Two hours later, the dark coffin was still silent and without any turbulence. Fang Nian could clearly feel that the air around him began to become thinner, his breathing was slowly aggravating, and an invisible sense of fear followed.

However, at this moment, Fang Nian suddenly heard a rustling sound, as if someone was talking... no, it was more like... singing, and he seemed to have heard the song somewhere.

"Damn, I knew there was something wrong with it, so I finally started."

The quiet atmosphere was broken, and the sound was amplified countless times in the silence. In such an environment, the singing became even more harsh, and the surrounding air seemed to be much colder. Unconsciously, Fang Nian's back was soaked in sweat, and unknown fears sprouted in his heart.

However, before Fang Nian could digest it, the entire coffin suddenly trembled, and the rustling sound slowly turned into a rustling noise, and Fang Nian suddenly realized.

"Not good, something is gnawing at the coffin."

It was fake to say that Fang Nian was not panicking for the first time when facing such a situation. It can be seen that after so many hunting grounds, Fang Nian also has the capital to calm down.

"The coffin is buried in the soil, so this thing should not be a human being. I want to see what you are."

Fang Nian knew that he could no longer pretend to be a grandson, so he lit up the glow stick in his hand. When the light filled the coffin, Fang Nian saw that a square hole the size of a palm had been slaughtered on the coffin board under his feet.

The sand on the square cave was mixed with a large piece of brown things slowly pouring into the coffin, and the gap was still widening.

"Oh my God, it's the desert marching ant."

Fang Nian's face changed drastically. Desert marching ants are a very terrible group ants. Unlike ordinary ants, they do not build nests at all. They keep moving and preying from birth. They can eat almost anything during the migration. They pass by are deserted, let alone alone.

In such a closed space, you actually meet such a large-scale desert marching ants. Even if you hold a cannon in your hand, you may not be able to destroy them, let alone Fang Nian only has a fruit knife.

Suddenly, a sense of powerless despair swept across his body. Faced with the continuous influx of desert marching ants, Fang Nian began to twist his body desperately, waving the fruit knife in his hand randomly, and even used his body to hit the coffin board desperately, eager to break through the shackles and escape from birth.

However, the gap in the coffin board that was constantly expanding made a muffled sound at this time, and then it broke from the middle at a speed visible to the naked eye. The coffin board split into two directly hit Fang Nian under the huge impact of the soil.

"ah……"

A ferocious howling sounded, and Fang Nian had broken many ribs of the broken coffin board. At the same time, the yellow sand also poured into the coffin with tens of thousands of desert marching ants, burying Fang Nian almost instantly.

Then, a sound of eating that was biting the flesh came, and the friction of the chewing meat was like a sad song at midnight, which was creepy and terrifying.

A few minutes later, there was no sound in the coffin. Under the sweeping of the desert marching ants, Fang Nian probably wouldn't even leave the bones.

…………

At this time, the viewing hall was silent. On the huge three-dimensional electronic screen, 500 display screens were almost filled with despair and fear. Tens of thousands of desert marching ants were devouring everyone like hunting demons, and the shrill wailing sounds gathered together, like a doomsday cemetery.

"Oh my god, this is too tragic. I really don't know what they have endured in it?"

"Are the person who designed this hunting ground crazy? The theme of this level was actually rated as F-level? Are you mistaken? Is it a mistake to be the E-level hunting ground just like this?"

"Surviving for 5 hours? I just laughed. I'm afraid that so many desert marching ants have crawled in at one time. I'm afraid that they will even chew off their bones in less than 5 minutes. Not to mention giving me 1,000 Hope Coins, I won't play this way of playing, even if it's 10,000 Hope Coins."

"That's just, it's so terrifying. This is not something that people can play with. I'm afraid that if you come out, your body and mind will also be traumatized."

After a moment, the 500-block display turned on the quick turn-off mode. Every time the display is turned off, it means that one person abstained or died. Soon, the 500-block display is less than 50 yuan.

The fat man looked at the No. 251 display screen that had been swallowed, with a sad look on his face. Xu Zhuo smiled and patted the fat man on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Pang Ye, I heard that the builder of "Buried Live" this time is Jin Jindao, known as the horror manufacturing machine. It is already very good that your friend can survive until now. You also know that every new theme hunting ground is just released. After a long time, someone has developed a cracking method, and it is not too late to challenge it again. Although the bonus is a little less, there is still a profit."

The fat man ignored Xu Zhuo and fell into deep thought. He didn't know Fang Nian for long, but he knew Fang Nian's temperament. Although he was a little cynical and like a big boy, he was very delicate in his bones.

Just now, Fang Nian seemed to be in a desperate situation in the video, but his way of dealing with things was not like his style. He always felt that this kid seemed to be brewing some big moves.

Thinking of this, the fat man glanced at the big screen again, and at this moment, there was only a shadow on the screen squirming. The person inside was a man wearing iron armor. Although his armor resisted the attack of desert marching ants, it was soon buried by yellow sand.

Finally, after 2 hours and 50 minutes of hard work, the screen suddenly turned black, and the last person failed and the first group of challengers were completely defeated...

"Wait... there is another one, No. 251 seems to be on."

However, when almost everyone thought that the 500 people had been wiped out, a sharp female voice suddenly came.

This exclamation instantly attracted everyone's attention. When they found the No. 251 screen, a commotion suddenly arose. Although the screen was pitch black and there was no sign of anyone moving. The screen was indeed not turned off, which means that the hunter... is still alive.

"Damn, this person is still alive? But the picture has stopped moving. What's going on?"

"Did the desert marching ants have changed to vegetarian food? Or is this guy's burp teeth not delicious? He is not dead yet?"

"It's unscientific. Even if he wasn't eaten by the marching ants, the sand was buried for him. How could he still be alive without air in the soil?"

"He won't already..."

However, before the audience could discuss the reason, a golden light flashed on the display screen of No. 251, and a row of golden characters floated out.

"Congratulations on the clearance, it took 2 hours and 55 minutes, and the clearance rating is A+."

Wow………

The whole audience was in an uproar. The reversal was too sudden. This person actually... passed the level.

"Have you passed the level? How did you pass the level? I'm afraid?"

"I tell you, I have read very little, don't lie to me, I'm alone, I'm not even slack. Tell me that he has passed the level? Or A+, just kidding."

"Great God, absolutely great God, I'm considered eyebrow today."

The fat man looked at the golden light in front of him, and his mood, which had already sunk to the bottom of the valley, rebounded quickly like a goldfish that reached the bottom, and his big mouth was already filled with joy.

"Old Fang, Lao Fang, you scared me to death. If I let me starve for another day, I will stab you to death."

Xu Zhuo beside him was even more confused. Jin Jindao knew very well about the horror talent of building a hunting ground. And when Xu Lang left, he said that no one would pass the hunting ground within ten days, which is enough to show that the design of "Buried Live" is particularly delicate.

But who would have thought that this was the first appearance of the hunting ground, and someone passed the level without warning? Moreover, he got an A+ in the clearance evaluation, which is a shame for the Xu family hunting ground, which has spent a lot of money and energy to build and promote.

But when I think about it, this person who passed the level is really strong. How did he pass the level in such a desperate situation? Did he catch the loophole in this scene design? Or was he really a soul hunter with a talent?

Thinking about it, Xu Zhuo felt that his blood was boiling. His love for the hunting ground was almost more than anything else, but his family's attitude made him speechless, thinking that he had no ability to become a builder or even a hunter at all.

But now that Xu Zhuo met such a great god, he suddenly had an idea that he could not resist. He wanted to worship this mysterious No. 251 as his teacher.

Xu Zhuo knew that Fatty was friends with No. 251, so he wanted Fatty to introduce him to him, but when he came to his senses, the Fatty disappeared. When he ran to the backstage to find the master, he found that this man had already paid the bonus and left.

Xu Zhuo regretted this, regretting his distraction at the beginning. But then he thought of something and ran to the registration office and asked.

"Quick, help me check what the name of this No. 251 is."

The staff naturally knew Xu Zhuo, and without saying nonsense, he directly tapped on the computer a few times and replied.
Chapter completed!