"Ah...it's the sky's light that's like a blazing fire."
"Master Captain! This is really an...incredible place!"
The clown's shrill voice came from beside him, causing Ning Yeyi, who was admiring the sunset, to turn his head.
The ghosts in the Poker Circus are all crazy, but not completely crazy. Ning Yeyi knew very well that they were crazy only because of their unscrupulousness. As long as he, the leader, existed, they would always be able to be reborn. Such power allowed them to collect laughter in every performance.
It's just that - in this way, the leader of the group has become his lifeblood. Ning Yeyi also understood very well why these ghosts were so frightened now.
"Do you think, Captain, I will die in a place like this?"
"The leader is made of flesh and blood after all, and you will die if you touch him at the slightest touch." The Rust Knight said in a sullen voice.
"That's right." Ning Yeyi opened her phone and looked at it before answering noncommittally.
"Master Captain...we can feel that although there is plenty of laughter here, there are also some things that make people laugh."
"The Red Hell, the Dead Hell, the Living Hell, and the Evil Hell that are unfolding. You are originally ghosts, and it is natural that you hate the aura from Hades. But the good news is that the manifestations of these places of Hades do not come from the right path, but from the right path. Someone did it deliberately... I don’t know if it’s a human or a ghost.”
"So that's it!" The clown suddenly became energetic, "In other words, this is still a stage filled with a lot of laughter!"
"That's right." Ning Yeyi smiled and said, "I checked the previous team leader's notes. Either he was so incompetent that he couldn't even provide you with enough food, or he was so selfish that he couldn't figure out his priorities. You were never able to get it. A stage for full performance, isn't it? But now it's different, we have come to a vast stage, with enough laughter for us to enjoy all year long."
"The leader is wise!" Mr. Top Hat clapped his hands fiercely.
"The first thing we want to devour is the Red Prison. Pure flesh and blood nourishment, there are already too many spiritual emptiness there, they are our best appetizer, this must be the most enthusiastic audience. Then... I think we want to Open the door to hell and contain all the chaos there in the circus. I am a little tired of your skills. The poker circus must not drown in one or two of its own skills. It is also good to make yourself stronger. What you must do. As long as we can swallow two prisons, we should be as strong as I need..."
"Captain, do you have any plans?" The handsome cowboy adjusted his hat, "Maybe we can listen to it?"
"My plan is carried out on two fronts. You just need to complete the part you need. Or...what I say as the leader will have no effect now?" Ning Yeyi raised the corners of his lips and stared at the handsome cowboy and asked. .
"Don't dare."
"At eight o'clock in the evening, we will launch the first stage in the Red Prison. After the performance starts, you must promptly transmit all relevant information back to the main tent. I do not prohibit you from plundering there, but there is one thing ...Performances are not allowed to go to the first floor.”
"Why?" Rusty Knight asked quietly.
"You have no right to ask why." Ning Yeyi waved his hand, "Now go back and get ready, use all your strength. If you let me know who is slacking in performance, I still have a way to punish him. .”
"Yes! Did you all hear what the leader said? Cheer up, everyone! You must show those bumpkins from the underground what the most gorgeous show in the world is!" The clown screamed like a chicken blood, Then all the members returned to the tent and started getting ready.
Ning Yeyi rubbed her ears, turned on her phone, and confirmed the mission again.
"In this case... no matter who is Lu Ning, I hope you have noticed it. This time it will be easier to have a good division of labor and cooperation. I hope the distribution center will indeed give me and Lu Ning a chance to cooperate. But this is indeed what I am looking forward to That’s a lot of freedom. So the detective has already revealed his identity, and the murderer hasn’t gotten any hint yet. It’s really tricky..."
She took off her gloves. The index finger and middle finger of her right hand had turned into gold. When she bent them slightly, two golden air swords about the length of her forearm rushed out from her fingers.
"When it's time to do something bad, you still have to do it."
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"Floor 1849."
"This number is too big..."
The new floor is a vast theater, a multi-story building that can accommodate about two to three thousand people, and the stairs are very conspicuously located right at the safety exit. The entire theater seemed to have been burned by fire, with many charred marks, and many of the seats were filled with corpses that had turned into charred skeletons.
Everyone carefully followed the wall and the edge of the stage to the stairs, but nothing happened. But the numbers that appear on it are a bit jaw-dropping.
"Is this place so vast?" Deng Zhiyi's mouth twitched.
Xin Mi checked the surrounding walls. No one on this floor had written any prompt information, and then said: "I suspect that the space here is infinite. The Red Prison has no boundaries at all, so the exit is the only exit."
"It's possible." Lu Ning agreed casually, turning to look at the bones of the audience in the theater.
In the black font exploration, more than 12,000 floors were explored. This floor is completely trivial. So far, Lu Ning has not observed any connection between the various floors. After all, it is a prison, so it is normal for there to be no connection.
It was impossible for her to think about the settings in Solitaire stories so perfectly and carefully, so there were still many things in the real Red Prison that were difficult to ascertain. In the three times Qian Yipeng was beaten back, the three main parts that were deleted were the settings about the way out, the settings about the jailers, and the final description of the monsters in the Red Prison. Lu Ning didn't know which part belonged to the category that couldn't be set.
Logically speaking, there should be something sinister on any floor.
She gently approached the corpse of an audience member in the front row. The fire did not seem to have burned everything. There might even be no real flames at all. These were all created by the Red Hell. .
There were some blackened coins lying next to the corpse, which were not coins commonly used in the real world. Lu Ning didn't touch it, just observed it carefully and took two photos. Based on the skeletal structure, she was able to identify the body as that of a woman. The boots that have not been completely burned can also be vaguely seen with some decorations on them that cannot be burned. It can be seen that she is a lady who is either rich or high-status.
The same goes for the person sitting next to him, and there are some coins scattered around.
"Did you find anything?" Yan Zidan came over.
"I'm not very familiar with history. Can any of you recognize these coins? The patterns are quite clear." Lu Ning held up the photo on her phone.
"Let me tell the difference." Long Tiangang came over and looked at the coins carefully, and finally shook his head, "As far as I know, no country has ever used this type of coinage."
"Then let's just think that this is some kind of imaginary coin. What I'm curious about is, this is obviously a theater, why do these people always have some money in their hands when they die?" Lu Ning was a little confused.
"This may be related to some previous habits." Xin Mi raised his head and glanced at the stage, "When a play makes the audience very satisfied, they will throw coins on the stage to show their appreciation. If we go up to find If you look for it, you should be able to find some coins.”
"Why do you care about this? Isn't there nothing on this floor now?" Deng Zhiyi shouldered a big knife to illuminate everyone.
"Because we always have to find a way to get out. If we just take a look at each floor to know it's safe and then leave, we won't get anything." Xin Mi said, "Maybe the problem is on the stage."
"There may be danger on the stage, so be alert." Lu Ning reminded.
Long Tiangang took out his baton, sprinted and jumped to the edge of the stage, and jumped up keenly.
"I did see a lot of coins. They must have been thrown by the audience. The first few rows are not very far from the stage, so it is normal for them to be thrown up. But this is a bit strange."
"What's so strange?" Qian Yipeng also leaned over and looked at the bones.
"Why isn't there on the ground beside the stage?" Lu Ning crossed her arms, "I don't believe that these people were so strong that they all hit the stage. In such a chaotic scene, it is normal that some money was not thrown on it, right?"
Xin Mi raised his head and shouted: "Dalong, look for any handles on it. There should be some mechanism that can make the stage sink, or allow the surrounding ground to open part of the way downwards."
"Looking for it!"
It didn't take long before there was a click from above, followed by a loud bang from around the stage, and a bang. The smoke and dust were shaken up. Everyone stepped back and fanned away the dust in front of them, and then they saw the stage sinking. About half a meter higher, and the surrounding ground also formed a downward landslide, and several dark entrances had opened around the stage.
"Tsk, there really is a mystery!" Deng Zhiyi stretched out the knife in front of her and slowly approached one of the entrances. The height of the entrance was only about two meters. She lowered the knife slightly to get in. Xin Mi and Lu Ning followed closely behind, and Long Tiangang also jumped down from above.
"There is no dust and no sound." Lu Ning looked around, "Under the stage... wait!"
Needless to say, the others also noticed some cages welded with thick iron bars in the corner. In each cage was a person wearing a gray and black poncho with a black mask covering his face. The postures of these people vary. Some are just sitting cross-legged in the cage, some are standing upright on the edge of the cage, holding the railings with their hands behind their backs, and some even have their legs spread across the cage and their whole bodies are hanging down, making it appear that Somewhat funny.
"Let me take a look." Xin Mi held the scalpel and approached a man whose head was looking up at the sky. He reached out his hand from the gap and gently cut a knife on the black poncho.
Some thick black foam quickly gushes out of the crack, but it's not too much, and Xin Mi stopped his hand quickly without letting the scalpel get stained.
"dead."
"Are we dying in a meaningful way or are we really not going to move anymore?" Lu Ning asked. Xin Mi was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the person in the cage again.
This is the Red Prison, and it is probably common for corpses to move. The people who looked like that in the Rat's Nest are still alive.
Xin Mi immediately raised the knife again quickly. This time the blade opened the black mask, but what was shocking was that there was still a mask under the black mask——
Familiar gas mask.
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"Survivors, self-replication, reconstruction of flesh and blood... As expected."
The golden sharp sword easily split flesh and bones. Ning Yeyi flicked his fingers and gently pressed the top hat with his other hand. He smiled and looked at the four people circled in the center by the flying knife of the high-ball lady.
"Spare your life! Spare your life! We don't want to die! We just want to run out!"
The fatal danger that he once encountered was now just a small test in the scene, which made Ning Yeyi feel dumbfounded. Of course, it was fundamentally different, she just felt ridiculous.
"You are already dead."
She raised her hand and pointed at a man in a security uniform at the far end: "I saw your body when I came in. You were killed in the security room. Who are you now?"
"What? I...I..." The man touched his face in shock, "I'm obviously here!"
"Think about it, what were you doing when you fell into this place? Is there anything wrong with you? You are a security guard, so do you have any memory of leaving the security room?"
"I...I oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo better better you better better..." Miss Toss was singing loudly, as if she was very happy, and Ning Yeyi flicked her finger, and the golden sword energy split the monster-shaped security guard in half.
Then she turned her attention to the other three people.
"Don't put on that frightened look and think about it carefully. Do you have a clear memory from the time you fell into this place? Think about it... throw the ball high and remind them of their original appearance."
"Release~~~self~~~"
The three people yelled in unison, and the strange screams of deformation were quickly suppressed by the cutting sound of sword energy. After a few seconds, there was only a pile of dirty flesh and blood.
"There is no real person." Ning Yeyi sighed, "It's just a beast with human memories in the cage to add struggling bait. A bad performance will not even gain much laughter."
She raised her head and looked out at the blood-red night. Countless long red pillars of blood and bones hung down from the sky. It should be the scene of the real Hades. The endless prison, the eternal torture of flesh and blood, this is what it means. Even if the soul is wiped out, people with memories will still endure all kinds of pain and fear here again and again, never ending.
"But... something like this shouldn't happen in the human world." Ning Yeyi whispered.
