Chapter 80 Hopeless Sea (11) Knowledge

Chapter 80 Hopeless Sea (11) Knowledge-Knowledge

Among the dense coconut trees, Angela followed closely behind Lu Li and walked towards the altar.

After walking for a while, she asked: "Brother Lu Li, how did you get into the weird game?"

"My family member is seriously ill and needs a lot of money. With my ability, I cannot raise such a large amount without breaking the law..." Lu Li sighed, with a layer of sadness on his face, "When I was desperate, , the invitation appeared.”

"That's it." Angela laughed dryly and did not continue.

Just now, she discovered that the money distribution displayed on the system interface had changed. In the direction of the altar, one point quickly approached another point, then separated after contact, and one of the points stopped moving...

Something went wrong. Angela made a judgment, stopped, stared at Lu Li's back and said: "Boss, you should ensure your own safety. Only by surviving can you make more money. Let's go back and explore the altar. Eager for this moment.”

Lu Li turned his head to look at her, his eyes flashing with confusion: "No, I think the key clue is in front, and I will be able to clear the level soon... I won't go back, if you are afraid, just leave, I won't Going back..."

His words were tossed around and slurred, and his mind was obviously no longer clear.

He was possessed!

‘You didn’t even wait for me to make a move, did something happen to you? He acted so powerful, but he turned out to be a fool...'

Angela cursed, but also realized the danger of the altar. Even a veteran player like Lu Li was tricked without knowing it, let alone a newcomer like her.

Can't go any further, stay away from the altar, must stay away...

Angela tentatively said: "Boss, why don't you put some money on me first? When something happens to you, I will find a way to save you!"

Lu Li didn't seem to hear that. He turned his back and continued walking deeper into the altar step by step.

Angela was a little reluctant, but she didn't dare to chase after him for fear of being overwhelmed by the power of the copy.

"Big brother, be careful. I'll go back and send some people over!"

She said nothing and ran towards the hotel without looking back.

Whether Lu Li lives or dies has nothing to do with her. Everyone is going to die, and no matter how many corpses there are, they are just her application to join "that guild".

…

"I have a very accurate intuition about weird things. I have been able to see ghosts since I was a child, and I also know when and where ghosts will appear." Chang Xu stopped and inserted a card that appeared out of thin air between his fingers into the wall.

The bell tower was filled with dust. In the narrow and cramped space, the escalator, which could only accommodate one person, spiraled upwards until it reached a glimmer of light at a high place.

The light was natural light cast in from high in the sky. The brightness of dusk did not help, and could only allow the two people traveling one behind the other to barely see the road in front of them.

"So?" Qisi put his hands into his pockets, not wanting to have any contact with the dusty stair railings. "I could see ghosts when I was a child. When I was bored, I played a few games of flying chess with the little girl under the bed. ”

Chang Xu's fingertips flashed with blue light, and the cards were rapidly changing there: "Did you hear anything?"

Qisi didn't answer and continued talking to himself: "...I don't know what happened later. I suddenly couldn't see ghosts anymore. The doctor said that I was cured of my illness. Do you want me to call my attending doctor after I get out?" Recommended contact information to you?”

"I just heard the sound of nails digging into the wall." Chang Xu embedded the last card in his hand into the wall, and circled a square half a person's height. The blue light connected into a line, and the parts between the squares disappeared out of thin air, revealing the dense bones behind the bell tower wall.

It was a complete skeleton, but because it was bent and buried, it looked curled up into a ball, so twisted that it couldn't be seen as human.

Qisi became interested, stepped forward, pulled out the skull, and played with it under the light: "It's the bones of a modern human, and it most likely belongs to the player."

Chang Xu raised his eyebrows: "Why are you so sure?"

Zis stuffed the skull back into the wall and answered generally: "The background of this copy is from the 15th to the 17th century. At that time, the common people were malnourished, which would be reflected in the thickness and quality of the bones; while the nobles would have some weird reasons. The etiquette, attire and aesthetics caused the bones to show a certain degree of deformity.

Chang Xu glanced back at him and said lukewarmly, "You know so much."

Qisi narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Of course, I am a professional in this field."

Before Chang Xu raised the question, he added: "Taxidermy involves more species than you think - otherwise, how do you think the human specimens displayed in universities and museums come from?"

Chang Xu said nothing.

Qisi lowered his eyes and caught a glimpse of the pale hands of the person in front of him. They were clearly no longer human hands, but cold phalanges hanging down!

It actually... triggered the death point inexplicably?

Qisi held his breath and suppressed his voice, stepped back step by step, and silently distanced himself from the figure in front of him.

The light above the head is getting farther and farther, as if it can never be touched; the cold, dim and cramped buildings surround people from all directions, and the bones inside are moldy and rotten.

His back seemed to hit something, and a face stretched out from behind his neck, close to the tip of Qisi's nose.

It was a white skeleton with clenched teeth and no lips, as if it was smiling...

…

"Are you feeling better?" Chang Xu stood on a pile of broken bones and looked back.

As soon as he was freed from the abnormal situation, Zeiss reflexively drew out the blade and slashed it at the back of the former's neck.

Thoughts failed to turn into actions, and blood-red prompt text popped up in front of my eyes.

[In this copy, you cannot kill players with the status of "Noble"]

[Violation of dungeon rules, one warning! A total of three warnings will result in a failed pass! 】

The cold electronic sound poured over his head, and Qisi laughed twice: "He is still alive, not dead."

Whether it was an illusion or not, he always felt that he was more likely to trigger the death point when he was with Chang Xu. This was the case in "Rose Manor" and it was the same this time...

In Jin Yusheng's words, maybe it's called "eight-character conflict"?

Sensing Qisi's unkind attitude, Chang Xu silently put away the cards in his hand and asked, "Do you still want to go up?"

The bones in the wall send a bad warning, and they almost threaten the player with a face, saying, "Be careful and die here if you go further." This happened only halfway up the climb. There was still a long way to go, and I didn’t know what kind of crisis would lurk.

Qisi pondered for a moment and said: "Someone has to go up, otherwise this clue will always be blank. Moreover, I also want to stand on a high place and see the whole island."

Chang Xu couldn't help but look at Qisi a few more times in confusion.

In his impression, Qisi's only job was to let others take risks. How could he risk his own life so righteously?

Just as he was hesitating, he saw Qisi making a "please" gesture to him: "Brother Chang, I've never been in good health. It's better for you, a practitioner, to take the lead."

……really.

Maybe it was because the bad luck had been exhausted by what happened just now, or maybe it was because as long as we didn't hold back anything, nothing would happen. The rest of the journey was extremely smooth, with not even a mouse, let alone a ghost.

The light above his head was getting closer and closer. When he emerged from the dark building and stood on the top of the bell tower, Qiss even had the illusion that he could touch the sky with his hand.

The most eye-catching furnishing on the top floor is a large bronze bell, hanging quietly and solemnly, giving people a sense of mystery of ancient life.

Zeiss stared at the battering ram next to the clock, wanting to try hitting it ten times to see if the rule of "please fall asleep when it hits ten times" would still take effect.

Seeing that Chang Xu was still there, reason finally defeated his bad taste, and he could only regretfully put aside his dangerous thoughts.

Chang Xu also stared at the clock.

A few seconds later, he walked around behind the clock, pointed to a pile of decaying bones piled in the shadow, and said calmly: "The bell-ringer is dead."

To be precise, he is too dead to die. I have never seen anyone who has become a skeleton and can still live.

As for what the thing is that rings the bell every day, this is terrifying to think about.

Qisi stepped forward and said in awe: "You are so dedicated. You still insist on ringing the bell after so many years of death."

Skeleton: "..."

Chang Xu also couldn't understand Qisi's unique sense of humor. He knelt down and ran his fingers over the few lines of small words on the wall that were covered by skulls.

[Fearing and praying, I only see the sea and the souls who fell into the water]

[They said, I can’t go back, I can’t go back, my hometown is out of sight]

[God, save me, the cabin is crowded, corpses and cargo are piled up]

[They said, give up, give up, there is no hope of going home]

These words are crooked and have slender strokes, as if they were carved with fingernails. The moment they are touched by the eyes, they take root in the consciousness like worms with roots.

Zeiss felt like a small insect pressed by pine resin, frozen in place, unable to move.

The light around him dimmed inch by inch, and after a few seconds, only rich darkness remained. The wet feeling sucks on the skin, as if it was sunk into the deep sea and fished out again.

A layer of dark yellow like an ancient oil painting was cast in front of my eyes. The perspective was sometimes pulled away and sometimes replaced. Strange perceptions poured into my mind one after another, and then slowly translated into scenes of narrated scenes...