The time changed from night to afternoon, but the sky was overcast and gray.

Except for the single-family villa not far away, there are no other buildings around the open space.

There is a layer of fence around the villa to protect it. It is very richly repaired and not dilapidated at all. It looks like it is always maintained.

After calming down, Fan Ren observed his surroundings. He felt that the reason why he was here must be related to the customer he had contacted during the day.

Are you being haunted by a ghost?

And, that's not the worst.

Because he was still hungry at this time.

You can't wait until after you finish eating to ask for his life. At least, you can be a satiated ghost this way...

Facing the unknown, Fan Ren, who was different from ordinary people and had seen too many weird things, simply broke the jar and complained endlessly in his heart. The instant noodles in his hand made a crackling sound.

"Hey, my friend."

A group of people came from Fan Ren's three o'clock direction.

The leader was a man with a tough face and sharp eyes. He kept looking up and down at Fan Ren, and it was he who spoke.

"Probably a newcomer." The gentle man wearing glasses looked at the back of Fan Ren's right hand, and then pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Feeling the gaze on him, Fan Ren showed no emotion and instead scanned the group of people who suddenly appeared.

In addition to the two people talking, there is also a pair of twin sisters, who look like college students, young and beautiful.

An uncle who looks decadent and has a depressed look on his face.

A fat man with relatively good facial features, but a wretched temperament between his eyebrows and eyes.

Including him, there were seven people in total.

"You are of good quality. You came here for no apparent reason. You didn't panic at all, and you even acted very calmly. Do you have anything to ask? I can answer you within the scope of my knowledge." The tough man looked at Fan Ren appreciatively.

If you could see messy things from childhood to adulthood, you would be so calm, Fan Ren said silently in his heart.

"I......"

Fan Ren stopped in time to stop talking about who I am, where I came from, and where I am going, and then cleared his throat:

"Where is this? Why do I appear here?"

"Look at the back of your right hand." The tough man raised his right hand, with a blue eye on it open.

"This is called the Eye of the Brand. It brought you here. In other words, it is a curse, a curse from the unknown. The cursed person will have this mark on the back of his right hand. When this eye is fully opened,

You will be taken to a cursed place. The so-called cursed place may be a reflection of any place at a certain moment in reality. You can understand it as a parallel world."

Fan Ren squinted and looked at the back of his right hand. He didn't know when the purple eyes appeared. He thought of the exact same tattoo on the back of his guest's right hand during the day.

"Then why am I cursed?"

"When a cursed person dies nearby, the Eye of the Brand will automatically transfer to the person who is closest and can see it. You may have seen your relatives and friends die recently. I'm sorry."

"..."

Hell, this thing is also contagious, right? Fan Ren squeezed the instant noodles much harder.

"Wait a minute, where did those cursed ones come from in the beginning?"

Regarding this question, the tough man spread his hands helplessly: "I don't know either. This is just like the question of which came first, the chicken or the egg. According to the known information, this is unsolvable."

Fan Ren nodded: "Then what are we going to do when we are taken to the cursed land?"

"According to the clues or requirements given by the app on your phone, complete the mission in the cursed land and survive. After the mission is over, you can return to reality." As he said, the tough man raised the phone in his hand, "You turn on your phone,

Just click on the app with the eye icon to find out.”

Listening to the man's reply, Fan Ren took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned on the screen. The signal was as expected, not a single bar. On the desktop, an icon exactly like the eye tattoo on the back of his hand came into view. The icon had no color, just

Simply outlined in black.

"Can I uninstall it? Or can I throw away my phone?" Fan Ren continued to ask without rushing to open the app.

The tough man shook his head: "No, you can't lose your phone. If you lose your phone, it will come back by itself. And if you are not the person, you cannot open and see app content that does not belong to you."

It sounded quite difficult. Fan Ren stood there and pondered for a moment, then raised his right hand:

"According to your wishes, we can only continue to perform tasks. Is there a way to get rid of this brand eye?"

"Yes, I can only keep walking on the edge of life and death. As for the way to escape, unfortunately, I don't know."

After hearing the tough man's answer, Fan Ren glanced at the others, some of whom had very ugly expressions.

"Understood. So the last question is, why are the eyes on the back of our hands different colors?"

Fan Ren looked at the man with a calm expression, waiting for the answer.

"You are very sharp." The tough man laughed, looking at Fan Ren with more admiration. "The color of the eyes on the back of the hand represents the qualifications of the cursed person, that is, the number of tasks he has experienced."

"It's similar to class, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, right?" Fan Ren interrupted.

The man was stunned for a moment, then looked at the gentle man wearing glasses: "Yes, purple ones are mostly newcomers, you should have guessed it by now."

Fan Ren did not answer, but continued to ask, completely forgetting the last question he just said:

"Are there any other colors above red? Since it is a class, the higher the class, the more benefits it will have, right?"

"I don't want to answer your first question. As for the second question, I can tell you that it is true. The higher the level, the longer the time interval between tasks.

But there are always pros and cons. The higher the level, the more bizarre and terrifying the tasks you encounter will become, the clues will become extremely simple and unclear, and the mortality rate will also rise linearly. I won’t say more about the rest.

After all, information is also very important."

The tough man shrugged and dropped the topic.

Fan Ren didn't complain at all. The man had said enough. He probably wanted to prevent the newcomer from not knowing the rules and acting haphazardly and causing trouble, which would in turn implicate him.

Of course, such a detailed answer also showed another thing. The man took a fancy to his calmness, and this was a disguised investment to win him over. In other words, maybe he could form a team to do tasks in the cursed land.

"Oh, by the way, newcomer, the brand eye on the back of your hand can be hidden, be careful." The tough man pointed at his temple with his finger.

Seeing this action, Fan Ren understood, stared into the purple eyes, and kept silently thinking about disappearing in his heart.

The strange eye tattoo responded to his thoughts, and then gradually disappeared on the back of his hand.

"Okay, everyone should be here, and we should also take a look at today's mission prompts." The man in glasses said quietly.

Clicking on the app with the eye icon, Fan Ren looked at the phone screen.

The interface of the app is simple, with only three options: personal situation, task content, and the mall. Among these three options, only the mall is gray.

Click on the task content, and a string of descriptions will appear in front of you:

"When entering the villa life, participants will get an identity, divided into civilians and werewolves. Civilians can vote once per day to identify werewolves. The participant with the most votes, regardless of identity, will die immediately. Civilian winning conditions: death of werewolves

.Werewolf victory conditions: kill civilians, when the number of civilians is less than or equal to two. Your identity: civilian."

After quickly browsing the information, Fan Ren looked up at the others, staring at their expressions, trying to find something.

Unexpectedly, no one showed much abnormality in their expressions.

The tough man waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go to the mission location first."

After saying that, he walked towards the single-family villa without looking back.

Except for the man with glasses and the decadent uncle who followed directly, everyone else hesitated for a few seconds before moving to follow.
Chapter completed!