You drive non-stop.

You drive for more than 12 hours a day and drive for more than 800 kilometers.

Entering National Highway 328 from Lalin Highway, there are strange rocks and vast clouds along the way, but you have no intention of watching.

You have thought about the authenticity of the contents on Weibo more than once. You have also replied to the unknown Weibo user, "Who are you?" "Where is that?" "What is the danger?"

But it’s very strange. The Weibo user seemed to have disappeared from now on and never replied to you again.

You have been thinking about many possibilities - for example, it is not humans who send you messages but aliens. When the moon has disappeared, it seems nothing strange to have aliens appear again.

But it doesn't matter. You must check whether it is true or false. Even if there is only one chance, you hope to see humans. Only by seeing humans other than you can you be sure that you are not living in a fictional world and that you are real.

The latitude and longitude given by the "Mysterious Man" is in the western part of the country, in Zhentang County, and is more than 2,000 kilometers away from your place. You don't have much impression of Zhentang, you only vaguely remember it as a mountainous area or the birthplace of Yelang as mentioned in "Yarang's arrogance".

After walking on the She'an Expressway, it is a rugged mountain road. You are ready in advance. Before getting off the expressway, you gave up the over-sized RV, and carried all the supplies you can carry, as well as two barrels of gasoline, and switched to an off-road vehicle on the side of the road. There are mostly mountain roads in Zhentang, so it is not an exaggeration to say that you are turning and turning. Earlier, this steep, narrow section with extremely small curve angles made this mountain area called "Shabaling". Every year, several cars always rolled down the cliff from the mountain, which is something you don't know.

Fortunately, you are driving carefully enough. By this period, you are not far from your destination, so you don’t have to worry. The mountain road is chilly, and sometimes the width of the turning lane cannot accommodate an off-road vehicle. The body needs to scratch the rock wall before you can barely pass through. Every time you pass a bend, you will be in a cold sweat. When you look out of the window on Sundays next to you, you can’t see the road below at all. You can only see the cliffs dozens of meters high and the lush forests below. It is so scared that it shivered and keeps moving towards you.

After crossing Shabaling Ridge, your vision immediately became widened. For a moment, you felt a little as "a village with dark willows and flowers". Looking down from the top of the mountain, you can vaguely see that Zhentang County is a basin landform. The abundant rainfall all year round makes the landscape here extremely beautiful, making people sigh at the wonders of nature.

Here, the scattered villages and towns seen with a telescope are the embellishment of the world among the green trees and mountains. This place always gives people a feeling of paradise. You have been thinking about it for a long time and can't summarize what kind of style it is. I just think that it would be best if you can live here forever.

The air here is also extremely clear. It is a good place for stargazing at night. In fact, the latitude and longitude given by the mysterious person is near a large astronomical observation station in Zhentang.

But the road ahead is difficult to walk. After you get off the mountain, you will break straight into a forest. At first, you can walk along the ruts left by the predecessors on the road. When you walk deeper, the ruts will be completely hidden by fallen leaves. In desperation, you have to get off the car with Sunday, mark the location of the off-road vehicle, and walk on foot.

You asked Sunday to sniff the ruts left by the car in front of you, hoping that it could smell some clues. Sunday did not disappoint you, so you sniffed for a while, spread your legs and ran in one direction.

You followed Sunday to walk through the dense forest for 20 minutes. Before you knew it, it was getting late. The setting sun shone through the gaps in the woods, spreading dense yellow spots on the ground. The entrance to your eyes was full of rich and passionate natural colors, which looked like the world in oil paintings.

The Sunday ahead suddenly slowed down, sniffing east and west, and walked forward crookedly. Then, it made a cheerful cry and ran forward a few steps. You looked up and saw that Sunday actually picked up a piece of fresh raw meat from under a tree.

A bad premonition arose in your mind. A sudden bounce of the canopy suddenly appeared on the tree. A scream made a Sunday, and the hind legs were trapped by the knot hidden in the grass. It carried the whole dog to the tree.

"Sunday!……"

You rushed up and wanted to save Sunday. After just running two steps, you suddenly stepped on the air and fell into a pit trap that was hidden well with branches and leaves...

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A violent bump wakes you up.

Your hands were tied firmly behind you with hemp ropes, and your feet were no exception.

You are in the carriage of a light truck. You are tied up like a roasted suckling pig on Sunday, as if you are sleeping soundly.

You don't know what happened in the moment when you were temporarily unconscious. Judging from the current situation, you should have been kidnapped. The car door is not fully sealed, and the dim sunlight is projecting in from the gap. It is not yet sunset, and you should have been thrown into the car for not long.

You wake up Sunday and signal it to silence. You leaned over to Sunday: "Little Knife, Sunday, Little Knife."

Sunday understood, wriggling like a big caterpillar, burying his head in your arms, and in a moment, he took out a butterfly knife from the inner bag of your chest. You turned over and let Sunday put the butterfly knife in your hand, and you began to cut the rope in your hand in a very difficult position.

After a while, you loosened yourself and Sunday. You checked your body and found that the pistol at your waist had disappeared. You carefully approached the wall of the car close to the driver's seat. Except for the occasional sound of clutch and shifting gears, the driver did not say a word. You decided to use the trick and wait for an opportunity to move.

Five minutes later, the truck seemed to have arrived at the destination, you leaned against the carriage, waiting quietly. You heard the sound of the door opening, the sound of leather boots stepping on the ground, and the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer to you. As soon as the other party opened the door, you could rush out, quickly subdued it with a butterfly knife, and then turn it on the spot.

You could hear the sound outside the car door. You held your breath and were ready to exert force at any time. After a while, the car door gently opened a gap, and you crouched and waited for the person outside to open the door.

But the door was not opened.

As soon as you were confused, you saw a dark tube reaching into the gap where the car door opened.

"hiss--"

Before you could recognize what it was, the black tube suddenly spewed out a lot of white powder. You covered your mouth and nose in a hurry, and reacted as you coughed that the tube was a dry powder fire extinguisher nozzle that could be seen everywhere!

You and Sunday were both coughing violently in the carriage. The principle of a dry powder fire extinguisher was to quickly reduce the oxygen in the air so that the flame could not be fully burned. If this continues, you and Sunday would have to be suffocated to death here.

"Fight..."

You whistle hard and rushed out of the car with Sunday. You rushed towards the fire extinguisher. You couldn't see anything in the smoke and dust, but you did feel that you were holding something, but the texture was not normal, it was hard and cold...

You hugged the culprit who used a fire extinguisher and fell twice on the ground. Open your eyes and saw a vague yellow color, which was the luster of the paint coating. The next moment, a strong figure rushed behind you, grabbing your right arm with an extremely clean and neat "flying cross" and holding your right arm, and your legs stuck at your neck. Then, the man began to exert force in the opposite direction of your right arm joint. A heart-wrenching pain came from your arm, and you couldn't help but scream loudly. The next moment, you felt a slight tingling pain coming from your upper arm, which was the feeling of a syringe injection...
Chapter completed!