Chapter 330: Monster Nest Island

The church's weird nest was bustling at three in the morning.

After Xu Zhiyan arranged the newcomers, he went to look for ghosts and gods, and asked the clown about recovering from his internal injuries; Dou Hongshan was muttering to himself while trying to stimulate the growth of tomorrow's food in the flowerpot; Xiao Cuigu was busy running around bringing more wool.

After nailing the bed board, Jiang Huaique crossed his arms, frowned and looked around.

“…So many people?”

He muttered to himself, feeling more and more uneasy.

Geng Yu and Yu Jiantong were the first players to arrive here, followed by Lin Ju and Zhou Deyi. Now the three clowns have also settled in. A total of 18 people entered this dungeon, half of which were in the church monster nest. Excluding the two players who died at the beginning and Mu Feng and Tang Run who took Xu Xiaohua away, there should be four players left.

There are too few living people left, and the probability of Cen Jinyue finding this place has greatly increased.

Silently glanced at the stone statue squatting in the hall.

Jiang Huai Que couldn't help but worry.

Suddenly, a shocked cry came from the corner where the ball of yarn was being knitted into a scarf.

The unusual sound called Jiang Huaique back to his senses. He could not help but walk to the corner, intending to find out what was going on. When the clown passed by just now, the four people knitting scarves next to him seemed to have been poisoned and did not dare to make a sound.

...Actually, it was a wrong decision to let the clown knit a scarf.

Perhaps because he was thin-skinned, this silent man started to emit low pressure from the moment he picked up the knitting needles. Even though he was injured, his personal ability was there, and Geng Yu started to tremble while sitting there.

You have to know that Geng Yu is currently the fastest learner of scarf making. He is not lazy, has great talent and is very likable. For this reason, Jiang Huaique was still hesitant as to whether to separate the few people.

Before he got close, he heard a strange and funny sound.

"How about it! I can knit faster than you without using my hands!"

Four people were sitting on small stools next to a pile of wool, all staring at the clown in amazement - the clown mask hanging on his wrist.

The mask opened its mouth and swung out two tongues that rolled up the knitting needles...

A shadow passed by, and when it stopped, the scarf was woven into a section as wide as a palm, with extraordinary efficiency.

The other people had different expressions.

Yu Jiantong and Geng Yu had looks of admiration on their faces, their mouths opened so wide that two eggs could almost fit in. Lin Ju also stared with eyes wide open and clapped his hands. Zhou Deyi had a complicated expression, as if he was doubting his life.

Only the clown himself turned even paler, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and it was unclear whether he was nervous or embarrassed.

The mask performance made him feel very uncomfortable. He wanted to stand up and leave several times, but he had to sit down again because he promised to knit a scarf in exchange for the potion. He didn't know where to put his hands.

The complete opposite of this is the strange face.

Because it is often silenced, it has not received applause for a long time, so the performance is particularly enthusiastic.

"Thank you, thank you! If everyone applauds a little more, I can perform something else! Even if I am blindfolded, I can continue to knit a scarf!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Geng Yu began to clap his hands.

“Pah pah pah pah——”

“Awesome!”

The clown was out of tune with the lively atmosphere. The audience in the live broadcast room had never seen such a scene before and they were laughing so hard that they were looking for their heads on the ground.

[Hahahahahaha help]

【Sheniu Mask and its Socially Horrible Owner.avi】

[Hahahaha I almost fainted from laughing. I didn’t expect that Ugly Brother would knit a scarf like this before I clicked in.]

[It’s so funny. I thought the Ugly Emperor would take back the mask. ]

[No, he can't, because just now the male mother demonstrated how to knit a scarf, and the ugly brother didn't learn anything after watching it, hahahaha. ]

[Hahahahaha, if he ever learns it, there won’t be any problem with the mask! ]

[Help me, what is this contrast, hahahaha]

[Tell me thank you Xiao Baiwan. If it weren’t for him, I would never have seen Chou Ge knitting a scarf in my life, hahahaha. ]

The scene was so funny that even Jiang Huaiqie couldn't help laughing out loud.

After watching the mask knitting scarf and mask knitting gloves for a while, he finally calmed down, walked forward, coughed lightly and said: "Since the mask can be knitted, let's knit the mask."

“Pah—”

A yellow duck backpack was thrown into the clown's arms, and Jiang Huai Que pointed to the wooden bed next to him.

The clown is still injured, so it would be great if there was a place for him to move the props, otherwise it would disturb other people and make them stop working.

The relocation indirectly "saved" the Joker.

After moving to an independent space, he put the mask on his wrist aside and let the props weave a scarf by itself. He finally felt relieved from the embarrassing situation and returned to his original cool appearance.

Jiang Huai Que lowered his head and glanced at the game panel.

"Xu Zhiyan said that the owner of the monster nest can heal your internal injuries, but you have to go down there yourself."

Seeing the clown was slightly stunned, he waved his hand and said, "There is an altar in the basement of the church. The devil statue will take you there. We can talk about knitting the scarf when we come back."

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Eighty million points make krypton gold to change destiny and the ideal country completely opposite. No one knows when Cen Jinyue will come to kill him. The clown is the most powerful guy here. Of course, the sooner he recovers, the better.

Watch the clown leave.

Jiang Huaique was in a better mood. When he passed by the other four people, he didn't say anything harsh, but just glanced at them coldly.

"If I can't weave well, I won't have anything to eat tomorrow."

“…”

The four of them looked at each other, then lowered their heads and continued knitting the scarves.

“Squeak—”

There was another faint sound coming from the door.

Jiang Huaique looked over and found that a half-human-tall stone statue of a little devil had appeared.

It was dejected, and seeing Jiang Huai Que's curious face, it took out the remaining leaflets from its mouth and gestured wildly, as if it wanted to tell him something.

It’s a pity that humans and little monsters can’t be synchronized.

In the end, it was Xiaokuigu who came over and talked for a long time before he understood what the other party meant.

[It said that there were only three humans left on the island, but two of them ran very fast and it could not catch up with them, and the other one was followed by a powerful monster, so it did not dare to approach.]

Finally, Xiao Ke Gu added some speculation.

[The ones who run fast should be Tang Run and Mu Feng.]

As for that powerful monster...it didn't quite understand.

This news instantly brought Jiang Huaique's good mood to the bottom.

If there are only three living people left on the island, it means that the remaining four players are likely to have all died. As for the person left alone... there is no doubt that it must be Cen Jinyue.

The other side killed all the players wandering outside, and this is the only place left.

Although Xu Zhiyan said that the owner of the monster nest in the church was very powerful and there was no need to worry, Jiang Huaique and others had more or less come into contact with monster nests on the road and understood that the owner of the monster nest would be killed.

Looking at the crumbling roof of the church, he began to wonder what would happen if the owner of the church's monster nest could not withstand Cen Jinyue's attack...

…

Underground altar.

The ghosts and gods didn't expect Xu Zhiyan to come back so early.

"I thought you wouldn't be coming back today."

There was a hint of joy in his calm tone, and coupled with the handsome face of the ascetic priest, Xu Zhiyan's breath was held.

Damn it, why do you talk like he's a scumbag!

Shaking his head to get rid of the strange thoughts, Xu Zhiyan strode forward, slumped down on the stool, and went straight to the point.

"I took a sum of money from the Utopia. I may have to fight against them next. Cen Jinyue will know about this sooner or later. I plan to heal the clown's injuries first."

There are no supplies in this copy, and the Joker's internal injuries will take three to five days to heal.

When he was chatting with Dou Hongshan just now, the other party also stated directly that their biggest need was to cure the clown and then find a way to kill Cen Jinyue. They did not plan to stay here for long and would not share more information.

Taking money is one thing, killing someone is another.

Xu Zhiyan didn't really want to directly participate in the murder plan, but the situation was looming towards a fight to the death, so he had to make plans early.

"I'll provide a little help, and the rest they say they can handle themselves," he said.

The ghost listened in silence, then looked up and met the young man's expectant eyes.

"You must have a way to cure the Joker, right?"

Xu Zhiyan asked.

All cooperation is based on the Joker's recovery. As a qualified businessman, he needs to achieve the greatest goal with the least benefit.

What's more, Dou Hongshan didn't believe him.

The ideal country has a secret, but since these people are very stubborn and unwilling to not tell him...

Everyone is responsible for his own decisions. If the person with Endless Cards intends to bear everything himself, he will pretend not to know and keep calm to gain more profits.

The ghost nodded.

"There is an exchange option for injury recovery in the settings of the monster nest owner."

Unless Xu Zhiyan decides to make a complete fuss and overturn the copy, he will try his best to follow the rules of the copy to avoid being discovered.

Seeing that the young man's eyes were red, He realized that he had not rested for a whole day, so He spoke softly, "How about exchanging your eyesight for three... four hours."

He doesn't care whether other players in this copy need to sleep or not, He just hopes Xu Zhiyan can have a good rest.

Xu Zhiyan was shocked after hearing this.

"Huh? How did you take mine?"

To cure the clown's injuries, shouldn't we take away the clown's eyesight?

But when he met the abyss-like eyes of a ghost, he didn't know how to refute. In the end, he could only scratch his hair angrily and said in self-abandonment: "Okay, okay, I'll send a message to Xiao Jiang and ask the clown to come over."

After sending the message, he wanted to say something else, but suddenly he felt a black screen in front of his eyes and he could not see anything.

"...You, can you please say hello before taking it?"

The sudden loss of vision made Xu Zhiyan panic for a moment.

But as the familiar smell of ashes enveloped his body, he relaxed again.

"Okay, I'll pay attention next time."

The voice of the ghosts and gods was still gentle, and the main point was to admit one's mistakes and refuse to change.

The temperature here was just right, the chair beneath him was soft and comfortable, and his eyes were physically blinded. Although his physical strength had not yet reached its limit, Xu Zhiyan began to yawn repeatedly after just two minutes.

"Get some sleep."

"I'll call you when the time comes."

The voices of ghosts and gods are very soft, but they carry a reassuring power.

Before Xu Zhiyan fell asleep, he used his last bit of energy to remind her: "By the way, remember to hide so that the clown doesn't see you and the decorations."

Even though other players don't remember what the ghost slices look like, the memory is washed away slowly, so it's better to be careful. Moreover, the ghosts have decorated the dungeon like this, so it will be troublesome if you are reported for leaving the dungeon.

"Remember to tell him about my contribution! Don't let him think that the recovery potion is so easy to get! Just say that I gave myself to you in exchange for the medicine!" Xu Zhiyan, who could hardly open his eyes, had to give a few more reminders.

It would be nice if the other person was willing to open up and tell him more information.

The ghost found it somewhat funny, reached out and touched the young man's black hair, and nodded slightly.

At the end of the dim stone passage.

Following the instructions of the devil statue, the clown came to the door of the underground altar.

Before he could do anything, the stone door opened a crack in front of him, and the scene inside made the clown shudder.

Countless candles were burning.

In the center of the circle of candles was a huge, decayed stone throne.

Xu Zhiyan, who had just been talking in the church with great enthusiasm, was now leaning on a chair and unconscious, but the young man had a calm expression and looked more like he was asleep.

...This is the core area of the church monster nest.

The clown subconsciously took out the throwing knife.

The silent feeling of oppression made him tense.

Before he could react, several black feathers fell from all around.

The demon hidden in the darkness revealed half of its face, and the rest was a strange body covered with feathers.

The clown was about to ask.

The black-feathered demon raised a bony finger and pressed it to his lips.

'Shh-'

'He gave himself to me, to give you life.'

Outside the door of the underground altar, the other party clearly did not make a sound, but the voice echoed in the clown's ears. His hand holding the throwing knife tightened, and his expression suddenly became ugly.