Chapter 809

The first day in the sandbox world, spent exploring temples and cities in a hurry.

The simulated giant sun on the horizon was gradually approaching the horizon. The brilliant rays cast the silhouette of the desert city-state Nim Sandra on the ground. Gawain came to a high platform near the temple, overlooking the deserted city from above. , The long-abandoned city seems to be lost in thought.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, Gawain turned his head and saw that Selena had come to his side.

"Tonight we will rest in an empty house near the temple," Selena said. "Do you think it's okay?"

"Nothing is impossible," Gawain said casually, "You understand the environment here, you can arrange it yourself."

Selena opened her mouth, seemingly hesitant. After a few seconds, she said, "Have you figured out how to deal with the upper-level narrator? For example...how to draw him out."

It's not just her question, it's something Yuri and Magnum wanted to ask but were afraid to ask.

So far, the upper-level narrator is still an intangible and intangible thing in their eyes. He exists, and its power and influence can be seen everywhere in Sandbox No. 1. However, He has no entity exposed to everyone's eyes at all. Celine Na can't think of how to fight against such an enemy, and the extraterritorial rogue...

She, Yuri and Magnum observed the whole day, and did not see any active means by the extraterritorial rogues to search for or fight against the upper-level narrators. Gawain, like them, spent the whole day doing some investigation and collection Intelligence work, which made them a little confused—

Can these things they are doing really be used to fight against that invisible "god"?

In the gradually sinking giant light, Gawain glanced at Selena and smiled: "I know what you are worried about.

"Frankly, having a faceless god hiding in such a vast sandbox world is a tricky situation for me, with no way to start, no way to start.

"So I'm waiting for the 'upper storyteller' to show up."

"Wait for him to show up?" Selena opened her eyes slightly, "Do you think the upper-level narrator will take the initiative?"

"Yes, this is the opportunity that he has been waiting for for a long time," Gawain said with certainty, "We are the last springboard for him to escape from the predicament, and our exploration of the No. 1 sandbox is also the best opportunity he can seize, even if we do not Considering these, the intrusion of our 'uninvited guests' must have caught his attention. According to the experience of the last group of expeditions, the god did not welcome outsiders very much. He will at least make some kind of response - as long as it does When we respond, we have the opportunity to seize the real power and find its clues."

"Attack..." Selena whispered, looking at the giant sun that had sunk to the horizon, "It's getting dark."

"Yeah, it's getting dark, the previous expedition team encountered mental backlash after dark," Gawain nodded, "In the sandbox world, 'night' is a very special concept. It seems that as long as night falls, There will be many changes in this world, we have explored Nim Sandra by day, and then maybe we can look forward to what it will look like at night."

As Gawain said that, he walked to the edge of the high platform and was about to return to the temporary station, but Selena's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Have you not considered the authenticity of the words at the entrance of the temple and on the pulpit? ?"

"God is dead?" Gawain stopped at the edge of the high platform and shook his head slightly, "I don't believe it."

Night has finally come.

The moonless night sky shrouded the desert city-state of Nim Sandra, and strange stars twinkled in the sky. In an abandoned house near the temple, Selena summoned her lantern for the house that I don't know who it once belonged to. Brings bright and warm lights.

The house has been cleaned up, Yuri waved his hand at the long table in the center of the main house, and created a sumptuous feast out of thin air - all kinds of barbecued meat were brushed with even sauce,

With attractive colors, desserts and vegetables are dotted around the main course, with bright colors and delicious appearance, and translucent wine glasses, candlesticks and other things are placed on the table, embellishing the feast.

"Enjoying food and exploring the city-state are not in conflict." Yuri took a seat at the long table with a polite smile, looking extremely graceful, "Although they are all created dream products, this place itself is a dream world, Enjoy."

"It's so boring, we don't need to eat or drink here," Magnum sneered casually, "Should you say that you are indeed from a noble family, to create some illusions in this ghost place to deceive yourself, you will put the Su of Typhon in 702. Tim's wine and silver candlesticks—"

As he spoke, the short red-haired, short stature Archbishop of the Eternal Sleeper sat at the long table and cut a piece of barbecue for himself: "...It's quite fragrant."

Selena looked at the two people at the long table, and couldn't help but frown slightly and reminded: "Let's be more vigilant-it is the night of the sandbox world, and this world is not very safe after dark."

"Of course, so I'm just waiting for the damned upper narrator to come to the door," Magnum's loud voice came from the long table, "only to create vague dreams and illusions, still in the temple. Leaving the words 'God is dead' to scare people, I'm curious about what He will do next - can't you just knock on the door?"

As soon as Magnum's loud voice fell, the residence that served as a temporary base suddenly became quiet.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

A rhythmic knock on the door reached everyone's ears.

In this deserted world, in this deserted city-state, under this silent night—

There was a knock on the door.

Magnum had half a piece of roast meat stuck in his mouth, and after two seconds he stared at him and swallowed hard: "...Damn...I'm just talking..."

At the same time, the gentle knock on the door was still ringing, as if the person knocking outside had excellent patience.

Yuri and Selena's eyes fell on Magnum at the same time, the red-haired archbishop stared, and finally waved his hand vigorously: "Okay, I'll go..."

Gawain stood up earlier: "I'll go."

As he spoke, he came to the door made of unknown wood, and at the same time separated a ray of spirit and sensed the things outside the door.

There is someone's breath outside the door, but it seems to be only human.

Gawain put his hand on the door handle, and at the same time, the steady knocking on the door stopped, as if the visitors outside expected someone to open the door, and began to wait patiently.

As the door pivot turned, a creaking sound broke the silence under the night, Gawain pushed open the door, and he saw an old man in a worn gray and white robe standing outside the door.

The other party is tall, with white hair and beard, and the wrinkles on his face show the traces left by the ruthless years. He is wearing a robe that has been passed for many years. Some pattern decorations could still be seen vaguely. The old man was holding a simple paper lantern. The light of the lantern illuminated a small area around him. In the hazy light created by the simple lantern, Gawain saw Another figure appeared behind the old man.

It was a young girl in a shabby white dress with long white hair that almost fell to her ankles. She stood barefoot behind the old man and looked down at her toes. Therefore, Gawain could not see her face clearly, and could only roughly judge her face. He is young, with a thin body and a handsome appearance.

An old man, a young girl, visiting late at night with a worn-out paper lantern, doesn't look threatening.

But in this sandbox, in this empty world, their existence is a kind of weirdness in itself! !

Gawain did not relax his vigilance because of the apparent harmlessness of the visitors. He had already assumed that the other party was some kind of temptation from the "upper narrator". It's late, what's the matter?"

"There have been no lights in this city for a long time," the old man said, with a gentle expression on his face and a very kind tone. "We were very surprised when we saw the lights in the distance, so we came over to check the situation."

So natural, such a normal way of speaking.

However, the more normal he behaved, the more strange Gawain felt.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, and Selena came to Gawain's side.

She glanced at the old man and girl at the door, nodded slightly, and said in a very natural tone, "Is it a guest?"

"I'm sorry to disturb you at night," the old man said. "Can we go in and rest? It's not easy to see the lights in this city again."

It is undoubtedly a very risky act to receive visitors on this night when they should never be seen.

However, Gawain looked at the two at the door up and down for a while, then suddenly smiled, and said generously, "Of course—the desert area is very cold at night, come in and warm up."

Selena looked at this scene with a slightly strange expression, and some strange associations rose in her heart inexplicably:

The upper-level narrator knocks on the door of the explorer, and the outsider pushes out, welcoming the former inside as a guest—and then things get interesting.

Of course, she didn't have any evidence to prove that the ordinary looking old man and girl in front of her were the incarnation of the upper-level narrator, but since they appeared in such a strange situation... Even if they were not "incarnations", they obviously wouldn't is a normal person.

Abandoned dwellings with warm lights illuminating the rooms, long tables filled with mouthwatering delicacies, the fragrance of wine wafting in the air, while guests coming from the cold night are led to the table .

Yuri and Magnum looked at the stranger in front of them with curiosity and alertness. The old man smiled back gently, and the white-haired girl in a white dress just sat quietly by the side, staring down at her. His toes seemed to be deaf to what was happening around him, and he seemed to be afraid to exchange glances with strangers around him.

"My name is Duwart," the old man in tattered robes didn't show anything unusual, he just sat politely at the long table and said with a smile, "is a priest who is still walking in the world. , huh...probably the last one."

priest……

Gawain caught the word, but didn't show it.

The old man who claimed to be Duvalt then pointed to the girl next to him and continued, "Her name is Naritel."

He only introduced the girl's name, and then he didn't say anything. He didn't introduce the other party's identity and the relationship between the two as Gawain thought.

Yuri, who was on the side, took the initiative to speak: "Naritel... nice name, is that your granddaughter?"

"No, it just happened to be a companion," the old man shook his head. "In today's world, it's not easy to find a companion."

The girl called Naritel carefully looked up at the surroundings, raised her finger to herself, and said in a low voice, "Naritel."

This seems to be self-introduction.

Magnum pouted, but said nothing.

"We are a group of explorers who are curious about this city," Gawain saw the two "people" who came out of the dark night introducing themselves so normally, not knowing what exactly they had Even if he planned, he didn't take the initiative to attack, but also introduced himself with a smile, "You can call me Gawain, Gawain Cecil. This is Selena Geerfen, the one next to me. It's Mr. Yuri Charvin, and this one, Mr. Magnum Kerabor."

"It feels good to see the traveler here again," Duwart said softly, his eyes swept over the sumptuous food on the long table next to him, "Ah... what a sumptuous dinner."

"You can eat together," Yuri said politely. "Sharing food is a virtue."

"The food is really good," Magnum followed, sniffing hard. "Alas... it's a pity, it would have been better without the stench that pervades all over the place."

The entire Nim Drow and the surrounding areas that have been proven are filled with a strange rancid smell, and this lingering aura has obviously affected the Archbishop's mood.

The old man Duvalt heard Magnum's complaint and showed a gentle smile: "The smell of rancid... is also normal."

Gawain immediately frowned and asked subconsciously, "Why is it normal?"

"The god is dead," the old man whispered, placing his hands on his chest, palms horizontally, palms down, his tone getting deeper and deeper, "Now... He is finally beginning to rot."

(Mommy!!!)