Chapter 28 Let's Set Sail, ███! "I had a hard time finding you, senior..."
The betting was open and transparent to all players. Lin Feng heard the Evil God chuckle with interest, clearly enjoying the spectacle. He didn't think much of it; the fire wouldn't affect the Evil God, so naturally he found everything amusing. He himself, however, felt a little embarrassed: "Zhu Wende must be furious..."
"What's your decision?" The officer suddenly brought Lin Feng back to his senses... What else could he do? The evil god had already made the decision for him.
Fortunately, he was able to leave the group of opponents unharmed. Lin Feng was no longer in danger of being hunted down for turning against them in person, so he was much more friendly to the opponents and readily agreed.
"Then I'll leave it to you." The officer extended his hand.
"You're too kind." Lin Feng grasped her hand and shook it like family.
The detailed task has been released.
[The betting task has begun]
[Mission issued by: the opposition]
[Mission Details: Before the Giant sets sail, seize at least 25 crates of smuggled goods (0/25)]
"This 'box' should refer to a coffin." Lin Feng, having been ruthlessly dismissed by his employer after accepting the task, quickly realized the key point: "They only said to seize smuggled goods, but all five ships have smuggled goods from the Sailors, it doesn't necessarily have to be from the Giant?"
He acted immediately, preparing to preemptively return to the cargo hold, carrying a coffin, and climb the pipes forged from the flesh and blood of Ramiya.
Flesh and blood are alive; they will follow a person's actions and desires. If you want to crawl in, they will push you in; if you want to crawl out, they will "spit" you out.
He made it forward without any trouble: "With so many ships, they probably can't lay an ambush first..."
The evil god exclaimed in astonishment, "You're not human?"
"Huh?" Why are you suddenly yelling at him?
"Otherwise, why do you have such a jinxed mouth? Why don't you bow your head?"
Lin Feng had just climbed to the pipe exit when he heard this and was suddenly startled. He immediately ducked to avoid the suddenly snapping fishing line, flipped over, and fell into the sea while holding the coffin. He then heard someone in the distance say through the water, "Oh, I caught a small fish."
Lin Feng was terrified. He immediately pulled out a prop bamboo raft, lifted the coffin onto it, and sped off like a speedboat, performing a high-speed thrill ride on the water.
As he was about to reach the shore, he instinctively felt something was wrong with the waves hitting his back. He desperately dodged to the side, abandoning the coffin, but the evil god spoke up at that moment, telling him to lift the coffin up.
Lin Feng suppressed the urge to curse, dodging the fishing line pulled from behind him as he lifted the coffin and climbed ashore. Just then, he heard something snap on the shore. The fishing line, which had been lying in wait, suddenly fell and cleaved the coffin in two, grazing past his head.
The coffin that took the blow for him, along with half of the corpse, fell into the sea, carrying a string of gold and silver jewels that had fallen from the cut at the waist. Lin Feng was so frightened that he didn't dare to delay. He didn't dare to go into the water and ran into the gate of Terminal 2 with the remaining half of the coffin in his arms.
Zhu Wen didn't catch up. Lin Feng, panting, cursed, "This is definitely taking it out on someone else," and subconsciously glanced at the progress.
[Seized smuggled goods (0.5/25)]
It has both whole and odd amounts.
Lin Feng's eyes widened as if he'd stumbled upon a dead mouse: "Holy crap, it really counts? Or was that the Giant just now?"
He suddenly realized that the task was not so difficult. If all he could do was seize the smuggled goods from the Giant, with one ship on both sides, the attacking side, as the opposition, would definitely suffer a loss. Unless he could find the Giant before the other two and mislead them into believing that another ship was the Giant, it would be impossible to steal 25 coffins from one ship in a row.
But if there is no range, then it's easy. There are only two people on the other side. How can they defend against five giant ships that span the left and right harbors?
The game is fair after all!
"Stealing smuggled goods from those two cruise ships in Zuogang would be even better, since we can use the air transport route directly." Lin Feng was quite optimistic and was about to go up to the third floor when the door to the stairwell opened, and he met the eyes of the VIPs filling the hall.
He wondered if he was seeing things, but the masked men's eyes seemed to be gleaming with an excited desire to avenge their humiliation.
...Why did he feel like he was being targeted again?
The masked man moved, and Lin Feng snapped out of his daze, slammed the door, turned around and ran, only to discover in despair that no matter what door or window he tried to climb through, the end was still the venue.
"Oh no! How could this happen?!"
The evil god found it amusing to watch him run around aimlessly: "Otherwise, why do you think that kid didn't chase after you? Was he kind enough to let you go?"
"Help! Why don't you tell me..." Lin Feng jolted, swallowing the rest of the words. These words sounded like a complaint, which he shouldn't have said. His newly chosen master was no pushover, just like Zhu Wen.
The evil god didn't blame him; instead, he laughed and said, "Because I'm helping you. See that pit in the lobby on the first floor? Jump in."
What's next?
"Your teammate."
Lin Feng's face changed, and he was on the verge of tears: "That lunatic who spoke arrogantly to the seventh-ranked player? No, no, please! I only chose the same team as him and Zhu Wen is already going to kill me. If I team up with him, won't we both be included in the 'thousand cuts' deluxe package?"
"Are you afraid?" Seeing Lin Feng's expression change again, as if he were afraid but also ready to die for his cause, the evil god comforted him, "That person is indeed arrogant and reckless, and he does things without considering the consequences. I let you choose this group because what I want is in those smuggled goods, and I want to take it with me. If you were on the guard side, it would be considered 'stealing from your own guard,' and all your efforts would be in vain. So we had no choice but to do this."
He said softly, “I didn’t expect anyone else to choose this group. This person probably has ulterior motives and their own methods. It’s a risk. You are my believer, so I naturally can’t let you be schemed against under my nose. If you can’t handle it, I have other ways.”
This was the first time Lin Feng had ever heard the Evil God speak so softly and at such a long time. He seemed to be thinking of him without hiding his purpose, which made it seem like he was being sincere.
Putting aside his previous mistake of choosing the wrong Destiny ship and being tricked by the tattooed man, in just a short while, he was almost executed on the spot by the opposition, nearly had his head chopped off by Zhu Wen, and then got caught in a maze and chased by the masked man. It was inevitable that his mentality would collapse. He was easily coaxed and nodded repeatedly with emotion.
The next second his mind went blank for a moment, and before he could grasp the fleeting sense of disorientation, he jumped into the pit.
The pit was the perfect size, almost as if it were tailor-made for him, and the shouts that instantly erupted in the cell sounded like a "welcome ceremony."
*
After Xue Chao lit the gunpowder, he left all his intense emotions—surprise, jubilation, and anger—to others, acting like a detached spectator. He forgot about the bet and ignored the smuggled goods, instead pondering for a long time before starting to play with removing the prisoners' eyeballs.
This left many viewers who were either expecting him or looking forward to seeing him make a fool of himself confused, thinking that he was also a pervert, squeezing out a "stress relief ball" to relieve stress before going to the battlefield.
Xue Chao twirled the sticky eyeballs in his hand like he was playing with walnuts, then re-entered the cell from the beginning. He randomly selected a lucky prisoner and kicked him in the buttocks, not too hard, not too soft. The prisoner let out a heart-wrenching scream, just like someone trying to scam someone. Then his "scam gang" immediately joined in, and the screams rose and fell, never stopping.
The eyes in his palm indeed became "restless," spinning around aimlessly like headless flies. Xue Chao opened his hand and glanced at them for a long time, but they didn't stop. So he lazily raised his voice: "What are you spinning around for? I thought you had some skills. You're ugly things that are not even good as decorations. I don't think I can count on you. Anyway, no one with a brain will come into the building now. I have plenty of time. I might as well touch them one by one. I'm sure I can find the one with a spirit."
With that murderous face, he raised one eyeball and asked in a gentle tone, "Is there something you want to say?"
The eyeballs remained motionless, as if they were "dead" again. Xue Chao didn't even blink, crushing them directly and then throwing them onto his left palm. The shattered eyeballs and blood dripped down, drenching the other eyeballs in a "bloody rain." The eyeballs trembled as they tasted the corpse of their companions.
Xue Chao slowly closed his left hand, looked into the eye through the crease of his fist, and asked, "And you?"
The eyeballs were still for a moment, then miraculously came to life, jumping actively as if they had a thousand words to say. Xue Chao pretended to wait for a while, then opened his hand, and the messy eyeballs adjusted their directions, their pupils instantly looking to the same left.
"That's right." Following the guidance of the eyes, Xue Chao arrived at the iron cage at the far left. He peered to the left past the prisoners, but the eyes still looked to the left, indicating that he wasn't in this cell and needed to go further to the left.
He discovered it in the basement of the guard post. The eyeballs were alive; they were the "souls" that kept these creatures, whose lives and deaths were unknown, in check. Once removed, the lambs would be nothing but withered shells.
But when the soul is separated from the body, the body cannot move, but the soul will not die. When the eyeballs were gouged out, the soul was clearly still "angrily" charging around, as if it wanted to bite him, but later it seemed to die.
Xue Chao felt that these bastards were definitely faking it, and sure enough, he found out as soon as he tried.
When the prisoner in the basement, which was wide open, discovered him, his eyes suddenly darted around. But Xue Chao found it strange at the time. He was a man who was destined to die. If he moved, it would be like he was coming back to life and would definitely "scare" him. Why did he turn 180 degrees and cut off his own eyes? If he hadn't cut them off, Xue Chao wouldn't have been able to discover so quickly that his eyes were his weakness.
Unless those eyes weren't meant to scare him, but suddenly came to life and looked first at the "most important thing."
As for what this "most important thing" is...
After waking up countless noisy lambs, Xue Chao finally found the correct cell, and the direction of their eyes finally changed, all looking at the ceiling.
He climbed to the top of the cage and, sure enough, found a hidden door in the ceiling with a mezzanine inside. This dilapidated port must have eight hundred hidden rooms.
This location is probably... Xue Chao was taken aback; it was the game store.
So his body was in the dungeon directly below the store at the time, close enough that the signal transmitter worked so well.
He picked up the chainsaw and sawed open the hidden door. The exotic handicraft shop's decor had completely disappeared, replaced by a cold, dark room resembling an interrogation room. There were no windows or doors, but the sound of the sea could be clearly heard outside the walls. It was indeed the shop's location.
The shelves, merchandise, cuckoo clocks, carpets, and even wallpaper were all torn away, but the half-glass window in the middle remained unchanged. Outside the window, two rows of shelves stood, displaying everything from knives, guns, and clubs to torturous items like branding irons, wrenches, finger clips, and crossbows.
Inside the window, a man was tied to a torture chair, his head bowed, his limbs hunched, as thin as a piece of firewood scattered in the chair, or rather, inferior firewood that had been passed off as good quality, with occasional gaps from worms. His clothes consisted of only a few humiliating strips of rags, and his body was covered in a patch of new and old wounds, like a naughty child scribbling on an old wall with ketchup.
Xue Chao leaned lazily against the window: "I had a hard time finding you, senior. Do you need me to untie you?"
Side Quest 2-2 "The One Who Brings Back the Prophecy" has been completed.
[Reward: 10 contribution points]
"【██】I found it!"
"【██】This guy's eyes are practically asking for directions, wow!"
Hearing the commotion, the former investigator shook his head, still somewhat disoriented. He tried to lift his head to see who it was, but his neck felt like a broken dog, unable to straighten.
After his futile attempts, he finally remembered where he was, and in a hoarse, broken voice, he shouted in self-deception, "Get out!"
He wasn't just being sarcastic; as soon as he shouted, a row of sharp spikes rained down on Xue Chao's head. He lightly stepped back to dodge, then turned around and circled around the steel darts that had been waiting behind him. He grabbed the iron crossbow from the weapon rack, braced himself against the ground, attached the fallen darts, aimed, pulled, and released. The iron tip pierced through the broken glass with unstoppable force, heading straight for the man's lowered head and the crown of his head.
Just as they were about to meet, the senior, whose neck seemed to be broken, suddenly became agile. He tilted his head, and the dart got right into the lock of the neck chain. With a click, his neck was free again.
Xue Chao shamelessly replied, "You're welcome."
The investigator looked up. His face was gaunt, his pale skin tightly wrapped around his bones, making his features too clear to be discernible. But the eye that wasn't hidden by his disheveled hair was full of vivid resentment, which ignited his rotten wood and made him anything but a "homeless dog."
"Here to ask about prophecy again?" He glared at Xue Chao, but his words were calm. "I've said it many times. If you don't believe me, go to the temple and see for yourself. What, in such a vast port as Giants, can't you even find a single pawn willing to jump into the sea?"
After making his sarcastic remarks, he lowered his head, too lazy to pay any more attention to this uninvited guest.
“You may have misunderstood something. I have no interest in prophecy,” Xue Chao said with a smile. “I am interested in the ‘eyes’ on your body.”
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