Everyone was silent, not knowing whether to sympathize with Song Ran who lost his life inexplicably, or pity Qi Siran who fell into the water and was parasitized by a strange fish early without knowing it, and was eventually disemboweled.
Everyone learned wisely today. Judging from the past few days, Cheng Miao's inference was correct.
Each moonrise brings new rules of day and night, and as long as there is no third moonrise tonight, they don't have to worry about having to deal with new situations.
Lin Zhu planted the piranha before the fishmen climbed up the sand dune. Now there are only ten people left, which is not as crowded as the previous few days.
"Miaomiao, you and I are here today." When Cheng Miao was about to climb into the flower, Jiang Chen came over.
Cheng Miao didn't think much, Qin Musong patted Qi Jiajia's head and went to another flower.
The piranha returned to its normal form after swallowing the player, with its flower buds facing the sky. Cheng Miao looked at the dark sky and thought.
Sure enough, there was no moon, and the sky was so dark that I couldn't see the people around me.
In this case, creatures like fishmen, who have no vision but very keen other senses, are much more flexible than humans.
Cheng Miao once again lamented that although veteran players now have a lot of props at their disposal and many of them forget about them once they get them, props can have a great effect when they encounter an adapted dungeon.
"Miaomiao, I haven't seen you for a few copies, but you have grown a lot." Jiang Chen's voice with a slight sigh sounded softly in his ears, covering up the dense and intrusive shouts that sounded outside the bud.
Cheng Miao always felt that those calls were the sounds of the dead crawling back from hell.
Cheng Miao regained consciousness and tilted her head towards Jiang Chen in the darkness.
"You taught me well."
Jiang Chen seemed to chuckle, "I have nothing left to teach you."
Jiang Chen paused and lowered his voice, "You have grown much faster than I expected. I feel that I have done all I can do, and you will go far."
Cheng Miao was a little embarrassed by Jiang Chen's words. She hugged her knees and sat on the soft flower buds, "Okay, why are you talking about this? By the way, I still have three copies before I leave."
Jiang Chen was silent for a long time this time before smiling and saying, "Yeah, fine."
It has been seven or eight days since I entered the dungeon this time. Calculating the time, it is time to go out. Cheng Miao is already thinking about returning to the resort and digging for small gifts from the lagoon.
"When we go out, invite us to your manor as guests. I haven't been to your manor yet."
Cheng Miao didn't want to go to Gu Jian's manor because she didn't want to be mentally polluted.
Jiang Chen seemed to have changed his posture. Cheng Miao heard the sound of him taking off his glasses and imagined that he was gently massaging the roots of the mountain.
"I'm the only one there, and I'm not being well received."
Cheng Miao smiled and joked, not noticing that Jiang Chen did not agree to her request for the first time.
Everyone rested for the night, and stayed far away from the crowd except when picking up beads the next day.
Because he stayed away from the crowd, he successfully avoided several murloc attacks.
Cheng Miao discovered that some aboriginal people were also parasitized by fishmen.
It is speculated that in the few days when the fish-men begin to mutate but are not yet obvious, the fish-men will start to wait for the time to come out of some human beings who have entered the water.
Therefore, in the beginning, the aborigines would go into the water to find pearls and live, so they were inevitably parasitized.
However, it seems that such a situation is still very common, although the fish-man's body breaking will cause screams and crying.
However, the subsequent handling and cleaning up of the beach was very orderly, and it was obvious that this was not the first time this happened.
"Hey, so fishing for pearls is a hard job." The old man selling watermelons sighed as he shook his cattail leaf fan. Another person died over there.
Cheng Miao and the others came here every day to buy the uncle's watermelons, and then sat on the parasol in front of the uncle. After going back and forth, they became familiar with each other, and the uncle was willing to talk more.
"So, you must have the ability to settle down, so that you can exchange things for things without having to use your life to fish for pearls."
Cheng Miao heard the melancholy in the uncle's tone, although he was not sure whether these NPCs existed for the players to repeat the experience of this period of time, or whether they were also living their own lives, and the players were the ones disturbing them.
But Cheng Miao still felt that this was indeed not a good place.
"Uncle, have you ever thought about leaving?" Cheng Miao held a small piece of watermelon and ate it slowly.
"Leave?" The uncle looked at Cheng Miao in confusion, "Where are you going?"
This time Cheng Miao got stuck, "Just...go somewhere other than the beach."
The uncle looked Cheng Miao up and down and shook his head, "This is our place, there is no other place."
Cheng Miao pointed to the fishing boat in the distance, "Isn't that a cruise ship? Can't it go to sea?"
The uncle laughed loudly, "We are an island. Some people used to think that there might be other places besides this."
The uncle slowly shook the cattail leaf fan with a distant look in his eyes, "I remember that many people went there to find other worlds, but none of them came back."
The uncle patted his belly with a fan and said, "We only have a small island here, there is no other place."
Cheng Miao didn't ask any more questions. It's not like she had never thought about fishing boats before, but because the third moonrise in the notification tone hadn't arrived yet, she didn't plan to act rashly.
Now it seems that the so-called "leaving by boat" does not refer to these small fishing boats.
A few more days passed like this, until everyone was exhausted and their whole bodies were embarrassed by the sand, sea water, and sweat, and they finally ushered in the third moonrise.
This time the moon was a huge full moon, too huge to be real.
The moon is so huge that the entire dune and even the entire beach are visible to the naked eye.
The only weird thing is that this huge full moon is blood red.
The blood moon rises into the sky.
Lin Zhu did not plant any more piranhas. Everyone stood back to back with weapons in hand, preparing for the final fight.
The third time the moon rose, they were leaving.
The blood-red moon shines on the dark sea water, giving it an ominous red color.
The red water still makes it difficult to see what is in the sea, but no player will doubt the dangers in the sea.
The strange thing is that everyone tensed up and waited for a while, but the fishman did not climb up the sand dune.
This eerie silence is breathtaking.
"Sister Miaomiao!" Lin Zhu's slightly surprised voice sounded.
"Well," Cheng Miao lowered his head solemnly, "the water has risen."
The sea water was originally some distance away from the sand dunes. Although it is not rising quickly, it is indeed rising slowly.
Everyone's expressions changed. Once the water rose, they would lose the advantage on the ground.
If they fight in the water, their chances of winning will be much less.
Just when everyone was helpless and watched the water rise higher and higher, and was about to become parallel to the sand dunes, Cheng Miao's eyes lit up.
"There's a boat!"
