Chapter 47 Inevitable Death
There are countless side quests that may be triggered in the dungeon. If Li Ziyue has to complete all the quests, he will be exhausted to death in the dungeon sooner.
He always only does tasks that are in line with his goals, so even though the reward for [Judge's Sword] is extremely generous, he doesn't care.
The reason he went down the mountain was to fulfill the farmer's request - to take the god out of the Buddha statue.
However, although he acted decisively at this moment, he had hesitated for a long time when considering his request.
This hesitation comes from himself.
He did not forget that he had an additional side mission: 1. Find the real murderer 2. Clear himself of suspicion.
Last night he jumped out of the window and walked away from the temple, but he still hadn't heard the system announce that the mission was completed.
Li Ziyue thought he had a high fever and didn't pay attention to the system reminder. However, when he woke up and checked the tasks -
His fingertips began to feel cold.
That mission is still there.
Display: Not completed.
This is one aspect that Li Ziyue does not want to agree to with the farmers.
But he didn't refuse outright.
It was only because an analysis result from the main mission in his mind urged him to agree.
After he discovered three ways of dying among the zombies in the forest, the system sent him a new message.
[Congratulations on unlocking the key clue of "The Suicidal Peasant": (1/2)]
[Now add the next clue information for you]
A photo was sent from the system.
In the photo, a white-haired old man is sitting on an old chair at the front of a long table. On both sides of the table are several bamboo chairs covered with thick dust and spider silk. The dust shows that no one has sat on them for a long time.
The old man seemed to be in poor condition. One of his eyes was unable to close, and the other was half-closed. His thick black eyebrows drooped, and below them were lips that were cracked to the point of bleeding.
There were only two red spots in the photo: his bleeding mouth and his cheek.
There was an obviously abnormal red color on it.
It's very similar to the state of a person having a fever.
He was chewing hard on a piece of dead bark that was only half left after being gnawed by mice. His weather-beaten hands drooped limply in the shadows, and the tip of his finger pointed at a withered family photo that lay at his feet.
You can vaguely see five people on it, which is the same number of chairs here.
I don't know what happened, but he was the only one left at the table.
Li Ziyue was wondering what this photo was trying to express.
He looked up the main information given earlier, and after comparing them one by one, a guess emerged in his mind.
The main storyline mentions four information points: lack of water, epidemic, hunger, and loneliness.
These four points correspond perfectly to the photo.
The old man's chapped lips correspond to lack of water; the fever corresponds to the epidemic; chewing dry bark corresponds to hunger; and now he is the only one left, which corresponds to loneliness.
At the same time, this matchup is not unfamiliar to the players.
So far, they have experienced water shortage, epidemics, and hunger, but they have not yet completely experienced loneliness.
Loneliness is highlighted.
The objects of loneliness here can be divided into two, one is the player, and the other is the farmer in front of you.
The reason why players are involved has been explained above, as for why farmers are involved...
The farmer mentioned the following points during his conversation with Li Ziyue: ① He had lived for a long time; ② He had lost all his relatives and was left alone; ③ He had been separated from the "God" for more than a hundred years and lived alone on the top of a mountain.
There are only dumb zombies, a humid environment, and rotten food on the top of the mountain. Humans are social animals, and it is easy to develop many negative emotions if we don’t communicate with others for a long time.
In this situation, loneliness invades first.
Considering that the previous clue was related to farmers, Li Ziyue was more inclined to the second answer.
If you want to get the next clue about the main line, you may really need to complete the farmer's request.
At this time, Li Ziyue was no longer as clueless about the current situation as he was last night, which gave him the confidence to accept the request.
But one must be cautious in everything, the analysis was just his guess, and guessing meant gambling, so to be on the safe side, he made three rules with the farmer - if the bride still showed up in the end, he would not set foot in the temple.
After all, completing the task is a small matter, but killing yourself is a big matter.
Based on the above, eliminating the appearance of the "victim" bride at the root is the first step to ensure that he will not be judged at night.
The entrance is a square manhole cover about one meter long and wide, with gaps around it covered with dead grass. This area is considered the edge of the village, and the manhole cover is not protruding, making it difficult to be discovered.
I don’t know whether to say that Sun Yuancheng is lucky or unlucky. Others have been looking for it for a long time but couldn’t find it, but he just fell in when he walked around randomly.
Sun Yuancheng climbed down first, feeling the edge. Seeing Li Ziyue still staring at the manhole cover, he couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Brother, what's wrong?"
Li Ziyue rubbed the edge of the manhole cover with his fingertips thoughtfully, then picked up a piece of yellow soil that was hard enough to break a few human teeth and knocked it hard on the gap in the manhole cover a few times.
The loess shattered, his palms turned red, and a white gap was smashed into the manhole cover.
Li Ziyue stuck a small stone in the gap.
He reached out and patted Sun Yuancheng's curious head, and sent him back into the basement with a "ouch, ouch".
Then he flipped the manhole cover, trapping Sun Yuancheng inside.
Sun Yuancheng was about to cry out in anger when he saw a little light from above, followed by two gusts of strong wind blowing past.
Li Ziyue and Zhang Lian jumped in.
Sun Yuancheng squeezed his tears and said, "Brother, you should be more cautious. Put a stone there so that we can get out later."
Li Ziyue just laughed and complained to him: "Why are you crying again? Are you going to cry with these kids later?"
Sun Yuancheng snorted.
The basement was not ventilated, and human feces, urine, and unknown mucus were trapped inside and unable to escape. An indescribable damp stench floated in the air.
Unlike the extremely hot outside, it was unusually cold in here. The light bulbs hanging from the ceiling emitted a flickering orange-red light. The orange color made the children's faces look like loess, and the red color turned the environment here into a farm-like mourning hall.
Hearing the noise, the children locked in different blocks poked their heads out again.
Their eyes were as stupid as before, and some of them were drooling at Li Ziyue and his group.
Sun Yuancheng whispered in a low voice: "These children are very strange. Although the mission requires me to rescue them, they cry loudly when I hold them in my arms."
He thought of the children's feet he had seen earlier, pointed there and explained, "But then I realized it might be because I hurt their feet."
Li Ziyue looked in the direction he directed.
With the almost non-existent light, he saw a dense mass of tiny strips on the ground.
The strips were intricate and numerous, piled together in a chaotic manner, occasionally moving with the child's movements, like a group of still-wriggling flesh-colored maggots.
"What can we do? Should we cut the string from the children's feet? But the string looks like it...hiss, it looks like it grows naturally from the soles of their feet...what if they feel pain and start screaming again?"
Sun Yuancheng looked worried.
Li Ziyue was thinking about something else.
There are six squares in total, and combined with what Sun Yuancheng said before, the children are divided into six categories.
Cowardly, honest, irritable, insidious...
There is another strange difference.
Li Ziyue narrowed his eyes slightly.
There are obviously fewer children in the timid and honest blocks than in the violent and sinister blocks.
Moreover, almost all of them had unknown mucus on their bodies, while only a few of the violent ones had this phenomenon.
why is that?
And why are these children's ages so surprisingly consistent?
Women in the village choose to give birth to children at the same time? But this cannot maintain the balance of the village population.
Or are only some of the children detained here?
That would be troublesome.
Li Ziyue's heart skipped a beat.
Let’s put these issues aside for now and think about how to take the child out.
Just as he was thinking about it, Sun Yuancheng took out a piece of crumpled cloth from his pocket.
“I picked this up there.”
Li Ziyue took it and took a look.
[My head is howling]
[My middle is waiting]
[My bottom is shrinking]
My shell is burning
[My inner self is sprouting]
This is what the old woman said on the rainy night before.
"At this time, first check if there is any useful information in the mission," Li Ziyue's fingertips stopped at the sentence "Maybe what you saw was just the child's part", "mark it in your mind."
Sun Yuancheng nodded.
“Then look at this piece of cloth.”
The light here was very poor. Zhang Lian was so sleepy that he yawned a few times. Finally, he could not help leaning against Li Ziyue. He lowered his head tentatively and rested his chin on the top of Li Ziyue's head.
Li Ziyue was busy teaching Sun Yuancheng how to analyze, so he ignored Zhang Lian and let him lean against him.
Zhang Lian closed his eyes in a good mood.
"It's probably not a coincidence that this information appears nearby. We can try to follow the content to see if there is any inconsistency."
Li Ziyue stared at the child's "baby feet" in the cube and said to himself, "My lower body is shrinking."
He recalled the graveyard behind the school. The screams of the seedlings he had planted seemed to still linger in his ears: "My insides are sprouting."
And the sentence above.
He frowned. When it came to burning, his most immediate reaction was the burning sensation when the rain soaked his skin at night.
"My shell..."
Li Ziyue paused for half a second. The discomfort he had previously felt from touching the umbrella was answered at this moment, and he unconsciously got goose bumps all over his body.
Li Ziyue swallowed the second half of the sentence.
Now there are only two sentences left that have no corresponding sentences - the waiting in the middle and the wailing above.
He took a deep breath and asked, "Where was the child you were holding?"
Sun Yuancheng said "Ah" in confusion, and then gave a demonstration remotely.
"In the armpit."
Upper body...
Li Ziyue collected the cloth and placed his hands on the middle joint of the child's body in front of him.
"Be good." The timid child blinked at him. The eyeballs that were about to droop due to excessive fear stopped falling after Li Ziyue's gentle coaxing. The child even smiled shyly.
Li Ziyue raised the corner of his mouth slightly and slowly lifted him up.
"My middle is waiting." The flesh line under the child's feet broke silently, "Is it here?"
By the time Li Ziyue held him in his arms, the child's feet had returned to their normal size.
She didn't cry or make a fuss. Instead, she grinned at Li Ziyue.
Zhang Lian behind him raised one eye, glanced at the child with his sleepy almond-shaped eyes, then rubbed Li Ziyue's head twice, as if to say "mine".
Of course Li Ziyue didn't know that he was secretly competing with the child. If he knew, he would probably beat him up.
Sun Yuancheng followed suit and picked up the child like pulling a carrot. The child protested by spitting.
Zhang Lian originally just wanted to lean on Li Ziyue and sleep, but after being looked at by Li Ziyue, he slowly walked around in front of the square, and finally found a child who looked 30% like Li Ziyue in the corner, thus completing his "saving" mission.
"Let's go," Li Ziyue patted the child's neck, "We can take a few more out while no one is here..."
Before he finished speaking, his feet suddenly stopped moving and his body suddenly tensed up.
Looking forward, I saw a man and a woman standing at the exit, and behind them, there were a few old black villagers with bent backs and sickles in their hands.
Because they were too hungry, their eyes seemed to flash with a strange and greedy green light like that of wolves.
It gets worse.
The stone that Li Ziyue had used to block the manhole cover was now held in the woman's hand.
The man smiled at Li Ziyue.
"I saw you in my mother-in-law's room last night."
"You did that question, so you should know that there is an unwritten rule in our village."
Of course Li Ziyue knew.
Three sheep and three wolves. When the number of wolves is greater than the sheep, they can eat the "sheep" unconditionally.
Rules override everything. No matter how strong Zhang Lian is, the number of players on their side is not enough.
This is an inevitable dead end.
I'm in trouble.
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