"Has it started?"
Following the system notification.
Wang Yifan took a deep breath and slowly walked into the fog in front of him.
He did not know if it was an illusion.
The moment he stepped into the fog.
He felt as if he had entered another world.
In the thick, leaden fog.
There seemed to be something dark, distorted, and blurry.
They were secretly watching him.
He was originally in the Laocheng District, and there were damp and narrow alleys everywhere.
Just as he was observing his surroundings, in the concrete apartment building opposite him, there was only one window that was emitting orange light.
With a bang, it was sealed.
Even the cries of a child in the rented house next door suddenly stopped.
It seemed that his parents had covered his mouth to prevent him from making any sound.
Obviously, in the face of the fog of fear.
Except for the soldiers and militia who had to be stationed.
All the townsfolk closed their doors and windows.
She hid in the house and shivered.
He was afraid that any sound he made would attract the Evil Devil's attention.
But at the same time, in other cities where the fog did not descend, humans were still enjoying this moment of joy.
Especially those cities that did not have internet access.
Wang Yifan's sensational name of the live broadcast room quickly attracted the attention of many netizens.
"Gourmet streamer, cooking all kinds of demons online?”
"F * ck, this title is interesting!”
"Is this streamer trying to catch a demon?”
Wu Wenfu was a militia stationed in Shanghai and had been on vacation recently.
Because she suffered from severe insomnia.
He had wanted to watch the live broadcast until he was exhausted before going to bed.
However, he did not expect the platform to push such a message.
He saw the name of the live broadcast room.
He could not help but frown.
As a garrison militia, he often patrolled the high walls with his teammates.
He knew that in the fog, once the intensity exceeded Level-2, all signals would be blocked.
They couldn't even use their high-power walkie-talkies.
Not to mention live streaming!
If one wanted to communicate in the fog, unless it was the lowest level of fog, the signal would be intermittent.
In other situations.
It was impossible.
Not to mention China.
There was no such technology in the world now.
He couldn't help but pout.
"Streamer nowadays really have no manners at all. How can you make such a joke?”
However, for some reason.
However, he was a little surprised.
He entered the live broadcast room!
Immediately after, his eyes sharpened.
Because in the live broadcast room!
He was too familiar with this gray fog that seemed to have a life of its own!
Wu Wenfu jumped up from the bed.
Then, he quickly typed a line of words in the bullet screen.
"Are you crazy? It was dangerous! Hurry up and go home! Hurry up and go home!"
At this moment, he did not even think about how Wang Yifan could actually broadcast in the fog.
He only felt fear instinctively.
Wu Wenfu had been recruited into the militia for almost a year.
During this period, he encountered the fog twice.
The first time was when he was a recruit!
Level 3 fog descended upon Shanghai.
The fog lasted for three days.
At that time, even though Shanghai was prepared for a great enemy, it was still not a good time.
However, after the fog dissipated.
According to the official statistics, the fog still caused 76,000 people to go missing in Shanghai.
The second time was three months ago.
Because it was a Level 2 fog, the Militia patrol team stationed on the high wall switched on and off the patrol lights.
In the end, just as dawn was about to break, their team was attacked in the fog.
A 10-man team stationed in the barracks.
Only three survivors remained!
Wu Wenfu couldn't help but shiver!
The reason why he suffered from insomnia was because as long as he closed his eyes.
He would recall the scene of his comrades who had been with him day and night being torn into pieces by the sharp claws of the demons.
Not only him, but all the viewers who clicked into the live broadcast room could not help but be shocked.
"F * ck! F * ck! There were really people who were not afraid of trouble who entered the fog to broadcast live!”
"Leave quickly! You're courting death, do you know that?!"
"I just saw the weather forecast. Streamer, are you in Linhai City?”
"Host, what's the situation in Linhai City now?”
........
With the arrival of the fog, Linhai City's external communication signals were completely cut off.
Millions of people were trapped inside.
The people inside did not know what was going on outside.
The people outside were also eager to know what was going on inside.
It had been three years since the fog appeared.
In fact, other than the soldiers and the militia.
When most people were faced with the descent of the fog.
They were all hiding in houses or basements.
No one dared to enter the fog at this time.
At this moment, Wang Yifan's live broadcast room was like a window.
Everyone who clicked into the live broadcast room.
They all wanted to know.
Mist!
What exactly was it?
What exactly was in the fog?
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