"You are a guard, right?" Su Mingan said: "Before No. 8 Andre died, you said you were a guard. I should have heard this."
"I, I am a guard..." Lin Jiang lowered his head and said in a shrinking voice, "I am really a guard..."
"Well, I believe you." Su Mingan put his hand on her shoulder: "Tonight, I will guard the fourth player Lu Shu. Is that okay?"
"Uh-huh……"
"If I wake up tomorrow morning and find Player Four dead, I will let you die with him, do you understand?"
"Ming, I understand..." Lin Jiang lowered his head, his whole body shaking like a sieve. grab, grab, grab
The barrage began to sympathize:
"Okay, let's go." After threatening Lin Jiang, he led the villain Su Ming'an and dragged Lu Shu away from here.
It was now free search time, and he needed to go to the town's ancestral hall—this kind of place usually contained clues to the world.
He had long discovered the special point of this town - it was obviously a Western town, but it had dragon-style mahogany decorations and ancestral halls, and the brand was like a memorial tablet. Eastern and Western cultures are strangely blended together, making it seem a bit nondescript. It doesn't look like a real town, but more like a place specially designed for them to use as a trial space.
He went to the ancestral hall in the center and suddenly saw the ghost-like figure of the mayor, coming and going without a trace, suddenly appearing at the corner of the street.
"Dear Traveler No. 1." The mayor leaned on a dragon-head crutch and smiled at him: "You haven't been a guest in my house yet. I remember... I still want to tell you the story about this town..."
"Can he listen?" Su Mingan pointed at Lu Shu.
"...It's best not to, dear traveler." The mayor shook his head: "It is only because of our fate that I am willing to tell you this secret..."
"I'm leaving." Lu Shu said, "If I find any clues, I will come to your room and leave them for you."
"Okay, if I have the chance, I will tell you who I am checking tonight. Remember to tell me at the meeting tomorrow." Su Mingan waved to him, and then asked the avatar to come over and let the avatar accompany this underworld. The old man went to listen to the story.
Su Mingan himself went to the ancestral hall first.
The air in the town was particularly fresh, without the rancid smell that always existed in apocalyptic copies, and there was even a fragrance of fruit. After avoiding the townspeople who had always been particularly enthusiastic, he came to an ancestral hall.
The building in front of me was unexpectedly dilapidated, as if no one had cleaned it for a long time, and no one was guarding it.
Su Mingan opened the door and heard the old wooden door creaking. The sticky spider webs were torn off and fell to the ground like catkins.
...And just when he was about to step into the threshold, he heard an extraordinarily loud thunder from the sky.
"Boom--!"
For a moment, the sound of dripping rain appeared. He looked back and saw that the originally blue and pure sky was dark and gloomy. The thick rain curtain completely enveloped the quiet buildings, like silent stone monuments.
"..."
He felt a chill brought by the rain, as if something ominous was brewing.
The sudden heavy rain seemed strange, but he did not leave and still stepped in with his right foot.
The ancestral hall in front of you enshrines hundreds of tablets.
A faint red candle burned in the room, with some wax oil accumulated underneath.
...very strange.
There are obviously spider webs on the door. From the outside, the ancestral hall looks like a building that has been in disrepair and is about to collapse at any time. But inside, it looks like the same thing. Even the candles are still lit.厺厽 奇书网 厺厽巘戅 奇书网戅
He closed the wooden door behind him, walked in, and observed the signs.
There are some Westernized names on the signs, and there is a line of text written below:
There was something unexpected stuck on the back of the tablet. He stretched out his hand and tore it off. It was a yellowed piece of paper.
…
…
...a clue about the player?
Su Mingan looked at the note. The content should describe a player's past, but after thinking about it, he couldn't seem to pinpoint that player.
It says "Werewolf Clues", which means that by locating a specific player, you can determine that this player is a werewolf...
So, will there also be "prophet clues", "witch clues", "hunter clues"... and even "civilian clues", so that everyone's identity will gradually become clear outside the scene?
... He is curious about what description will be written on his corresponding note, and how the world game will define himself.
Su Ming'an was thinking when he suddenly heard a soft "squeak" sound coming from behind him.
...the sound of the wooden door being opened.
His spirit points are very high. Logically speaking, if someone comes from behind, he should at least hear footsteps.
...but no. grab, grab, grab
As if a ghost had drifted in, he still didn't hear the footsteps that should have been on the ground after opening the wooden door.
He rolled up the note and dragged it into the clue column, and slight spatial fluctuations appeared around him.
"Ah...wait a minute..."
He heard a soft girlish voice.
Looking back, he saw a girl in a Lolita dress looking at him timidly.
...One of the players, Yamada Machichi.
She also looked like she was looking for clues, but there was not even a sound of footsteps, and she looked like a cat when she walked in.
"I, I just came to take a look... don't do anything to me..." Yamada Machichi looked a little afraid of him, but he didn't seem that afraid. He even took a few steps here, as if he wanted to take a closer look at him.
"You can do it yourself." Su Ming'an didn't know her identity for the time being, so he let her go.
While observing these tablets, he did not let down his guard against her.
...The elderly have returned to their prime, and many middle-aged people have returned to their youth.
This has resulted in many players looking extremely young, making it easy to underestimate the experience and experience they have accumulated over the years.
Especially some older female players... After becoming several decades younger, they now wear magical cosmetics, plus some beauty props from the Lord God Store, which in his opinion are useless. She looks just like a girl in her late teens or early twenties. This has led to the frequent occurrences of marriage fraud in the world of the Lord God. The phenomenon of old cows eating young grass is not uncommon. Many players only discovered after getting married that the other party turned out to be an uncle.
...Although it is said to be free love, concealing the original age of love is actually a kind of harm to the person who is passionately in love.厺厽 LOL 厺厽
...These are one of the hotly debated topics on the World Forum, and have even spawned the popular voting topic of "Should the original age be calculated or the current age?" Su Mingan has seen it when collecting information.
The woman in front of her who looked to be in her early twenties, Yamada Machichi, was not as simple as she appeared on the surface.
Su Ming'an observed the table. After discovering that there was no note similar to the previous clues, he was about to squat down and see if there were any clues under the table...
"Snapped!"
He heard a very heavy sound, like shaking the ground.
Yamada Machichi on the side was looking blankly at the broken tablet on the ground.
She looked over in confusion, looking at Su Ming'an who was squatting and looking back at her, and said in a trembling voice:
"I, my hand just slipped...I don't know how it broke..."
The next moment, the entire ancestral hall began to tremble violently!
Su Mingan instantly felt an invisible force coming over him, almost pushing him down. After a moment of hesitation, he pulled the Lolita girl standing beside him, and the light in the space flickered for a moment.
After moving out of the ancestral hall, the mahogany door behind him closed with a bang, and a large amount of dust was raised in an instant.
Then, from the crack in the door, bright red blood gradually flowed out as if it had been crushed.
...Very good, the world copy is still the underworld as always.
Before he could stand still, he suddenly heard a strange chuckle, which sounded like it was ringing in his ears.
"——A traveler from the outside world, a traveler from the outside world,"
"Why, why, come in here,"
"Why, why, disturb our peace?"
"Why, why, break the eternal... tranquility of Trilli?"
Su Mingan turned around suddenly.
A dozen townspeople carrying blood-stained sticks gathered together and looked at him with numb and indifferent expressions.
The fruits they were holding in their hands were already scattered all over the floor, gradually taking on the same color as blood.
…
The clone followed the mayor into his room and unexpectedly found that there were other guests inside.
Edward, who had brilliant blond hair, looked at him with squinted eyes. The beautiful azure was like the condensed blue sea and sky.
He was sitting on the long table in the hall holding a tea cup. Next to him stood an NPC girl in an apron with braids and a shy face.
"Ah, by the way, because Traveler No. 3 also made me quite fond of him, so I want to invite him to come and listen to the stories about this town." The mayor said with a smile, looking at the two people's eyes facing each other. Appearance: "Looks like this, do you know each other?"
"We met, very unfortunate." The clone smiled broadly and said hello to Edward:
"Hi Cerebral Palsy."
"..."
Edward's face showed visible shock.
"I've long disliked you. You're a useless piece of trash that only adds to the chaos. If everyone can chase the light, you are the trash who still insists on blocking the light." The clone smiled brightly and put his hands on his neck. After a comparison: "——I will kill you within three days."
"You——!" Before Edward could realize how this man's attitude had changed, he was stopped by the rather partial mayor on the side:
"Hey, hey, young man... don't be angry. Let's talk to each other if we have anything to say. We are all traveling together, don't say that..." The mayor immediately reduced the matter to a trivial matter and pushed out the braided girl next to him: "First of all, Come and get to know each other, this is my daughter Jasmine... Jasmine, these two are travelers from the outside world."
...Jasmine?
The clone looked away from the person who was positioned as worthless by the subject and looked at the timid girl, remembering the identity mission of the person in power - to expose this Jasmine.嘘戅LOL戅
The mission introduction said that she was extremely evil, and there must be some crime that needed to be exposed... It seemed that the next step for him was to pay close attention to this person.
He looked at this girl who looked extremely timid and introverted.
Her cheeks were as red as ripe tangerines, her eyelashes were like sifting wheat flour in a blink of an eye, and her eyes were as clear as the blue sky reflected in the snow-capped mountains and lakes.
...It seems that the disguise is pretty good, with a pitifully innocent look.
The clone has long understood that the more harmless things look in this underworld copy, the more suspicious they are. No matter it is Duoduo, Nolia, or Shen Xue, they are not innocent things, and the Jasmine in front of them must also be full of evil.
"Hello, you guys..."
Jasmine blushed and smiled shyly. She seemed a little afraid of seeing outsiders. After placing the teacup and fruit in front of the clone, she turned around and trotted into the room.
Grab, grab, grab. "Hey, hey, Jasmine." The mayor waved to her and smiled kindly: "Don't go, sit here with the two young travelers. You happen to be the same age. Let's talk together. It would be great to chat and try to be friends, instead of always being with an old man like me."
... This tone sounded as if he was trying to promote his daughter, just like he was holding a blind date.
--No.
The clone was a little wary.
...Looking at the mayor's appearance, it seems as if he really wants to betroth his daughter to someone.
Jasmine pinched the hem of her skirt and glanced at Edward first. The amazement in her eyes kept shining like little stars, and the shy look on her face was like red clouds. After all, few girls can refuse a young man like this, who is almost perfect for their aesthetics, with blond hair and blue eyes, and a graceful and noble temperament like a prince walking out of a painting.
But when she looked at Su Ming'an, the smile on her face became more real, as if she was seeing someone who made her feel more at ease.
She rubbed her hands on the table slightly, then took the initiative to sit on the side close to Su Ming'an, and lowered her head again.
"Hmph..." The clone heard Edward on the other side snort, cracking his knuckles, and it seemed that the fire could hardly be suppressed.
But the clone only paid attention to the mayor's room.
He saw that in addition to the same mahogany decoration as their room, there was also a red candle and a tablet on the table... Yes, there was a bright tablet in this living room, and the writing on it could no longer be read clearly. But these two tablets were placed directly in front of the table, as if they were watching the guests eat.
…
昘戅 has been read for a long time. "Ding dong!"
Suddenly, he heard another system prompt only for himself:
...something's wrong.
This was the first time that the clone heard such a prompt to increase his favorability, but this prompt did not appear when the mayor met with him.
厺厽 long read 厺厽. Does this mean that the mayor Mitchell, who has always seemed amiable and said he was like his long-lost son... actually had almost zero emotional fluctuations from beginning to end?
