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Li Mo raised the crosshairs of the strange pistol slightly and aimed it at the woman's head.

Just pull the trigger and you can escape from the trap.

Relying on the special nature of the strange pistol, he can kill the ghost. It's very simple and he can do it easily.

but……

After weighing the pros and cons for half a minute, Li Mo finally put down the strange pistol and hugged Karen as far away as possible from this inexplicably appearing female pseudo-person.

Mei was right, he was too dependent on the strange pistol.

There must be more than one pseudo-human in this primeval forest. He cannot kill them all by himself, so he can only avoid them.

Li Mo looked back and found that the black fog not far away had dissipated.

It is currently known that the black fog can completely block the vision of humans and some ghosts, and possibly all ghosts.

There is not enough information to prove it, but at least it has no effect on him. It's a strange thing, and the only way to know the reason is after I tell Mei after I get home.

Li Mo picked up Kallen, grabbed his backpack, and quickly jumped to a nearby tree.

But gradually, Li Mo realized that something was wrong.

Two pseudo-people gathered under the tree where he was, climbing up the tree quickly in different postures.

"?"

Li Mo was stunned.

A misjudgment? The black fog couldn't block the opponent's vision?

No, that's not right. Their eyes were still unfocused, and they didn't react to seeing humans.

Li Mo's brain was working rapidly, and he suddenly turned around to look at the original position on the tree.

The female pseudo-person there disappeared.

Li Mo searched quickly and finally found its body among the fallen leaves and grass.

died?

Little Karen in his arms clutched Li Mo's clothes even tighter. The uneasiness brought by blindness and the inexplicable fear that emerged from deep in her heart made Karen shiver like a frozen kitten.

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Li Mo picked up Kallen again and jumped towards another tree.

Then, Li Mo glanced again at the place where he was a second ago, and there was nothing there.

"Dong Dong!!"

Instead, two more bodies appeared under the tree, accompanied by a low sound of falling to the ground.

The fake man fell to his death.

Li Mo: ???

So sloppy?

What does this mean? Li Mo is not sure. No primitive man or Homo sapiens would do such a thing casually.

This means that something is catalyzing the pseudo-human's ego attributes, which are the characteristics of a ghost.

Because people will avoid the danger of death, but ghosts will not. Even if a bullet fired from a strange pistol appears in their path, most ghosts will not react at all and will face it head-on.

Is it because of the black fog?

"Russling, rustling... rustling, rustling..."

The surrounding leaves trembled, making a sound of friction against the limbs.

When Li Mo came to his senses, he found a child's head sticking out from behind the tree trunk. The child's body was hidden behind the trunk, staring at him blankly.

But what is certain is that it did not see itself.

"The pupils were unfocused, and there were no signs of aggression."

"and many more……"

Humans have inferior perception to many animals.

In the state of death, Li Mo's senses were enhanced, and he gained powerful perception at the cost of losing some emotional cognition.

Just like blind people are always more sensitive than normal people in hearing and other senses.

Li Mo turned around and found many more sights in the darkness...

One hundred meters, fifty meters, ten meters, nearby...

"Bad feeling."

Li Mo muttered softly.

Li Mo completely gave up the idea of using the strange pistol. Using this number would be like a drop in the bucket and would not be enough to suppress them all. On the contrary, it might break the deadlock of the black fog blocking the ghosts' vision.

But if I just keep hiding, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of this forest after the black fog completely dissipates.

Fortunately, it wasn't without results. At least I learned one thing: the black fog ignored the integrity of the ghost and blocked its sight, or in other words...

Li Mo took a deep breath, walked slowly forward, stretched out his hand, and almost touched the child's forehead with his fingers, but the other party still did not react.

After thinking for a moment, Li Mo took out a strange pistol.

The strange pistol was raised, and the dark muzzle was placed against the opponent's forehead. Just a slight pull of the trigger was enough to put him into silence.

no response……

Li Mo remembered this phenomenon.

The black fog may not be as simple as imagined. It may block more things, even blocking observation and rules.

That's not true. From an objective point of view, they are not completely isolated. It's like as long as Li Mo wants, Karin can easily touch her.

Then it is more like a kind of visual pollution against the incomplete nature of all existence.

Li Mo raised his head and looked towards the area not far away where the black fog had disappeared.

The only forces that can interfere with pollutants are those that also have polluting properties.

The black fog is obviously an alternative pollutant. Therefore, the area where the black fog dissipates first means that there is another source of pollution that is more complete than the pseudo-human. Perhaps the weird source of this world is there.

Because pollution will not disappear, it will only transfer and become another form.

Absorption and transformation are both specific manifestations of transfer.

It is certainly dangerous to go to the place where the black fog has dissipated, but staying here will surely lead to death.

Li Mo has verified this in many worlds.

There is no absolutely safe place in this strange world, only relatively safe places.

When you cannot escape from the hunting of hyenas and jackals and want to survive, you can choose to go into the bear's cave.

before that……

Li Mo looked at little Kallen who had her eyes closed.

She curled up in her arms, breathing rapidly and weakly through her nose, like a child having a nightmare.

Is Kallen that fragile?

Li Mo didn't understand, but he would not understand these living people according to the original work's understanding, that would be too blind.

However, he would not get to know some insignificant people in depth because there was no need.

"It's better if she falls asleep. When she wakes up, I can just tell Otto to hand her over to me."

"No need to explain further."

"At least following me still offers a chance of survival. Returning to Vienna would only mean..."

Li Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, sighed, and looked at the crescent moon in the sky that had regained its clarity. He said with lingering fear, "There's only one way out there, and that's death."

There are definitely fake people mixed in with the triumphant team.

To destroy a social system, one fake person is enough.

It is more terrifying than zombies. Anyone seen by a pseudo-human will be marked. After the pseudo-human dies, he will be reborn into the body of the marked person and gain all his memories.

There are indeed wise people among the crowd, just like there are people in the primitive tribe who quickly realize that something is wrong with the fake people.

But by the time they noticed something was wrong, destruction had already befallen the group.

Without exception.

Li Mo ran all the way towards the place where the black fog was spreading. Along the way, the pseudo-man followed closely behind him as if he had triggered some kind of pattern.

Their heads weren't even facing Li Mo. They just ran wildly, following their bodies' instincts, and then died in all kinds of stupid ways.

fell into the river and drowned;

Falling from a tree to death;

Falling off a cliff;

Suffocated to death by vines entangled around the neck...

But when Li Mo was about to reach an area without black fog, they suddenly stopped, like ghosts that had lost their target, wandering aimlessly in the forest.

Li Mo turned around and saw this scene and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It seems that there is indeed some special pattern in the place where the black fog dissipates. It can affect these fake people from such a distance."

"If the fake person is still following me, then I have to consider whether to risk leaving the Black Mist."

"After all, if I leave the black fog, I will be exposed to the ghosts and marked."

"Then, out of nowhere, a fake person suddenly appears inside my body, and without any reaction, it immediately declares the game over."

Li Mo's pace gradually slowed down. For some reason, he began to enjoy his leisurely walk towards the unknown place.

I shouldn't be doing this, and now is not the time.

The night is dangerous, and walking slowly is also dangerous.

Even the destination is extremely dangerous.

Walking in the black fog, even though the sky was no longer clear, Li Mo felt exceptionally peaceful, as if he was walking on the way home hundreds of times a long time ago.

"...a strong sense of déjà vu. Have I been here before?"

The surrounding woods are no longer messy, and there are no longer so many huge weeds and trees. There is only a lush green bamboo forest, and fireflies are flying among the bamboo leaves, flashing beautiful lights.

The stream beside my feet was reflected in the ripples, and the reflections in it were visible and flickering.

The gurgling sound of the stream soothes the broken souls and numb spirits.

Li Mo held Kallen in his arms and walked forward while looking around, observing the surrounding environment.

The only anomaly that can be found is the quietness and tranquility that does not fit the background of the primeval forest.

The primeval forest at night is not so quiet, it is full of noise. Hidden under the brief silence are prey lurking in the darkness and captured prey.

But this bamboo forest did not give Li Mo this feeling.

and……

Li Mo saw a very familiar scene——

Streams of golden blood flow.

"here it is……"

Li Mo was stunned. For a moment he even forgot to move forward. He stood there in a daze, staring blankly at the golden stream.

The brilliant colors are not the light of fireflies, but the same concept as the colorful black and the radiant white.

In the quiet bamboo forest, flows a brilliant golden stream.

Li Mo hesitated for a moment and walked along the stream.

Reason told him that this was very dangerous, and if he followed the strange phenomenon to the bottom, he would eventually face the source of the strangeness.

An existence that even fake people are afraid of is naturally not something he can resist.

But... I always feel very at ease, as if it was a long, long time ago.