I got an S-level talent in the apocalypse, and I will lead Blue Star to rise

Chapter 201 Self-made
The sun sets at 5 p.m., an hour earlier than usual.

But the strange thing was that as the sun set, the moon did not come out. It was pitch black outside and nothing could be seen.

It is no exaggeration to say that the visibility is less than 1 meter.

Zhou Anning, who lives on the snowy mountains, saw such a dark night for the first time.

He lit the torch in advance, and the system prompted him that the torch could burn for 4 hours, which was half as long as before.

Above the torch, there is a countdown, which also reminds players of the number of [shadows] around them.

If the number does not exceed 3, it is 4 hours.

If there are 3 to 10 cats, it will take 3 hours.

If there are more than 10, it will be shortened to 2 hours.

Almost as soon as night fell, Zhou An Ning heard a strange laugh.

"Cuckoo~"

"Cuckoo~"

The sound came from far away and was intermittent and unclear at first, but soon it became clearer and clearer, as if someone was speaking in his ear.

Even the lights in the house began to flicker, as if some terrifying monster was approaching.

"Fuck, is this a horror movie scene?"

Zhou Anning, a young man of nearly 1.9 meters tall, was also frightened at this moment.

Late at night, on a snowy mountain, alone, with lights flickering and strange laughter, it's the standard stuff of a horror movie.

He felt like his heart was hanging in the air, swaying, so nervous that he felt like vomiting.

Zhou An Ning quickly took out another torch and placed it to his right.

The warmth from him gave his tense body some relief, and even the strange laughter seemed to fade away.

He couldn't help but feel a little desperate. Could he still sleep tonight?
Zhou An Ning quickly sent a message to his sister, asking about the situation there.

"Sister, how are you doing over there?"

But after sending a message, no one responded.

Zhou Anning always felt something was wrong, so he just made a video call.

This time, the call finally got through.

Her sister's face appeared on the screen. Zhou An Ning took a look and it seemed that she was in good condition.

"Sister, I just sent you a message, why didn't you reply? Is there something wrong with you?"

Zhou An Ning frowned and his lips were a little pale, which was the aftereffect of the fright he had just received.

My sister looked up in confusion, "You sent me a message, but I didn't see it?"

She thought she had misread it and checked it carefully again, "What did you send? This chat history is from our last call."

Zhou Anning had a bad feeling, "You mean, you didn't receive it?"

He took a screenshot and sent it to his sister again.

"Did you see it this time?"

The picture clearly shows that Zhou Anning successfully sent a message.

My sister almost thought her memory was wrong. "Strange, but I really don't have it here."

"Could it be that the signal is bad?"

Zhou Anning looked out the window. It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

This is a game, and communication between players should rely on the game server. There is no such thing as a good signal.

There is only one possibility, the darkness interferes with the communication between players.

"This is just the first day." Compared with other players, Zhou Anning's experience did not have a big impact.

Ma Fang's heart broke as he watched his daughter crying non-stop.

Father-in-law Zhang Qihua was scratching his head anxiously beside him, "What on earth is going on? Why is she crying all the time?"

As soon as the sun set, An An, who was over 10 months old, kept crying and her eyes were swollen.

Zhang Youxuan walked around holding her daughter, and kept comforting her, "An An, be good, don't cry, mommy is holding you."

But no matter how the family members tried to coax him, it didn't work.

Ma Fang's mind was usually not very active, and when he saw his daughter like this, his thoughts went into circles.

It was his wife who reminded him that it might be related to the darkness.

Then he remembered to put a few more torches around to light up the room, and his daughter gradually stopped crying.

But because I cried so hard, even when I fell asleep, I would sob from time to time.

The adults looked at each other. Zhang Youxuan held her daughter in her arms and didn't dare to put her on the bed.

"I think An An might have heard or seen something. Isn't it said that children have special eyes and can see things that adults can't see?"

My mother-in-law's guess was agreed by the family.

"It was fine during the day, but it became like this after dark. It must be related to that thing."

Zhang Youxuan speculated, "Didn't they say that a [shadow] would appear at night? We didn't see it. Maybe only An An could see it, and that's why she was scared and cried."

"So, if we light all the torches and scare the [Shadow] away, An An will stop crying?"

They also don't know what the so-called "shadow" looks like or how it attacks people.

But it’s definitely not okay for An An to cry like this.

Ma Fang's expression was very solemn, which meant that the demand for torches was even higher.

But in the current trading market, no one is willing to sell torches, and even torch drawings are sold at high prices.

The only hope lies on this side of the camp.

But how much can I get if I have to compete with so many people?

"Or, I'd better ask someone to see if I can buy some more torches." Ma Fang still remembered that there seemed to be such a person among his friends who had a lot of resources.

Zhang Youxuan was worried, "Buying torches now is too expensive. Why don't we try it ourselves?"

Torches are not difficult to make. All you need is a wooden stick and combustible materials. Even if they are not as good as those produced by the system, as long as they can be used, you can save a lot of money.

Zhang Youxuan's words opened up everyone's minds.

My mother volunteered, saying that there was some fat meat at home that we could try.

"It's dark now and we can't go out. We have nothing to do, so why don't we try and see if we can make our own torches!"

They got to work right away. The four old men were much better at hands-on work than the young people. Some of them carved wooden sticks, some cut cloth into strips, and some took fat and tried to extract oil.

The whole family was busy like this, and time passed quickly.

In fact, there are many people like Zhang Youxuan's family who want to make torches by themselves.

Tang Yuanhang's grandmother was like this, "Grandma, you just recovered from your illness. You need to rest well and take care of your body."

But my grandmother looked up and retorted, "I'm so old now, I live one day at a time. No matter how I take care of my body, it can't compare to you young people. I might as well do more work while I'm still alive."

The price of the torch was too high, so she was reluctant to buy it and spent the whole day thinking about how to make it herself.

He refined the oil and carved the wooden sticks himself, and it took him a long time to make one.

Although it can be ignited, I don't know if it has any effect on [Shadow].

As soon as it got dark, Tang Yuanhang placed the torch at the door at his grandmother's urging.

Almost as soon as the torch was stuck in the ground, a countdown appeared above the top of the torch. It actually worked!