Folklore Horror: It Begins with the Blood God of Xiangxi
Chapter 89

The forgotten gods of the Six Heavens' Old Qi (3.2k)

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The camp erupted in a cacophony of voices. Everyone had their own ideas, but one thing was certain.

They had to save these people.

[Quick, get down the mountain! Get all the patients here to a hospital! Hurry, hurry!]

[There might be hallucinogenic gas. Gas masks—where are the gas masks?]

[Everyone, be careful. Don't let these people grab you.]

[I suspect they were killing each other here.]

[****, what the hell happened here? This is horrifying.]

The entire camp descended into chaos.

The rescuers didn't dare go in.

Especially after someone smelled a strange odor in the air, they grew even more cautious.

The professionals among the Search and Rescue Team members immediately went on alert when they caught the smell.

A strange odor?

No, don't sniff it!

They had heard of plenty of tragedies like this.

In enclosed spaces, psychological stress and strange suggestions could cause severe psychological problems, potentially driving people in a camp to kill one another.

But the problem now was that, while this camp could indeed place people under tremendous psychological pressure,

it wasn't an enclosed space in the conventional sense.

Had they eaten something hallucinogenic?

Or inhaled some hallucinogenic gas?

Something like the odor they had just smelled.

Everyone pooled their ideas.

Whatever the case, they were already here. They had to get these people to a hospital for emergency treatment.

They weren't dead yet.

As long as they were alive, they had to find a way to save them.

Even if it was extremely dangerous.

People wearing gas masks entered the camp and began searching for survivors.

The Western Hunan Mountains in the game were a hundred times more uncanny than the Western Hunan Mountains in the real world.

The rain was still falling.

Lin Feng drew in a breath of the

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