[Silver Star Ranking:
No.1 Anonymous: 10
No.2 Edward: 6
No.3 Anonymous: 5
No.4 Mizushima Kawakora: 5 pieces
No.5 Aland: 5 pieces
No.6 Anonymous: 4
No.7 Anonymous (you): 4 stars
No.8 Bonnie: 3 pieces
No.9 Agnes: 3 pieces
No.10 Noel: 2 pieces
...]
On the way back, Su Mingan took the time to look at the Silver Star rankings.
The first place's 10 Silver Star results are truly remarkable.
From the elimination method, this person is not Noel, nor Edward, nor Mizushima Kawakora, so it can only be Su Lin, or a dark horse at the top of the list.
In the first fifteen days, the dungeon only required them to collect twelve silver stars. It was only the dawn of the third day, and the number of people in the dungeon was almost half, indicating that the time given was very loose. The difficulty of the dungeon was mainly reflected in the dungeon. In the life and death competition.
After all, in the Nine Gods Ghost dungeon just now, ten players died on the farm, accounting for one-tenth of all contestants. Logically speaking, the number of deaths in that copy should not be so high. It was Su Ming'an's power reversal and Chief Feng's interference that caused the death toll to increase significantly.
He carried Xi Boer on his back and walked back to the gathering place in the morning.
People at the gathering place had already gotten up. As soon as he walked into the open space, the old woman and Teacher Fang immediately greeted him. Behind them, people were packing their luggage as they prepared to leave.
That silly big man, Chang Sheng, was running around with a smile on his face, carrying an axe, causing other people to complain.
"Oh, what's going on?" The old woman immediately took over the unconscious Siboer, and she noticed the black lines lurking on Siboer's body.
She knew that this was a sign that the curse was about to break out. Her son Changsheng also had similar marks on his body.
"Sissi...is the curse still going to break out?" Seeing this, Teacher Fang frowned:
"——Adventurer, why do you want to go out at night? You clearly know that it is dangerous, why can't you choose a festival during the day?"
She looked at Su Ming'an, who was covered in grass and leaves, with blood and dirt on his trousers, and noticed that he had the same pale face and faint dark circles under his eyes, and found that he was also in a bad state.
In this world full of curses and strange auras, he trudged all the way and accidentally entered the black wall full of malice. He was in a state of tension all night.
Seeing Su Ming'an like this, Teacher Fang's originally angry tone became lighter, but it was still accusatory: "I clearly...when I first met you, I asked you to take good care of Sissi and let her remain. Life is not so hard. But you still drag her out at night..."
"'Sibur's remaining days'." Su Mingan said: "Does this define her ending?"
He didn't look at Teacher Fang again.
What Teacher Fang said is correct under normal circumstances. But not everyone is willing to wait for death to gain that tiny sense of stability before death.
Not to mention, Xiboer clearly still harbors the ambition of becoming a god. After she accurately dissected Meiyatu and revealed the hidden secrets of the farm, Su Mingan had already realized the horror of her.
He looked at the unconscious Xi Boer. Her pale face was shrunk in the fiery red robe. There were faint black lines trembling on her face, which were the strange movements of the curse.
It is this kind of thing that causes most tragedies in this world.
The old woman is checking on her condition.
"Her condition is such that she can no longer go to the purification chamber by herself. Now she can only let her blood relatives share the curse on her, just like Chang Sheng and I did. Where is this child and her blood relatives? Are they nearby?" the old woman asked .
Teacher Fang was silent.
"Is there any other way?" Su Mingan asked.
The old woman thought for a moment and said with a wry smile: "The only way...the First Tribe may have some treasures to suppress the curse, but these things are extremely precious, how could they be given to people like us..."
For the sleeping girl in her arms, she had only one meaning - there was no hope.
Behind her, there were the cheers of Chang Sheng and the sound of men and women yawning and moving around. This simple gathering place was so noisy that it made people frown.
The slum-like chaos is displayed in front of our eyes in an extremely intuitive way.
Even if someone saw Siboer in danger, they would only take a glance. This kind of life and death matter has become too common for them. Rather than caring about her life or death, they were more concerned about whether her death would pollute the environment in which they lived.
...There is only indifference, numbness and emptiness in their eyes.
"Let's set off first." Su Mingan looked away and made a decision immediately. This place is not far from the first tribe, and Siboer should be able to hold on for a while.
The old woman nodded and immediately called those people to prepare to leave.
When leaving, Su Mingan saw Yamada Machichi walking behind the team, his head lowered, as if playing with his fingers. This person's Lolita dress changed again today, and it looked green even in the forest.
"Where's Lu Shu?" Su Ming'an asked.
"He left." Yamada Machi raised his eyelids, revealing his eyes that were as dull as ever: "He left last night. I heard the movement in the house next door."
"Really..." Su Mingan said.
He guessed that Lu Shu was looking for the soul stone.
After all, Lu Shu was thrown away for such a reason last night, even he would want to fight for it.
But, on a night like that... Lu Shu dared to go out at night without protection?
I really don’t know whether I should call Lu Shu brave or reckless. Let’s hope he doesn’t die from the curse like Margaret did.
…
They moved on and reached the first tribe at noon.
The first tribe was said to be a tribe, but its scale shocked Su Ming'an and others - what appeared in front of them was clearly an area like a small town. Its house number also has the word "Ji Zhen" written on it, and it has actually become a town on its own.
The large stone brick wall erected in front of them, the moat outside the wall, and the well-equipped guards at the door all showed a completely different level from the primitive tribes. Su Mingan even saw arrow towers and artillery-like things on the wall.
As the grand succession ceremony was approaching, a long line of people lined up at the gate of the wall. They were all people who came from various tribes to participate in the ceremony.
Su Mingan saw the shiny armor on the guards at the door, as well as their vaguely padded cotton coats. Their sophistication in equipment is in stark contrast to the old women, who are sallow and skinny and wear single clothes.
...It seems that no matter where in the world there are, there will be gaps between classes and rich and poor. Even in this cursed world where everyone is in danger, there will be oppressors and oppressed.
The difference between the first tribe and people in small gathering places like them is completely the difference between heaven and earth.
However, at least in the face of the curse, everyone is equal, and no one can escape the fate of death.
...Perhaps, this can be regarded as a sad consolation for this injustice.
"--stop!"
As they reached the line, the guard stopped the old woman.
He regarded them for a moment, disgust evident on his face.
"The succession ceremony is sacred. Beggars are not welcome here, nor are those whose curse is on the verge of breaking out." He pointed at the black line of the curse revealed by them, and waved his hands as if to ward off flies: "Go quickly, go! Don't block it. Get on the road!"
As soon as they heard that the curse was on the verge of breaking out, the other people in line immediately dispersed, leaving a large area around them to avoid them as if they were hiding from garbage.
The old lady Gu rubbed her hands, her face a little confused.
In the somewhat cold wind, the silver threads in her black hair glowed with a fragile light.
"But, I heard that the kind-hearted adults of the First Tribe will distribute some relief items to those of us who can't survive...especially on such an important day." She said indifferently: "I beg you. Please, young man, can you... give us people some living supplies."
She couldn't go back because the food in the gathering place was almost exhausted.
Before, she also went to those large tribes to beg everywhere to get back some survival resources.
"Let's go! Let's go!" The guard didn't care whether they would starve to death or not. His sympathy had been worn away in his daily life.
However, when driving these people away, he saw the leader Kasha who was following Yamada Machichi.
"By the way, the leader and her adventurers can enter. As for you, you still have to leave. The First Tribe will never let a group of people on the verge of breaking out of the curse come in." The guard pointed at Kaisha.
The old woman whispered to the others for a while, and finally she stood up.
"Then... let me in." She said, "They will find a place to live outside and will not go in."
The guard looked at the old woman and found that there was indeed no trace of the curse on her body, and nodded.
When it was Su Mingan's turn, as expected, he was stopped.
"This person can't enter either." The guard pointed at Siboer on his back. The curse marks on her face were obvious.
Since Sibor had been expelled from the First Tribe several years ago, no one recognized her at this time.
Su Ming'an now has many ways to obtain privileges. Whether it is the relationship with the chief, the black lamb authority bracelet, or the raven, he should be able to bring people in.
Considering the meaning of the raven, he decided to reveal the black lamb bracelet first.
"I..." He raised his hand.
"——Wait a minute." A crisp call suddenly came from inside the fence.
A dignified girl in a long skirt came from inside the wall.
She has beautiful, waterfall-like blond hair, a light step, and the unique rhythm of her upper body. Her fair skin is almost transparent under the light, and her whole person is as eye-catching as the snow lotus on the top of the mountain.
When they saw her, several people around her looked surprised. After all, her appearance was indeed heart-warming, and she also had a unique temperament like a saint. Among the sallow and skinny crowd, she was like a shining pearl.
It is worth mentioning that even Yamada Machichi's eyes were slightly straightened, and his face was strangely blushing.
Behind the girl in the white dress were two guards with equally extraordinary aura. One person is a heroic woman with brown hair, brown pupils, and a high ponytail hanging neatly on the back of her head.
The other person is a handsome young man, wearing exquisite silver-white armor, with eyes as green as amber, and the hilt of the sword is slightly hanging, as if he can draw the sword at any time.
When he saw the knight-like young man behind the girl, Su Mingan's eyes were dazed for a moment, but he soon recovered.
...It's just like.
"——Welcome, Mr. Hiroli." Seeing this, the guard at the door bowed to the girl.
This girl should have the status of a sacrificial saint in the tribe, and her status is very high.
When she looked up and saw Su Ming'an, she suddenly smiled and suddenly stretched out her hand and pointed at him.
"This is the guest invited by the young patriarch, let him come in." She smiled.
Her smile was a bit dazzling, maybe because of some divine influence.
"But, this one on his back is a person whose curse is on the verge of breaking out..." The guard pointed at Xi Boer behind Su Ming'an.
"It doesn't matter, please invite this girl in too." Zhou Lili said: "The First Tribe has tools to suppress the curse, so there is no need to worry about her condition."
The words of the day calendar seem very useful here. The guard stopped blocking and let Su Mingan walk in.
When he walked in, Su Mingan felt a little strange - after all, the chief had previously banned Xi Boer from entering. But this day calendar took the initiative to let people go...
After letting Su Ming'an in, Zhou Lili also brought in the old woman and other people whose curse was on the verge of breaking out. She specially arranged houses for them in the outer city, and then took Su Ming'an directly into the inner city.
… She seemed like a good, kind person.
While walking, Su Mingan discovered that this diurnal saint was very prestigious, and people passing by saluted her and said hello.
She led him to the tallest stone building in the center. Su Ming'an tried to talk to her, but she kept her Mona Lisa smile, as if she was not prepared to communicate with him.
The only thing she said before leaving.
[Don't leave this room at will, just wait patiently. 】
As soon as Su Mingan heard this, he knew that he must leave the room.
In this kind of dungeon, just waiting is definitely not a good option. Only by committing suicide everywhere can you have a chance to discover clues. As soon as Zhou Lili left, he decisively went out.
This should be where the leadership of the first tribe lived, just like the room where Qin Wang lived at that time. Logically speaking, this kind of place would strictly prohibit outsiders from entering.
He opened the door. There was no one outside, just a long corridor.
The building was eerily quiet, with only the crisp echo of his steps. The lights on both sides were not bright, making it reminiscent of a gloomy treasure house.
Suddenly, a red circle appeared in his field of vision - this was a hint of clue insight.
He followed this prompt and went downstairs, stopping in front of a stone wall.
There should be a dark room here, but the entrance is sealed.
...Looks like I found it.
He suddenly flew up with a kick.
"Wow..." A slight sound of water sounded, and an impact force came from the water boots on his feet, rushing out in the direction of his kick.
Then, a loud noise appeared——
"boom--!"
The destructive power of the [Stab] skill is instantly revealed.
Although the strength value is not high, it will not cause high damage to people, but it is extremely effective against buildings. With the sound of bricks collapsing and dust flying up, he actually kicked the wall in front of him forcefully.
The lights inside the wall were dim, the bricks and tiles glowed with a strange blue color, and the air was filled with a thick smell of blood, rushing toward his nose after the wall collapsed.
...This seems to be a place like an underground darkroom.
He went down the spiral stone staircase, the smell of burnt rice lingering around him. The scene in front of him became darker and darker, and he seemed to see twisted and ferocious shadows.
He held on to the slippery wall and walked all the way down to the bottom.
Nothing can be seen at the bottom. He called out to Ah Du and turned on his watch.
He continued to move forward, observing the surroundings carefully along the light, but suddenly he stepped on something.
"..."
He flipped his wrist down and the aperture moved.
The light shines on the corpse below.
