Chapter 856: Catacombs 7

Chapter 856 Catacombs Survival 7

The flashlight was on, and the faint light made the entire cavern visible enough.

Fu Anan looked at the wall carefully, and she found that the B-grade platinum crystal wall was very strong, and these terrifying sounds basically came from the C-grade platinum crystal wall.

She cautiously approached one of the C-level walls, and the C-level platinum walls were not just about sound.

Although it wasn't broken, it was deformed by those "things" outside.

Platinum crystal walls are like rubber membranes, protruding inside to print their handprints. The sharp and slender fingers even poked a four centimeter bump out of the platinum crystal wall, and Fu An'an could clearly see the shape of its fingernails.

Slender, sharp jagged, lasted for hours, nearly piercing the platinum crystal several times.

Until a very long and sharp sound, it finally stopped.

When it was daytime in the crypt, Fu An'an stood up to check.

The B-grade platinum crystal was intact, but when she put it away, it turned into an egg again.

The entire wall of the C-grade platinum crystal was shattered like a spider web. When she wanted to put it away, the moment her finger touched it, it turned into powder and scattered.

The three C-grade platinum crystals just disappeared.

Thinking of what is said in the manual, platinum crystals of the same level can resist the ghosts of the cavern of the same level, and will be scrapped after use. So those that appeared in the first 10 days should all be C-level Vault Walkers.

According to the nature of the game, the level of ghosts in the cave will be higher and higher.

Fu Anan put away the rest of the things, picked up the shovel and continued digging. Platinum crystals and food are all things she lacks.

Game Day 10

Hole 1: 1 B-grade platinum crystal

The only regret is that I haven’t even seen a grade A platinum crystal in so many days, karma

Game Day 14

Fu Anan looked at the six sides of the crypt, and found that the surrounding and lower parts had been used, leaving the top of the head undigged.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I'm not tall enough.

She took another look at the crypt above her head, then took the shovel and started digging the side ones.

This thing is like opening a blind box. Although there are only a few materials, there is also a kind of scratching pleasure.

Poke away the layer of soil blocking it, and the holes in the two crypts reappeared. Just when she was about to go in, she suddenly felt something strange behind her.

She just turned around when two shovels were on her neck.

"Hand over the backpack."

This was the first person Fu Anan saw in fourteen days, and it appeared out of thin air without warning.

"How did you show up?"

"How did Lao Tzu appear? Naturally, he appeared by digging a hole."

Two players reached out and snatched the backpack from Fu Anan's shoulder, opened it and looked inside: half a bottle of mineral water, half a piece of bread, and a flashlight.

"Is that all?"

The two players couldn't believe it, and they didn't know how she survived until now alone.

But a little material is still material, the two snatched the things, and then looked at Fu An'an.