Chapter 61 Safe House

"So, the hole in the table was... made by it?"

Xu Zhiyan came out from under the table and pointed at the monster standing there stupidly, his face serious.

Where did this monster come from?

It was clearly not there in the hall just now.

It was a multi-legged monster, its body somewhat like a millipede enlarged to the thickness of a bucket, segmented into sections, with a deformed sense of orderly beauty.

But the disgusting thing is that where the sharp insect legs should have been, there are densely packed human arms, coupled with the pale human face on top of its long body, it looks almost the same as the complete version of Qu Ji, which makes people feel their sanity value drops wildly.

It was coiled on the roof before, but after Xu Zhiyan asked the question, it was instantly pulled into the hall by a force.

"Monsters always have some quirks."

The ghost turned his head away and didn't look at the monster. He answered in a calm tone, as if the hole dug in the table had nothing to do with him.

However, Xu Zhiyan never thought that ghosts and gods would deceive people.

He just thought that the other party felt that he couldn't restrain the monster from scratching the table, so he felt a little embarrassed.

Monsters have returned one after another, and are squatting skillfully in various places in the hall.

When the blood cells that had stuffed their bodies into the crack of the door in the corner saw this scene, they secretly gathered together and formed a mouth, and laughed silently at the thousand-legged monster that had begun to tremble.

There's nothing we can do about it, since most of the monsters in this house are swollen.

There are not many people who have long arms and can scratch the table!

Xu Zhiyan didn't know that the other monsters were secretly laughing at him. He frowned and touched his chin, then stood in front of the frozen monster and asked in a low voice, "What's your name?"

Only then did he remember that even though he had inherited the safe house for so long, he still didn't know the names of the monsters.

The millipede shook like a dice.

It shook its head, and its already pale face turned even paler.

The ghost coughed lightly and tried to change the subject.

It was the first time He did something immoral, and He was a little nervous.

Unexpectedly, Xu Zhiyan was not angry at all. He even patted the front arm of the centipede monster.

When he called up the panel, he realized that the monsters in the safe house had no names.

[Name: Multi-limbed mutant monster (?)]

[Level: A (Open ductility, upgradeable)]

【Threat: SS】

[Note: The safe house reserves creatures, and the owner of the safe house needs to fill in the notes. ]

It has the same name as Qu Ji, and is extremely threatening, two levels higher than Qu Ji, but there is a question mark in the brackets of the name.

"Can you speak?"

Xu Zhiyan remembered that these monsters could speak, but he didn't know why. Why did they suddenly become mute?

“Yes, I will…”

The centipede stammered, cold sweat running down his head.

The other monsters hid in the corner, secretly watching this scene, and almost laughed out loud.

Xu Zhiyan walked back and forth twice with his arms folded, his expression serious.

"How many feet do you have... no, hands."

The thousand-legged monster immediately replied: "I have six hundred and eighty-one legs! You can cut off as many as you want..."

It's so scary.

Even though it wasn't it that did it, if chopping off a limb would make the owner of the safe house happy, it would definitely be better than losing one's life.

Unexpectedly, the young human in front of it burst out laughing when he heard these words.

"Why should I cut off your hand?"

Xu Zhiyan stretched out a finger and wrote and drew on the panel, occasionally looking up and asking a question.

"More than six hundred hands... let's call it sixty-six, it's quite auspicious."

Xu Zhiyan tilted his head and looked at the other person with a smile, seeming to be very satisfied with the name he had just come up with.

"Do you like this name? If not, we can change it."

There were many monsters in the safe house, and he couldn't name them all at once. He just made up his mind that in the next period of time, if he encountered monsters that he remembered clearly and had matching names, he would register them for everyone.

"well?"

The millipede monster stood there stupidly, hardly able to believe his ears.

Is it, is it going to have a name?

After confirming that the new owner of the safe house was registering a name for it and even writing a note, the centipede monster blushed with excitement and nodded continuously.

"I like it! I like it!"

Liuliu, with the newly-minted name, had more than 600 hands, but only a few of them were used as fulcrums to support the body, while all the remaining arms were waving around excitedly.

Now, the monsters watching could no longer sit still.

They wished they could rush up and kick the monster that had just been given a new name away and replace it.

The monster made of blood could not stay still for a moment, and it could not help but open its mouth and said, "I scratched it! I scratched that table! I have a share in that hole!"

This sentence seemed to have stirred up a hornet's nest.

The other monsters watching also said that they were the ones who dug the hole.

The ghosts and gods didn't understand why the pot that had just been thrown away became the object of dispute.

Xu Zhiyan's face darkened when he heard this.

He knocked on the table, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Hey, hey, some of you don't even have fingers, how can you scratch the table? I won't do anything to it, why are you so excited..."

The monsters wanted to be named but didn't dare to say it, and finally they all shrank back in grievance.

[Name: Multi-limbed Mutated Monster (Six Six)]

[Note: This monster has 681 legs. It has strong attack power, but is a little timid. It is very cute.]

Xu Zhiyan didn't originally intend to write 'very cute'.

He felt that writing like this lacked momentum, but the pale face of the centipede monster suddenly turned red because of the name, and his eyes were watery and looked like he was about to cry.

He thought about it and added these three words.

The monster is so timid, I’m a little worried... I hope other monsters won’t bully it.

However, he felt relieved when he thought that Qu Ji was doing well as a newcomer.

After dealing with the thousand-legged monster, Xu Zhiyan drove all these guys upstairs to rest. Seeing that it was getting dark outside, he secretly closed the door.

“No one this time.”

He stared at the ghost's waist with burning eyes, and the curiosity in his tone almost overflowed.

"Let me see your tail! I remember seeing a translucent tail before, why did it change later..."

So how did the other party's tail grow? Lizardman?

Seeing that Xu Zhiyan was still curious about the tail, the ghost knew that he could not escape if he did not show it to him, so he could only smile helplessly.

The next second, his lower body transformed into a huge snake tail, pushing the table to the side.

Xu Zhiyan couldn't help but take a step back, looking at the glittering scales on the huge snake's tail, and thought of the half-snake god in the copy.

The appearance of the ghost at this time was somewhat similar to the half-snake god before, but the sense of power conveyed by it was completely different.

If the snake god with naked upper body represents wildness, then the ghost god at this moment represents divinity.

He still looked high and mighty.

When it didn't speak, it even looked a little cold, as if covered with a layer of frost. Its scales were also different from those of the snake god, with the ends of its black scales stained with a hint of gold.

Xu Zhiyan swallowed his saliva and looked at Party A's calm and indifferent look. He felt that the other party was probably fundamentally different from that big stupid snake.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch a handful of the dazzling scales.

This texture, this luster, this hardness...

How much can it be sold for?

The warm palm of a human touches the scales.

The sound of countless chains colliding could be heard in the hall. The ghosts and gods raised their upper bodies and looked down at the humans with greedy eyes.

"It's no different from me."

He had been forbearing just to avoid scaring the humans in front of him.

Hearing the low and hoarse voice of the ghost enduring something, Xu Zhiyan suddenly pulled his hand back.

He thought of the snake who acted recklessly and whose head was full of dirty tricks.

"……cough."

Xu Zhiyan took two steps back and waved his hands quickly, trying to explain.

"You acted so calm. I thought you absorbed all of this snake because it had no brains."

However, the snake's tail covered with black scales did not seem to want to let him go.

Xu Zhiyan was entangled by the tail. Listening to the ghost's increasingly heavy breathing and the gradually rising temperature in the room, he secretly felt that something was wrong.

He couldn't help but whispered, "I just think a tail with thick legs is weird! Why do you have this type of tail? Are you a lizard man?"

Damn, I asked it after all!

As soon as the word "Lizardman" came out, the slightly charming atmosphere in the hall instantly cooled down.

The ghost who was staring at the human in front of him just now couldn't help but tilt his head, and his voice became much clearer.

"Lizard? Human?"

"Ah, it's the kind in the Western fantasy comics? You may not have seen it? Anyway, the tail is as thick as the translucent one you had before, the head is like a lizard, and the whole body is green..."

Xu Zhiyan felt the room temperature getting lower and lower, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

But the good news is, he was let go.

The ghost thought for a moment and felt that the creatures described by humans were of a very low level.

He felt the need to clear His name.

I have nothing to do with this lizard man.

"In order to enhance my perception, I devoured the divinity of the ancient snake god."

There are three incarnations of the Ancient Serpent God.

Different avatars have different appearances.

After the explanation of the ghosts and gods, Xu Zhiyan finally understood that the tails of different thicknesses he saw were due to the fusion of the ancient snake god's divinity.

In addition to the ghost in the form of a half-snake, the translucent shadow he saw was actually the back half of the half-snake.

The other two forms are a tail as thick as an arm and covered with black scales, and a small black snake form.

In the end, he still didn't get to see what it looked like when the tail grew on the ghost. The ghost said that if he touched it again, things might get out of control...

Xu Zhiyan had no choice but to give up.

However, when he looked at the ghosts and gods again, there was always something wrong in his eyes.

Devour the Godhead? Kill the Ancient Snake God?

All these operations are done just to enhance perception?

I don’t know why, but Xu Zhiyan always feels that this setting, which looks very powerful, doesn’t quite match the ghosts and gods in front of him who look like banished immortals.

It seems that the other party still has many secrets.

As night fell, interior decoration had just begun.

Old Yang rolled up his sleeves and went to work, directing Qu Ji, moving tables and smashing the floor.

The whole safe house was filled with the sound of clanging.

Xu Zhiyan wanted to help, but Qu Ji stuffed a big bag of snacks into his pocket and pushed him into the yard.

They say there is formaldehyde indoors and the air in the yard is good.

He touched his nose, thinking that there was nothing to do anyway, so he simply opened a bag of potato chips and started to eat them, while watching the live broadcast.

In the picture, players are running away in all directions.

He looked at the barrage and laughed, and couldn't help pointing.

"Everyone is so idle. Do they look at me like this when I'm in the game?"

The safe house system acts as a chat companion and performs its duties conscientiously.

[Of course, host! Your live broadcast room is very popular! Although it is useless~]

"...I have a small question. The dungeons in this game are not repeated, so why do people watch live broadcasts whenever they have time?" He was puzzled. Don't players need personal lives? And some high-level players even watch mid-level and low-level dungeons? Why?

[You are not an expert at this! Watching the live broadcast is certainly not completely useless! ]

The safe house system couldn't help but retort.

[Although each copy has its own uniqueness, for the main system, the upgrade of the copy is still based on the original upgrade.]

[For example, the upgrade plan for the Night Fisherman in the dungeon has been made public. After the upgrade, no more fishermen will appear. After the snake god falls into a deep sleep, Baishan Village disappears, and frogmen will dominate this area... Ahem, but this plan has been withdrawn now.]

Xu Zhiyan was stunned, and immediately figured out the connection.

No wonder before leaving, Lao Yang said meaningfully that no more fishermen would come.

So at that time, the NPC monsters had already received hints about the upgrade plan?

For capable players, if they happen to see a related copy prototype, they may be able to get some clues in the new copy.

In this kind of death game, even one more clue is good.

After the chat, Xu Zhiyan changed his previous lazy mentality of just wanting to bet and win money, carefully tuned into a live broadcast room, and couldn't help but watch it.

However, the more he looked at it, the more confused he became, and he couldn't help but ask the system.

"Are we in a dungeon now?"

[I'm here!]

"Then why are there no players coming?" He looked up at the sky, and sure enough, there was irregular blood mist hovering in the sky, but it was too dark and he didn't notice it just now.

[Because the players in this instance are too weak.]

[We logged into the current instance yesterday and broadcasted it over and over again, but not a single player showed up!] The system is disappointed.

But Xu Zhiyan pointed at the screen of his live broadcast room.

A player with a knife in his back was staggering towards the yard door.

That door looks so familiar.

Isn’t this the courtyard gate of the Yunshan old house?

"It seems to be... him?"

As Xu Zhiyan finished speaking, a message popped up in the live broadcast room in his hand.

[The player has found the dungeon safe house]

[Live broadcast temporarily interrupted]

“Squeak—”

The yard door was pushed open, and the player who had just appeared on the live broadcast screen fell to the ground.

Xu Zhiyan was a little dumbfounded holding the potato chips.

The system that had just been slapped in the face didn't know what to say.

[…I, I thought no one would come today.]

Just when Xu Zhiyan was hesitating whether to call Qu Ji out, the player suddenly got up again.

After seeing Xu Zhiyan, he became obviously much more nervous.

"Xu Zhiyan? You are also in this instance? You got here before me?"

After saying that, he suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of blood.

Xu Zhiyan thought that the other party would forget about him once he left the door, so he might as well put down the potato chips and go straight to the point.

"I didn't participate in this instance. I just invested in the safe house..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by the player in front of him.

"Do you think I will believe what you say?"

Although he looked like he was about to die, this strange player forced himself to stay alive and was very wary of the young man in front of him.

"Are you trying to disguise yourself as the owner of the safe house and steal my props?"

Xu Zhiyan scratched his hair, looking a little confused.

"…How can this be considered a lie?"

Blame it on the garbage games!

Ruin his reputation!