5 You Gotta Be Kidding Me (2/2)

The kids rushed to the other end of the bridge as if they were scared of him, before they grimaced at him gloatingly.

Donkey carts crossed the bridge now and then. Roland intended to hitchhike at first, but he soon gave up the idea. After all, the things, mostly feces and other strange items, on those carts were too disgusting.

Across the bridge, Roland left the town and embarked on a village road. He could tell that the road was bumpy and ragged even though he was wearing shoes. Logically, since he was used to tarmac roads in cities, he should be exhausted after walking on such a shabby road for a while.

Yet, oddly enough, he did not feel tired after walking for almost an hour.

Perhaps it's because I'm a character in the game. Roland thought of the possibility.

As Red Mountain Town was left far behind, it was quieter and quieter. Next to the road was a forest. Roland occasionally saw donkey carts when he left the town, but now all he could hear was the blowing leaves in the powerful wind. The strange chirps of unknown birds added to the emptiness of the forest.

After Roland crossed a hill, the trees beside the road turned into maples. Nothing could be heard here except for the wind, not even bugs. Roland remembered that this was the habitat of giant spiders.

How giant were those spiders? Roland was rather curious, but he gave up the idea of visiting them. His plan was to go to a city and look for other players. Also, transportation was more convenient in the city, and it should be easier to search for intelligence or jobs. He could stay in the city until he earned enough money to go to other cities after he reached out to his friends.

It was already noon at this point. The sunlight was rather scorching. Roland sat down in the shade of a tree and decided to rest for a moment.

Hardly had he sat down when he heard the vague, distant cries of little kids.

Nobody was on the road, and the place was awfully quiet. Roland looked around and saw nothing but trees and colorful weeds.

He chuckled and thought he was hallucinating now that he was in an empty, quiet environment by himself. It must be how ghost stories originated.

Leaning against the tree, Roland fanned himself with his hand and listened to the howling wind, enjoying the peacefulness. However, he jumped up the next second and charged into the woods.

It was because he heard another scream, which was still vague but sounded familiar. Then, he remembered that it was the voice of one of the three kids who made fun of him an hour ago; specifically, the girl, because her voice was very distinct.

The three kids had been ahead of him.

Giant spiders, little kids… Was it possible?

The screams became clear soon after he rushed into the woods. It was not until he entered the woods that he noticed how dim it was below the trees. Rotten leaves were emitting stench everywhere. There were also white nets at the roots of many trees.

At this moment, the kids were crying up ahead, nearby.

Roland rushed. Unsteadily, he passed a dozen weird maples that were at least two meters in diameter, only to see the most chilling scene.

The three kids were on the branch of a tall tree, and a huge spider was knocking the tree below them. After each collision, the tree would shake for a while, and the kids on top would shrill in fear.

How big was this spider? It was at least 1.5 meters tall. Considering the length of its appendages, it was more than two meters wide.

Shoot… Roland was an ordinary person in reality after all. His legs were trembling beyond his control when he saw such an unbelievable monster unexpectedly.