The butcher lay quietly in the bathtub, submerging the hot water up to his neck. The water in the bathtub was completely dyed red with blood, and the color did not deepen any further, indicating that the butcher's blood was almost drained, but he did not Anger and despair, instead showed a look of relief and peace.
He said intermittently in a weak voice: "It's great... People in the world think that I have been cold-blooded and ruthless all my life... and a cruel executioner, but I actually prefer to use my ingenuity to design something... that way... The pleasure is really intoxicating. The graffiti on the paper was intentionally left by me, as was the mark on the door. I have been...waiting for an...intruder, or the arrival of a being like you who is destined to... You can solve the puzzle I gave you, and finally... come here, at the right time... just the right time, and send me to the endless hell. I don't resent you... because your ingenuity got mine. Recognition...even...above me. Well...I'm leaving. I want to leave this world decently and retain the last dignity of a gentleman...Can you...help me...straighten my glasses?"
The butcher has been breathing more out and less in. Due to Feng Yan's rude and barbaric behavior, the glasses on his face have fallen to the bottom of the bridge of his nose. One frame is on the bridge of his nose, and the other frame has been hung on his mouth, which looks a bit funny and very strange. Not dignified.
Feng Yan slowly sat down on the small bench again, shook his head ruthlessly and indifferently and said: "I'm sorry, I have never believed that 'a person's words are good even when he is about to die'. In my creed, there is only 'I must pull even if I die'. I don't know if you are such a person, but I have always believed in this creed when dealing with my enemies. I'm sorry, I can't help you complete anything you need my help when you are about to die, because I can't Once I know how deep the malice in your heart is, just like when you treat your boss in a shopping mall, I will never help you."
After Feng Yan said these words, the butcher suddenly roared angrily: "Yan Feng, you will go to hell, you will definitely, I will wait for you in hell, you devil!!!"
After saying that, the butcher lay face up to the sky and expired. His head slowly sank into the water, and his vital signs completely disappeared. Feng Yan, like a perverted murderer, held the [Dragon Teeth] like an animal and stabbed the butcher seven more times in the bathtub. Eight swords. Then he immediately tore off his cloak, threw it into the air handsomely, and shouted in an extremely confident voice: "The 57th extra-wall investigation, let's go!"
He saw the blue cloak floating in the air for a moment, and instantly transformed into a blue portal. Feng Yan began to silently recite 5 seconds in his heart. This was his agreement with Clem. When he recited the 4th second, the bathroom door suddenly It was opened, and a bald head with a black thread sewn into its mouth and a dead face stuck out from the door. The head's face was bloodless, and the sewn mouth was not a perfect seal. He opened his mouth slightly and stared. He had big eyes and smiled evilly at Feng Yan, but there was an expression of surprise on his face.
In just one second, Feng Yan felt a strong sense of suffocation. The intimidating power exuded by this bald head was extremely powerful and made people feel as cold as the bottom.
This should be the annoying bald head that Ronald introduced. It's really... so awesome.
The thoughts and sighs in Feng Yan's heart flashed like lightning.
Fortunately, one second was very short. Feng Yan jumped into the portal decisively. In an instant, Feng Yan and the portal disappeared into the bathroom together.
As if in the blink of an eye, Feng Yan was already at the place where he had just left. Next to him stood the dusty Clem. It seemed that he had done a good job in demolishing the corridor.
"Hey, boss, I'm back, Willy, are you okay?" Clem said affectionately to Ronald, who was not far away looking up at the dead leaves on the roadside, and to Willy, who was standing next to Ronald. Wonka said hello.
Ronald turned back, looked at Feng Yan and Clem and smiled: "My heroes, welcome to your triumphant return. Just now I have sensed that the butcher's aura has disappeared from this world, and he died miserably. Very good, Yanfeng...oh, of course, and you, Clem."
Clem took off his hat and said in salute: "This is the boss he should be. In fact, this guy did the most work. I only demolished a corridor."
Feng Yan walked up to Ronald and said, "How did you know that the butcher died miserably?"
Ronald: "I just communicated with a guy from [Sea of Dead Souls]. He told me that he just received the Butcher's soul and saw the 3 minutes before the Butcher's death."
Feng Yan: "[Sea of Dead Souls] has a neutral relationship with us. Can you know this information? [Corridor of Light] can also know it?"
Ronald sneered and said: "That's right, that would be great. I just want that old guy Sanders to know that this is what happens to me. If you kill one of my favorite generals, you will have to pay for it with blood."
Feng Yan thought to himself, you are really happy, buddy, I am completely at loggerheads with [Corridor of Light].
Regarding the fact that Feng Yan killed the NPC, he had thought about it before. The butcher here seemed to be the same NPC as Liu Chan before. It should be impossible to be killed or die by the player, but the identity of the butcher and Liu Chan were essentially different. Different, he is the clone of Sandoz. Super bosses like Sandoz and Ronald, although each has its own sense of existence on the surface, in theory, it can have unlimited clones.
If other players are matched with tasks that are exactly the same as Feng Yan's camp tasks, and there is no conflict, Sanders can immediately cultivate another clone and name it the Butcher, just like the first official copy that Feng Yan played. Like the dead boss, Ronald can also cultivate a clone called the boss again.
But Liu Chan is different. He is alone and unique, so he will never be wiped out by the system. If such a being dies in a player's copy, then it will be absolutely impossible for other players to match the information related to this NPC in the future. Now that the plot is over, this is unlikely, so Feng Yan felt that Liu Chan was definitely not dead and went to find out.
"Okay, leader, my mission has been completed perfectly. I can't wait to see what good things you have prepared for me."
Feng Yan shamelessly began to ask for rewards. In his opinion, integrity and shame were external possessions. If he couldn't let go, he would lose a lot of things, especially in the heartbeat field.
Ronald nodded and said: "Of course, you deserve this. You probably lack skills at the moment. I have a pretty good skill book here, and it's yours."
In fact, when he was in the wild desert, Feng Yan regretted not exchanging his prestige for a skill book before entering the dungeon. Strictly speaking, Feng Yan didn't have a single skill on his body. The only one was his character skill. Before entering the wild desert, he didn't feel that this was his shortcoming, because Feng Yan was a player who was good at digging deep into the dungeon and maximizing the use of the dungeon's own resources.
He can dig out information and resources that other players can't even imagine, and can't dig out at all, and even help, combine these things, and finally achieve the effect of giving the opponent a fatal blow.
But having no skills is still quite a disadvantage after all. As the level increases and the game progresses, more and more players have mastered more and more weird skills. At this time, if you don’t acquire some skills for self-defense, it will be easy. Roll over.
This was Feng Yan's true thoughts after the dungeon was released, but he was not in a hurry to redeem it with his prestige, because he learned from Liang Qiu that the map of the camp he was about to enter would release a mission, which was based on personal performance. The task of determining the final reward.
So Feng Yan was not in a hurry to redeem the skill book. He was betting that if he didn't have a skill book, the system would determine that this was his biggest disadvantage and give him priority in preparing skill book rewards.
He made the right bet.
