Bingyun got an expired oil dish for the Mothman: "Do you want tahini?" It has only expired for 4 years. ”

"Put more." The Mothman screamed.

"Can you tell us some information?" Wu Na asked.

"What do you want to know, it's hot, but it's delicious." The Mothman took the cold beer that Bingyun handed him again.

"This world..." Zhang Zhengxiong's words made the moth man who drank a sip of cold beer and indulged in it speak again: "I don't know the specifics, gray, dark, foul-smelling light, almost everything, all the creatures that are illuminated by the light, even the 'gods' without exception, that light is not an ordinary light, it is a straight line, but like a distorted aurora, I just happened to be locked in the ground to avoid it. ”

"And how do you know it's like that?" XV voiced his doubts and divided the frozen meat from the old refrigerator in his bowl.

"My moth eyes and dust work on that agent, and I can see everything he sees, ready to escape." The mothman grunted as he blew on his meat.

"It's too dangerous out there, I hid with XBI for eight years before I ventured out." The Mothman saw that there was still smoke in XV, and blinked his big moth red eyes.

XV hurriedly threw a pack over, "Aren't you amazing?" In the X-Files mystical creatures, no one who has seen you will die well, and you can predict events, are you still afraid of those walking dead outside? ”

"Huh!? Do you think I'm afraid of them? Hey, don't you, don't you know!? The Moth Man lit a cigarette in surprise, then looked at the dazed crowd, and waved the dust wings behind his head, and in the dust, everyone saw the corrupt creatures as high as the sky, the black goat cubs, the star color, and so on.

"Cthulhu?" Bingyun lost his voice.

"It's not just it, the biggest relationship is probably the black sheep mother." Mothman teased, "I've had nothing to do in my eight years at XBI, I've looked at a lot of top-secret archives and found something, but this time it's mostly the stupid human government that created something they can't control." ”

"What are you for?" Wu Na was curious and put the fish in her bowl into her bowl.

Didn't she say that? Cthulhu, used to create weapons against them, from the government really found that the fate of human beings is like ant dust in front of the outer gods, and that deep 'malice', in fact, it is not malicious, but how to say it, as if you see a little nasty naughty ants that feel, the key is that these ants have other adults guarding them, and then they start to find knowledge from the Necronomicon book, libraries, etc., plus a certain madman, and turn it on' The project was originally intended to be so, but as the research was discovered, it also included the possibility of becoming those powerful beings, and then this research. It's kind of weird. There is everything like seeking immortality, and even the government is divided into many factions to guide the direction of research, resulting in a complete distortion of the core and overload and collapse. "The moth man extinguished the smoke and continued to eat hot pot" As for the prediction, I can't predict anything now, but the feeling tells me that I may find a new door with you, but this feeling is very uncertain, and I have to gamble, no humans to play, so boring. ”。

"You're not nostalgic for being recorded by humans as a mystical creature and looking for a time to study." Wu Na smiled.

The moth man paused for a moment, "Maybe, look at this depression and all the ** scenes, the game of cat and mouse, the game of escape and dodge, compared to now... I still like the latter. ”

"So you're going to be with us?" After Zhang Zhengxiong finished speaking, there was a system prompt and a new 'partner' to join.

"Sort of, I think you're going to enjoy it." The moth man smiled and said, "It's going to be night, you must be careful, unlike daytime, at night, those beings will be very active. ”

"You can sense those things, right?" Fang Ci asked.

"Sort of." The Moth Man looked at Fang Ci with some displeasure, after all, he didn't give himself anything.

Fang Ci also felt the contempt, understood, and put the aged frozen beef that had just been soaked in his bowl for a long time into its bowl, and only then did the moth regain his good friend's red eyes.

Fang Ci smiled bitterly, is it so snobbish?

On the other side, Lin Sen looked at the sunset and had an ominous premonition.

"Night, danger." The man next to him said coldly.

Lin Sen understands what it means, at night, those lazy existences during the day began to be active, and quickly found a hotel with relatively few zombies, now these general zombies are not the biggest problem, some understand how this kind of game can have the kind of skills that RPG will have, such as fighting qi slash This kind of thing is very inconsistent in documentary zombie games, the sun sets, darkness falls, Lin Sen who is hiding in the toilet of a quiet room on the thirtieth floor, looks out from the small window, and sure enough, the cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods have come out, giant worms, There are even signs of the Drill Demon Worm, the danger of this night, if the day is purgatory on earth, then the night is the purgatory of heaven and earth, and it is difficult to walk at night, not to mention that there is only one person, if you see the Tyndallus Hound once you see it, you may not be able to escape death alone, that thing is a dimensional space time tracking creature, and anyone who sees it will inevitably die, but to see them to a large extent, it is only possible for people who try to travel to time and space through the sacrificial secretary.

Lin Sen used the rotten blood of zombies and the body, intestines and other things to dye the whole body, reducing his human taste as much as possible, although he couldn't deceive the all-knowing creature of the great race of Is, but the kind that needed to be judged by the senses could reduce the encounter, although there were entities, the existence of realistic structures would be infected, but only the existence of fictional bodies would not necessarily be infected, such as the great race of Is, although they also have a subject, but in order to live forever, his subject is more consciousness and spirit, Don't look over your head at the man who has been boarding with the great race of Is, standing in the corner of the toilet, his eyes are not away from him at all times, numb and unwavering.

The picture returned to Ye Cang's side, Thorn Rose finally understood how the cracked hole in the ground came from, looking at the huge worm body, Yan Hansha began his own drifting skills, as well as his own drag racing skills, but he was still hit by a part of the mucus The car window, Ye Cang immediately cut down and flew without two sides of the sky, inserted the two sides of the sky, signaled Yan Hansha to give up his seat, and drove by himself, holding the steering wheel The familiar feeling came.

Sure enough, the protection of Qiu Guo, the god of driving, was still there, Yan Hansha looked at Ye Cang's extreme reaction and operation, the steering wheel and this car seemed to be his body, and there was one point, it was impossible for the configuration of this car to run at this speed and texture...