In Roger's mind, the wooden house model shimmered, and a notice was given on the billboard.

"Assimilable houses are found, do you assimilate them?"

"What's going on?"

Roger was slightly stunned, can a house that only exists in dreams be assimilated by the Hunter's Cabin?

"Wait?!"

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and Roger suddenly realized something.

Isn't this a dream, it's a reality?!

"But how is that possible?"

I just slept and woke up again, the surrounding streets and houses had not changed, just no one.

This was followed by a strange fog.

When I opened the door, even the house and the street were turned upside down.

If someone told Roger that what he saw before him was the real reality, Roger wouldn't believe it.

But the hint from the hunter's hut made him hesitate.

He suddenly remembered what Henrik had said in the bar.

"Is this the truth of the world?"

"But how did I get here?"

Roger suddenly realized another possibility.

"If this is reality, an unknown reality that exists in another dimension, then not only me, but Henrik and Hathaway should also be here!"

"Maybe Ingmar is here too!"

"No, we have to find them quickly!"

Although the wooden house in front of him could be assimilated into a hunter's hut, Roger did not plan to do so for the time being.

Although the assimilated hunter hut can be relocated, many situations are still unknown at the moment, and he has not figured out the situation here for the time being, so he does not plan to try it easily.

But that doesn't mean Roger doesn't have anything else to do.

Due to the strange changes in his surroundings and the descriptions he saw in Veronica's diary, he subconsciously thought of this place as a dream.

But if this is an eerie real world, new huts can be assimilated here, and correspondingly, graveyard huts that have reached the upper level limit can also be temporarily relocated here.

Do what you think.

Roger focused and mobilized the cemetery hut in his consciousness.

"Temporary migration!"

He gave the command in his mind, and a faint light flashed, and the house in front of him didn't seem to have changed much, but in Roger's vision, the house that had just been dilapidated had a new change.

Cemetery Cottage: Temporary Migration Status.

A countdown appeared below at the same time.

Temporary relocation cannot be replaced frequently, and you need to wait for the cooling-off period to end before making a new move.

And the same house cannot be temporarily relocated continuously.

The surroundings are unknown, and some of the features of the cemetery hut are not available, but the features that are now open include a study, wooden bed, throughout, and storage bin!

Storage bins!

It's awesome, and that's what Roger wants the most.

At first, he didn't feel how convenient the function of the storage box was, but in this strange environment, he was able to obtain some of the functions of the storage box through temporary migration.

This meant that Roger could open the storage box and take out what he had once put inside.

Think food and water!

With these two things, his ability to survive in this strange environment will be greatly improved.

Roger hurried into the room, and soon found a box that had been placed in the kitchen, and when he opened it, what he had once placed in it was immediately revealed.

Taking out a chicken burger, the tenderness of the chicken and the sweetness of the salad stimulated his taste buds, and Roger feasted on 8 burgers in one go!

"It smells so good!"

In this environment, it's lucky to have a stutter, let alone a burger?

Roger then took out a backpack from the box and stuffed it with compressed cookies and water.

Either way, he's going to try to find Henrik and Hathaway, who don't have supplies and can't hold out in this environment for long.

And who knows when that weird fog will come again.

After eating and drinking, Roger's condition was much better, he updated the potions on his body, put on his backpack, and left the house with his weapon.

He explored in the direction he had chosen.

On both sides of the bluestone pavement are old street lamps, the environment here Roger does not know very well, but looking at the decoration, it should be at least the style of fifty or sixty years ago.

The whole street is quiet, there is no wind, no dust, and no small animals and plants are in sight.

The whole city seems to be dead!

The doors of the houses on both sides of the street were closed, and Roger tried to push the doors, but the situation here was very similar to his special room, and there seemed to be an invisible energy protecting the houses.

It was as if the buildings were in another dimension, and Roger could only look at them, but not touch them.

At first, it didn't feel like much, but after walking on the street for a long time, Roger found that the style of the buildings here was extremely similar, and many of the houses looked as if they were printed in a mold.

This is just him walking down one road, if he turns a few corners in the middle, I am afraid that he will have lost his way by this time.

After trying to enter a house again to no avail, Roger shook his head, but just as he was about to continue walking, the corner of his eye swept away.

Behind him, a corner appeared at the end of the line of sight!

"What's going on?"

He remembered that he had been walking in a straight line!

The whole street was wide and unobstructed, and during this time he was not able to enter a single house.

But when did a corner appear on the road behind!

Running around the corner, Roger looked up and saw that the dense houses were lined up, and this was no longer where he had just walked.

"When?"

"Am I being deluded into perception, or do the houses here move on their own?"

At this moment, he suddenly noticed a faint mist in the air.

The fog appeared as if out of thin air, and was slowly increasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Here we go again."

With the mist, there must be monsters!

After experiencing a fog, Roger can be regarded as a little bit of a peculiarity in this strange place.

When there's no fog, it's relatively safe, but the surrounding terrain can be confusing and disorienting.

And when the fog rises, the environment doesn't know if there will be any changes, but at the same time it will be accompanied by monsters.

Roger didn't plan to go too far, so he took a look around the nearby streets, who would have thought that he would be confused into another area on a straight street.

Now that the fog was deepening, he had to hurry back to his hut as quickly as possible, for it was the only house he could enter.

In this labyrinthine environment, it would be difficult for ordinary people to return to the starting point.

But as long as Roger concentrated, the location of the Hunter's Hut appeared clearly in his perception.

Knowing the right direction, the rest is just a matter of time.

He was about to jump onto the house next to him with a single lunge, and since there was a problem on the ground, he must have been the fastest to walk in a straight line on the roof.

But in the next second, a countershock force came, and Roger was bounced out at the same speed.

Not only could the surrounding doors not be opened, the walls were fenced, and everything he saw was like a barrier.

There is simply nowhere to borrow.

The buildings he saw seemed to be in a different dimension from his own.

Seeing that the fog was getting heavier and heavier, faint figures began to appear around him.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from a distance.

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