Global Fog Survival

Chapter 20: A Thousand Fog Points in the Fog

“The monster seemed to take a few steps back…” Colin heard Servant One’s voice as soon as he woke up.

A few steps back?

Colin had an inkling but noticed that his two subordinates seemed unaware of his strange experience. This meant that the encounter, which felt long to him, had likely lasted only a few seconds in reality.

“Is this what they call a strong will?” Colin thought, his heart still racing. Even though the bizarre scene had vanished, he remained deeply frightened. If he had failed the willpower test, he wouldn’t have had the courage to act. No wonder so many people preferred to die rather than face it…

Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, Colin looked at the chat channel. He hesitated for a moment, then sent his message.

There was one hour left. Whether they survived, it depended on themselves…

The chat channel was still lively. But as soon as a message appeared, the speed at which the world channel refreshed visibly slowed.

“Method to light the lantern: Drop a drop of blood on the wick. You can use your own blood or someone else’s.”

“The lantern’s blood supply will burn for one hour. There’s one hour until dark. Whether you survive depends on yourselves.”

“Additionally, if you are willing, please forward this message to everyone. Do not worry about punishment; I alone will bear it.”

“Also, do not blame others or thank me. I am not a saint, nor do I intend to be.”

“Finally, I wish all survivors could overcome difficulties, face fear bravely, and fight for a new dawn and future.”

This long message filled everyone’s vision. Almost instantly, everyone who saw it believed its content.

It was etched onto their parchments, occupying nearly half the page, ensuring everyone saw it. The key point was that these words weren’t the usual yellow of the world channel but a blood-red, glaring, and eerie one!

Except for those exploring and unable to check, nearly everyone saw this message. Those who had previously tried to convey information but retreated under pressure were especially shocked. They knew better than anyone the immense psychological pressure of facing that thing.

Someone actually succeeded!

Who was this person?

Everyone had the same question. Just then, new text appeared on the parchment a few seconds after the message froze.

?Major Announcement: The safety system detected a survivor posting a prohibited message. This message is extremely dangerous and disrupts the game’s stability. The system will impose an ironclad punishment in seven days.?

?Additionally, the system will disclose the individual’s personal information, issuing a red-name warning and a seven-day assassination bounty.?

?Due to the global significance and severe impact of this violation, the bounty period will be extended to one year!?

?Name: Colin.?

?Survivor ID: 654321.?

?Bounty Amount: 1000 Fog Points.?

?Bounty Duration: Valid for one year (if the target dies beforehand, the bounty is nullified).?

?Note: The system’s authority cannot be challenged. Let this be a lesson to all survivors to cherish their lives and follow the game rules.?

A few seconds later, all information disappeared, and the chat channel exploded in the first second of recovery.

“Holy crap, someone actually posted the lantern lighting method! Amazing, those red words are terrifying to look at…”

“Who is this Colin? Which area is he in? How did he withstand that pressure?!”

“So touching, Someone really stood up for us!”

“Seriously? You’re getting emotional? He just gave you a lantern lighting method, and you think he’s some good person?”

“Yeah, stop being so sentimental. Maybe he has ulterior motives and wants us to die; he is a hypocrite. Do you think we are all fools?”

“Shut your mouth, you piece of trash; if I find out who you are, I will destroy your entire family!”

“I swear, anyone who goes after Colin, I will spend my life hunting you down if I survive!”

“Count me in! I even bought a speaker to curse that idiot. Colin is about to face punishment for us, we can’t let him down!”

“Everyone, act quickly. Don’t waste Colin’s good intentions. Whether you want to repay him or not, you need to survive first!”

“Be careful not to wander too far; it’s easy to get lost. Always mark your path, and beware of mutants nearby.”

“Forwarding, the lantern lighting method…”

“Using me as a warning, huh…”

Colin saw the world announcement, just like everyone else. This exceeded his expectations. If he had known the entire area could see the message, he wouldn’t have added the third sentence asking others to forward it.

Still, he could only commend the system’s major announcement. It meant his message would spread even faster, giving him more time.

“The bounty is a problem, though. For a year, I can’t expose my identity panel, or someone will backstab me. I didn’t expect to be worth a thousand fog points…” Colin laughed at himself.

He knew how valuable fog points were, acting as an all-purpose currency crucial for personal and subordinate enhancements. People might talk big, but faced with such a reward, even saints would hesitate. Human nature was fickle.

At that moment, Colin’s ?Private Channel? notifications exceeded those of the ?World Channel?. However, he had no mood to check those messages now. He glanced at the ?Regional Channel? to ensure his region saw the critical information, then closed the parchment.

Colin looked up at the bloody red name hovering over him and, with the help of a prompt, turned it off.

This game allowed players to choose whether to display their names. As long as Colin didn’t show his identity panel, no one would know he was the red name.

“Yes, this respects personal privacy.”

Colin felt like making a sarcastic remark. Then he turned to his two servants and said, “Wait. If the monster hasn’t left in the last thirty minutes, we’ll go underground…”

“Yes, Lord!”

Time until nightfall: 57 minutes.