Chapter 699

Yu Ningchen ignored these live comments; the plane's landing spot was still some distance from the Fantasy Forest. The pilot told him that dangers lurked within the Fantasy Forest, so he would not land inside it, and Yu Ningchen would need to walk in himself.

This place was actually eight hundred meters from the Fantasy Forest. As soon as Yu Ningchen got off the plane, he felt hot. After taking off a jacket, he finally had a chance to look around.

This place was very different from the Fantasy Forest. Where Yu Ningchen stood, there were not a single tree visible in all directions. The sun overhead shone down without any cover. Yu Ningchen raised a hand to block the sun, then looked up at the sky, finally letting out a slight sigh before quickening his pace and moving forward.

The live comments started again at this moment: "The streamer has no foresight at all. Knowing he was coming here, he still wore long sleeves and long pants."

"Those above who don't understand, stop talking nonsense. The streamer calls this sun protection; this sun might just burn people."

Yu Ningchen indeed did it for sun protection. Although he was not afraid of that mild degree of sunburn, to reduce unnecessary pain, he still chose to take some precautions.

Yu Ningchen moved very fast. During the live stream, he would not display his abilities. Although the system would hide them for him when he used skills, if the hiding happened too many times, the viewers were not fools and would naturally realize something was wrong.

So when Yu Ningchen jogged forward, he deliberately controlled his speed, making his running speed deliberately slightly faster than an ordinary person's, which could also shorten the time to reach the destination as much as possible.

When Yu Ningchen finally arrived at the entrance of the Fantasy Forest, he actually found quite a few people standing around there.

Yu Ningchen glanced over roughly; there were probably more than thirty people in this area. He felt somewhat surprised in his heart because both the viewers and the pilot had told him this was a tourist forbidden zone, and coming here meant going to one's death.

But he did not expect so many people to go to their deaths.

Thinking of this, Yu Ningchen subconsciously glanced at the live comments, and sure enough, someone spoke at this moment.

"Looks like the streamer isn't the only one going to his death; everyone will have companions on the road to the Yellow Springs."

When Yu Ningchen saw this comment, he frowned. His gaze stopped on that person's nickname, and he found that person's nickname was "Travel Check-in Streamers Are All **".

Yu Ningchen did not remember offending such a person. Although there were many viewers in his live room, not many were full of hostility. It seemed he had created a black fan.

Yu Ningchen looked at that comment with some amusement and retorted immediately: "I cannot die, and not only can I not die, but I can also watch you go to the Yellow Springs all by yourself."

Yu Ningchen did not name or explicitly say who it was, but his attitude and his wording all stabbed at the black fan's heart. That black fan also liked to provoke trouble; he had stayed in Yu Ningchen's live room for so long, even longer than some fans, with only one purpose: to make Yu Ningchen unhappy.

But that black fan's behavior could not affect Yu Ningchen. Yu Ningchen listened to the black fan's comments about himself with boredom, neither angry nor annoyed; whatever mood he was in before, it remained the same now.

At this moment, Yu Ningchen's direct retort made the fans in the live room happy. The fans had reasoned with the black fan before, but it was useless every time. Later, they even got used to that black fan lurking in the live room day and night.

After Yu Ningchen retorted, he shifted his gaze away from the live comments. He looked around and saw that those many people were standing in small groups separately; some even held maps in their hands, looking like they had come for tourism.

He felt somewhat curious, not expecting anyone else to come here for "tourism" like him, so he walked over and asked proactively: "Hello, I'd like to ask, what are you doing here?"

Yu Ningchen asked one person within a group of five. That person was a middle-aged uncle with the steadiest complexion. When he heard Yu Ningchen ask him this, he thought for a moment and still replied: "We are here to investigate the reason for those people's disappearances."

Yu Ningchen's eyes inevitably showed some surprise: "Are you police? I heard this place is very dangerous."

That uncle nodded, then shook his head. Looking at Yu Ningchen, he ultimately did not explain to him but asked in return: "What are you doing here?"

"Me?" Yu Ningchen smiled. "Here for tourism, and to have some fun along the way."

The uncle's face changed instantly. His gaze, fixed on Yu Ningchen, carried a hint of scrutiny: "... You came here for tourism? I really can't understand you young people these days."

Yu Ningchen reined in his smile and glanced beside the uncle. The four people standing beside the uncle were also middle-aged. Compared to him, these people's purposes were probably even more unusual.

But Yu Ningchen had never intended to walk with them. His purpose was simply to come here for a check-in and sightseeing; he did not want to get involved in anything happening inside the Fantasy Forest. So he politely nodded to the uncle: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand; I'll play for two days and then leave."

"Play?" That middle-aged man frowned again. His gaze carried a fraction of scrutiny. When his eyes fell on Yu Ningchen, Yu Ningchen suddenly felt some discomfort.

So Yu Ningchen said seriously: "Yes, play."

The people beside him all seemed to think his behavior was unreasonable. They widened their eyes one after another, looking at Yu Ningchen in disbelief. But Yu Ningchen still did his own thing. He seemed completely unaware of what lay ahead, just like the rash young people who had broken in before, full of energy but without a brain.

That uncle looked at Yu Ningchen, wanting to say something but holding back. In the end, looking at Yu Ningchen's face, he just let out a light sigh.

There were too many young people like Yu Ningchen; he couldn't even count them. During his police career, he had also seen many spirited young people who refused to listen to advice. Looking at Yu Ningchen's facial features, he felt this person might not be able to listen to his words.

So he simply stopped trying to persuade him.

Yu Ningchen saw the uncle's hesitation. A faint smile lingered on the corner of his mouth. His gaze, seemingly present yet absent, fell on the uncle, then looked at his companions beside him. The viewers in the live room seemed very interested in the uncle opposite Yu Ningchen and discussed it in the live room one after another.

"Why do I feel like this uncle in front of the streamer looks familiar? It feels like I've seen him somewhere."

"Come to think of it, I have that feeling too. The streamer just won't listen to advice; that uncle has advised him so much." "If you ask me, those strangers shouldn't meddle. Let the streamer do whatever he wants; be careful he doesn't publicly retort again."

The black fan wanted to stir up trouble again, but Yu Ningchen had no opportunity to deal with them at this moment.

Yu Ningchen's mood was even somewhat pleasant at this time because he knew he was not the only one in the Fantasy Forest. Among this group, only the uncle's team came from Huaguo; at least they were compatriots. Yu Ningchen felt a bit of hidden expectation in his heart.

Although he was not curious about everything happening inside the Fantasy Forest, after learning that so many people were going to the Fantasy Forest with him, Yu Ningchen suddenly, unconsciously, felt some expectation for everything that would happen after entering the forest. The uncle looked at Yu Ningchen's slowly advancing back, paused in silence, turned his head, and asked his companions with his eyes.

His companions had no objection to his proposal, so the uncle hurriedly caught up with Yu Ningchen and said:

"I see that forest isn't very safe either. Why don't you come with us?"

This uncle's invitation came so unexpectedly that Yu Ningchen stood there, truly somewhat stunned. He smiled: "Won't your companions object? After all, among you, I might count as a... burden?"

When Yu Ningchen said this, his tone was somewhat uncertain, but from the moment he saw this group, he knew these people were definitely not ordinary. In front of those people, he was probably just a young man with no strength to tie a chicken but who liked to run around seeking death and thrills. Since he was going to the Fantasy Forest for a check-in, what was wrong with seeking a thrill? Thus came Yu Ningchen's words. The uncle's face was kind, and he seemed not to mind his arrival at all: "I asked them; they have no objections. It's just that the Fantasy Forest is different from ordinary tourist spots. If you follow us and encounter anything, at least you'll have someone to look out for you." Hearing this, a trace of genuine gratitude unconsciously appeared in the depths of Yu Ningchen's eyes. He did not need the protection of a few people, but judging by their attitude, these people should also be kind-hearted. Meeting such kind assistance, one naturally could not refuse. So he nodded, walked into the middle of those few people, and planned to enter the Fantasy Forest with them. The live room recorded all his words and actions and played them for the hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live room.

"The streamer must be pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger; everyone knows how strong the streamer is." "Isn't this consuming other people's kindness? Knowing full well he has the ability to handle the Fantasy Forest, yet he still forces his way into their team." "Don't you think this is interesting? Maybe the streamer's ability will save them in the end."

"This isn't about saving or not; the streamer is deceiving. Have you heard the story of the Boy Who Cried Wolf?" "Good. I thought the streamer would feel bored breaking into the Fantasy Forest alone; I didn't expect such a fun thing." The discussion in the live room about Yu Ningchen and that uncle was very intense, but the comment that first said where he had seen that uncle disappeared. That viewer probably thought he was a bit ridiculous; there were so many people who looked alike in the world, and he might not have seen them all, so he just smiled and did not comment again.

Yu Ningchen followed the uncle and the others slowly forward. He found that these people, like him, had made some preparations before coming.

Yu Ningchen had some information about the Fantasy Forest provided by the system in his brain, but those people needed to find it themselves. Looking at the materials in their hands, Yu Ningchen understood that these people were definitely serious.

Because in their hands, they not only held maps but also compasses and other things. Besides that, they even had hiking shoes prepared.

In comparison, Yu Ningchen's preparations seemed a bit childish.

Besides the data the system fed into his brain, he was lightly equipped from head to toe. Forget compasses and maps; he didn't even bring an extra piece of clothing.

But he did bring several bottles of water.

The team from Huaguo should have been the earliest to set off. While following the uncle and the others forward, Yu Ningchen looked around to the sides. Seeing the teams composed of foreigners still dawdling in place, he couldn't help but pout.

564. Life and Death on a Thread (19)

Compared to those foreign teams, the uncle's side progressed much faster. Yu Ningchen followed them and walked quickly. Originally, he planned to walk slowly to the Fantasy Forest, but in the end, the time to reach the Fantasy Forest was compressed to half. Yu Ningchen looked at his watch, still somewhat shocked. After confirming that the lush forest ahead was the destination he was about to reach, he spoke to the system in his mind.

"Already arrived at the destination. The check-in time is estimated to be three days." The system did not reply to him; it probably heard but did not want to answer. When Yu Ningchen followed the few people into the forest, a scent unique to trees rushed to his face. Yu Ningchen was a person very sensitive to smells. After smelling this scent, he turned his head and looked back. He found he had already walked to the forest's boundary; one more step forward would mean he was completely inside the forest. This forest looked no different from ordinary forests from the outside; at least now, he couldn't see why this forest would inexplicably cause so many people to disappear.

602. Entering the Forest

After completely entering the forest, Yu Ningchen also did not discover anything in the forest. This place was just like any forest he had visited before; not only did nothing abnormal happen, but he didn't even see a few human figures around.

Except for the five people walking with Yu Ningchen.

The middle-aged companions of that uncle were also of unknown identity, but Ning Chen sensed no malice from them, so he decided to follow them onward; having company was better than spending three days alone in the forest.

At this moment, the uncle's steps halted; he looked at the map in his hand, and confusion appeared on his face.

The uncle traced a circle on a spot on the map with his finger and said, "Yue Feiqun 857:6:6344! 2.: Free access to Dimensional Chicken Hedgehog Pineapple; join group brief via Q; free 50% off purchasing agent."

"Daily updates, hundreds of books, free book search, irregular new releases: 'Are we here now?'"

Ning Chen stood at the far side, motionless, while the uncle's companions all crowded forward, several people surrounding the map and comparing it repeatedly.

Finally, someone gave the answer: "That's right, it should be here."

"But," the uncle said, "we just entered the path and moved forward, yet the direction my finger points to should be about three hundred meters ahead, while the location marked on this map is actually five hundred meters from the entrance."

Hearing this, Ning Chen frowned subtly, but he still made no move.

The uncle's companions took turns taking the map and studying it in their hands.

As the uncle said, the spot where they were standing was exactly five hundred meters from the entrance.

And they had only walked for less than a few minutes from the entrance; such a short time was simply not enough for them to cover five hundred meters.

Hearing this, Ning Chen turned his head to look back again.

The trees in this forest grew very lush; those trees layered and overlapped, blocking Ning Chen's view so he could not see the entrance at all, even though they had only walked three hundred meters.

Ning Chen calculated in his mind, thought it over, and finally walked over to the uncle, asking gently, "May I borrow the map to take a look?"

The uncle had a fairly good impression of this young man; although he knew the other was just a rash fool, he still took the map from a companion's hand and handed it to Ning Chen.

Ning Chen took the map and glanced at it; the first thing he saw was the spot the uncle had just marked.

The anomaly the uncle mentioned did exist, but Ning Chen stared at that map for a long time and did not take it to heart.

He handed the map back to the uncle and said, "We can attribute this slight anomaly to a discrepancy in the map's drawing; it actually affects nothing."

Hearing this, the uncle was somewhat unconvinced; he looked down at the map: "This map was drawn strictly to scale; how could it be wrong just because someone says so?"

Ning Chen felt somewhat helpless: "Then how should we explain this? Besides treating it as a discrepancy in the map's drawing, could we possibly think it is the work of ghosts and gods?"

Moreover, the discrepancy was only two hundred meters, which actually affected nothing; Ning Chen knew they had come to investigate the reason for those people's disappearances and felt they were being overly suspicious.

The uncle finally just looked deeply at Ning Chen, shook his head, and sighed.

Ning Chen pretended not to see it; after all, he was only keeping company with these people.

Seeing that Ning Chen did not take this seriously, the uncle said nothing, but the uncle's companions were somewhat displeased.

They were all middle-aged; although they did not think highly of themselves, they believed what they knew was certainly more than Ning Chen's, and hearing him so bluntly dismiss their thoughts made them all somewhat unhappy in their hearts.

So someone spoke up: "Kid, don't take this lightly; when an accident happens, you will know what use this map truly has."

Ning Chen said calmly: "A map, of course, is for showing the way."

That person was choked up; when he spoke again, his voice clearly carried some displeasure: "You are young, here to play, with a carefree heart. But we are different; we are here to investigate the disappearances in this area, and we hope unrelated people will step aside."