It was dark outside the window and it was raining lightly.
On the gray floor of the living room, a red candle as thick as a wrist burned.
The candle tears are beautiful.
It drips like blood.
The beating candlelight reflected on the dim wall, reflecting eight large twisted characters.
【Welcome to Strange Survival! 】
Mo Han stared at that line of words.
Fear spreads rapidly in my heart like ink dripping into clear water.
Now.
He witnessed the birth of these eight words with his own eyes. They were not written by humans, but by blood running on the walls.
Then it will be collected automatically.
The blood flowed on the wall as if it were alive, but it was always composed of those few words.
Under the beating candlelight, the eight bloody characters looked even more weird and evil.
Mo Han took a few steps back.
Swallowing nervously.
At this time, another line of words appeared in front of me:
[Something strange has happened, please remember the following tips. 】
【1. Never let the candles in the room go out, otherwise you will be swallowed up by strangeness. 】
【2.Darkness is full of danger. You may encounter ghosts, strange things, and dark creatures. 】
[But it is also full of opportunities. ]
[If you want to survive, you must take the first step bravely and walk into the endless darkness to find the hope of life. With luck, you may also find a way back to Earth. 】
【3. Don't stay in the dark for a long time, be careful of being stared at by strange things. 】
【4. The weaker the body, the easier it is to be eroded by unfamiliar things, so try to keep yourself healthy. 】
[5. No matter what you see next, you must stay calm, because the faster the sanity value drops, the easier it is to be swallowed up by the weirdness. 】
【Good luck! 】
After the prompt ended, Mo Han digested the information one by one.
He realizes that he is already in the midst of supernatural phenomena and must adapt to the situation as soon as possible.
said the second prompt.
Head into the endless darkness and maybe find your way back to Earth.
That is to say.
This is no longer the old world.
So where is this place? Is it just you here?
Mo Han gently opened the window. It was raining lightly outside, but strangely, he couldn't hear the rain.
There is no brightly lit city in sight.
Everything outside the window was drowned in darkness.
Mo Han was confused.
Since this is not the original world, why is it in my own home?
When he first woke up, Mo Han was wearing thin pajamas and lying on the cold floor.
Beside him was a red candle.
Other than that, there was nothing in the house, even the water and electricity were cut off.
The house of more than 90 square meters has become a complete empty shell.
Fortunately, from the decoration style of the house and the traces of use in daily life, we can vaguely identify that this is our own home.
But there is no explanation for why household items mysteriously disappeared.
The floor was bone-chillingly cold, and the chill spread all over his body along his bare feet.
Mo Han sat on the ground and curled up into a ball.
He was now hungry and cold and in urgent need of warm clothes and food.
Tip 4 mentioned that the weaker the body, the easier it is to be eroded by strangeness.
Strange survival.
It seemed that he was forcing himself into the darkness to find hope of survival.
That's it.
The beating candlelight suddenly became erratic, as if something was passing by.
Mo Han's whole body trembled.
There is a limit to how much candlelight can illuminate. In the darkness where the firelight could not illuminate, something seemed to be staring at me.
This is not an illusion.
Mo Han leaned nervously against the wall, trying to calm himself down.
The last tip said.
No matter what you see, you must stay calm, otherwise the faster your sanity declines, the easier it will be to be swallowed up by the weirdness.
San value is sanity.
Or mental strength.
As long as the mental power is strong enough and the brain is rational enough, strange erosion can be avoided.
Mo Han took a few deep breaths, and his nervousness suddenly eased a little.
At this time, another prompt appeared in front of me.
[The weird survival page is loaded successfully and can be called out or closed. 】
After the prompt ended, an information bar appeared in front of Mo Han's eyes, similar to the home page of some apps.
There are seven functions in total.
They are: My, Warehouse, Tasks, Friends, Transactions, Identification and Community Forum.
Each function has a corresponding explanation.
First click on "My".
[Survivor: Mo Han]
[Health: 75% (your body is in a sub-healthy state, don’t get sick)]
[Hunger level: 20% (need to replenish food as soon as possible)]
Sub-healthy body.
20% hungry.
It was hell mode from the beginning. If you don't eat anything, you will soon develop symptoms of dizziness and fatigue.
A weak body is most susceptible to strange erosions.
Food is urgently needed now.
【Ding! After going out, there is a 90% chance of finding food and a 20% chance of encountering dark creatures. 】
Mo Han frowned slightly.
Strange.
This prompt is different in that it is delivered via voice.
It comes straight to mind.
Mo Han didn't understand why it wasn't a text prompt, but the risk was only 20%, which gave him some confidence.
He continued to inspect the warehouse.
After clicking, there is a [Rusty Axe] inside, which is considered a novice weapon.
With a thought, the ax appeared in his hand.
The hand was cold and covered with rust. The blade was curled and was about thirty centimeters long.
Holding it in your hand adds a sense of security.
While the biggest threat right now is the omnipresent weirdness, there are also creatures of darkness.
An ax is better than none.
Mo Han continued to check other functions. The task bar and friend bar are empty, and the trading channel does not have any items for sale.
The recognition function is a bit interesting.
Scan, similar to WeChat, to identify information on most items.
And it is also the "key" that opens the door.
Go out and find supplies. When you return, scan the front door to open your own door.
very convenient.
Finally there is a feature "Community Forum".
Mo Han clicked in and found that there were already seven or eight posts.
The IDs of these posters are interesting.
[Building 3, 801 Ma Qiang], [Building 6, 1103 Liu Yanping], [Building 7, 905 Xu Miaorui]...
Mo Han reacted immediately.
These people are community owners.
In other words, the entire society has fallen into a strange world of existence.
What if the entire community was thrown into a strange world of survival.
Mo Han felt a little more balanced.
He admits that this mentality is selfish, but who is the real saint?
Mo Han clicked on the post of Ma Qiang, the owner of Floor 801.
【Is anyone here? Everything in my house is gone, including clothes, quilts, food, and furniture. 】
[I'm cold and hungry now. I don't know if I'm hallucinating. Many words danced in front of my eyes, saying that I had come to a strange world of survival. 】
[I don’t know if anyone is like me. 】
