After listening to the information given by Wendys, Jiang Linxian nodded.
"You should rest first." After Jiang Linxian finished speaking, he turned and left Wendy's room.
It is impossible to say that you are not curious about appearing in the portal.
But there is no need for Jiang Linxian to take risks and actively explore.
After all, in the chaotic world, there are many humans who are stronger than him.
For example, Ji Ningxue, whom she met for the first time, was already at the Dream Demon level when Jiang Linxian participated in the novice copy.
Although it will be difficult to improve later, at least she can go faster and further than Jiang Linxian.
Therefore, Jiang Linxian felt that there was no need to think too much about the portal.
After all, there is not much information about the portal that appears in plane fusion, and Wendys can't get more important clues here.
So let it go for now.
If you really need it, it's never too late to go.
Go back to the room and rest.
Early the next morning, after eating Wendy's breakfast, Jiang Linxian went to Mrs. Hu's Happy Apartment to communicate as usual, and then went to Guai Hospital to learn medical skills. The rest of the time, he went to a convenience store to check the customer flow.
After several days of this, Jiang Linxian felt very satisfied with his life.
It would be ideal if such days could last, but Jiang Linxian knew in his heart that it would be difficult to last.
After all, after a few days of rest, he would participate in the dungeon again.
During the few days of rest, Jiang Linxian originally wanted to share the copy information with Li Yuan and others, but none of them came back, so Jiang Linxian could only give up the idea.
There were still a few days to rest, but the notification sound from the dungeon suddenly came over, directly sending Jiang Linxian, who was confused, into the dungeon.
【Ding! Open the emergency copy! 】
[Introduction: This copy is a special copy with an unknown name, unknown number of participants, unknown player identities, unknown difficulty, and ending time... unknown. 】
[Task requirement: Survive! 】
"Ahem..."
"Cough cough cough..."
"cough......"
The violent coughing sound made Jiang Linxian's lungs about to explode.
He was like a long-time smoker who had been smoking for decades, feeling that his lungs were heavily polluted.
Every breath he took seemed very difficult.
At this time, he slowly opened his dry eyes and stared blankly at the dirty ceiling.
After the coughing stopped, he took a few breaths.
He put his hands on the old iron bed and tried to sit up, but it was obvious that he failed.
Jiang Linxian was very confused as to why another temporary copy suddenly appeared before the rest time was over.
If you have to do this a few more times, how can you still play?
No rest, right?
Jiang Linxian lay on the bed, stretched out his arms, and glanced at the clothes on his body.
It was a dirty white shirt that was wrinkled and had a few holes in the sleeves.
Black shorts are also inappropriate.
All in all, they were very shabby clothes.
But compared to these clothes, Jiang Linxian was more concerned about his physical condition.
As soon as he entered the dungeon and opened his eyes, he couldn't stop coughing, as if he was in the late stages of tuberculosis.
I finally regained my composure, but after a while, I started coughing again.
Now he doesn't even have the energy to sit up properly.
"This copy seems to have weakened my body." Jiang Linxian thought in his mind, and he turned his head and looked around the room.
The architectural style is neither ancient nor modern. It has a retro British style, which is very similar to the architectural type of Dras Castle.
The surrounding walls are very old, indicating the age of this house.
The vermilion door of the room is very new and is incompatible with the overall style of the room. It is obvious that this door is
New door replaced.
The room he was in now didn't have a window.
In addition to an old iron bed, there was a desk with a rotten top, a rickety chair that was about to fall apart, and a wardrobe without a wardrobe door.
If Jiang Linxian hadn't owned the night boy, it would have been difficult to see clearly what was going on in the room.
The current situation is very bad for him.
The system inventory is completely locked and cannot be used.
But the only good thing is that his skills can still be used.
Especially when he was so "seriously ill", the Ghost Emperor's Internal Canon was still working slowly to repair his "cough" disease.
Moreover, his obsessive-compulsive disorder is currently under complete control, otherwise life would be worse than death.
"Cough cough cough..."
After coughing a few more times, Jiang Linxian tried to turn over.
In the end, his action ended in failure.
Now Jiang Linxian was on the iron bed, just like a seriously ill patient entering the ICU, who could die anytime and anywhere.
If he hadn't possessed the Ghost Emperor's Internal Canon, he would probably have had a hard time surviving.
However, the Ghost Emperor's Inner Canon seems to be greatly restricted here, making it difficult to bring it into play.
Moreover, the ghost energy in his body had become very thin due to the severe disease.
Currently it can only act through physical force.
Even Zijin's kidneys have stopped functioning at this moment and have no use. They can only solve the problem through their own brute force.
After resting for an hour, a bell rang outside the room.
Jiang Linxian's cough eased a lot.
Under the influence of the Ghost Emperor's Internal Canon, there was more ghost energy in his body.
The current ghost power made Jiang Linxian feel like he was back in the novice copy of Dras Castle.
However, when he was in Dras Castle, he still had at least one weapon with the Bloody Ghost Stick that he could use. Now his inventory is locked and he can't even take out a single weapon.
Slowly pushing himself up, Jiang Linxian was finally able to sit up with difficulty.
After taking a few breaths again, he slowly stood up and walked towards the vermilion door.
Dragging his seriously ill body, he arrived at the back of the vermilion gate.
Twist the handle and push the door open.
The noisy sound suddenly reached his ears.
Outside the room is a living room.
The news is playing on the old TV set in the living room.
A gray sofa lay across the living room, with a bald and fat man sitting on it.
At this moment, this fat man was sitting on the sofa watching TV with his back to Jiang Linxian.
It seemed that he was still chewing some food in his mouth, making the sound of bones breaking.
"How good is the sound insulation effect of this room?" Jiang Linxian was a little confused.
The TV news was playing in the living room outside the room. The sound was so loud that no sound came through.
It was only when he opened the door that he heard these noises.
When Jiang Linxian was wondering, the fat man sitting on the sofa and watching TV suddenly turned his head 180 degrees and looked at Jiang Linxian, who was holding on to the door frame and breathing heavily.
[An app that has been running stably for many years, comparable to the old book-chasing tool, used by all old bookworms.
Seeing this made Jiang Linxian feel sick and his fingers trembled slightly.
"You look very weak. Would you like my brother to help you go to bed and rest." The ghost spoke and got off the sofa.
Only then did Jiang Linxian see his whole body clearly.
This ghost has no legs at all.
To be more precise, he only has the upper body.
The loose fat was squeezed on the wooden floor, trembling.
Fortunately, he has a pair of thin and long hands, otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to feed food into his mouth.
"No need." Jiang Linxian refused on the spot.
The fat ghost immediately stopped where he was, and then sat back on the sofa: "Brother, if you are hungry and need something to eat, you can call me."
"I only ate a little bit of this bucket of food." The ghost who called himself his brother raised the big red bucket and said generously.
The red vat was filled with black blood, and what was soaked in it were the remains of severed arms.
There is also a bunch of slender black hair floating on the top.
Jiang Linxian closed the vermilion door without thinking.
It was obvious that the ghost outside was a complete monster.
But...why does he call him brother?
Dragging his tired body, Jiang Linxian came to the desk.
There is a notebook on it, and something seems to be recorded in it.
Jiang Linxian opened the first page of his notebook.
The handwriting inside was so scrawled that Jiang Linxian couldn't understand what was written.
This is true for several pages in a row.
This made Jiang Linxian very depressed.
The attending doctor's handwriting was better than his.
Jiang Linxian was so angry that he coughed several times in succession.
Opening the drawer, there was a pair of slender scissors inside.
Jiang Linxian picked it up without thinking and hid it in his sleeve.
He breathed a sigh of relief and lay back on the bed again.
After lying down, Jiang Linxian began to think about how to spend this instance next.
This emergency copy appears out of the blue with no name, no time limit, and no information.
The key problem is that after he entered the dungeon, he directly became a seriously ill patient, his inventory was locked, and the golden runes on the back of his hands had no effect.
It's really a hell of a start.
Even worse than the Sea of Chaos.
The behemoth outside now is his brother, and he doesn't seem to be a threat at the moment.
But now he doesn't have much contact with it, so he doesn't know its nature yet.
The best way now is to wait slowly, after all, his Ghost Emperor's Internal Canon is slowly restoring the body's functions.
If he was given another day, he might be able to return to a state similar to that of an ordinary person.
So the biggest variable at the moment is that the monster outside doesn't come in.
After resting for an hour, there was a knock on Jiang Linxian's door.
Winter winter winter!
!
"Brother, are you still resting?"
"Do you need something to eat?"
"Brother, I can't finish eating. Let me give it to you."
The monster claiming to be brother knocked on the door and said.
Jiang Linxian frowned instantly.
Isn't this vermilion door supposed to be very soundproof?
I can't hear the sound from the TV in the living room, but I can hear my brother's voice clearly?
Jiang Linxian wanted to speak, but when he thought of this, he felt something was wrong, and finally endured it.
The words that came to his lips were swallowed directly by him.
"Brother, please open the door quickly."
"You are very sick. You can't do it without eating. Mom will punish me when she comes back and sees you." The monster outside the room continued.
"Open the door. Brother will bring the food in and feed you personally." The brother outside the door said very kindly.
When Jiang Linxian heard this, he looked at the vermilion gate with great vigilance.
The ghost outside the door is really a good brother, and he actually wants to feed his younger brother himself.
It’s just that my brother is not blessed to endure it.
Winter winter winter!
!
"Brother, open the door quickly, brother will give you something to eat."
"younger brother!"
"younger brother!
! "
The knocking on the door became more and more urgent. Outside the door, the ghost who claimed to be his brother seemed to be getting very close and uneasy.
"Mom... is coming back. Brother, please open the door quickly. If you don't eat, mom will blame me."
Jiang Linxian was indifferent. At present, it seemed that this brother could not open the door to the room.
But what kind of ghost is the mother he talks about?
As time went on, my brother's voice became sharper and the frequency of hitting the vermilion door became higher and higher.
Jiang Linxian secretly thought that the door was of good quality, otherwise the monster would definitely have entered the room.
At the same time, the scissors in his hand were squeezed tightly.
Katcha!
Outside the living room, a very clear sound of unlocking sounded from outside the room.
My brother's knocking on the door and screaming also stopped abruptly at this moment.
Everything seems to have calmed down.
The crisp sound of unlocking the door should be what the monster who calls himself brother said is that his mother is back.
However, Jiang Linxian only heard the sound of the door opening and then heard no more sounds.
At this time, Jiang Linxian was wondering if the sounds he heard just now were all auditory hallucinations.
In the quiet room, the only sound I could hear now was my own breathing.
Again an hour passed.
The brother's voice outside the door did not come out again.
Jiang Linxian finally felt relieved.
It appears to be safe now.
I don't know how long it took, but Jiang Linxian has been treating physical diseases through the Ghost Emperor's Internal Canon.
After several hours of hard work, the severe coughing almost no longer occurs.
Only the occasional light cough.
My groggy head felt much better.
His body no longer felt as heavy as before, and his body seemed to have become much lighter.
This should be the influence of ghost energy in the body.
For Jiang Linxian, this is good news.
While I was happy, the red door of the room was suddenly opened from the outside.
Jiang Linxian's eyes shrank instantly and he stared at the door.
Standing at the door of the room was an ordinary middle-aged woman.
She opened the door, glanced at Jiang Linxian, and asked, "Are you feeling better?"
Jiang Linxian didn't speak. He didn't know whether he should say yes or no.
"It looks like it's still not good." The female ghost couldn't help but sigh when she saw that Jiang Linxian didn't speak.
"It's all because of your mother's fault. The family has no money, otherwise I would have taken you to a big hospital for treatment." The female ghost shed tears as she spoke.
Jiang Linxian was confused by this scene.
What kind of drama is this?
Also, just now he remembered that the door to Zhu Hong's room was locked, so even the monster brother couldn't get in.
How could this ghost who called herself mother open the door so easily?
"Aren't you going to remind me?" Jiang Linxian asked in his mind.
As a result, there was no response at all to his question.
It seems that this smart prompt is restricted by something.
Jiang Linxian thought.
"Jiang Linxian, get up and eat." The female ghost wiped the tears from her eyes and asked, "Would you like me to come in and help you?"
"No need." Jiang Linxian stood up slowly.
He felt being supported by a terrifying female ghost, which was even scarier than walking out of the room slowly by himself.
