[Oh, look, this guy is flying.]
[Did he finally decide to reveal himself? This cheater.]
[Doesn't this guy give me the illusion that he's about to clear the game?]
...
Jiang Lin flew all the way to the foot of Daqing Mountain and felt that strong oppressive feeling from the 'rules' again.
He simply descended from the air, his feet touching the ground,
and moved forward quickly.
The white figure shuttled through the forest, and in a short while, he reached the mountainside.
Looking again, he had already appeared near the summit.
Jiang Lin went directly to the other side of Daqing Mountain.
Before he even reached the place where they planted saplings during the day, he heard a deafening roar from afar.
It echoed through the mountains and forests.
"Roar—!"
Jiang Lin found the tallest tree nearby and leaped up a few times to a branch above the tree.
Concealing himself, he looked towards the source of the sound.
His gaze quickly locked onto a half-human, half-beast figure.
It had the torso of a human,
but its hair was combed back like steel needles, long and sharp.
Its hands and feet had directly transformed into thick, sturdy beast paws.
Its long claws were like sharp steel knives.
The half-beast ran around in the forest, occasionally pawing at the grass.
Then it stuffed something into its chest.
As it ran,
the viewers in the live stream finally saw its front and gasped.
It was Uncle Feng's face.
It still retained human features.
But where its chest cavity should have been filled with flesh and blood, it was empty.
When viewed from behind earlier,
it was completely obscured by its long, needle-like hair, making it impossible to see.
Even though they had vaguely guessed that Uncle Feng would also transform at night,
seeing this scene still made the viewers' scalps tingle.
This entire village was full of monsters!
If they had to live here, they wouldn't be able to sleep for anything.
Well, except for the streamer.
"What is it looking for?"
...
On the screen,
the half-beast Uncle Feng kept searching for something and stuffing it into his chest.
Upon finding that it wasn't what he was looking for, he let out an angry roar.
He took out everything he had stuffed in and threw it away.
Roar—
It's not it, it's not it.
Where is it, where did it hide...
He anxiously pushed aside the grass in front of him, his gaze constantly searching the surroundings.
As he ran,
his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of an open space.
In the open space, a patch of small saplings was planted.
There were at least a dozen or twenty of them.
This scene was like a fuse, instantly igniting its rage.
"Roar—! Roar, roar—"
It rushed over furiously, swinging its hands like a madman.
As its sharp claws swept across the saplings, they instantly cut the tree trunks into several sections.
This was still not enough.
Its claws reached for the ground, uprooting the saplings.
Upon contact with the saplings, corrosive marks appeared on its palms.
But it seemed to not care at all,
focusing only on destroying the saplings.
Finally, only a mess was left on the ground, along with sharp claw marks.
Roar—!
The half-beast let out a long howl to the sky.
The beast-like roar echoed across Daqing Mountain.
...
"!!! No wonder the survival rate of the saplings is so low!"
"It seems the streamer's guess was correct, there are significant man-made destructive factors! It's not entirely Daqing Mountain's fault."
In the live stream, the viewers suddenly understood.
But then a new question arose.
"I don't understand. Why did he organize everyone to plant trees during the day, and then destroy them at night?"
This behavior is very contradictory!
And also, is Uncle Feng considered a mountain spirit?
If not, why were his hands corroded?
But if he is, his reaction wasn't as strong as the black shadow.
"Uncle Feng should be considered half a mountain spirit, right? But how did they become like this?"
If the villagers couldn't go up the mountain due to a curse and would transform,
then how could Uncle Feng, the forest ranger who stayed on the mountain, have been punished to some extent for failing to guard it?
There were too many clues obtained tonight, and the viewers felt their minds were in a mess, not enough to process it all.
...
Roar—
The roars from Daqing Mountain could be heard from afar.
At the same time.
In the players' bedrooms, the moonlight was dim and hazy, covered by layers of dark clouds.
The elite man slept restlessly.
His dreams were filled with scenes of meeting his wife back then.
And then they walked into the temple of marriage.
The scene then shifted,
to his wife eating with another man, accompanied by their daughter.
After dinner, the three of them went to an amusement park, a cinema, and finally a villa...
The brighter his wife's smile was, the more it stung his eyes.
It was as if he had handed her a knife himself, allowing her to stab him in the heart with it, one cut after another.
In his dream, he endured and endured,
finally unable to bear the pain in his chest, he roared at her:
"Stop it!"
Instantly,
the elite man in the bedroom suddenly woke up, his eyes wide open.
The roar from Daqing Mountain still echoed in his ears.
The next moment, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
His peripheral vision slowly shifted to the right. Why was the right side of the bed bulging?
And what was that thing standing by the bed?!
At night...
Have the mountain spirits come out?!
Why are the mountain spirits looking for him instead of stealing the remaining mountain treasures?!
The elite man was sweating profusely but dared not make a sound.
He stiffened his body, preparing to close his eyes again and pretend he saw nothing.
But then a sharp voice came from the quilt: "You're awake?"
The voice was laced with playfulness and deep malice.
The elite man knew that pretending to be asleep was useless.
He quickly got out of bed with a carp flip, grabbed the rolling pin he had borrowed from the nightstand, and began to beat the bulging quilt randomly.
The bulging part of the quilt quickly flattened.
Following that was a chilling sensation from behind.
A cold wind blew past his ear, and the sharp voice said, "Are you looking for me?"
!!!
The elite man's hair stood on end.
Without thinking, he swung the rolling pin backward.
Before it could fall, it was stopped in mid-air by a force.
The expression on the black shadow's face was unclear, but he could feel the immense malice.
It snatched the rolling pin and casually threw it aside.
With one hand, it reached for the elite man's head.
Bang bang bang—
As the rolling pin rolled onto the floor, the third presence in the room—the thing by the bed—also moved.
Under the black shadow's fearless attitude,
it quickly opened the thing in its hand and covered it with a can.
Thump!
The can hit its head with a crisp sound.
Accompanying it were dense, faint corrosive sounds.
"Ah—!"
"Ah! Ah—!"
Screams erupted from the bedroom.
The black shadow looked at the liquid on its body in horror, its malice replaced by pain.
The elite man didn't know what was happening and retreated nervously.
He watched from a distance.
The third presence in the room—the one who put the can—did not stop.
While the black shadow was screaming, it unhesitatingly kicked it out the window.
Bang!
The black shadow crashed down and never climbed back.
Rather, it ran away faster than a rabbit.
The elite man watched this scene vigilantly, his heart filled with dread.
He didn't know what the can-wielding guy would do next.
And what its purpose was.
One minute passed, and the can-wielding guy remained motionless.
The elite man stared, confronting it.
Five minutes passed.
The elite man dared not make a move rashly.
Ten minutes passed.
Half an hour passed...
The elite man's legs were numb.
He swallowed and tentatively asked, "You, what do you want?"
There was no response from the other side.
He cautiously took a step forward, then another, in the dim moonlight.
And then he finally saw the can-wielding guy clearly.
It was only a meter tall, completely white.
Its expression... was very strange.
Its clothing... was also peculiar.
It looked eerie.
However, there was a sense of inexplicable familiarity.
...
(PS: Most of the clues are out. Readers can try to guess~)