Chapter 90 t173: What would you choose? My dear host.
On the other side, the tree house tribe.
"Actually, I've been wanting to ask this for a long time. With so many tourists coming here to travel, have the roads here never been repaired?"
Shuise struggled to move his body among the tropical vines, and his expression became a little distorted.
The last time they went here, the local law enforcers led the way personally, so it was relatively easy. But this time, something happened suddenly and the town was short of manpower, so they could only rush here by themselves. The soul weapons such as bows and keys that they usually used for combat have now all become "lawn mowers", and they can't mow happily.
"I'm a little envious of you and Lily of the Valley now."
Shuise looked at Youyu. The swift sword in his hand was more useful than a sickle. With a few strikes, he easily tore open the roadblocks made of vines. Linglan had a determined look on her face. She used a fork to twitch the vines twice, stirring them together like whipping cream.
No one paid any attention to him. Feicui led the way in front. Bai Ye tried his best to recall the iconic landscapes on the way to the Tree House Tribe where he was taken by local law enforcers, and helped Feicui to point the way. As the five of them hurried on, the last vine was cut off by Youyu's swift sword, and the familiar cluster of tree houses of the Tree House Tribe appeared on a giant tree not far away. Human figures flashed among the branches. Shuise and Lily of the Valley breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the bustling Tree House Tribe, but saw that Feicui, Youyu and Bai Ye all stopped where they were.
"What's wrong? What did you find?"
Linglan stopped calmly, then turned around very smoothly and walked back with Shuise, quite trusting the judgment of the other three people.
"I just simply felt something was wrong..."
You Yu and the other two looked at each other and saw disbelief in each other's eyes.
You Yu took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on the figures hidden under the branches in front of him. The tourists and residents of the tree house tribe were enjoying this rare tropical rainforest landscape. Laughter was coming from not far away, but You Yu sensed something wrong in it that made his scalp tingle.
"Youyu, those discussion voices...are they always at the same frequency?"
Bai Ye frowned slightly. If he remembered correctly, this frequency seemed as familiar as the frequency when the local law enforcement officer brought them to the scene for investigation.
"It could also be a coincidence."
Jade also felt that it sounded a little familiar, but this guess was too outrageous. She gritted her teeth and was the first to rush towards the location of the tree house tribe. The four members of the Squid Detective Agency looked at each other and followed Jade without hesitation.
"The Tree House Tribe has a history of thousands of years. According to legend, under the protection of the Demon King Mitlan, a tribe that can control crystals and possess the special power to travel between the inner and outer worlds migrated from the depths of the jungle to the edge of the jungle. Their descendants have continued to this day and formed the current Tree House Tribe. It is said that the huge sacred tree in the center of the Tree House Tribe is the seed brought out from the underworld by the tribal priests thousands of years ago."
The young man in the tour guide uniform raised the tour guide flag in his hand and told the history of the Tree House Tribe to the dozen tourists following behind him. Two boys in the primitive costumes of the Tree House Tribe sat on the ground, weaving some special daily necessities with the vines in their hands.
"What these locals are weaving are essential daily necessities for the locals. They are storage containers woven from a special plant unique to the local area - snake vines. They have the special effect of extending the shelf life of grains -"
The tour guide had a bright smile on his face. Although the number of visitors to the tree house tribe every day was controlled by the local tourism bureau, it was still very impressive in the narrow jungle space. There was not only one tour guide explaining local folk customs in the entire tree house tribe, but Bai Ye just stopped nearby.
"What's wrong?"
You Yu looked at Bai Ye, who didn't say anything. He pursed his lips, took out his mobile phone, found a recording in the memo and clicked play.
"The Tree House Tribe has a history of thousands of years—"
A familiar voice, exactly the same as the tour guide's voice just now, without any difference, even the pause rhythm and the ending tone were no different came from Bai Ye's mobile phone. Shuise and Linglan widened their eyes in surprise, not knowing what to say. Feicui and Youyu's faces became even uglier - that was the solemnity of the worst guess being confirmed.
"This is what I recorded when the law enforcer took us to familiarize ourselves with the location. I was used to recording information. It sounded familiar when I heard it just now... I didn't expect..."
Bai Ye took a deep breath and, following the explanation of the tour guide next to him, moved the progress bar of the recording on his mobile phone to the corresponding position.
"It is said that the ancestors of the Tree House Tribe all possessed a crystal body feature called 'Incarnation of Death'. This feature is regarded by local priests as a blessing from the feathered death serpent Mitlan. Tribal members with this blessing are immune to the pain of death..."
The tour guide's voice was superimposed on the videotape with a little electronic noise in the mobile phone. Even the ups and downs of the sound were exactly the same, and there was no difference. It was like the natural echo of the same person picking up a microphone and singing in an open field.
The tour guide's explanation continued, and the electronic sound from the phone showed no sign of stopping. The two voices overlapped and almost merged, making people shudder in the depths of the jungle.
"What does this mean...?"
Shuise's voice began to tremble again. He had thought that after leaving the Dionysus space, he would be able to get rid of the terrible condition of trembling all the time, but he did not expect to be caught up by these strange phenomena again.
"Do they... every day is a repeat of the day before, or a repeat of the last few hours?"
Lily of the Valley clenched the fork in her hand and looked around vigilantly, as if the devil's apostle would jump out of the vine jungle at any time.
"It should be several hours. Everything here is like a recorded video that is played in a loop. We have not been here for long, but the video has been replayed and it is playing to the point where we left before."
You Yu quickly found a perfect metaphor. He stroked his chin and fell into deep thought: "But when did they become like this? Was it when we came here before... or after the bird enveloped them?"
"It should be after the bird is covered."
Feicui took a deep breath and said, "If such a serious abnormality had already occurred here before the bird enveloped it, then Mr. Faust, who arrived at the key site where the two Ten Commandments tokens appeared as soon as possible, would not have failed to discover the abnormality here."
Shuise was about to speak, but looking at Feicui's Faustian fanatic look, he didn't say much, but asked: "Who turned this place into this? If it's because of the birdcage, then why didn't something equally bad happen in Skull Town?"
Bai Ye sighed: "Shui Se, you are very perceptive. No matter what, the difference between the current situation of the Tree House Tribe and the Skull Town must be caused by some variable we don't know about."
"Variables..." You Yu thought for a moment, a light flashed in his eyes. Before he could speak, Feicui asked first: "I want to ask a question now - what is the ID number of the local law enforcement officer who led you here to understand the situation?"
Shuise and Linglan immediately showed expressions of sudden enlightenment. Youyu and Baiye paused and said in unison: "3077898."
"30..."
Jade touched her chin and sighed: "This should be the variable."
Feicui raised the law enforcement certificate in his hand. The others had good eyesight and could clearly see that the starting number on it was also "30".
"30 stands for the Wings of Victory Girls, which is the number of the elite law enforcement team I belong to. I have never seen the law enforcer who led you there. At that time, I thought he was an ordinary local law enforcer, but now it seems... even his ID is fake."
Jade's voice was as calm as ever, as if she were a puppet that would never have any emotional fluctuations.
"Then let's investigate the specific situation first and then make a decision?"
Youyu put forward his own opinion and no one objected. Several people chose different directions and began to investigate the current situation of the entire tree house tribe.
Bai Ye silently chose the most inconspicuous corner location. That area was the corner of the tree house tribe. Unlike the bustling central area and jungle trails, this area of scattered tree houses looked older than other tree houses. The vines wrapped around the tree houses had not been cleaned up, and it looked a little desolate.
Bai Ye looked at the scattered tree houses. Some vines had even surrounded the doors of the tree houses. It was obvious that no one had pushed open the wooden doors made of logs for a long time.
The boy with cobalt blue eyes climbed up a long ladder made of vines and stood outside a tree house. His fingertips gently brushed over the log building, and the fear from an unknown source became clearer and clearer.
Ever since leaving the Dionysus Space and coming to the City of Ink, Bai Ye clearly felt that the emotion of fear from unknown source had turned into seeds planted in his heart. Even when facing the fate that Lily of the Valley might die in the City of Ink, before everything was certain, Bai Ye believed that he would never have such emotions. This weird and intense feeling of fear could only come from external influences.
Maybe it’s the City of Ink, maybe it’s the Demon King Mitlan, maybe it’s... t173.
He clenched his fists. The development of things in Ink City was too weird. Faust and t173, the two guys who gave him a headache, were potential threats. Who knows when they would jump out and become obstacles. The devil apostle seized the opportunity and trapped the law enforcers and innocent townspeople and tourists in the town. How to steal the two tokens of the Ten Commandments under the noses of the two leaders and Faust was a requirement engraved in t173's soul.
The piled-up events tore his energy apart and occupied it. This body, which had not rested since arriving in the City of Ink, finally felt exhausted.
However, compared to Faust and the leaders, the problem that gave him the most headache remained the same as always, which was also the reason why he chose to avoid You Yu and the others and ran to an inconspicuous corner alone to "investigate".
Bai Ye clicked on the panel of t173 bound to his soul, and t173, which had disappeared for a while due to the DM system, lit up a new task prompt again.
[The plot anchor point has been detected. Next, please make a choice, dear host:]
[1. Kill Linglan and break up with Youyu directly][2. Cooperate with the devil apostle to steal the meteorite that is the token of the Ten Commandments, and give up the identity of Bai Ye, choose to be a member of the Squid Detective Agency and expose your identity as Wonder][3. Give up continuing the mission and realize your own death. 】
As always, there are three difficult paths to choose from. This time, the selector doesn't even bother to act and must kill Bai Ye. Bai Ye narrowed his eyes, but the next second, his pupils suddenly dilated and he began to tremble in extreme fright.
What would you choose? 】
For the first time, Bai Ye heard t173 asking him questions in an emotional voice.
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