Wangui Town is very big. Tens of thousands of people used to live here. Although there are no people there now, some of the prosperity back then can still be seen.
The streets were bustling with people, vendors were shouting loudly, and people wearing vests were walking up and down the streets with their animals.
An old man was sitting in a teahouse and resting, and a woman was shopping.
Children were in groups, playing in the mud. From time to time, nobles drove carriages through the streets, and there were a few beggars lying on the corners of the streets.
Today, the city has lost its former bustle, leaving only darkness and an empty street.
Mo Han led Yin Baoer along this street to explore the town of ghosts.
"Master, you must be careful. Don't think that there is no one in this place. In fact, it is full of monsters. There are monsters in every house. They usually stay in the house, like a dead dog, and sometimes they will run away. Going out on the street, one’s strength may be high or low.” Yin Baoer pulled Mo Han’s clothes and whispered.
Mo Han asked: "Then how do you usually explore this place?"
"If you're lucky, you won't encounter too strong monsters, and there will be boxes in the house. If you're lucky, the monsters may not be at home, so it's free."
"Isn't this a robbery?"
"Master, I heard that Chiang Kai-shek planted a tree in Nanjing for a girl. If you don't like thieves, I don't want all the boxes in Wangui Town!"
"Well done."
"Thank you so much, God, for letting me kiss you! Mmmmm!"
"Hey, get out!" Mo Han slapped Yin Baoer on the head.
"Haha, you still have the nerve to say I'm ugly?"
After Yin Baoer knew this secret, he began to use his identity as an ugly monster to constantly harass Mo Han.
They were usually bullied, but this time, the two people's positions were swapped, and they were really happy.
Mo Han's eyelids twitched, he stretched out his hand to support the phoenix feather helmet on his head, and pulled aside the windy platinum cloak, "I'm about to start attacking, please pay attention to your own safety."
"Master, are you okay? I'm unlucky. If you pull a monster, we may be wiped out. It's okay to joke, but don't take risks." Yin Baoer said.
"You have no idea how strong I am."
Mo Han looked at his destination.
A line of black text appeared on the screen.
[The chance of dealing with first-level disaster people is 50-50~90%]
With this chance, he doesn't have to worry about mobs that he can't defeat.
He opened the door.
A puff of green smoke rushed towards me.
He just felt dizzy.
"Damn it, you're so shameless, you even used poison."
Mo Han never imagined that he would be so unlucky that even a first-level monster could set such a trap.
The disaster-stricken people hiding in the houses rushed out one after another.
"Help!"
Just as he was about to be pressed to the ground, Mo Han came to his senses, cut off its head with a knife, and then kicked it back into the house.
Yin Baoer clapped his hands and asked again: "Master, are you okay?"
Mo Han took out the detoxification pill Liu Ling gave him, took the detoxification pill and began to heal.
Too careless.
It seems that the probability information must be based on the lowest value, which is between 50% and 90%, which is 50%.
He knew that he, the great leader of Africa, was the unlucky guy, and he had to be prepared for the worst whatever happened.
"Then did you escape?" Mo Han asked.
"Yes!" Yin Baoer felt it carefully, and then said excitedly: "I can feel that my luck has increased by one point. As long as I can get through this level, I can become the most powerful luck. Body!"
"That's good." When Mo Han heard this, he immediately became interested.
Blessings and misfortunes depend on it. A blessing in disguise is a blessing. As long as you survive this disaster, your luck will become stronger. That's why Mo Han let Yin Baoer go out to practice.
The two worked hand in hand to overcome the hardships that fate had brought to them. As long as they were alive, their future was bright.
"Oh! He risked his life to get this.
Mo Han said to Yin Baoer, who was wearing black clothes: "Go to the next car, stay closer to me, don't let me not see you."
"Wait a minute, you loser, you didn't even get the loot!"
Yin Baoer lit the flashlight, pushed Mo Han away, entered the room, and took out a box. After a while, she came out holding an ordinary wooden box with a stone in it, "Sir, how about we share half of it each?" ?
"Stop dreaming. I just did one thing, but you deliberately made things difficult for me. These things are mine, which is fair." Mo Han took the box and a stone from her hand.
"That's why I'm so keen on collecting these things? Doesn't it feel great?"
Yin Baoer looked at his empty palms, and the smile on his face disappeared.
Mo Han looked at her pitiful look, hesitated, and said, "Well, you'd better not move. Who made you unlucky? If you touch my box, it will be difficult to get good things."
"What a cruel heart!"
…
The two came next door.
[When you open this room, you will encounter second-level disaster victims, and the success rate is between 30% and 70%. 】
"What? This house is a bit dangerous, let's take a detour."
In the distance, Mo Han stopped.
"It turns out you know those monsters very well. I was just trying to persuade you not to choose this place."
"You know him?"
"That is, I have been here for more than a month, and occasionally I can find something on a few houses. There are five forces in the town. Except for ordinary people, everyone else is one, and there is one on the east and west. There is a martial arts school to the north and south, and in the middle is the territory of the government and nobles."
Yin Baoer pointed to a house ahead: "That's where the gangsters live. The monsters transformed by civilians are not too strong, but the monsters transformed by gangsters and martial arts students are very powerful."
"I once met an eighth-level butcher who was only as big as a house. How could this happen?" Mo Han asked curiously.
"Is this very powerful?" Yin Baoer was not sure, because she had not encountered it. If she did, it would definitely be a dead end.
Boom~
In the distance, the sound of drums sounded.
"What's going on?" Mo Han looked confused.
"Watchman, it's not good, hurry up and hide!" Yin Baoer said quickly: "Watchman belongs to the government and nobles. I know that most monsters are afraid of the central area, so we should find a place to hide first."
Mo Han also discovered this possibility.
[When encountering a level seven watchman, the probability of death is 95%]
The night watchman would never let a person wander the streets with a torch in the middle of the night.
Boom~
Boom~
Boom~
The dull sound of gongs and drums approached quickly from far away.
Mo Han didn't have time to think too much and ran directly towards the room he wanted to go to. Compared to the seventh-level gatekeeper, a mere second-level thug was nothing to fear.
