Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, what's going on?
Open a copy?
Why did you activate the copy? !
Chen Mo's face was full of questions, and he didn't believe his ears.
He didn't react at all this time! !
Before he had time to regain his composure, the copy had already been opened.
[You are about to enter the novice single-player copy - C-level copy "The Lucid Ridiculous One"]
[Introduction to "The Lucid Riddler": You wake up in a devastated wasteland and find that there are no crosses in the church where you pray, but there are many steel crosses on the posters, and the boundless thick fog rolls around, as thick as the entire The world has disappeared on the other side of the fog, and there are black shadows passing by in the fog. I always feel like a pair of eyes are watching me. I want to live... Can you help me? 】
Seeing everything happening in front of him, Chen Mo went crazy.
How can I just enter the copy directly?
Can anyone explain to me what a copy is?
I just tried to get an ID. What does this mean? Will I die if I try?
Chen Mo felt dizzy and rubbed his head.
Then, he was shocked to find that he was in a dark wasteland.
No light or dust.
According to the system description, this dungeon mission will put the player into an independent time and space. The player needs to play a certain role and complete the mission issued by the system.
He lowered his head and looked at himself. The clothes he was wearing were the same as in reality, but they were a little tattered. He had an extra backpack on his back, and he didn't know what was in it.
But items such as mobile phones, keys, and ID cards disappeared from his pockets, and not even a napkin was left for him.
You don’t need anything else, but you can’t take the napkin away from me! !
The skills of traditional craftsmen are about to be lost! !
Chen Mo thought sadly.
All he has left is a good-looking skin... Well, there is also a kind, beautiful and pure soul.
Well, a kind, beautiful, pure and interesting soul that is one in a million.
Chen Mo sighed happily.
After admiring himself, Chen Mo raised his head and took stock of his surroundings.
There were dark clouds rolling in the hazy sky. A drop of rain in the clouds finally fell after brewing for a long time. It kept swaying in the strong wind. The drop of rain fell on Chen Mo's mouth, making it sour.
Acid rain, fog, apocalypse, wasteland...
What kind of start is this...
what can I say.
Just...you can be bullied in the future.
After gathering his emotions, Chen Mo stood up. If it was a doomsday dungeon, should he pick up weapons or find a shelter?
Other than that, just water and food.
We can't stay where we are, we have to find some weapons.
Thinking of this, Chen Mo stood up.
He looked around, chose a road that seemed wider, and walked forward along the road.
The soil here is gray and relatively soft, with crisscross traces clearly showing on it.
Some are big and some are small, some are shallow and some are deep, some belong to wheels, some come from animals, some originate from humans, and some footprints are extremely huge, and I don’t know what species they belong to.
The surrounding trees have withered, and their trunks are all black. Some of them are very high, twenty or thirty meters tall, and some are very low, only as tall as one person. What they have in common is that they have twisted and strange postures, like dead monsters.
Chen Mo was walking on the road, feeling terrified.
The fog was so thick that you couldn't even see anything except the fog, and the whole world seemed to have lost the alternation between day and night.
In the dim fog, some black shadows occasionally passed quickly. They were extremely fast. It could be judged through the shadows that they were crawling on all fours.
This kind of speed is definitely not something humans can possess.
Fortunately, what made Chen Mo feel relieved was that these shadows did not attack him.
The four-legged creature moved far and near. Recently, it even got behind Chen Mo and even followed Chen Mo for a distance, but the other party did not attack.
After walking nervously like this for almost two hours, Chen Mo finally saw a small town in the distance.
It was peaceful and quiet, no one was there, only desolation and weeds were left.
Black thorns wrapped around the house.
At this time, Chen Mo saw a piece of paper stuck on a destroyed telephone pole. It was an abandoned poster.
Chen Mo took it off and read the content on it carefully.
[Iron Cross, we are waiting for you in the Lost City. If you want to survive, join us. As long as you work hard for us, no one will care about your past. No matter you were a white-collar worker or a beggar, a killer or a butcher, as long as you can do things for us, in exchange for your life, the Iron Cross will also provide you with shelter. We will Be your only protection in this wasteland. 】
"Iron Cross?"
[The main mission has been triggered]
[Task: Survive for 6 hours. 】
[Task reward: 1. Reward 100 experience points. 2. Reward some free attribute points. 3. 200 game currency points. 】
Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, survived for 6 hours?
I estimate that more than 2 hours have passed now. It seems that this task is not difficult, as long as you feel comfortable with it.
The mission requirement is 6 hours. Hunger should not be considered too much. More attention should be paid to attacks by unknown creatures.
We need to find some weapons.
As for this Iron Cross...
Judging from the name, it might be a bandit group above the dust. Chen Mo, who has read countless online articles, has his own opinions on the bandit group in the apocalypse.
Generally, bandit groups established in this apocalyptic context are more like a group of desperate wanderers hugging each other for warmth in order to survive. They don't have too many weapons, and the food is generally not plentiful.
Sometimes, the thinner guys in the bandit group are the food reserves for others, so it may not be a wise decision to rush to the Iron Cross.
"But the mission was triggered when I saw this poster. Is this Iron Cross an important clue?"
Chen Mo frowned and thought.
At this time, his eyes moved down, and he saw another line of words under the poster.
[A group of experimental subjects have recently escaped from the Yongsheng Company's experimental base. Their characteristics are that they have full moon marks on their heads, evolved teeth that are sharp enough to bite steel, extremely hard skin that can withstand bullets, narrow pupils, and a habit of crawling. , no longer belongs to the human category. It is a product of gene editing. It has lost its five senses, will not be tired, and will attack all living creatures except its own kind. Please be careful, refugees. 】
Experimental subject?
Chen Mo was stunned for a moment. Could this be the danger hidden in this copy?
The ability to chew through steel and resist bullets is a bit perverted...
Chen Mo's heart sank, maybe the black shadow in the fog before was this monster.
But the other party doesn't seem to have any intention of attacking him?
Or is it that the other party didn't notice him because of the fog?
what's the situation?
After thinking for a long time, Chen Mo couldn't figure it out.
He shook his head, throwing away these complicated emotions, and Chen Mo continued to move forward.
The town was quiet, just dead silence.
Chen Mo continued to walk forward, but within two steps, he saw a scene that made his stomach juices surge.
