak at first, but the scattered bullet screens became dense again.

"Okay, my Gouhuang, this luck is no one else."

"I saw key information points directly by mistake. This wave is a coexistence of danger and opportunity."

"Maybe I can see Meiren Xie from another perspective, Xiao Qi, come on!"

Just as excited by the barrage, the slightly thin fog was not enough to block his sight. Standing on the top of a tree, he could clearly see a small cave on the hillside in front of him.

In front of the cave, an old man with a huge backpack was sitting on a stone——

Like a traveler who comes here to rest, but also like a guardian of this cave.