"If all this snow demon has to do is let the entire village slowly starve to death because of food, then why is it only given a day to use the flames to make it all uncomfortable and die at night?"

"If it's only one day, and all of them are burned to death by the flames at night, then why use such troublesome means to dry up the land, the stench of the John's River, and the hunting in the back mountains full of all kinds of dangers, isn't it superfluous?"

Chen Yi, who had incarnated as Sword Immortal Yilin, held his breath and walked on the edge of the John's River, and he could clearly see that the John's River Bank was full of real stench, and from time to time the corpses of dead fish were churning out, completely like a garbage dump.

Not to mention fish, even if a person falls into it, it is estimated that it will be enough to choke.

"yes, what's going on... Sword Immortal Yilin's eldest brother was right, if this Snow White Demon really wanted to kill the entire village, anyway, the flames would come after one night. All the people in this village, including us supernatural players, will die from the flames, so why do these things, it's a bit of a trick."

Tan Jingjing, who was wearing two ponytails, asked puzzledly.

"This is really strange, I'm afraid it's not necessarily, this village from the dead only has one day, but it is possible that this snow demon has made the final curse before, and slowly turned the entire village land, rivers, and hunting into a dead silence, and today the final flame descended and turned the entire village into a sea of fire, burning all the people inside."

Zhou Jian, who had an indifferent face, lowered his head and thought for a moment and said.

It's just that this explanation, although it makes sense, always feels that something is wrong.

"If you explain it like this, it makes perfect sense, but if that's really the case, then why does this village in this blue-level supernatural space death curse island only give one day of strategy time?"

"It is possible to put the time into a month and a year, after all, if I were a demon, I would punish the people of this village, dry up the fields, turn the old John River into a foul smell, and even if I go up to the mountains to hunt, I will suffer from an accident with a demon, and such a painful thing must continue as long as possible, not just for one day."

After all, as a demon, if you really take pleasure in seeing people suffer, the longer this pain is, the happier it is.

Chen Yi, who had incarnated as Sword Immortal Yilin, chuckled and continued to walk on the banks of the John River.

"This is indeed very strange, there is indeed some uncertainty, could it be that there is something we don't know about in this blue-level supernatural space Death Curse Island, or is there something we guessed wrong?"

Zhou Guoqiang, who had a national character face, lowered his head and thought for a moment, raised his eyes, and looked at the sword immortal Yilin who was walking in front of him

"Brother Sword Immortal Yilin, what the hell do you say is going on? Could it be that we were thinking wrong in the first place? ”

"Is it that we were wrong in our thinking at the beginning, we don't know this now, after all, we only have one day, but fortunately, we are players in the Eastern Spiritual Space, in this blue-level spiritual space Death Curse Island, just like this village that has come back from the dead, even if we die, we can be resurrected, so all we can do now is to gather more information, find out the key to the strategy in this village that has come back from the dead, and find out the root of this curse......"

Chen Yi, who incarnated as Sword Immortal Yilin, although he had in his mind this thing obtained through the Heavenly Eye of the Machine Spirit, the strategies of tens of millions of supernatural players on both sides, and all kinds of information obtained from the villages where the blue-level supernatural space Death Curse Island had come back from the dead.

But Chen Yi would never say it like this.

After all, the speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional, although Zhou Guoqiang, Han Lei, the rich second-generation Zhao Xuan and Tan Jingjing can also be regarded as acquaintances.

But God knows if you perform too well, it won't cause unnecessary trouble.

This thought flashed through Chen Yi's mind, and then a wry smile appeared.

Really, I'm still afraid of being exposed?

Please, within the Eastern Spiritual Space, the name of my Sword Immortal Yilin has already been on the rankings of the major guilds and even the forces with hearts.

People suspect that I have some kind of connection with this supernatural space, what am I still struggling with?

Chen Yi, who had incarnated as Sword Immortal Yilin, shook his head with a wry smile.

But he knew that there was no way to do it, after all, when attacking the supernatural space, the final boss faced by the players in the supernatural space on both sides of the east and west could not be attacked or encountered difficulties.

He, the authority, had to do it, or else it would be a failure.

As for revealing your identity, it's not a big deal.

After all, the identity of the Sword Immortal Yilin used now was made using supernatural powers.

If it really doesn't work, it's simple, and when the time comes, you can directly recreate a supernatural identity, and it's not too big a thing.

In general, everything is based on the strategy of the supernatural space.

It's all about your own safety.

"What do you see over there?"

Just when Zhou Guoqiang, Han Lei, the rich second-generation Zhao Xuan and Tan Jingjing were overwhelmed by what Chen Yi said.

I saw Chen Yi pointing to a place in the John River on the side and shouting.

Everyone looked over, and saw that in a hidden corner of the John River not far away, something seemed to be bubbling.

"You see, there are bubbles at the edge of the John's River, so what fish are still alive down there?"

"What are you kidding, look at how the river has become stinky, how can there be fish and shrimp to survive?"

"Even if you have it, you can't eat it."

"Calm down, something is wrong, it doesn't seem to be some kind of fish and shrimp. It looks like someone poured something into it."

Han Lei lowered his head, endured the disgusting stench, and carefully inspected the bubbling place for a moment and said.

"Could it be that someone poured something into the river?"

"It's completely understandable when you think about it."

"The river stinks like this, and if it were me, I'd definitely use it as a garbage dump.

Zhou Guoqiang, who had a national character face, opened his mouth and said

He didn't think it was strange, just like in reality, if the river in one place stinks, I'm afraid it will be treated as a garbage dump by the villagers.

Anyway, it's already stinky, so it's not something that can't be understood that it will be disposed of as a garbage dump.

Although it is now in the Western supernatural space, who can guarantee that the quality of this Westerner will definitely be higher than that of the Easterner?

In fact, to put it bluntly, everyone is just human, and there is no difference between high and low at all.

After all, the ten fingers are still different, and the nine sons of the dragon are different.

No matter what country it is, there are people with high quality, and there are also people with low quality.