The fog in the town of Bayi is very dense, very white, and the whiteness seems to make people reach their fingers, and there is only pale white in front of them.

The soldiers of Unit 007, tied with a rope around their waists, advanced along the highway little by little.

Explore the secrets in the fog.

Soon the information was passed back to Shen Cong.

"Hu Ying, we found the route of the 12th Army, but it seems to have deviated from the highway and headed north. People enter the fog and the direction is easy to deviate. People who led the way in front of us almost came out of the highway several times. , Going north for a while, going south for a while, and even going back once. "

"In the thick fog, it seems that the magnetic field is seriously distorted, and our compass is not working ... And, Hu Ying, have you noticed that the fog around us is getting denser ... Zizi ... Huying ... Zizi ... ... "

At this moment, Shen Cong suddenly found that the communication signal that was only twenty meters away from him was disconnected.

All of the radars on the vehicle had communication failures, and there was no signal feedback indication on the scan.

On CCTV, it's white outside.

The four-legged dragon next to it also made an anxious sound, and its connection with Shen Cong's perception began to be intermittent, as if the four-legged dragon had left far away.

"This!" Shen Cong's heart rose sharply.

Immediately before the sensory connection was interrupted, he instructed the four-legged dragon: "Little Four, be quiet, be quiet, don't move around, I'm here for you!"

"Come ... Come ... Fear ..." the four-legged dragon called out, its courage was small.

Shen Cong quickly pulled the rope, tied it to himself, took out a simple hourglass and placed it on the aisle, and ordered the blackhead with the car: "Blackhead, if the sand of this hourglass flows here, understand? Just understand , All flow here, you start pulling the rope back, you know? "

Blackhead nodded: "Know ... pull ... sand ... here ..."

"Yes." Shen Cong rubbed his black-headed head, then opened the sunroof, jumped out according to the position of the four-legged dragon in his memory, and as soon as he rushed into the fog, he felt the sky was still bright, but all in front of him It was white mist, and the outstretched hands could not see clearly.

After landing, Shen Cong carefully fumbled forward.

There seemed to be roars from many people in his ears, but he couldn't hear them clearly, and it seemed that they could tell that there was a roar of Dong Xuri, shouting "pulling the rope" and "pulling fast". Shen Cong did not manage Unit 007 for the time being, he had to find the four-legged dragon first.

The four-legged dragon should be no more than ten meters away from Donkey Kong, but Shen Cong measured his steps and found that he had not touched the four-legged dragon after walking fifteen meters.

At this time, the sensory connection was already very weak, and Shen Cong could only vaguely sense the anxious mood of the four-legged dragon.

Even the perception of its instructions could not pass.

"It feels far away? No, before the fog was thick, Xiaosi didn't move. I just ordered it to stay still, it won't move ..." Thinking of this, Shen Cong suddenly woke up, then crouched down. He found that he was still on the highway, "Yes, it's not that Primary 4 has moved, but I haven't gone in the direction of Primary 4 at all!"

The heavy fog affected his judgment of direction, making Shen Cong think he was moving forward, but in fact he might be moving in another direction.

"Primary four, can you hear me!" Shen Cong roared, and with his emotions, riveted his feet to perceive the connection, "Don't move, I'm here!"

"Woohoo!" The roar of the four-footed dragon responded.

Shen Cong found that the roar seemed to come from the left, but it seemed to come from the right, even behind. The source of the sound is uncertain.

Shocking his head fiercely, Cong Shen said: "This is an illusion. The fog has disturbed my perception! It is most likely that the external magnetic field and my biological magnetic field have been distorted, even the active radiation has been distorted ... Eliminate this interference. "

"How do you rule it out?"

Shen Cong followed the rope, returned to the Donkey Kong car, leaned on the outer bumper, and his heart moved quickly.

To eliminate interference, the easiest way is to drive away, as long as you leave the fog-covered area, you can naturally return to normal. But this is not very realistic, because Donkey Kong ’s camera and radar cannot see the road clearly, and there is a vast area outside and no driving conditions.

"The sound also caused errors due to the missing sense of direction. Even if I honked the horns, the Primary Four and the 007 units, I could not tell which direction I was in."

With a frown, Shen Cong felt the problem was difficult.

I didn't expect the fog to come so fast. He originally planned to stay outside and let 007 troops explore the road. As a result, all of the towns in Bayi were covered by thick fog.

"You have to find the fourth as soon as possible, or the fourth will really be lost."

"Why does the fog have this effect?"

"What is the reason?"

"The white fog blocked the sight, the magnetic field distorted the sense of direction, and the sound was blocked. The sensory connection was greatly weakened ... The fog has a stimulating effect on my body and accelerated the speed of metal invasion ... Stimulation? Metal invasion? Twisting magnetic fields? "Shen Cong suddenly noticed something.

A flash of light in the brain flashed: "This fog ... distorts the magnetic field, can it rely on its active radiation frequency?"

Once the inspiration came out, Shen Cong quickly seized it, took a deep breath, and slowly adjusted his active radiation frequency to sense the fog.

The constituent molecules of the fog are too small, so it is difficult to perceive the fog, as if talking to the air.

But Shen Cong has now reached the meat gold stage, and he is definitely the first person in the eastern theater to perceive and control active radiation. When he sank down, he quickly caught the fog, and found that the fog really interfered and distorted the outside world with a very strange radiation frequency ~ lightnovelpub.net.

"The radiation at this frequency ... is very subtle, not because my perception is powerful, I can't find it at all ... It is a wonderful feeling. I can see the outside world like this through this perception!"

"What's happening here?"

Shen Cong felt like he was in a zombie movie now. Dao Chang swept a forehead into his forehead, and suddenly opened his eyes, and he could see the ghostly area of ​​the ghost.

However, this "seeing" is to see with active perception, not to the naked eye.

Mystery is beyond the scope of the five senses and the sixth sense.

It belongs to the seventh sense. This is a new way to use the perception of activity. Shen Cong closed his eyes and "see" the world with the seventh sense.

The world has no color, but everything is clear.

Roads, convoys, messy warriors, forests, Donkey Kongs, and four-legged dragons that are constantly digging.

"Primary four."

Shen Cong used a new sense of activity to send a new sensory connection and quickly communicated the four-legged dragon.

The four-footed dragon suddenly looked up and looked around. It felt the connection of Shen Cong, but couldn't respond to it. Its response was still the kind of previous perceptual contact, which caused Shen Cong to not receive it at all.

The next moment, Shen Cong walked towards the four-legged dragon, and then touched the claw of the four-legged dragon.

The skin is separated by the skin, and the previous perception is connected again.

"Grumbling." Feeling Shen Cong, the four-legged dragon suddenly shouted with excitement, and turned his head to Shen Cong's tongue.

Slam, Shen Cong stood up, jumped to the four-legged faucet, and kicked him fiercely: "The dog can't be changed. How many times have I told you, don't stick out your tongue when you meet!"

The four-footed dragon howled immediately, lying on the ground, pretending to be wronged. (To be continued.) La

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