After cleaning up the infected monsters without eyes, Kyle shook his arms and continued to move forward. The light stick used as positioning coordinates could still last for an hour. As long as the time was allocated, he could explore a larger area.
In order not to be discovered, Kyle could only come to Rusty River to explore at night, which was no different from a social horror player exploring the wasteland alone. If the glow stick is used as a torch, and monsters will suddenly jump out from everywhere in the dark to attack, Kyle is now like playing a real-life version of Dark Dungeon, except for food, shovels, and herbs. I didn't bring anything like the master key or holy water.
"Keep walking, we can advance for at least twenty minutes."
In the dead silence, no one answered Kyle's words, only the monster staring at him in the dark.
Unlike walking along the incredibly dark river, I saw a collapsed building. Brick walls and various furniture formed a fortress-like area, and the ground was already damp and sticky. It becomes uneven and it is easy to trip over it in the dark.
However, what surprised Kyle even more was that there seemed to be a burst of light right in front of the ruins. By sneaking behind a collapsed brick wall, he actually saw several people wearing clothes near the black river. The people in black cloaks were carrying a lamp with an alien crystal inside.
This time...
What do these people want to do here?
This group of people blocked the only way forward, and Kyle could only watch their actions and think about what they wanted to do. However, after a while, a unique smell wafted along with the damp breath of the Rusty River, a smell like some kind of decayed thing reappeared in the world, but they should not have appeared again.
"These people...they are actually digging graves!"
The men in black raincoats wielded shovels and worked hard to pry up the dilapidated coffin boards. What was inside was not the corpse of an ordinary person, but the corpse of a monster generated by high pollution, or even a dead laborer mutated from a human. !
Are these corpses of dead things part of the Dark Archmage? Could it be that if you collect enough corpses, you can summon the dragon? Normally, graves are dug for funerary objects, or fresh corpses are used for various experiments.
However, the coffins they dug up now are filled with highly polluted 'garbage' that must be buried. Even if the evil species and death slaves have completely lost their lives, their remains can still infect those who are close to them with evil spirits. .
"Is it possible that they are playing 'gravedigger'?"
Kyle couldn't understand why they were collecting these "nuclear waste"-like debris, but it could be seen from their equipment that these guys were definitely not little thieves, but well-prepared thieves. Corpse man.
The black raincoat holding the heterogonal crystal miner's lamp seemed to be the leader of the team, commanding the other black raincoats under his hands to speed up the excavation. After digging out the coffin buried deep under the river bed, they smashed the coffin boards. The corpses of the monsters inside were loaded into a delivery truck.
After loading a delivery truck, the car will leave here immediately, and the black raincoats continue to load the next car, just like workers screwing screws in a factory. The process of digging and filling the coffins is already fast. They are the same as skilled craftsmen, the only difference is that they are definitely doing bad things.
Kyle put away the glow stick and shackles, and silently gradually approached them, intending to investigate their identities, or to find out the identity of their sponsors.
"*Civildis*! This smell is really strong! It's so disgusting."
"You're complaining, you want to die so loudly. You can get so much money just by digging these things once. If you are unwilling, give me the opportunity."
"Get out of here, will my complaint bother you?"
"What do you know! Although the reapers usually don't appear at this time, we can't take it lightly."
The leader of the black raincoat kicked the two men who were running away, as if he was dissatisfied that they were talking while they were digging graves.
"We have finished digging here. We still have to dig south. It seems that a few more of those poor people have died. You two need to be smarter. If the reapers come back, we will all die."
Reaper? Is she the woman with the chainsaw? Kyle, who was unable to confirm the information, continued to squat in the shadows and listen to the conversation between them. The only thing that was certain now was that these guys actually sold the bodies of the buried evil spirits for money. I never thought that monster corpses could become a business.
Kyle, who was about to continue listening, suddenly realized that his time was almost up. If the glow sticks and corresponding markers on his return journey were buried by the Rusty River, his return journey would be a lot more tortuous. Although he felt a pity in his heart, Kyle, who understood the seriousness of the matter, slowly embarked on the return journey.
But at this moment, a sudden voice sounded in the Rusty River.
"What the hell are you doing! That's what we buried in death!"
"Corpse snatchers! It's you again! The dead bodies are not your profit-making tools!"
Loud shouts came from behind Kyle, and they sounded like two children. Looking back, they were really two children covered in mud. Their long hair was stained with the mud of the Rust River. The clothes they were wearing were also old-style children's clothes. They were actually waving a handful as tall as her. Such a tall shovel rushed over.
It's two little girls... But why are there two children here in Rusty River? And it was obvious from their appearance that they were infected with madness, otherwise they would not have been able to lift the heavy shovels and shovels.
By the way, time for return trip...
"Are you kidding? It turns out it's the two brats around the reaper. Didn't she teach you not to go out casually when the adults are not around?"
Black Raincoat, who was holding an isorbite miner's lamp in his hand, took out a stun baton with flashing electric light. Facing a child much smaller than himself, this guy still hit him without hesitation.
"Uhhhhhh-"
The child who was electrocuted let out an astonishing scream, but still grabbed the black raincoat tightly, and then swung the shovel out with all his strength.
Black Raincoat, who was already on guard, grabbed the child's wrist, snatched the shovel from her hand, and threw her aside.
"Hmph! These two damn brats are obviously on the verge of becoming death servants and are looking for death."
Two men in black raincoats at the back immediately took out hemp ropes and tied them up, then quickly threw them into the truck, mixing them with the corpses of the dead soldiers.
"Just ship it back like this. Those people will probably like this gift."
The moment the truck started, a black figure jumped up from behind them, flew to the truck and fished out the two children.
The black raincoats were shocked. No one noticed that there was a person hiding behind the brick wall less than five meters away. There are still two sharp corners on the top of the gas mask on this person's face, and there is a long black cloak trailing behind him, like--
"Bat! Bat!"
