When Chaoying meets Little Siren

Three layers of cocoons turn into truck-sized spider-like monsters.

This is a piece of information, used to warn my future self to run away when we see this thing, and don't even look back.

The premise is that now he can go back alive.

The spider is not high enough for him to look up at, but its body is really huge, like a moving building, giving people a strong sense of oppression, and the chelicera is especially frightening when it swings...

……Um?

Jason took a tentative step back.

The giant spider had a flexible mind, turned towards him, slowly moved its front left claw, and slowly poked the ground in front of it.

The whole process took three seconds, and the giant spider moved forward about half a meter.

Its expression is still ferocious, its head is still turning horribly, and it looks like it will dash towards it with its claws waving in the next second, but it seems that the cocoon bag is too large and cumbersome, which has become its drag, and its moving speed is too fast. slow.

Jason tentatively fired two shots at it, one shot into its mouth, the giant spider choked, and a yellow-green liquid flowed out of its mouth, but it didn't move at all; Entering the cocoon bag, the bullet was almost swallowed by the cocoon bag, and even the burning hole it shot out was filled by the unknown material gushing out of it within three seconds.

The giant spider was enraged and raised its head and roared at him.

It was still clumsily moving toward him, the sun had almost completely sunk, and the little arc was almost completely lost under the horizon.

They are running out of time.

Jason made up his mind.

"Val, listen to me."

Jason said, still alert, but having calmed down a bit, he wasn't about to waste bullets without supplies.

"I'll lead it somewhere else for a long circle and come back here. What you need to do is start a fire - pick up the dry branches on the ground and pile them together."

Jason took out the lighter in his pocket, his eyes still fixed on the one-story monster, fearing that it could come up with some new tricks, he threw the lighter in Will's direction without looking back.

"Can it be done?" Jason asked in a deep voice.

no reply.

"Val?" Jason hurriedly turned to look at her.

Only then did she realize that she was staring at the giant spider with cold sweat all over her face.

"Vair?!" Jason raised his voice, seeing that the giant spider was temporarily unable to pose a threat, he ran over in two or three steps, and patted her face with the back of his hand: "What's wrong!?"

The little girl swallowed hard twice: "I..."

Her voice was dry, she licked her lips, her eyes still didn't fall on him, she had to turn her face towards him to focus on his face with slack eyes, she tried hard, but her pupils were still dilated.

Jason had seen this look in other places.

—the expression on the faces of those addicted to hallucinogenic drugs in the drug den.

This thing can actually cause mental attacks, hallucinogenic poisonous gas?But he was even closer, and he wasn't affected much. Why would Weier, who was farther away, be affected?

Jason cursed secretly. He didn't have smelling salts, and she didn't seem to have any reaction to the rotten flesh of the monster. It seemed that she couldn't wake up in a short time. Jason made a decisive decision, reached out to pick up the little girl, turned around and ran away.

He looked up at the disappearing sun, and calculated in his mind that they still had about ten minutes before the sun completely set.

He shouldn't have turned his back on that thing.

The sound of claws digging into the soil stopped for a short period of time, about five seconds. Before he could think whether he had gotten rid of it or was something new, he heard rustling A rustling, disturbing sound.

That was the sound of the claws of the small black monster and the yellow-black monster moving.

——In the body of that large spider, there will still be small spiders opening the cocoon and coming out of it.

Jason was holding Will in one hand and the gun in the other. His body was not well balanced because of the person caught in his left hand, but the accuracy of shooting was still not low.

——It was enough for the bullet to penetrate the eye socket of the black spider and crush its internal organs.

The bushes obscured the line of sight a little, and the second bullet deviated a little bit, and was dodged by the yellow-black spider, but the shot cut off its three claws from the root, and it staggered and fell down, probably for a while. I can't get up for a while.

There are only two for now.

Jason took a short breath. For some reason, anxiety and fear suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.

He was running in the direction he had come from, his heart rate soaring, it almost seemed to be beating in his ears, the sound was loud and rapid.

Looking back occasionally, the figure of the giant spider gradually disappeared from the field of vision, and the last rays of the sun also disappeared on the horizon.

Night is pitch black.

Jason looked up, he remembered that there were no clouds in the sky today, but there was not even a trace of moonlight.

This world does not necessarily have a moon.

Jason held the little girl in one arm, while keeping an eye on nearby sounds with his ears. It was not difficult for him to determine the enemy's position through the sound.

He subconsciously reached out to touch the lighter in his pocket, only to realize that the lighter was thrown at Weier, and he didn't have time to pick it up when he ran away.

He could only look for it tomorrow, and if he couldn't find it, he would have to consider spending hours drilling wood to make a fire.

It's not about tonight after all.

The surrounding area was completely quiet, whether it was the chirping of birds or the sounds of insects, it was as if they had been swallowed up by the black night like ink, and the range of what I could see was blackness that could not be touched by hand.

The old man once said that Gotham's vigilantes had to get used to blending into the night, but he wasn't that kind of lurking for a night to get hit, and he didn't like hiding in the dark very much.Seriously, besides Batman's, which Robin's uniform color would allow them to hide in the dark?

Speaking of who designed his uniform.

He deliberately distracted himself a little bit to relieve the nerves that were about to collapse. The anxiety drilled into his body like tarsal maggots and gnawed at his internal organs. The time spent recovering from side effects.

It took a while for Jason's eyes to get used to the brightness, and he could barely see the outlines of things in the dark.

The pond and the three-story cocoon are wrapped in a green turf-he honestly doesn't understand why two places less than two kilometers apart have two completely different seasonal turf colors, but since this place may not have Applying the geographical knowledge of the earth, he reluctantly entered this piece of information into his mind as a conclusion—and after running such a long distance, he leaned over to touch the turf, and found that the grass blades were dry and soft. After dark, he returned to the area with dead grass.

The light-colored withered grass also appeared a little brighter than his shoes in the dark night, so he simply put Weier, who was still awake, on his back and groped forward.

——Until he saw within his field of vision, on the light-colored turf, a slender, dark shadow like a human claw, which was extremely obvious in such a deep darkness.

Could it be any worse.

Jason stared at the shadow with his eyes open, and felt the little girl's hands subconsciously hug his neck behind him, wet but soft.

That didn't comfort him, but reminded him that there was still a young life behind him.

The claw-like shadow didn't seem to have any hostile intentions, and made a very humane gesture of clenching a fist, hesitantly moved closer to him, and finally retreated into his field of vision.

what to do.

Jason muttered to himself, looked around, and suddenly found that his surroundings were covered with shadows like claws.

Jason broke out in a cold sweat.

The shadow claws didn't care about his tense nerves, one of them waved, and after attracting his attention, he stretched out a finger and poked in one direction.

Jason: "..."

What are you doing! ?

Seeing that he didn't move, the shadow's claws actually broke away from the ground, and with five fingers forming a palm, he waved it slowly, as if to show its harmlessness, and then slowly approached him.

When it became in such an upright form, Jason realized that the huge shadow claws could cover half of his body, but it didn't move any more, it just approached him, and then did it fiercely again in front of his eyes. made a gesture.

—Go in that direction.

It seems to be speaking silently.

Jason straightened up slowly.

In this darkness, he has no vision, no weapons, and a small oil bottle on his back, so he can only look at it for the time being.

After all, he was surrounded by a shadow of claws ready to move.

He walked cautiously and slowly, and the paws tapped the ground impatiently and turned around him.

After walking a certain distance, Jason saw a little fire at the end of his vision.

Jason looked down, and the shadows surrounding him had all dissipated.

When he got close to the fire, he realized that it was a bonfire of burning stones. A wooden fence surrounded the vegetable garden and oddly shaped instruments beside the bonfire.

There was a man sitting with his back to him on the wooden stake by the campfire.

Jason deliberately stepped on the sound of footsteps.

Compared with him, that person was much calmer. Hearing the voice, he turned his head and glanced at him hurriedly. He was a somewhat depressed middle-aged man with combed hair, and the firelight illuminated his two bruised dark circles.

This concentration of dark circles is really a bit familiar.

Regardless of the dark circles under the eyes, what is incredible is that the man wears a hand-woven garland on his head.

A middle-aged man with dark circles under his eyes, and a wreath.

Jason took a step back with his back to Weier calmly.

It's not that he's discriminatory or stereotyped or anything, it's just that... he doesn't think a middle-aged man who looks like he's been up all night often and whose hair looks like he hasn't washed in days, would be able to live in this world of messy monsters, and Picking flowers and weaving garlands to wear on yourself is the leisurely love of life.

The man was quite calm when he saw him, but after roughly looking at him for a week, he showed a stunned expression.

"You didn't even hit the fire, and you still survived Charlie?"

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The author has something to say:

Val: san value warning(!)

In the game, don’t run around at night without lighting a torch like Brother Tong, that’s basically suicide (Charlie warns!), there’s a reason why Brother Tong can act like this xd

And... Sarah, where did Bu Yichao go?

And for girls who have never played games, the mental value will drop quickly near the boss in the famine. After all... it is too beyond the scope of understanding hhh

I really want to write a character card for Val.

Character name: Val

* Fear of darkness and loneliness.

*Available in dual form.

人类形态血量150饥饿150精神100普攻伤害0.5x技能伤害无视敌方护甲造成5x伤害。

人鱼形态血量400饥饿300精神100普攻伤害3x技能伤害无视敌方护甲造成5x伤害。

Character Ability: Hypnosis, Sonic Attack, [Undeveloped], [Undeveloped]

When the mental value is low, there is a certain chance to fall into a self-protective hibernation state.

Spirit regenerates faster when near allies (especially guardians) and oceans.