When a terrifying countdown engulfs the globe, the game named "Divine Court Technology" descends upon the world. Su Deng, who yearns only for death and has inexplicably gained a son from th...
"How come I just realized that you have a sharp tongue?"
Qin Xian rolled his eyes, leaned weakly against the wall, his face pale. "This place is too weird. I've lost thirty health points just by staying here for a short while, damn it!"
Su Deng glanced at him sideways, "How much health do you have left?"
Qin Xian said, "Thirty-eight."
Then it makes sense that he is so weak.
"And you?" he asked Su Deng.
Su Deng glanced at the panel. "One hundred."
Qin Xian: "?????? Are you a freak or are you cheating?"
Su Deng shrugged. "I am the chosen one."
Qin Xian's face twitched, and he was still indignant. "I'm supposed to be the chosen one?"
It must have been a buff from that divine kiss; at least her kiss wasn't in vain.
Su Deng continued forward, saying, "Life points cannot be shared. If you can't find an exit soon, you'll really die here."
Qin Xian caught his breath and stood up, leaning against the wall. "This damn game! If I'd known there were so many ghosts, I would never have come here! How come there isn't even a side quest to increase health points..."
He followed Su Deng with unsteady steps, cursing incessantly.
"Save your energy."
Su Deng clicked his tongue. The dim light from his nearly dead flashlight shone on the empty space in front of him. Looking at the coffins scattered on the ground and the corpses hanging in the air, he frowned. "We've come full circle again."
"Damn it!" Qin Xian, whose health was extremely low and whose mind was in a daze, began to get agitated. "Are we going to keep going in circles like this forever?"
Even if it's going in circles, you still have to move.
Before, Su Deng didn't know there were people hanging up there, so he could wander around and kick the coffin. But now that there are corpses all over the place, it's terrifying and even more chilling.
Su Deng braced herself and went inside, but after a few steps she suddenly stopped and looked at the coffin next to her.
When she woke up here earlier, she had kicked open at least ten covered coffins to check the corpses inside.
But now, all those coffins have been restored to their original state!
Even the marks she made on the coffin lid with a knife are gone!
Su Deng pondered for a moment, then suddenly kicked open another coffin. The corpse inside was just as rotten as before, making people want to vomit.
Suddenly, her clothes were grabbed from behind. Su Deng jumped, instinctively wanting to kick him, but when she saw it was Qin Xian, she licked her teeth and said, "What are you doing now?"
“Su Deng…” Qin Xian’s gaze was unfocused, his face pale and bluish, “I think I saw my mother…”
"..."
Judging from his appearance, it was clear that his life force was extremely low, a side effect. Su Deng took another deep breath and endured it, "Then you stay here and I'll find a way to save you."
"Okay..." Qin Xian, seemingly lost in thought, was unusually obedient. He released Su Deng, walked to the side, leaned against a coffin, hugged himself, and squatted on the ground. "Mommy, I'll be good. I'll stay put. Please don't abandon me..."
Suddenly, it became pitiful, like a puppy that had been abandoned.
Su Deng thought of Su Muye, but swallowed the words she wanted to say to him and forced herself to concentrate.
Judging from the missing engravings, these coffins couldn't have been covered up by someone; it must have been due to the formation.
Su Deng couldn't tell what kind of formation it was, but she knew that every formation must have a key point, and that destroying the key point might allow her to escape.
But she had no idea where the key point of the formation was or how to break it.
The system is dead.
Qin Xian couldn't help at all.
Even the mountain god himself is in dire need of protection.
In the real world, there are always people who die because of her, while she lives a perfectly good life.
In this game world without rules, some people have even died because of her...
Su Deng stared at Qin Xian for a long time, took a deep breath, pursed her lips, took out her dagger and drew two more array diagrams on the ground. She carefully compared them line by line and actually found a few differences. In this underground coffin storage area, they formed a triangle.
Whether it works or not, we have to give it a try.
Su Deng noted the location and walked to the first corner. There was a covered coffin at this spot. She kicked the lid open, prepared to be overwhelmed by the stench of rotting corpses, but she didn't smell anything.
She looked down and discovered that the body in the coffin was perfectly intact.
It was a child of about five or six years old. Apart from his pale face, there was nothing unusual about him, not even a single livid spot.
Su Deng reached out and poked his cheek with her finger; it was cold as ice, yet soft...
Su Deng abruptly withdrew her hand, took two steps back, calmed herself for a moment, and then walked to the next spot.
As she expected, the other two coffins contained the same contents.
These three corners are definitely the key points, but how exactly do we solve them?
"This is a soul-locking formation..."
Just then, a faint, ethereal voice suddenly rang in my ears.
Su Deng felt a chill run down her spine, but quickly regained her composure. "Mountain God?"
“It is I,” the mountain god said. “Once the formation here is broken, the souls of these villagers will dissipate, and I will also disappear completely…”
She seems to have regained some strength.
Su Deng's expression turned cold. "You're here to stop me."
“No,” said the mountain god, “I want to do everything in my power to help you leave, but I beg you, save the villagers of Yao Village.”
Su Deng scoffed, "I can't even save myself now."
“Actually, I’ve said those things to you countless times before. As for the other people who come here, they call themselves players. I don’t understand, but I can tell they seem to treat this place as a game. I’ve begged every single one of them…”
The mountain god's voice was ethereal and gentle, "I seem to have repeated this many times, remembering many good and evil deeds. I can sense that you are different from everyone else who has come here before..."
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