Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Chapter 1248

Feng Lan paused. The scent of dogs wafted in the wind. If she walked a little further, she estimated that she would enter the dog's patrol range. If the dog was leashed, it would bark loudly to attract the hunter back. If it wasn't leashed, it would definitely chase after her.

Without hesitation, Feng Lan picked up a stone and continued walking forward. She wasn't a complete novice player, so what was there to be afraid of?

"er——"

Feng Lan took a step forward, and instantly a frantic bark rang out, along with the rattling sound of chains.

Great, this horror game is actually quite kind; it locked up the dog.

However, Feng Lan guessed that this was because the game lowered the difficulty on the first day, and that the game would probably release dogs to patrol the mountains on the second or third day. After all, she had scanned the dungeon and found that there were hundreds of kilometers of forest. It was unrealistic for a hunter to find players by themselves if they were to hide. With dogs, it would be wishful thinking for players to try to hide until the end of the game.

Feng Lan walked over and saw a black Czechoslovakian dog tied up at the back door. It had a fierce look in its eyes, and there were several dark red pieces of meat in a bowl next to it.

"Woof woof woof -"

"Human flesh." Feng Lan looked into the eyes of the Czechoslovakian dog, her gaze cruel and greedy. She tossed the stone in her hand and reminded the dog, "Quiet."

"Snapped--"

"Woof woof—werwer...woof..."

The stone Feng Lan threw hit the Czechoslovakian Wolfdog squarely in the mouth. She quickly walked over to it, and seeing that it still wanted to attack her, she kicked it in the head, knocking it unconscious. (Dangerous behavior, do not imitate)

The back door wasn't closed, so Feng Lan went straight in. Inside was the kitchen of the small house. On the huge chopping board was a piece of unprocessed abdominal cavity, its chest wide open. The smell of blood filled the kitchen. Feng Lan knew at a glance that it wasn't human flesh. The human flesh fed to the Czech wolfhounds was in the red bucket in the corner. Next to the large chopping board was a small chopping board hanging up. Feng Lan guessed that the hunters usually used this when slaughtering and dismembering human flesh.

This hunter was quite particular; he used one cutting board for himself and another for cutting human flesh for his dog.

Feng Lan walked through the kitchen, leaving a few faint footprints on the floor because of the blood. However, the hunter knew that someone had entered the house just from the fact that the dog's mouth had suddenly been stuffed with a stone, so the few footprints didn't matter.

This time, there were no hunters. Feng Lan strode to the gate and picked up the gun.

"Click."

It's empty; there are no bullets in the gun.

Feng Lan understood. She looked around and locked her sights on the second floor. She was carrying the gun, but it was out of bullets and couldn't be left for the hunter to use, even though she thought the hunter should have other alternative guns.

Feng Lan hurried upstairs to the second floor. She turned the handle and found that the bedroom on the second floor was also locked. A wire appeared in her palm. She inserted it into the keyhole, and the wire automatically changed shape. Two seconds later, with a "click," the bedroom door opened.

"what--"

Feng Lan heard a scream from the forest and the sound of hunters returning quickly. She raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on her lips, and walked into the bedroom without hesitation, dodging the long knife and sulfuric acid that fell from above. "How treacherous."

She clicked her tongue twice, saw the three bullets on the table, quickly took them, and heard an almost inhuman roar and the sound of hunters' footsteps; they had already reached the outside of the cabin.

Feng Lan ignored it, opened the bedroom window, glanced out, and quickly jumped out, hiding outside the window. This old-fashioned double-barreled gun could hold two bullets at a time, and a bullet had to be reloaded after each shot. However, even with only one bullet in the barrel, it could still fire normally as long as the trigger corresponding to the barrel was pulled. Feng Lan quickly loaded two bullets and hid outside the window, waiting for the hunter to return.

"Bang—da da da da..."

She heard the hunter quickly break down the door and rush up the stairs.