Chapter 273 Copy. (First Update! Please Subscribe!)

Under the gray light, simple thatched houses were scattered here and there. More and more villagers came out of the houses, carrying or carrying various farm tools that could be used as weapons.

Stomp, tap, tap... The sounds of footsteps swarmed in more and more densely, and pairs of cold eyes were all locked on Zhou Zhen. The strong hostility seemed to be turning into reality.

Zhou Zhen stood motionless, looked at the old blacksmith, and asked coldly: "Are you the actual person in charge of this village?"

The old blacksmith didn't answer, he just raised his arm, pointed at Zhou Zhen, and said briefly: "Up!"

The next moment, many villagers rushed up like a tide.

A rake, a hoe, a sickle, a pole... they were waved around in a mess, and they were thrown towards Zhou Zhen.

Dense numbers, formulas, symbols, and graphics immediately appeared in front of Zhou Zhen's eyes... They were like invisible bridges, bridging the minds of him and these villagers. Then, a large number of mathematical problems seemed to begin. The flood roared into the minds of all the villagers.

Digital domain, [overfrequency interference]!

All the villagers who were rushing forward collectively paused, as if they were stuck robots.

But the next moment, they immediately regained consciousness and continued to grab farm tools and attack Zhou Zhen.

Zhou Zhen frowned slightly, then opened his arms, and a dozen black and red cubes suddenly appeared in the void in front of him.

The moment these cubes appeared, they turned into powerful shock waves, roaring towards the villagers in front of them.

Digital domain, [Fusion Cube]!

Boom boom boom boom…

Amidst the deafening noise, energy waves rushed across the sky, plowing holes with distorted light in the air. Wherever they went, all kinds of matter were instantly burned out.

The villagers were blown to pieces in the blink of an eye, with their mutilated limbs scattered all over the ground. A head rolled along the mud a few times and stopped at Zhou Zhen's feet. There was still an undisguised look in his eyes that quickly dissipated. Blank hostility.

Several thatched houses near and far were also affected. The adobes rustled down and the thatched grass turned into nothingness.

However, there were a lot of villagers, and soon more villagers rushed up from a distance and rushed towards Zhou Zhen fearlessly. With the hoes and rakes in their hands, they smashed them down with the sound of the whistling wind. .

Gurgling blood suddenly appeared at Zhou Zhen's feet. The blood appeared suddenly and spread faster. In the blink of an eye, the nearby area was turned into a bloody swamp.

All the villagers who entered the bloody area were immediately forced to slow down greatly, like little bugs caught in a spider web. Although they struggled hard, every movement was still as slow as a slow-motion movie. Just wanting to take a step forward requires a lot more effort than usual, and the speed, agility, and physical fitness are all declining rapidly.

Digital domain, [Crimson Trap]!

Immediately afterwards, black and red cubes appeared in front of Zhou Zhen again.

Boom boom boom...

The loud noises sounded again intensively, and the whole ground was shaking slightly.

A few seconds later, all the villagers who rushed up were slaughtered without even touching Zhou Zhen.

Among the dark thatched houses, only Zhou Zhen and the old blacksmith were left standing. The dirt floor around them was filled with villagers in ragged clothes.

The north wind howled and swept past, and the torn clothes were flapping in the wind.

Zhou Zhen turned his head slightly, looked at the old blacksmith, took one step forward, and was in front of him in an instant.

Snap!

Zhou Zhen stretched out his right hand and put it on the old blacksmith's shoulder.

Just as the old blacksmith was about to raise a nail rake in his hand, a huge fear suddenly came over him, like an invisible shadow that suddenly enveloped his whole person.

In the old blacksmith's field of vision at this moment, Zhou Zhen in front of him was not a human at all!

The other party's body seemed thin and thin, but in fact it was moving slowly all the time. The old blacksmith could not describe the terror and weirdness in words. The other party seemed to be the epitome of fear, the embodiment of the deepest fear in his heart, and like A terrifying existence beyond human imagination.

After just a glance, the old blacksmith seemed to be a frozen creature. He stood there upright, unable to speak, move, or think. It seemed that even his thinking had stagnated.

His mind was frightened, his body was stiff, and his mind was blank. There was nothing but fear. Thoughts such as resistance, escape, and avoidance were completely unable to arise.

Digital domain, [zero distance fear]!

At this time, Zhou Zhen asked again: "Are you the actual person in charge of this village?"

The old blacksmith looked at Zhou Zhen with horrified eyes, opened his mouth, and his voice was trembling so much that he said, "No, it's not..."

no?

Zhou Zhen frowned, and then asked: "What on earth is going on in this village?"

The old blacksmith looked even more frightened, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying. His lips moved, and he replied with great difficulty: "Plague...plague..."

As soon as these two words were spoken, the old blacksmith's head exploded like a firework with its fuse burned out!

Bang! ! !

The gray-haired head of the old blacksmith exploded into a shower of blood on the spot, with red and white flying down, and a fishy-sweet smell filled the air.

These flesh and blood residues suddenly floated and swam violently as they dispersed, like tiny pixels, turbulent and reorganized in the void, turning into a familiar scene.

In the busy blacksmith shop, Zhou Zhen held a hammer in his left hand and pressed a piece of skull with his right hand. The hammer was raised to the air and was about to fall.

Ding Ding Ding...

The sound of blacksmithing came from all around, and the bare-chested villagers hammered the materials on the anvil without reservation.

The old blacksmith stood not far away, urging Zhou Zhen to start quickly in a stern tone.

Looking at this familiar scene, Zhou Zhen suddenly came to his senses. It was the "ring"!

He returned to the time when he just entered Yue's blacksmith shop!

Is there a [Mobius ring] like his in this village?

No!

No!

This seems... to be his own "ring"

This village copied his "ring"!

However, his current "digital energy" did not disappear, and this copied "ring" failed to reset his physical state and "digital energy"!

At this moment, the old blacksmith's gloomy voice came: "Catch him!"

Just like before, the villagers who were working hard on ironwork around them, after hearing this sentence, did not hesitate at all, and immediately grabbed all the tools nearby that could be used as weapons and smashed them at Zhou Zhen.

Zhou Zhen turned around calmly, and a translucent energy barrier appeared in front of him, blocking all attacks.

Then, he took a step forward, and after taking this step, he instantly appeared in front of the old blacksmith. This is the digital domain, [plane jump].

Zhou Zhen stretched out his palm, pressed the old blacksmith's arm, and asked again: "Has there been a plague in this village?"

"What kind of plague is it?"

"Has Ji Li, the youngest son of the village chief, been infected with the plague?"

He suspected that the so-called "plague" of the other party was the "digital virus"!

However, just after Zhou Zhen finished asking, the old blacksmith's whole body seemed to be hit by a ripe watermelon, and exploded.

Blood rain was all over the sky.

At the same time, the villagers who were working as blacksmiths nearby also fell down one after another like wheat during harvest.

Everything seemed to be a replay of the scene just now.

The whole scene seemed to collapse like a sand tower, turning into numbers, symbols, graphics, formulas...

Endless pixels floated and reorganized, and in the darkness, the space converged. When the scene in front of him was fixed, Zhou Zhen found that he was lying in a thin-skinned coffin again. The coffin lid was tightly closed. Looking through the faint light in the gap, the coffin was full of bones.

Zhou Zhen frowned slightly, punched the coffin lid again, and climbed out of the coffin.

He saw the dense straw mat above his head, blocking most of the skylight, making the spacious yard sink into a gloomy darkness.

There were thin-skinned coffins everywhere, far and near.

The compacted mud ground had grown weeds, mixed with sand and gravel, and accumulated puddles because no one had taken care of it for a long time.

Cold, decayed, and dead.

Zhou Zhen looked around and immediately used the digital domain [plane jump] to instantly appear outside the coffin shop.

A faded small banner with no clear handwriting on it was stuck alone in the mud.

The original village was now gone. The low thatched houses, simple earth walls, bare hedges, bloated haystacks... all disappeared.

In front of Zhou Zhen, there was a continuous grave.

They seemed to be the result of hasty work. They were about the same height. On the top of each grave, there was a cube of adobe.

The yellow weeds grew wildly on the graves. Many of them were almost as tall as the graves, submerging the small earth mounds and turning them into a flat wilderness.

Looking into the distance, the weeds were scattered and the edge of the graves was almost invisible.

It was as if the whole village was a cemetery.

Zhou Zhen was wondering, and everything around him collapsed into a vast array of numbers, formulas, and graphs... and then reorganized into a bustling blacksmith shop.

Ding Ding Ding... Ding... Ding Ding...

The airtight sound of blacksmithing came into his ears, and the light of the furnace illuminated the faces of the villagers around him into a persimmon-like crimson.

This is "Ring"!

Zhou Zhen once again returned to the time when he just entered the blacksmith shop!

He snorted coldly, and this time he didn't wait for the old blacksmith to speak, and directly raised his right hand. In his right hand, the skull that was originally in his hand gradually turned into a cute lunch box with a Q-version strawberry pattern that was incompatible with this era.

Zhou Zhen opened the lunch box, which contained nine groups of slightly squirming unknown numbers.

He turned his wrist slightly, tilted the lunch box, and poured the nine groups of unknown numbers directly out of the lunch box...

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The village chief's house.

The back room.

The oil lamp suddenly began to burn rapidly, and in a short moment, several lamp flowers burst in succession.

The originally dim room was slightly brighter, and the deep and bottomless eyes of Ji Li were even more vivid.

Seeing that Ji Li had woken up, "Jiaojuan" was startled and hurriedly retreated.

However, at this moment, Ji Li suddenly stretched out his thin arm and gently pulled "Jiaojuan"'s hand.

The child's palm was as cold as a piece of ice. When this coldness touched "Jiaojuan"'s skin, a huge fear surged, and instantly engulfed "Jiaojuan"'s mind.

"Jiaojuan" seemed to be petrified suddenly, and remained motionless in the posture of preparing to push away, without any thought of resistance.

Ji Li slowly got up from the bed. His movements seemed a little weak at the beginning, but in the blink of an eye, he recovered as usual.

It was as if his sick body suddenly became extremely healthy!

After getting up, Ji Li let go of "Jiaojuan"'s hand and walked out of the house with a clear goal.

"Jiaojuan" stared blankly at him leaving the back room. At the moment when Ji Li put down the curtain, she suddenly felt a sense of weakness from the bottom of her heart. She shivered involuntarily and felt that this back room was surprisingly cold.

And her strength seemed to be drained away by something. At this moment, she felt that just standing was very strenuous.

The surging fatigue surged up, and "Jiaojuan"'s eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. She wanted to fall asleep immediately.

As she was thinking, "Jiaojuan" found that she had been lying in a thin-skinned coffin without knowing when. Beside her, three villagers were squeezed side by side. They looked like "Crown Eagle" and other companions. They were motionless at the moment and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Above her face, the heavy coffin was closing little by little.

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The deep night sky seemed like a thick curtain, quietly floating above.

The night was bleak.

Creak!

The wooden door of the thatched house of the village chief was wide open, and Ji Li stepped over the threshold silently and walked towards the center of the yard step by step.

Tap, tap, tap...

The footsteps were originally very light, but because it was late at night, they were particularly clear at this moment.

Every step he took was clear, and his movement trajectory could be clearly heard.

Ji Li walked slowly and walked all the way to the middle of the yard, not far away from the big persimmon tree by the pond.

At this moment, he suddenly stopped, and then turned his head slowly like a machine, looking around. It seemed that he found nothing in the yard, so he stopped moving forward, turned around, and returned to the thatched house.

Ta-ta-ta... Not long after, Ji Li returned to the main hall of the thatched house. He did not go to the back room, but went to the kitchen.

Snap... snap... snap...

As soon as he came to the kitchen door, he heard the sound of sharp teeth cutting flesh and blood from inside, and blood flowed out of the crack in the door, dripping into the main hall.

Squeak!

Ji Li pushed open the kitchen door and immediately saw a burly and strange figure, with his back to him, half squatting in front of the adobe cabinet, his shoulders trembling slightly, as if he was chewing something in big mouthfuls.

The moonlight penetrated through the gap in the narrow window, shining on the figure's body, illuminating the thick black long hair, which was like flowing water in the dark night, letting the cold wind blow freely.

Ji Li walked into the kitchen and walked towards "Ares" step by step.

"Ares" seemed to have no idea and continued to eat the dog meat in his hand.

Blood mixed with meat foam flowed down his increasingly ferocious mouth and dripped into the pool of blood in front of him. His twisted figure further expanded, and more and more parts of his body grew long black hair, which stood up like steel needles.

Ji Li quickly walked behind "Ares" and suddenly reached out to take out a half-worn rope.

This was the hemp rope used to tie up the guard dog in the yard.

Ji Li's hand trembled, and he immediately put the rope around "Ares"'s neck.

Click... click... click... "Ares" continued to eat raw dog meat, not noticing the change at all.

After a while, "Ares" swallowed the last piece of dog meat, and only a mess of blood was left on the cabinet in front of him, mixed with black and white dog hair.

"Ares" slowly stood up. His appearance had changed drastically. His whole body was covered with thick long hair. His back and the outside of his limbs were all pure black long hair. His belly was white like moonlight. His pointed mouth showed sharp fangs.

Ji Li immediately pulled the rope, as if to lead "Ares" out of the kitchen.

"There are many monsters in the village. Let's go and drive them away..."

It's too late to update the second one before 24:00. Let's watch it tomorrow.