Chapter 269 The Last Dead Person (6) The Corpse Carrier

Lin Li is dead.

Although she was still the same as before she was alive, and she didn't even realize that she was dead, she was still concentrating on arranging the tarot cards. But her teammates were disturbed after knowing this fact.

"Contact with living spirits will increase the probability of encountering deviation events," Shang Yu said, "Should we..."

He Lun said firmly: "Lin Li is our partner, we can't abandon her!"

Shang Yu: "Okay."

There is another problem, what to do with Lin Li's body. Although the death in this copy is very abnormal, it does not prevent the body from gradually rotting. Now, Lin Li's body has become stiff and pale.

"Hide in my bubble." Gao Mengtang took out the ice cup of bubbles, "My bubble can freeze time and prevent the corpse from further decaying."

They put Lin Li's body into the bubble. For a moment, there was silence. When they looked at each other, they saw anxiety and panic in each other's eyes.

In the [Last Dead] dungeon, death in the game does not mean death in reality. After the train arrives at the terminal, the living spirit can pass a test and be resurrected.

But what is the content of the assessment? The living spirits will endanger the interests of the living. Can they really survive to the end of the copy safely?

If Lin Li, a living spirit, dies again in the remaining six and a half days, he will be considered eliminated. The eliminated player will lose all memories and abilities related to the Black Tower, which is something his teammates don't want to see.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. The tall trees beside the track were hidden in the night, like dark shadows. They lined up silently on both sides of the train, silently watching the players in the carriage.

Before they knew it, the train stopped at the station. The room was so quiet that only the players' gentle breathing could be heard. A sudden knock on the door startled Helen and he screamed. The players stared at the door vigilantly.

The door slid open, and against the light, a tall and thin black shadow stood at the door. Shang Yu quietly unfolded a deck of playing cards. The black shadow walked into the room and turned on the light with a click.

"No, you're entering your own room, why are you knocking on the door!" He Lun yelled angrily. The person who came in was Duan Song.

Duan Song scratched his highlighted hair and said blankly, "This is a lady's bedroom. Shouldn't we knock on the door? Let's not talk about this for now. Something terrible has happened. The body in the kitchen has disappeared."

On the first day of entering the dungeon, several players died in the bar, and the conductor stored the bodies in the kitchen of the first carriage.

"I just went to the kitchen to find some ingredients to make a salad for my senior as a midnight snack," Duan Song said, "but I found that the bodies were gone, so I asked the conductor where they went. The conductor's answer was strange."

Heron: "What did they say?"

Duan Song: "On this train to eternal life, please leave your limited body behind. We will help you discard it."

What kind of irrelevant answer is this? The players looked at each other, confused.

Gao Mengtang was also a very experienced Black Tower player. He judged intuitively that he should not abandon his teammates' bodies no matter what.

"No matter what the resurrection is like after the instance ends, it is always safer for the body to remain in our hands than to be thrown to an unknown place by the conductor." Gao Mengtang said, "We must preserve Lin Li's body."

The others agreed. The train had already stopped at the station, and the players who had been stuck in the carriage for a long time got off to get some fresh air. Bai Jie lifted a corner of the curtain and saw some ancient god believers, as well as the Eleventh Sage King, who was smoking a cigarette, and the orange-red round flame flickered in the night.

"Let's go out and get some fresh air, too?" Wei Xiangchen suggested. "I really miss the feeling of stepping on green grass."

The eleventh Xian Wang had all gone out, which meant there was no danger outside and it was probably safer than on the train.

Everyone responded, but when they stepped out of the train door, they suddenly regretted it.

On the platform, a group of strange-looking people gathered. They were wrapped in black coarse cloth, revealing only a pair of yellow eyes with dull eyes. They were holding long iron hooks, some of them were pushing wooden carts, and some were holding bells.

The weirdos stared at every person who got off the train with indescribably weird expressions, as if it was unbelievable that a few people walked out of the train.

"What are you looking at? It's the first time you see a human being." Bai Jie muttered softly.

His complaints were surprisingly accurate. The way those weirdos looked at them was as if they were seeing humans for the first time. Gao Mengtang and the others walked away, but they still twisted their necks and stared intently.

Duan Song: "Is there a bug in the NPC in this instance again?"

Not only did Gao Mengtang and others receive stares from that group of weirdos when they got off the car, but every time a few people walked out of the car, they would be stared at for a long time by that group of weirdos.

The man wrapped in black coarse cloth just stared at them without making any threatening moves. Gao Mengtang and others also plucked up the courage to observe them.

"Corpse carrier." Wei Xiangchen suddenly said.

He Lun jumped up in fear: "How come you appear out of nowhere!"

Wei Xiangchen said innocently: "I have been a ghost for hundreds of years, and I am used to being silent."

"You said they are corpse carriers?" Gao Mengtang quietly pointed at the strange NPC dressed in black.

Wei Xiangchen nodded. "Look at their torn leather gloves, which reveal rotten fingertips caused by long-term contact with corpses. And the long hooks in their hands are used to hook corpses. There are also bells, which are rung to warn residents to stay away. That wooden cart is of course used to carry corpses."

The players quietly moved away from the corpse carrier, and Bai Jie lowered his voice and asked, "How did you know?"

"More than five hundred years ago, there was a plague and corpse carriers went door to door to collect corpses. To me, this is common sense." Wei Xiangchen replied, "You ancient god believers have killed many people, but you have never come into contact with corpse carriers?"

"There's no need to bother the corpse carriers," Bai Jie said coldly, "They usually stew and eat the corpses."

It's even more strange that the NPC is a corpse carrier. This is a profession that has seen a lot, and has seen more dead people than living people. Why are they looking at the passengers on the train as if they saw aliens?

They stared at the corpse carriers and had no energy to observe Xian Wang 11. After 10 minutes, the train attendants took out the bodies one by one and threw them into the corpse carriers' carts.

At this time, the players discovered that the corpse carriers were not only surprised by the living, they were also surprised by the corpses.

The bodies thrown out by the conductor were all players who died on the train two days before the journey. They were pierced through the body by stool legs, corroded by the concentrated sulfuric acid sprayed from the shower, and had their heads cut off...

Even though he was dead, his death was not particularly creative. Black Tower players like Gao Mengtang could take it calmly, but the corpse carrier stuck his head out and turned the corpse over with his hands, looking unbelievable.

They were not far away, and they heard the corpse carrier ask the conductor in a hoarse voice: "Is this the body this time?"

The conductor nodded.

"Are the corpse transporters of your era all so surprised by such rare events?" Shang Yu asked.

Wei Xiangchen shook his head: "They have to go to the battlefield and enter the plague-stricken areas to collect corpses. They have seen all kinds of dead people. I don’t understand why these corpse transporters react so strangely..."

As they were talking, the young man's voice timidly interrupted their conversation:

"Mr. Blind, um...hello."

Gao Mengtang turned around and saw a pair of twin boys standing behind him. Judging from their attire, they looked like college students. The words on their ID cards were lit above their heads. They were [399 Fraudster] and [078 Survivor].

"Good evening, you... um!" Gao Mengtang was halfway through greeting when Duan Song covered his mouth with one hand. The gray-black angel wings surrounded Gao Mengtang, and the dust they shook off fluttered under the street lights.

Duan Song showed his ID card. The big words [666 Fallen Angel] shone with a cold golden light. The broken angel halo, like a dim beaded headdress, rested on Duan Song's head.

"You two, this is not a coffee shop, please don't try to get close to me," Duan Song looked at them with his chin raised, "What do you want to see my senior for?"

Sensing the killing intent, the other players looked at him sideways. The two of them grunted for a long time and whispered, "We feel that the train is very dangerous..."

"Oh, of course," Shang Yu muttered softly, "This is not a children's playground."

"I really want to join you. Our skills are very useful, but we don't have the combat power..." 399 Fraudster said awkwardly, "Really! I hope you can be kind. My brother and I are still students..."

Everyone stared at them in silence. Gao Mengtang struggled for a long time before removing his hand that was covering himself: "You don't have to worry too much. Killing is prohibited on the train... um."

Halfway through his words, Duan Song covered Gao Mengtang's mouth again. His cold expression was a silent rejection of the request.

"Killing is prohibited on the train, but...it may not be prohibited outside the train." The fraudster whispered, "According to the schedule, passengers will go to church and worship three times on the third, fourth, and fifth days. We suspect there will be danger during these days."

The Royal Edward Train is a tourist train that has attractions to visit during the 3-5 days of the journey. Players who board the train receive an itinerary and map.

But not everyone can pay attention to the 3-5 day journey schedule and be keenly aware of the dangers that may occur during these three days.

"You are also experienced players." Duan Song's tone softened a little.

The Trickster nodded immediately, while the Fool behind him was very introverted, keeping his head down and saying nothing.

"I'm not bragging. My two brothers have a great record. I've won the Best Performance award twice, and my brother has won the Best Performance award three times." The Trickster said, lighting up their performance board and achievement column.

The twin brother, who had been standing behind his brother without saying a word, also spoke in a low voice: "My name is Chu Hui, and my brother's name is Chu Wen. We really want to cooperate with you."

Gao Mengtang pulled Duan Song's arm down for the second time: "Help each other... Hey!"

Duan Song covered Gao Mengtang's mouth for the third time: "You just said that your skills are very useful. Let me see them?"

Chu Wen and Chu Hui immediately opened their skill panels.

[399 Fraudster] Identity Skills [Did you see clearly? ]

Skill Description: Did you see it clearly? Perhaps you need to observe carefully.

The Trickster can quickly create a shelter that is compatible with the environment to avoid pursuit, resist attacks, etc. After hiding in the shelter, the Trickster and his teammates enter a hidden state and cannot be tracked by NPCs. The hidden state will be released if attacked by the enemy or the team.

【078 Survivor】Identity Skills【Is it necessary to do this?】

Skill Description: Is this the only way? Perhaps you need to calm down.

Survivors can reduce the hatred of NPCs or reduce the threat value of dangerous environments. This skill is ineffective for normal players.

The trickster's skills were outstanding, but not particularly rare. The survivor's skills impressed Gao Mengtang and the others.

Lowering the hatred value of NPCs can save lives at critical moments. Lowering the threat value of dangerous environments is like a fish in water in this dungeon.

"I can reduce the probability of deviation events." Chu Hui whispered, "At least, we didn't encounter any deviation events."

This time, Duan Song released his hands that were covering Gao Mengtang, but Gao Mengtang had nothing to say. He raised his face and stared at Duan Song with resentment.

"Don't mind it. Our blind man has a kind heart that's a little scary. I'm just worried that he might do something stupid." Duan Song smiled and shook hands with both of them.

They were about to say something like "Welcome to join us", but Shang Yu interrupted the chat with a wave of her hand. Her voice was very serious: "Look, what is the conductor doing?"

Not far away, conductors in bright red uniforms lined up neatly and got off the train, each holding a hyena in their hands.

The hyenas looked dangerous, with mottled fur, hunched backs, and sinister eyes. Their abdomens were half rotten, revealing their white ribs, and their wriggling internal organs could be clearly seen.

The hyena sniffed the players one by one, and the players looked at them in surprise, not daring to act rashly.

Suddenly, a hyena barked at a player. A dog howled, and a group of dogs pounced. The conductor quickly pinned the player down, and despite his struggle, he was sent to the last car.

"The puppies are looking for something." Gao Mengtang stroked his chin, "Whatever they are looking for, I think we'd better hide."

Chu Wen: "Hide here!"

He clapped his hands in front of his chest, and immediately, a shabby thatched hut appeared on the plain. It did not look out of place in this barren plain, as if the thatched hut was meant to be built here.

Gao Mengtang opened the door a crack and secretly observed outside. In just two or three minutes, three players had been knocked down by hyenas.

A pair of legs in a black suit blocked Gao Mengtang's sight. Looking up along the straight trouser line, he found that it was the Eleventh Prince.

The Eleventh Prince did not notice Gao Mengtang. He was strolling around alone, smoking leisurely.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed his clothes, and Gao Mengtang pulled the eleventh prince into the thatched hut.

"Twelve?" Just as the Eleventh Wise King was about to attack, he discovered that the person who "sneak-attacked" him from behind was Gao Mengtang, and his expression became even uglier. "What are you doing hiding in this shabby house the size of a coffin? Are you trying to experience the feeling of death in advance?"

Gao Mengtang made a shushing gesture: "The hyenas are looking for something, it's safer to hide."

The small room was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard. A flock of crows flew overhead, and the cries of babies echoed among the clouds. Xian Wang 11 looked at Gao Mengtang, who was staring at the conductor, and then looked around at Gao Mengtang's teammates, who were staring at Xian Wang 1 with unfriendly faces.

"What the hyena is looking for is none of my business." The Eleventh Wise King said as he was about to leave, but was held down by Gao Mengtang.

"What if what the hyenas are looking for is on you?" Gao Mengtang said quickly in a low voice, "The conductor has already taken three people away. If you want to die, I won't stop you."

After hearing this, the Eleventh Wise King stopped moving. After half a minute, he asked softly, "Twelve, you don't want to save me, do you?"

Gao Mengtang was a little unhappy: "Of course! I am a kind person! Although you have hurt me, I forgive you temporarily. You're welcome."

Shang Yu: "...How long has this situation lasted for your leader?"

Duan Song: "Just get used to it."

The Eleventh Wise King said nothing. They hid in the thatched hut for more than half an hour. The conductor brought the hyena back to the train. After waiting for a while, the train whistle sounded. The train was about to leave the station.

"We have to go back." Bai Jie said, tiptoeing ahead to clear the way. Duan Song and others also looked around vigilantly.

Gao Mengtang walked behind, and Xian Wang Eleven kept a distance of about half a meter from him.

"The conductor is looking for bodies." Xian Wang Eleven suddenly said, and then a lighter clicked, "The bodies will be thrown into a mass grave. Wherever the bodies are, that's where the players will be resurrected after they complete the dungeon."

Gao Mengtang: "Mass grave? What if the bodies are not properly preserved and rot, or are eaten by wild dogs or crows?"

"The natural decay of the remains can be reversed, but the parts eaten by wild dogs and crows cannot be cured." The Eleventh Wise King exhaled a cloud of white smoke: "If something unexpected happens, the player will be resurrected in the incomplete remains. The Black Tower is not a sanatorium. It's good enough to be alive."

"Thank you...Why did you tell me?" Gao Mengtang asked.

"Then why are you helping me?" The Eleventh Wise King said as he walked past him quickly, "I am also a Wise King."

At first, Gao Mengtang didn't understand what the words "I am also a wise king" meant, but when he returned to his room and lay on the bed to rest, he suddenly thought: The Supreme Order created a wise king, which is to create a kind, good, beautiful, and powerful idol for people all over the world to worship.

Every wise king is kind when he is created.