Chapter 137: The Ghostly Eyes 13: Que Nu's Plan

Ye Chao frowned: "So what does this mean?"

"This is the root cause." Qi Shiyu narrowed his eyes, "So that's it."

Seeing Ye Chao's lips trembling as if he wanted to say something, Qi Shiyu spoke directly: "Because they only have hatred in their hearts, they have become evil spirits with no reason left. There are no gods here, only evil spirits with resentment that cannot be escaped."

"Is there really no God?" Zhou Yang asked, "If ghosts and gods can see, then there must be God."

"I don't know, but how did you get out alive?" Qi Shiyu looked at Xue Ming.

"What do you think?" Xue Ming suddenly raised her eyebrows, and a strange smile appeared on her beautiful face. Although the half of her face that had been burned was still as smooth as new, no one would forget the scene of the faint glow of flames at that time.

“Pah.”

"President, why did you hit me?" A slightly aggrieved voice sounded, and Xue Ming pursed his lips and touched his back.

Zhou Yang said coldly: "Who told you to challenge the strongest one and pretend to be a ghost to scare people here?"

Xue Ming sighed: "It's not scary. To be honest, these ghosts just need a container. I just devoured her with some special method, but she never recognized me. It's hard for me to control her now."

Qi Shiyu suddenly asked: "Wait a minute, container?"

At this moment they had to think of the speech. The scene was so shocking that it even directly led to their failure to complete the task, so much so that they could not forget it.

They shared their stories.

"In other words, half of the players appear here, and the other half are in another space that is very similar to this place? Is there any difference between these two spaces?" Ye Chao asked while thinking.

"The difference in space is not clear, but I think the original method of clearing the level is for players to form teams. This should be the most standard answer given by the dungeon." Qi Shiyu said, "I won't keep you in suspense. In fact, if you observe carefully, the names of the players on the tablets will have special marks."

Even if he didn't keep in touch with Mo Yangbing, he wouldn't make a mistake.

And if they follow the standard answers, they can proceed to the next step, find the exit, and leave the underground palace without losing a single player.

"Did we act on our own and cause everything to change?" Zhou Yang asked.

Qi Shiyu shook his head: "This copy seems to have changed. The memories of these NPCs will be inherited, so now things have become uncontrollable."

First of all, it is impossible for all players to choose the correct answer. Secondly, these ghosts have their own consciousness and can even control their own destiny, so they will never let the players go easily.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a huge shaking sound coming from underground, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

Several people stood up quickly.

"Let's go and find an exit." Ye Chao said.

"Looking? I may not be able to leave." Qi Shiyu spread his hands, his expression now looked quite amused.

"Hmm? Why?"

Zhou Yang: "If the condition for leaving is to find a ghost to possess you, then President Qi and I really can't leave."

Xue Ming thought about it and suddenly realized: "Oh, Zhu Ci left and took away everything..."

There were even cracks on the ground. If I stayed there any longer, I didn't know what would happen.

It won't be a good change after all.

"Why did an earthquake happen suddenly?"

"Don't worry, I can't help you with this." Qi Shiyu smiled, without any sense of impending disaster.

On the contrary, he was very interested in watching other people laugh.

…

The ground suddenly shook, which was not a good sign.

Looking at the countless wooden signs appearing around him, Zhu Ci realized that he had fallen into a trap.

How can a bird that has fallen to the ground and has lost the hope of flying still have compassion?

He felt that he had difficulty controlling his body. It was even difficult for him to lift a finger, as if he was entangled by invisible chains.

The black air before my eyes seemed to be real. If this earthquake had a source, it was probably the changes caused by the joy and wailing of ghosts and gods.

The stone statue is fake, and the eyes are actually fake too. Only those wooden signs are real.

Zhu Ci suddenly understood that those things that only appeared in illusions were another false reality created by wronged souls who knew the truth. What he was facing were just ghosts.

“You finally understand.”

A voice suddenly appeared in my mind.

Zhu Ci looked at the blurry figure in front of him, it should be Ban Qing.

"When I was still a player, I felt sympathy for the NPCs here. I didn't do anything but tell a little girl about the outside world and the lives of normal people. But I never thought that was the beginning of the disaster."

"In this dungeon where people believe in gods, she no longer has that kind of awe. Her desire is no longer limited to leaving and revenge. If you are chosen, you must have a special potential."

"We haven't even left this dungeon in this instance. Sympathy is sometimes not a good thing."

…

"Sympathy?" Zhu Ci suddenly said, "I don't sympathize with her."

“Blah, blah, blah…”

"Hey, what's that on you?"

Joseph looked at the countless chains growing on his body, and compared them with the person next to him. The chains on Zhu Ci's body were no less than Shen Wu's.

"What's wrong with you? Can you please not take me with you when you go to die?"

Zhu Ci took a forced look at himself and found that it was not an illusion. He was really tied with chains. However, these chains were not exactly the same as Shen Wu's and were also complete imitations.

These ghosts have wandered through every corner of the underground palace, knowing everything there, yet they can never leave.

Then, the intentions of these NPCs are very obvious, and Que Nu's ambitions are indeed very big.

"She wants to create a god." Zhu Ci said in a low voice.

"What?" Joseph didn't understand. He really didn't understand.

According to intelligence, the underground palace in this copy is actually only a small part of it, and the real plot is after leaving, so no one would take the mission under the underground palace seriously.

However, he reacted quickly. He immediately jumped away for a distance and took out the props.

"Snap." A talisman was stuck on Zhu Ci's forehead.

Congratulations: "..."

Zhu Ci moved his wrist, and numerous memories flooded into his mind, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

He was gradually being assimilated into the endless darkness, becoming confused and dazed by his gradually dulling five senses.

The existence of light is terrifying. As the descendants of sinners, they are not allowed to walk on the earth. Their eyes are afraid of light. Only death can allow them to face the light that can no longer be lifted. The purpose of imprisoning the living in the underworld is not only to avoid heavenly punishment, but also to suppress divinity.

When ghosts open their eyes, it means the gods have closed their eyes. When the gods open their eyes, the heavens are reorganized.

Zhu Ci's eyelids felt heavy and his consciousness seemed to be traveling through the deep ocean.

…

The vibration sound gradually became more intense, the wooden sign surrounding the blessing spun in the air, and blood gushed out of the body. It should have been a small wound, but now it is out of control.

Joseph took a look at the current situation. If he could leave, he would of course choose to leave, but those wooden signs seemed to include his piece.

…

The black mist is spreading, and countless hands are pulling you deeper.

The congratulations silently watched the fragmented pieces of memory.

There is not a lot of information because they seem to be born to survive on their own in this underground palace.

It is a mixture of countless confused and drifting emotions.

So, are the NPCs imprisoned in the underground palace necessarily the children of criminals? Or are they other scapegoats whose minds have been numbed?

…

The underground palace collapsed and there were roars everywhere.

Joseph originally still had some patience, but now he began to get anxious. If he stayed here any longer, he might have to use two props. Zhuci would die once, and he would die too. He would have to use it once and again when he died.

"Hey, Zhuci! What are you doing?"

…

Ignorant and fearless souls only desire freedom. If it is God who stands in their way, they can replace Him and build completely new rules.

Zhu Ci knew that the chains on his body were created by these wronged souls who had no knowledge and acted impulsively according to their own will in order to copy the gods. Their real intention was to form a power link between him and Shen Wu, and then replace his body to take revenge on the people who actually imprisoned them.

And they were halfway there.

It was even more successful because the correct name was written on the wooden sign.

Zhuci felt the strength in his body growing stronger and stronger, and at the same time a voice rushed straight into his head.

"Lend me your body...!"

…

"hiss……"

Joseph took a few steps back. This secret room was hidden deep inside, so from an earthquake perspective it was actually safer than the outside. However, the two guys in front of him were like time bombs.

Zhu Ci's face was covered in sweat, his wrists and ankles could no longer move freely, he clenched his teeth tightly, and the person sitting next to him was another source of danger.

There was even an iron chain between them, shining brightly.

"Blessing, blessing! Can you still speak?" Joseph even decided to put aside the differences in their camps and help with the blessing first, because this copy was completely different from what he knew.

If Zhuci's appearance changes, coupled with the one next to him, even if he has a life-saving prop, he may not be able to withstand it.

There was no reaction to Zhuci's words. Instead, his face looked as pale as a sheet, as if he was not far from turning into a ghost.

Joseph had already begun to frown and grit his teeth.

"What a nice speech! It's my bad luck to meet you." Joseph took out a prop with a painful look on his face. This was a precious prop used to exorcise evil spirits.

…

"Snap." Zhu Ci suddenly opened his eyes. His pupils were no longer black, but were faintly mixed with the same gold as the one next to him. There was a dazed look in his eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks. His brows were furrowed in pain, and he looked inexplicably compassionate.

He held Joseph's hand and handed him something.

"I have dissolved the contract. You use the tool to leave, and then... bring this thing to Mo Yangbing and... Qi Shiyu... and tell them that it was given by An An." Zhu Ci no longer remembered how many he had given, he just took the things out.

"Ah?" Such a strange request. Joseph frowned, incredulous, "Are you crazy? You're still thinking about others at this time?"

"I will go out, and I have your sword with me. Those two... An An will want them to go out. I understand." Zhu Ci said breathlessly.

It turns out that one does not only need to have strong enough power to become a strong person. People with a protective heart, or in other words, people with compassion, can also protect others.

Is this the different ending that An An and that "I" hoped for? And him.

"Hey, congratulations?"