"Boss, bring me a bag of white sand."
Zhao Qian took out a crumpled five-dollar bill from the pocket of his jeans and handed it to the newsstand owner who was wearing reading glasses.
He couldn't wait to tear open the package, and his somewhat confused expression calmed down slightly as a puff of smoke rose up.
Familiar taste.
I lost the pack of Great China I was carrying, which I planned to buy for a refreshing drink, so I had no choice but to get this shabby cigarette to enjoy myself.
"Zhao Qian."
A tap on the shoulder followed by a greeting.
Zhao Qian turned around subconsciously after hearing the wind behind him.
The hand that the man patted on his shoulder was firmly held by him, and his body was tense, like a frightened cat.
"Hey, let go."
A girl came into view, and the morning sunshine made her look particularly delicate.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
Zhao Qian subconsciously let go of his hand.
Hao Wan was pulled back hastily.
The girl took her wrist that was hurt by him and fiddled with it in her hand.
A red mark is particularly clear.
"Are you okay, squad leader?"
Zhao Qian asked.
He had already somewhat realized that this was reality.
The girl in front of him was also the class president of his university.
"Forget it, it's no big problem."
"I see you are in a daze here.
Class is about to start."
The girl reminded her and walked away holding the textbook in her arms.
Before I left, I didn't forget to say a few words.
"It needs to be named."
Zhao Qian stood there and nodded in response.
He had half smoked the cigarette before he threw it at his feet, crushing the sparks on it.
He hasn't eaten yet.
The cafeteria is very close to the newsstand, almost just a few steps away.
After ordering a bowl of porridge and a few steamed buns, Zhao Qian sat down at the same seat and ate up the steamed buns and the bowl of porridge.
It also shocked the young couple next to me who were still having breakfast.
When he got up and walked out of the cafeteria, he could still hear the man saying, "This guy is a bit tough."
Instead of going to class, Zhao Qian went back to his dormitory.
He wanted to figure something out.
Although any time device showed that only one night had passed, it felt like several days had passed.
This is definitely not an illusion.
Zhao Qian, who was sitting at the table in his dormitory, looked at the piece of paper in his hand.
It was an ordinary bus ticket.
But it is also different from ordinary tickets.
For example, the issuing place above shows a place called World Station, and the location is a Van Helsing with the title number.
And the incident is even weirder, it says three days.
On the ticket, a scarlet writing was particularly eye-catching.
It was just a line drawn by the ticket inspector casually, which meant that I had checked this ticket.
But Zhao Qian smelled the smell of blood from above.
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It was faint and had an indescribable sweetness mixed in it.
"Old Zhao, you haven't gone to class yet."
Zhao Qian heard a sound from the bed next door, pulling him back from his thoughts.
"Well, Xiao Ming and I went to stay up all night last night."
He slowly put away the paper in his hand again, so as not to be inadvertently seen by the roommate above.
The piece of paper touched his wrist and melted into his wrist like a ball of ink, turning into a strange tattoo.
He didn't hear much about the rules of that place last night, but there were two that he remembered very clearly.
One thing is that everyone who gets on the train is a lifelong passenger of this station.
On the other hand, anyone who leaks station-related information to outsiders will be erased.
As for the rest, Zhao Qian couldn't remember much.
First, because the woman who told the rules was very beautiful and sexy.
She was the driver and conductor of the car.
He still remembers her red lips.
The second reason is that he and some passengers took those words as a joke.
Until, after getting off the bus, the first person dies.
The group of them was sent to a strange wilderness, and then the conductor let them off the bus.
Before this, they had not noticed anything wrong.
One second it was a steel forest, and the next second it was a wilderness where you might encounter danger within a few steps.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Hearing the conductor's "get off" sound, Zhao Qian walked down as if his legs were not obeying his orders.
The group of people who got off the bus together were in the same situation as him, sixteen people in total.
Except for the fact that it was night time due to the weather, the entire location seemed to be in a different place.
"Where is this" The female voice, who looked like she was a student like Zhao Qian, suddenly cried unconsciously.
This moment seemed to ignite the fear in everyone's hearts, and everyone began to look around blankly.
Because the bus behind them that brought them here has disappeared.
There is nothing at all except a vast expanse of dark grassland all around.
A voice sounded at this moment.
"Mission: Survive tonight in the world of Van Helsing."
"Complete the mission to activate subsequent missions, and preparatory qualifications are open."
"Randomly distribute newbie tools."
"Start timing: 11 hours - 59 minutes - 58 seconds" "Who?"
said a young man with dyed white hair in the crowd.
Judging from his aura that doesn't look like a student, he feels like a gangster no matter what.
Smelling of alcohol.
"Mom, stop pretending.
Don't think I haven't seen the background of the movie.
My dad is xxx."
Bai Mao said.
The excitement he showed made people around him unconsciously stay away from him.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he walked in one direction.
Zhao Qian stood in the crowd and said nothing.
Because he felt like he had something extra in his hand.
He looked down under the bright, cold moonlight in the sky and saw that it was a dagger.
The light reflected in the moonlight showed its sharpness.
Zhao Qian held the dagger as if he had owned it a long time ago.
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More and more people in the crowd discovered this, and they started talking.
"Wow, Sand Eagle" A student dressed as a high school student shouted, after all, this kind of weapon is just something that appears in his eyes.
Zhao Qian hid in the crowd and looked at everyone.
People like him accounted for the vast majority of people who had a dagger.
Some people were better and got grenades, machetes, and even swords.
And there was an unlucky top product who even got a wooden stick.
Judging from the current situation, the person who looks like a high school student got the best thing.
A gun, seemingly the only gun, and a good gun.
Anyone who has played CF knows that the Sand Eagle is a good gun.
Those who were familiar with the situation couldn't help but look at the high school student with heated eyes.
"Brother, the gun is pretty good.
Let me have a look."
A tall, thin man in the crowd patted the high school student on the shoulder and said.
He was holding a machete he had just acquired in his hand, but his appearance couldn't be more sinister, even though there was a distinct scar on his face.
"Who are you?"
the high school student shouted without fear, waving the gun in his hand.
He must be a little brave to be able to play outside so late alone.
Seeing this scene, most of the people in the crowd fell silent.
Even if there were a few people with disgusted looks on their faces, it would be hard to say anything in the face of this completely unfamiliar and unscientific situation.
Everyone is in danger.
"Get away" the high school student raised his gun sharply, took a step back and pointed at the thin man with the scar face and yelled.
The thin man stood there and took a step forward.
Compared to the thin man's pretentious calmness, the high school student seemed very nervous.
The two people were very close.
The thin man took another step forward, and the high school student also took a step back.
The two of them were advancing and retreating like this.
The high school student took a step back and couldn't move anymore.
He ran into the arms of a tall, fat man.
The fat man smiled "hehe" and grabbed the high school student's wrists with both hands.
He struggled like a bird caught in a trap, but to no avail.
The thin man put a knife on his neck, and the high school student's desire to resist immediately died. he cried.
"Thank you.
The gun is good and quite heavy."
The thin man grabbed the gun from the high school student and said, completely ignoring his slightly choked cry.
The fat man beside him also laughed.
Zhao Qian watched in the crowd and remained silent from beginning to end.
That gun must be genuine.
It can be seen to some extent from the gestures held by the high school student and the thin man.
"I didn't even turn on the safety.
I was scared for a long time."
The thin man said while tinkering with the gun in his hand.
It is also possible that these people are working together to perform a play.
Zhao Qian thought with twinkling eyes.
But the possibility is very low.
Because he had heard a scream not far away.
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Judging from the timbre, it should be the same as the one with white hair just now.
A strong smell of blood was brought along by the wind in the wild at night, and more and more people noticed this.
"There are wolves" A well-dressed young man in the crowd shouted.
He saw two green lights in the distance and shouted subconsciously.
It’s not that there are wolves, but there are many wolves.
Zhao Qian turned his head and looked behind him.
Not far behind the crowd, a few beams of bright green light stood out in the dark night.
And more and more.
They were surrounded.
The scream fell silent after one scream.
It was probably that the white-haired man left it here after being bitten in the throat
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