Such thick... fog.
Xu Tingfang looked all around but saw none of his fellow players.
This ghost story had not only started immediately, giving them no time at all to prepare, but had even randomized the players' starting positions right from the outset.
She hugged her arms, feeling a little cold.
He took out his phone to check the time. No good... the time was completely out of sync.
The time on his phone was still midnight.
But in this fog-filled place, the few patches of visible sky were a dusky yellow.
The time was not synchronized with reality. This was not the real world!
Xu Tingfang observed everything around him. This was an ultimate ghost story, the first ultimate ghost story she had ever experienced. She was being exceedingly cautious...
Now, the first thing to do was find everyone and regroup.
The players Shen Hai and Yu Ruoli both had permanent items, and both those permanent items were for obtaining information. With their informational support, the difficulty could be significantly reduced.
But which direction should he go?
Xu Tingfang waved his hand. The fog was so thick that as soon as she moved her hand, a patch of the cool mist cleared away.
Huh? Was that a roadside sign?
Through the shifting fog, Xu Tingfang saw a sign planted beside the road! It should be a sign, right?
She walked tentatively toward it. Fortunately, this [Sick Village] did not seem to be deep in the remote mountains. Beneath her feet was lush green grass with signs of having been trodden on, and the ground was very level, unlike something naturally formed. The place where she had "spawned" looked like a landscaped lawn.
As Xu Tingfang walked toward the hazy sign, the fog thinned a little too.
He soon reached