✓ I open a supermarket in another world

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Chapter - One Hundred -

This is a very peaceful small mountain village.

There are less than a hundred people in total, and they live a quiet life guarding their own fields. They go to the market in the town below the mountain once a week to buy some daily necessities. Their days are calm and peaceful.

But one day, the calm was broken.

Several people who were incompatible with the mountain village appeared in the village, and the hospitable villagers received them. They called themselves travel companions on the mountain. They got lost on the mountain at night and finally found the village. They hope to stay in the village. - Night, tomorrow morning Leave again.

But it was on this day that the fate of the small mountain village was changed.

The entire small mountain village was shrouded in blood mist, and all the villagers in the village turned into dead people.

"And our mission is to find the [rusty scissors], the [blood-stained axe], and find the truth about this village."

At the millstone at the entrance of the village, there was a man standing there, wearing clothes that were convenient for movement, with a heavy expression: "Only eight people participated in this A-level dungeon."

The speaker was a young man. Standing next to him were a pair of sisters and two older but muscular middle-aged men. The remaining ones were obviously different from the five of them.

Even more panicked and frightened, there was a girl in school uniform, a middle-aged woman, and a gangster with yellow hair.

The three people who were obviously newcomers were a little scared. Only the yellow-haired gangster kept shouting, wondering if this was some kind of reality show. The five old people looked at him indifferently and allowed Huang-hair to curse and walk out of the village.

The middle-aged woman hesitated, but stayed.

She felt safer with more people.

"There are very few clues in this world, so we have to start the investigation from the beginning." The leading man ignored the yellow-haired gangster who left.

I saw that the yellow-haired gangster had just taken one step out of the stone monument representing the boundary of the village, and his whole person seemed to have been crushed by a meat grinder and turned into a puddle of meat.

When the female students and middle-aged women saw that scene, their faces turned pale and they couldn't help but vomit.

"This is the world of horror movies. If you don't follow the rules of the Lord God, you will be like him." The middle-aged man explained reluctantly, "Go in."

The middle-aged woman and the female student walked behind, and the five senior people walked in front.

The mountain village is quiet at night. You can't even hear the crickets that are often seen in the village. You can only feel the silence. Although the houses in the village have lights on, there is no sound. The chicken pens and pig pens in the yard are empty. Yes, although the small wooden post where the dog was tied had signs of wear, there was no dog on it.

It's like everyone is dead.

The seniors knew that the first day was relatively safe, so they felt quite relaxed and followed the system prompts to knock on the village chief's door.

The village chief, who was obviously a corpse, took the remaining seven people to the side room in the yard and told them that the fog would dissipate at seven o'clock tomorrow morning and they could leave the village, but they were not allowed to go out after ten o'clock in the evening, because at night It's a woman's time to leave.