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Chapter 415 The Fictional City of Lusoi

When it comes to Maria Butterfly, it means zero-distance contact with Wei Xun's heart. After confirming that Wei Xun is in good mental state and has not been polluted and disturbed by various mumblings, and telling him to stay in bed and not get out of bed, An Xuefeng went to take a quick shower, washed off the dust and sand, and did a thorough cleaning seriously.

When An Xuefeng came out of the bathroom, he saw Wei Xun taking apart his pillow with great interest.

When he heard An Xuefeng say "stay in bed and don't get off" just now, Wei Xun was stunned, but what An Xuefeng said was definitely not what he thought. Wei Xun immediately understood that An Xuefeng's bed might have defensive measures that could protect people's safety.

It looked like a simple bed, and Wei Xun had slept on it, but he didn't find anything at the time. Wei Xun was interested and took apart the pillow he was leaning on. Sure enough, he found a capsule-like device in the pillow core, which looked like it was made of metal. An Xuefeng should have set permissions, and Wei Xun's disassembly touch did not activate it.

Don't you watch out for the person next to you?

Wei Xun raised his eyebrows, thinking that this was unreasonable given An Xuefeng's alert personality, but he also felt that this was something An Xuefeng would do. After removing the device, Wei Xun studied it and found that it was not a prop sold in the hotel, and the device gave him a strange feeling of familiarity, as if he had felt it somewhere before.

When Wei Xun put on the colorful soul sand gloves that the dream chaser gave him the method of use and fiddled with it again, the silent capsule device finally responded. In the time that An Xuefeng came out of the shower, Wei Xun had almost studied it thoroughly, and he stuffed the paper man with the phantom of the parliament into it without any instruction.

The device was activated for less than a second, and the originally active energy of the phantom of the parliament was reduced by half, and it became dying.

"Can I help you cut it open?"

An Xuefeng sat next to Wei Xun and took the gray paper man in his hand. The finger casually passed through the neck of the paper man, but the struggling paper man instantly became motionless, like a dead object.

He thought that Wei Xun could not eat the entire parliament phantom at once, so he had to weaken it. But the energy swallowed in this way cannot be recovered, which is a bit of a waste.

"Is this an item from the Death Sahara?"

Wei Xun asked him holding the capsule device.

"No, although it contains nine colors of sand from the Death Sahara that I have processed, the processed Death Sahara sand can get rid of all delirium and hallucinations, allowing people to sleep soundly. I call it sleeping pills."

The core pollution of the Sahara is "dead silence"

An Xuefeng explained: "But the main effect is the outer layer, which comes from the depths of the Pharaoh's pyramid. You have my phoenix feathers, which are connected to me, so it will protect you and will not attack you."

Not only that, when An Xuefeng handed his card to Wei Xun, Wei Xun already had the right to use all the devices he designed himself. Even if the Death Sahara pioneer Dreamer came, he couldn't control these devices, but Wei Xun could.

"That is to say, the parliament phantom is essentially a kind of pollution? Is it a delirium?"

Wei Xun caught the key words. When he put on the rainbow sand gloves, he should have accidentally caused the fluctuation of the dead silence pollution, and the parliament phantom was restrained by it.

"It can be said that the pollution in the parliament is not much lighter than the abyss. The new authority and power that the parliamentarians gained after joining the parliament are closely related to those pollutions."

In this way, it is a bit like a tour guide, and there are subtle similarities with the person in charge.

Wei Xun thought secretly.

There is a strong breath of the abyss on his body. When Wei Xun conquered the abyss node, he established a connection with , which means that the abyss breath on is so strong that it is basically equivalent to the abyss creature. ? ? ? Although the abyss breath on is not that strong, it is not small.

The hotel gives the person in charge powerful strength and the right to control the hotel. Then, will the price paid by the people in charge be to suppress the abyss pollution?

Similarly, the hotel gives the tour guide various privileges, but the tour guide's death countdown returns to zero and the alienated state establishes a connection with the abyss and obtains power from the abyss. Including the Butcher Alliance, they absorb the breath of the abyss node through the abyss bell. Is it equivalent to extracting power from the abyss and weakening the abyss to a certain extent?

If the hotel uses the person in charge and the tour guide to suppress the pollution of the abyss, the tourists and tour guides open up the journey of 30 degrees north latitude to suppress the pollution of 30 degrees north latitude, and use the ten years of the battlefield to suppress the pollution outside the battlefield, then will the parliament suppress another pollution?

Suppressing pollution, is this the fundamental reason for the establishment of the hotel?

Then where does this pollution come from? How did the world become like a sieve with various pollutions?

Wei Xun still remembers that he could only see a series of eyes like dull stone balls in the 'door' at that time, and the eyeball in the middle was dripping with blood-like viscous red liquid, like a caterpillar's cocoon. This is what Maria Butterfly wants to eat, which is a great tonic for it. But at that time, Wei Xun felt not only fear from the blood drop cocoon, but also its deep greed.

If the butterfly fragments are incomplete and the butterfly host is not strong, the ‘cocoon’ can also devour it.

Similarly, the butterfly fragments can eat the pollution of the 30th degree north latitude, just like the blood-sucking knife was full of pollution from the ancient oasis and the Sahara of death. But at the same time, the butterfly fragments can also be suppressed by the pollution of the 30th degree north latitude. The battlefield pollution of Lao Chencheng and his team is not very clear, but the Phoenician stone eggs and the butterfly can absorb it, which means that the 30th degree north latitude and the abyss can absorb it to a certain extent.

There seems to be a kind of mutual growth and mutual restraint between the four of them. Could it be that the various pollutions were originally able to counterbalance each other, but something broke the balance, so the hotel had to fill in various loopholes?

For example, why did the Maria butterfly turn into fragments?

Wei Xun did not ask An Xuefeng in depth. The confidential information related to the principal is itself a kind of spiritual pollution. Before Wei Xun really completed the rule-based task entrusted by the mountain god, no one could reveal more to him.

Wei Xun changed his mind. He asked An Xuefeng to cut a little bit of the parliamentary phantom pollution for him and tasted it. Most of the rest was left by Wei Xun. He wanted to study it.

Very cool and smooth, the taste of the parliamentary phantom was like red wine ice cream, which melted with a light sip. Wei Xun's heartbeat quickened a few points. He squinted his eyes comfortably, with a touch of blush in the corners of his eyes, as if he was drunk and a little dizzy, but this feeling was very comfortable, making him just want to eat more.

The pollution of the parliament is a great tonic for the butterfly fragments, but it will also make it drowsy like drunk, lose its guard, and be more likely to be killed and captured.

Wei Xun savored it carefully. He looked drunk, but he was calmly analyzing in his heart. Until a little warmth touched his forehead, the feeling of being tipsy on Wei Xun suddenly dissipated. Wei Xun woke up immediately and saw An Xuefeng leaning over. A dark red flame touched his forehead with his fingertips, and he carefully and seriously observed Wei Xun's face and expression.

An Xuefeng agreed to check and let Wei Xun eat the parliament phantom because he knew what might happen and how to solve it.

Wei Xun understood it all at once. When An Xuefeng wanted to stop, he chuckled and held his hand. He looked at the dark red flame burning between An Xuefeng's veins, like venous blood. He carefully sensed it and realized that it was not a flame. It looked more like a miniature heart. It beats at a very fast speed, and the phantom makes people think it is a swaying flame halo.

This is the pollution at 30 degrees north latitude.

The pollution at 30 degrees north latitude can eliminate the pollution of the parliament.

Wei Xun thought that his previous conjecture of "various pollutions competing against each other" had one more piece of evidence.

"Pollution from the Pharaoh's Pyramid?"

Wei Xun asked. An Xuefeng kept leaning over him, pressed Wei Xun's chest, felt his mental state, and sat back after confirming that Wei Xun was really fine.

There is no need to open the chest if there is no problem. Although Wei Xun is not afraid of pain, it is always bad to open the chest, which can easily make people blur the boundary between danger and death.

But thinking that he can't see Wei Xun's heart, can't touch and grasp this heart, it is undeniable that An Xuefeng has a little regret in his heart.

It should be the fusion with * * * that makes them start to influence each other and get a little bit of * * *'s perverted paranoia.

An Xuefeng thought, or maybe it's just that some of his own bad qualities began to show, they were originally one person.

"Yes."

An Xuefeng pointed to the metal capsule that Wei Xun was playing with: "Its shell is the metal that makes up the pacemaker of the Pharaoh mummy."

Seeing the curiosity on Wei Xun's face turn into disgust, he threw the capsule to him with a frown like a cat smelling orange peel, jumped off the bed to wash his hands, An Xuefeng raised his eyebrows and smiled, he picked up the capsule and followed him all the way to the bathroom, smiled and leaned against the wall to watch Wei Xun wash his hands.

"I haven't told you about the pollution of the pyramid yet."

The Pharaoh's Pyramid is the first journey of the 30th degree north latitude opened in this decade, and it is also the most explored journey opened by An Xuefeng and the entire team on the way back. It can be said that he has basically conquered the pyramid journey, and all kinds of items in it are at his disposal.

"The main buildings of the Pharaoh's pyramids are the pyramids, Egyptian temples, the Pharaoh's palace and the Egyptian immortal city of Lusoi surrounding the palace. Its core pollution is 'immortality'."

An Xuefeng said: "Lusoi City is a city that does not exist in reality."

If you search the Internet for mummy pacemaker·unsolved mysteries of the world, you can immediately search for many similar articles. The general idea is that in the Egyptian city of Lusoi, archaeologists unearthed a 2,500-year-old pharaoh mummy, and a regular vibration was faintly coming from it.

After being sent to Cairo Hospital for autopsy, the doctor was shocked to find that there was a pacemaker made of black crystal on its shriveled heart that was still running, making this heart beat more than 2,000 years ago.

If we trace back to the source, we can find the source of this unsolved mystery, which is an article published in World News Weekly on March 17, 1992. Although it is called World News Weekly, most of the articles at that time were just made-up "news". The only difference is that the content of the report strictly follows the format of news reports, with the report date, news source, expert opinions, etc., which looks very much like real news.

It was reported that the mummy excavated in the city of Lusuoyi was 5,000 years old, and its pacemaker was not made of black crystal, but a kind of metal.

But in the final analysis, there is no Lusuoyi in Egypt at all, and this city is fictional.

"There are no living people in Lusuoyi, all mummies, and the nobles, rich people, and civilians only have different production levels. On the first night when a traveler enters this city, a mummy maker will come to the door, use a chisel through the nostrils to smash the ethmoid bone into the cranial cavity, and then crush the traveler's brain."

Crushing the brain is the first step in making a mummification, and then the abdomen is cut open to take out the stomach, intestines, liver, and lungs. Only in this way can the passengers who have been preliminarily processed be allowed to move around and explore in Lusuoyi City. If they cannot find their organs and brains within a certain period of time, they will be completely mummified and stay in Lusuoyi City forever.

"The only thing we can keep is our heart."

An Xuefeng's fingers touched Wei Xun's chest, and noticed that his pajamas belt was not tied, revealing his white and glowing chest. Thinking of Wei Xun's hands being as cold as ice when his fingers touched just now, An Xuefeng's hands felt a little itchy. He leaned over and tied the belt for Wei Xun himself, tightly covering his chest.

This posture was as intimate as a hug from behind. With An Xuefeng's height, he lowered his head so that his chin could touch Wei Xun's head. Seeing the two of them reflected in the mirror, An Xuefeng relaxed and unconsciously hugged Wei Xun's waist, like a large cat resting in its own territory, lazily snuggling with its partner. Even if Wei Xun retaliated by splashing water on his face, he was not angry, but just blinked.

Then Wei Xun couldn't stand it anymore, so he pulled a clean towel and wiped the water off An Xuefeng's face.

"What does it feel like to lose brain matter?"

Ancient Egyptians believed that the heart was the carrier of thought and soul. Even if it was made into a mummy, it would be preserved in the body, but the brain was the first to be destroyed.

"There is no special feeling. When they take away our internal organs, we will not feel any pain."

An Xuefeng thought for a while: "If there is any feeling, it is relaxation."

It's like suddenly receiving the news that you don't have to go to work or school tomorrow, and there is no work or homework to be completed at home. It feels like a day off for nothing. Since entering the hostel, my nerves have been tense. The feeling of relaxation and not having to worry about anything is really fascinating.

"You will lose your memory little by little, and eventually become a mummy, and stay in Lusoi City forever."

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