I received a bounce from a non-existent player

I turned around in a circle, only to realize that there is no distinction between east, west, north and south, but the four directions are only four corners. If I look at each of them, I can always see the one that is wrong.

I walked a few steps along the mural, and a mass of things gradually became clear in my field of vision.

A small countertop was dug out from the corner of the earthen wall of the tomb, and there was a lump of fleshy stuff on it.I endured my nausea and took a close-up photo with my flashlight, only to find that it was a frog the size of a basketball squatting on the platform.

The whole body of the frog is brown and yellow, and it almost blends with the loess behind it. The strange thing is that it is not dry in the earthen tomb. The light shines on it, but reflects a layer of moistness. When it shines on its mouth, it is faint. There is also a hint of metal reflection flashing past.

I stared at the frog and fell silent.

This size...it's really hard to hold a knife.

After a while, I took a breath, and thought that Zongge was half alive, and I dared to poke him, so what's wrong with a bigger frog?So he took courage and walked over with the knife in his hand.

When I got closer, its characteristics became more and more obvious: its whole body was covered in a layer of secretions, which fluctuated with its breathing, making it appear watery; the skin was covered with densely packed bean bumps, The bloated body is like a lump of meat, especially there are two black spots of the same size on the cheeks, which I didn't feel at first glance, but now it looks like a giant deformed head.

I felt nauseous for a while, turned my head to hold back the twitch in my throat, and it took me a while to turn back stiffly.

It is kind enough not to put a single human head, so don't be disgusted with frogs that look like human heads...

Looking at the layer of unknown secretions, I hesitated, bit the electric light between my front teeth, took off my thin coat, rolled several layers on my hands, and pinched the frog's front feet through the clothes.

As soon as I squeezed my hand, there was a "crack" sound under my fingers.I suppressed the desire to let go, and with all my strength, I lifted it all up.

The frog was much heavier than I thought, and it was slippery, and it kept falling down when I held it in my hand. Fortunately, I didn't struggle, otherwise I wouldn't be able to catch it at all.I held it tightly with one hand, and with the other hand I was about to scratch its overly round belly with a knife.

However, in the flickering light, I saw that this "frog" had only one hind foot.

I froze for a moment, raised it a little higher, and tilted my head to look at its hind feet.That one hind foot grew in the middle, and there was no trace of a severed limb beside it.

Shouldn't this be...

Could this be a three-legged golden toad? ?

After I stared blankly at the toad for a while, it opened its mouth, revealing a shiny gold coin the size of half a palm in its mouth.

...sorry.

I put it back on the soil platform with complicated emotions.

It’s okay, after all, it’s really difficult for me to start with this size... Maybe the golden toad is this big, and the frog should be about the same as the frog in reality.

After taking two steps, I stepped back. Even though I knew it was something from the illusion, I still bowed to the legendary three-legged toad that was very lucky, and then continued to grope the next corner as if nothing had happened.

I found three corners in a row, and there was a three-legged toad in the corner.I was also excited while lamenting my bad luck. After all, this means that the frog will be in the next corner.

But when I was almost there, when I shone the flashlight, what caught my eye was a layer of colored glaze.

wrong……

This is a layer of... weird dark green, and what makes me very uncomfortable is that there seems to be a layer of liquid on this thing that is similar to the one on the golden toad. It's glass.

What's this?Is it a sacrificial object?Shouldn't there be a frog in the corner? How could there be such a thing?

While I was puzzled, I shone my flashlight upwards.

The next second, I froze.

Squatting in front of me was an unidentified creature that was almost two people tall, let’s call it a frog; what I just saw was its dark green forearm.

I froze for a long time, looked at the frog that was about the size of a toilet, and looked at the little bit of scalpel in my hand, feeling an urge to die on the spot.

This...is a frog, right?

It's not dead.I am far enough away to see the subtle undulations of that layer of dark green skin.

I stared in shock at the gigantic creature standing in front of me like a giant vulture.Under the light and shadow, it looks particularly tall, almost like a statue enshrined in a temple.

I... want to use a tiny knife in comparison to cut a hole in its stomach?

No, the problem now is not how to dissect it, but how not to be dissected by it.As soon as the flippers come off this body type, I go from [-]D to [-]D.

Thinking of this, I quickly turned off the light.Suddenly, the entire tomb was pitch black.

One of the things I am most afraid of is the darkness. In just a few seconds, I felt a cold hand touch my face, and the faint laughter kept drilling into my ears, until I was forced to sleep. At the point of collapse, he couldn't hold back in the end, and turned on the lowest gear flashlight.

I'm pretty much prepared for any contingencies, yet the giant frog seems indifferent to the sudden appearance of a light source....

I didn't dare to vent my anger, so I tried to turn the flashlight up a notch.Except that the reflection on the frog's skin was even more intense, there was no movement.

At this time, I found that, unlike the other three golden toads, the eyes of the giant frog were closed.

What are you doing closed?Are you sleeping?

Thinking about it again, I suddenly realized——

Is it hibernating?

But it's only mid-October in the real world now, which seems a bit early for hibernation.But there are even mythical animals here, so of course this common sense question cannot be delved into.

I flicked the flashlight in my hand again.The giant frog didn't respond, but its body glistened under the light, really like a statue of emerald glaze.

After confirming that it really didn't respond to external stimuli, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking up at the giant frog, I suddenly remembered the scene in "Jurassic Park" where the heroine rode on the back of a Tyrannosaurus rex to draw blood from it, and I sighed in my heart, what a goddamn time makes a hero.

I tiptoed forward a small step, even though I knew it couldn't hear me, I was still sweating from the sound of the gravel under my feet. When the sound subsided and nothing happened around me, I dared to stab it in the stomach I made a space gesture before.

Given its size, it is not known whether a scalpel can pierce its skin, let alone cut its stomach open.It's impossible to kill it with a knife, I just want it to sleep a little bit, I made a small cut and took something and left, I didn't really want it to die.

He shouldn't wake up, after all, if this kind of monster wakes up, it will be impossible to extract gold by cutting open its abdomen.

Love money is like controlling the wind, gold is present, so don't play tricks on me on this point.

Even so, I was too tense to breathe.

But this is simply a prehistoric monster, I can't do it...

I haven't finished thinking about this sentence in my mind, and I have already stabbed it into its stomach with sharp eyes.

...to ah.

Panting, I let go of the knife stuck in the belly of the giant frog.

It is indeed a good way to do it before you are more afraid.

Feel stagnant.The blade was completely submerged in the frog's skin and there was no blood, so it didn't pierce as expected.

I sighed, and stretched out my hand to try again, but the handle of the knife suddenly rose a little, hitting my fingertip lightly.

I froze for a moment, and looked up stiffly.

In the darkness, a pair of giant red eyes slowly opened, the pupils like a pair of horizontal spindles.

……

It's over.