There was another rumble, like thunder, like something broke, the earth trembled and the water rolled up big waves. Ren Yifei immediately lay down on the boat, catching the cat with one hand and grabbing the edge of the boat with the other.

"Ah -" the waves three stories high scattered the fleeing crowd directly.

"bang!" The wall formed by the white waves was photographed, and because of the distance, a little wave hit the boat, but the glass fish tank buzzed, he closed his eyes directly, and both the man and the boat seemed to be slapped flat.

Rain Water poured down, covered with water on all sides, and his clothes were drenched.

Because he was far away and there were Bubble lifts on all sides, the boat was miraculously safe and sound. Ren Yifei raised his head hard, and the empty water fluttered with sundries.

He stretched out his hand and pulled in the water: "Hello?" Is there anyone else? "

They are all fishermen, so they won't drown with this little water, right?

However, the aftermath of a roll of the water directly washed Ren Yifei's small wooden boat far away. He kept looking at the distance, only saw the floating debris, but could not see anyone.

Rain Water reached out and wiped his face. He sat on the boat, watching the apocalyptic scene and stopped talking.

"A large area of the coastline began to collapse, and there was no accident, and the most marginal people were almost wiped out." Looking at the screen in her hand, the little girl thought.

The warm yellow lights flashed above the head, and the faces of the people in the room were bright and dark. At present, 1/2 of those present are players who do not communicate with each other and think about it individually.

Players have been on the move since npc was still at home, and they were the first people to come to the estate.

However, players do not like to pile up, for a copy of the category, most players with the repulsive mentality. As a result, these players spread out.

There are three players in this little A Cottage in the Forest, all of them are of their own type, and the rest are asylum seekers coming up one after another.

The expression of the asylum seekers is even uglier than that of their dead loved ones. some of them are angry and curse, and some of them wail psychologically and collapse. they all seem to have a poor psychological quality, and it is easy to lose control of their emotions and be easy to identify.

After that, more than a dozen asylum seekers came one after another, each full of fear, crying or trembling, some empty-handed, some carrying emergency supplies.

"the island collapsed." The asylum-taker from afar cried, "with a bang, half of it sank into the sea."

Others who heard the news were shocked: "how did the island collapse?"

"I don't know, but it just collapsed! It's cracked! " The speaker looked very broken. He covered his head and said, "I don't know what to do next!"

In A Cottage in the Forest, there are one crying after another, and the sound effects circulate in three dimensions.

The little girl looked away, and the other player was indifferent, thinking about one thing: too many survivors, sometimes not a good thing, too many uncontrollable factors.

I wish there were fewer survivors.

Only Sam, sitting against the wall in the corner, opened a village chronicles and said nothing.

The estate has gathered eight players, and he is not sure whether the Black Rabbit is hidden in the manor's npc or has not arrived. hope he heard the broadcast.

This time the copy is very unfriendly to him.

Camouflage Liu lacks props and skills to protect himself, and he has been in the corner of desolation for less than a month, not to mention a lot of evil players.

Watching the wind and rain outside through the glass door, Sam tightened his lips.

Somewhere down the hill.

Most of the water in the boat was spooned out, and the black cat stood in the bucket, bowing its body and shaking off the sea water.

Ren Yifei, who was still floating on the water, stood for a long time in the face of the sea, which had suddenly become ferocious and brutal: "go to the mountain first." In any case, survive. "

He went wrong twice, and it was not until he met other fugitives that he found the entrance to the manor, a concrete road hidden in the mountains and forests.

The manor was built halfway up the hillside, and a little light could be seen from above. There is a straight cement road at the foot of the mountain, which is quite wide, with guardrails on both sides, and signs are affectionately hung on the edge of the guardrail.

The intersection at the foot of the manor was clogged with boats and floating objects of all kinds, and the newcomers tied their boats to the army with ropes, and Ren Yifei followed suit.

With buckets and cats in his arms, he carried a bag on his back and walked through the wet boats until he stepped up the concrete steps.

The people on the cement ladder walk in twos and threes, some with their families and some alone, both men and women. Their shadows fall in the wind and rain, like ghosts.

In the face of wind and rain, Ren Yifei walked hard.

The bone shelf followed him all the time, but the others didn't seem to see him.

The asylum seekers in the crowd acted awkwardly with a look of panic, and Ren Yifei did not see anything behind each other like Ren Yifei.

He suspected that these things could only be seen by someone who was targeted.

"Ah!" With a cry of surprise, an asylum seeker rolled down. Ren Yifei turned sideways to avoid it. He looked up and saw a panicked figure.

The people who rolled down took away several unfortunate asylum seekers, and there were a lot of curses.

Everyone's mood is in a state of tension, and gas cans will explode if something is wrong at all.

Then these people became more careful.

With a goldfish bowl on top, Ren Yifei, who was heavily burdened with towing, just wanted to find a dry place to sit and rest. Ren Yifei climbed the stairs impassively, passing one frightened and frightened asylum seeker after another.

Looking back at the small boats and thin figures in the rain, the whole island seems to be shrouded in invisible shadows.

"Meow." The black cat huddled in the barrel and looked carefully at the environment outside the bird. The sound was much weaker.

"Don't worry, we'll be there in a minute." He gasped and walked up step by step. the wind was so strong that he felt that he would be blown down and rolled down at any moment. He had to bend over to have some sense of security.

The steps are made of cement, with anti-skid lines, but they are still slippery on a rainy day.

Wearing a goldfish bowl is one of the best choices he has ever made. Although he is shaken and his ears are buzzing by the rain, his head is dry and even if most of his body is drenched, he will feel much more comfortable.

Those who wear raincoats with umbrellas are almost drenched now, and they can't see the way clearly. One thing they don't notice is that the soles of their feet slip.

The trouser pocket pressed against his thigh was ironed. Ren Yifei thought it was an illusion at first, but later it didn't feel right, only to find that it was already 11:00.

The watch is drenched, and don't know whether the watch is waterproof or not, and the glass cylinder can barely see the direction of the pointer.

Sure enough, it was 11:00.

The information has probably been updated.

Will it have anything to do with the bone shelves around you, the rainstorm, and the collapse of the island?

Surrounded by people who do not know whether they are enemies or friends, he does not dare to act rashly, only as if the abnormality in his pocket does not exist.

Avoiding several falls all the way, he finally arrived at the manor halfway up the hill.

There is a ticket buying platform covered with rattan man. there is a lot of moss on the steps, the gates are open, and there are specially planted flowers and trees on both sides. the branches and leaves have not been repaired for a long time, and they look messy, and now they are still beaten to pieces by Rain Water.

"Wow." A flash of golden lightning flashed, and the manor under the heavy rain had a gloomy atmosphere. Ren Yifei raised his hand to wipe the glass jar and wanted to see the manor more clearly.

In front of him was a large arched iron gate, which had lost its paint and produced dark red rust. There is a neon sign of "Starlight Manor" on it, and several light boxes have been broken.

The lower corner of the house number is rickety in the rain, half broken, leaving 12 two digits.

The manor looks a little dilapidated and gives people a strange sense of misfortune.

The door was open, and a woman in a beautiful white dress stood in the doorway, her hair growing to the waist season, like waves, even if it was completely wet.

"Welcome to Starlight Manor." She stood in the iron gate, with no face, as cold as ice, and motionless, as if she did not welcome them.

Because of this strange and contradictory attitude, the people who came in could not help looking at her several times.

"is it the owner of the manor?" They talked a lot.

"she is the owner of the manor," she heard everyone talking. "Please restrain yourself and not destroy what's in it when you go."

Her voice was cold and hard, as cold as a storm.

It was a tall young man around her who had a lot of temperature: "come on in, everyone. There are towels in it."

"Let's go! You can't go in there! " At the door, he was still standing in front of an unshaven uncle, crazy, and when he saw a man, he yelled, "Don't go in there, there's a ghost in this manor!" It turns people into ghosts! "

It is the madman see during the day, his clothes are wet by the rain, and his clothes are even ragged.

Everyone was uneasy and was suddenly yelled at by this man, and the whole person hesitated.

The owner of the manor looked at him and said, "you can go without waiting, assuming you have somewhere else to go."

"you can't go in there, you'll die if you don't go in there!" The madman was holding a loudspeaker, but there was probably no electricity. His voice could only be spread in a limited range and was suppressed by the sound of the violin next door.

Yes, the stray artists who play the violin are also there, standing under the eaves, playing as if no one was there.

Heaven and earth is his stage, wind and rain is the accompaniment.

For some reason, the panicked team calmed down when they heard the sound of the violin he played, and the balance in their hearts tilted in the direction of "going away".

Two young men in the uniform of the staff came out of the manor, and they beckoned the crowd to go inside.

The manor has its own generator, so there is still electricity, but it has to be saved, the street lights are dim, and only the windows of the front row of wooden houses glow with orange light.

In the eyes of those who have endured a night of darkness, this light means hope as well as civilization.

They no longer listened to the old man and rushed towards the light.

Ren Yifei also couldn't wait to run over. He thanked the owner of the manor: "Thank you, guys, for the trouble."

The owner of the manor glanced at him, and there was a strange rustle in the corner of his mouth: "you're welcome. You like polite guests."

The brightest row of wooden houses falls in the middle of a large meadow, with an all-glass crystal palace on the side. look at the furnishings inside, it is a restaurant. There are also people in there, some are sorting things, some take off their clothes and wring them dry.

He was about to go to the largest room in front of him, but he was bumped by the crowd from behind: "piss off!"

He was pushed to the edge by the irascible crowd in the blink of an eye.

How did this happen? He was a little strange, before it was a calm group, suddenly a little crazy. Because you are close to your destination, you can't keep your manners.

Standing under the tree, he saw the crowd flocking to the cabins and quarrelling with those who had arrived before.

These people are a little too grumpy.

Shaking his head, he noticed a small mushroom-shaped room on the other side.

Away from that row of cabins, it looks very special.

The little mushroom house was at the end of the gravel road, surrounded by towering Chinese fir, and the light came out of the small window in the night and rain.

Like a poor man lost in a fairy tale forest, he stumbled across a Smurf village and stumbled towards the hut.

The mushroom house is small, the paint on the roof and walls has fallen off, the bright color has become dim, there is mold in the corner, there is a smell of basement, and the salty smell peculiar to the sea.

But no matter what, it's more comfortable than being caught in the rain.

"it's so comfortable." In the brightly lit single-story building, the wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the air became warm. He immediately put down the bucket and backpack, took off the glass hood, revealed his beautiful and youthful face, and took a deep breath.

He tore the tape off his neck as he yanked, "Zela", and he hissed in pain.

Huh? It smells good.

A familiar scorched smell floated in the air, and in the cold night it was like waiting for him to come to the cafe, which was bright and warm, and the window was full of sweet snacks.

"there is a huge flaw in the interpretation of the story."

Ren Yifei pressed a percentage point under his eyebrow: dessert player, Sam.