Chapter 110 Paper Town
Overnight, legends of water ghosts appeared in both the north and south villages.
I heard that in the paper-zha town at night, some wooden boxes will randomly appear on the bottom of some lakes, and water ghosts will come out of them to claim lives.
Regardless of what the second round of old players left in the dungeon think, the new players are amazed by this news, and most of them send it to each other as key information.
After all, this paperweight dungeon looks too ordinary. Apart from killing paper beasts and doing some daily tasks like chopping bamboo, you go to the studio at night to fight monsters, carve bone patterns, and learn to paint. It's all done step by step, just like playing a game.
"I heard that they didn't even let go of players in the skeleton state. These water ghosts are really hungry."
"Our village has fenced off the only small lake. The new players said they would go down and take a look after they finish their mission today."
The next day, during the information exchange time after breakfast, Lin Xuan had just sent these two messages on the communicator when he saw several intelligence summaries sent out by Qiao Song, especially the sentence "There is no water ghost, the water ghost is me." Lin Xuan almost spit out a mouthful of tea onto the opposite table.
"Young man, don't be too unrestrained when eating."
Across the table was a middle-aged man in a blue robe, who ate beef and drank wine in a heroic manner, without even touching the white steamed bun in front of him.
Lin Xuan's players are different from those in Nanbei Village. In their village, they don't choose a residence and then go to the villagers' homes to meet their requests. Instead, they stay in hotels directly. Of course, they can also choose to sell the paper beast corpses as prey to the inn.
It's essentially the same thing, but the immersion here is much stronger.
Even the breakfast area is antique and resembles the lobby of an inn in a martial arts drama.
The NPC opposite is the one who will take him out to complete the mission later.
Lin Xuan clasped his fists awkwardly and said sorry, then looked down at the messages sent by Qiao Song in his address book and felt like he was going to choke on water.
Qiao: I played the role of the water ghost. Don't be afraid, there are no ghosts underwater, but there are items like shrines. I suspect they are the rewards for winning the beauty contest at the seventh bonfire party. You can pay more attention to whether there are any players in the village who appear in a non-skeleton state. They may be old players left over from the previous round. You can get some information from them.
A Little Candy: There is currently only one old player in Nancun, and he happens to live in the house where I live.
Lin Xuan quickly sent a message -
Store No. 8, Ticai East Road: There seems to be one in Dongcun as well. The guy is wrapped in a long robe, but you can tell it’s a skeleton. However, he has real hair on his head. It’s in the inn next to ours. I’ll go and ask around during the day.
Cat Love House: I have explored the West Village, and currently there are two old players living together. Another thing is that our village may be the only place where the legend of water ghosts will not appear. I walked through the entire village, and there is no lake here, not even a small puddle.
The West Village where Aunt Huo lives is a mixture of wasteland and western cowboy elements. The ground is covered with yellow sand and tumbleweeds. Even the wood is dry, and lake elements are rarely seen.
However, Qiao Song sensed a more secret message.
If shrines only appear underwater, and there is no lake in West Village, then it means that there will be no shrines in West Village.
It’s strange, why do three villages have it but this one doesn’t?
Qiao: Aunt Huo, I met some people from your West Village in the studio copy. That Calabash Brother and Miss Mattress should be the old players from the previous round.
Everyone else immediately started talking about the studio. It seemed that when they were learning to draw bones, they had met players from other villages and had a brief competition with them. After all, only by killing the paper beast in the studio, which was obviously a domesticated one, could they get a short half-hour break and learn how to draw bones inside.
But the strange thing is that I never seem to meet any of my own family members.
Qiao: It may be that the base number of groups is too large. When the pace of the game speeds up in the next few days, the other villages may be mixed together.
After again reminding the others to practice as much as possible in the dungeon and not to be eliminated too early, and that the longer they stayed here, the greater the benefit to their souls, Qiao Song turned off the communicator.
At the dinner table, the boys and girls as well as Fan Xi's family kept looking at her with strange eyes.
Qiao Song smoothed down the hair of Xiao Ni, whose hair was all curled up when he was sleeping. He didn't know why, this guy had turned into a paper man, how could his hair still be so curled up when he was sleeping.
Xiao Ni didn't seem to have enough sleep. But today, his pale paper shell had a light complexion. It seemed that the soup he had yesterday was indeed very nutritious.
But if you have to say it, Qiao Song is much more exaggerated than him.
After one night, the skeleton, on which only faint light could be seen before, has now become visible with blood vessels and other muscle lines crawling out of the bones, which looks very vivid and scary.
Qiao Song, like a nouveau riche, used a large number of soul coins to make a set of pajamas and stuck them on his body, just to cover his newly grown vitals and protect the eyes of passers-by.
"Why are you all looking at me like that?"
As soon as Qiao Song raised his head, the two little guys opposite him immediately retracted their heads.
The girl was a little angry, a little scared, and even a little lost.
When the guy whom she had spent so much effort to kill but had always failed was easily killed by the copy last night, she not only did not feel happy, but instead had a feeling of powerlessness that she had spent such a huge amount of money, but in the end she died so easily.
As a result, when the ghost player woke up, he was full of energy and flew back from outside the village with a bamboo helicopter on his head. He knocked on the door and asked if he had breakfast in the morning.
Finally I took care of it.
The mechanical slaves went to the kitchen and brought the processed food. Qiao Song just sat at the table and ate it without any hesitation.
Facing the scrutiny of the two NPCs, Fan Xi and Fan Heng, she even had time to wipe her mouth: "I heard from other players that I will be taught how to paint skin and tailor clothes later. You have seen my situation today, how about teaching me in advance?"
It was a common sight to see skeletons walking around in the village, but it was rare, and even unheard of, for skeletons to grow flesh and blood after just one day.
Fan Xi, who had already guessed what she had done based on the chaotic data within the system, sighed: "Come back early in the afternoon and I will teach you."
The implication is that daily tasks still need to be completed.
It's still the same three choices: one is to spend money, two is to cut bamboo, and three is to kill the paper beast.
Qiao Song brought back the paper beasts he hunted last night, but Fan Xi said, "The paper beasts that attacked us outside the house during the day, the ones that attacked us at night, and the ones that you encountered when you were drawing bones in the house are three different kinds of paper beasts. We will only charge for the daytime ones for accommodation. I can exchange the ones you hunted last night for soul coins, or you can keep them for yourself and we will help you deal with them like yesterday."
These three kinds of paper beasts are surprisingly different. She understands the one in the painting studio. After all, after death, it will directly drop the study room card to generate a room. That one is obviously a product of the game, not to mention that boys and girls can directly cheat and control it.
But there are actually two types during the day and at night, which made Qiao Song think a little more.
Qiao Song looked at Xiao Ni who was eating like a piglet and chose the same approach as yesterday.
"Is there any way to carry those processed tonic soups? We have other little ones to raise at home."
Qiao Song was talking about the little ghosts in the net bag, the hearse, Xiaoying, and Hei Dou and the others. He didn't know whether the latter two could drink this soup. In essence, Xiaoying was also a ghost, but now she had merged with the hearse.
Fan Xi nodded: "Yes, but it requires a special container. You can buy it from me, or you can cut more bamboo today and exchange it with me."
Qiao Song chose to go out to work. She had made an appointment with the fish killer at RT-Mart to go out and collect bamboo together today.
But before she left, she couldn't help but ask, "I'm a little curious. Since the tonic soup produced in your copy is so effective against ghosts, are there people in other copies who specialize in this business and come to exchange raw materials with you?"
For example, the Newcomer Alliance, it is said that they like to raise ghosts.
For example, in Mr. Cai’s convenience store, most of the food for ghosts produced in their store have to go through a special production line. Mr. Cai has been wandering around multiple copies, and even delusionally wants to swallow hell, just to get raw materials.
Qiao Song felt that the things that came out of the paper beast were also a kind of raw materials.
When it comes to purchasing goods, Fan Heng took the initiative to speak: "Of course, but the location of our copy is quite special. Only those who have obtained the designated map can find it. The rest of the time, we rely on the fleet of Guishen Street Office to transport the goods out."
Guishen Street Office, what a familiar name.
It was not until he walked out of the cabin that Qiao Song remembered that these were the same fleets of cars that handled goods when he was at the convenience store.
She still has the business cards of these teams in her tool box.
Those guys' business is so extensive.
Qiao Song became increasingly aware that most of the copies were connected to each other. Some of the connections were more obvious, through convoys or interactions between players, and some were more covert, like what she saw this time when she fell into the shrine space.
If the Twelve Committees really influenced each other in some secret way, then is it because of this reason that the paper-folding town has changed from its original pure paper-folding style to what it is now, divided into four villages with four different styles?
As Qiao Song was thinking this, he soon ran into the fish-killing brother who came to meet him during the day.
Jiang Yi didn't recognize her at first. In this copy, most of the players were in a skeleton state, and they could only distinguish each other by their accents or even some prop features.
But it's only been one night, how come the guy who used the chainsaw yesterday grew some flesh?
Xiao Wang, who was standing next to Jiang Yi, kept staring at Qiao Song with envy.
"Although I know you want to wear clothes, it's too arrogant to wear soul coins on your body. Boss, are you still in need of any subordinates? I accept various part-time jobs 24 hours a day and charge by the hour. College students are very cheap, you can pay as you see fit."
Jiang Yi immediately slapped him on the back of the head and said he was useless.
However, seeing the flesh and blood that grew on Qiao Song overnight, he was filled with envy.
"How many paper beasts did you kill in one night? How come you grow so fast?"
Qiao Song did not mention the shrine directly, but he mentioned some information about other villages while cutting bamboo.
Jiang Yi's bones have recovered well today, and he also talked about what happened in the studio that night: "We also met someone from another village last night. He was wearing tattered cowboy clothes and a hat on his head. He was very fierce, but we were lucky. Half of the monster's body was in the shape of a fish, and it was quickly killed by my fish-killing knife."
The sharpness of the knife in his hand depends on two points: one is the similarity between the weapon and the knife, and the other is the similarity between the object being attacked and the fish.
Both points were met yesterday and we quickly killed the guy from Nishimura.
I heard that they also met people from the West Village. Combined with the information from the East and South villages in the morning, Qiao Song was a little suspicious that the studio collision on the first day was divided into two groups, the Southeast and the Northwest.
Xiao Ni stayed in the house again today to learn how to paint skin. Fan Xi said that he was quite talented. After last night's practice, his learning speed would be faster today. He could take classes with Qiao Song in the evening to learn how to cut clothes and change himself into a skin that was closer to that of a human.
The boy and girl first suffered the mental blow of Qiao Song not dying, and then saw the other little paper man studying hard and being praised repeatedly by his uncles. They had no time to disturb Qiao Song and began to work hard.
Especially the boy who lost his lucky money these days, changed his usual attitude. When Qiao Song brought the bamboo back, the boy was being grabbed by the collar by the girl and scolded, "How come you can draw so well?"
The temporary success of an outsider is certainly heartbreaking, but if a good partner who has been with her day and night suddenly becomes successful, it will keep a virgin awake all night!
The little salted fish didn't struggle when being shaken, and just acted coquettishly towards the elders: "Second uncle, have my painting skills improved a lot?"
Then Fan Heng would try to rescue him with a smile, leaving the irritable girl standing there going crazy, and then she would have to start learning painting desperately.
She doesn't want to be the last one!
For this reason, Fan Xi and Fan Heng stated that Xiao Ni completed the sardine mission very well. During the few days in the copy, he did not need to pay any extra food processing fees, and occasionally he could even dine with the natives of the Fan family.
Fan Xi rubbed his brows, and there was a little blue under his eyes, as if he had not slept well. He collected the bamboo handed in by Qiao Song and gave her several containers, which contained the batch of paper beasts that needed to be processed urgently in the morning.
"There are 10 bottles in total. A guy like Xiao Ni can sleep well all night after drinking one bottle, so don't give him too much at once."
Qiao Song made an OK gesture.
She came back specifically to get this thing not for Xiao Ni, but for another use in the copy.
Jiang Yi, the RT-Mart brother who was waiting for her outside the door, saw Qiao Song coming out, his eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at the thing in her hand.
"Is this the thing?"
These test tube-like bottles appear to be black and white. Qiao Song asked Fan Xi what the difference was, and the answer he got was that there was no difference, it was just that the materials on hand happened to look like this.
Fan Xi’s ability is chess of all things.
It seems that everything can be created directly with Go pieces.
What Qiao Song didn't know was that Fan Xi had used this ability to observe her performance from afar by the lake last night, which indirectly led to her not being able to sleep well the whole night.
According to yesterday's original plan, they planned to explore outside the village today. Not leaving the village directly, but at least going to the edge to see how those paper beasts got into the village.
Qiao Song was quite concerned about what Fan Xi said about there being three kinds of paper beasts in the village, especially the two types that attacked the village during the day and at night.
"Xiao Wang, how is your physical condition?"
Jiang Yi shook his head and patted his younger brother: "It's probably the level where you have to give up after handing out flyers for two hours in the morning under the not-so-hot sun."
Xiao Wang covered his face and said, "You don't have to be so detailed, Brother Jiang."
"But I have a physical test skill that can more or less make up for the physical fitness gap. It just means I have to rest for half a day after using it once."
[The fragile and hard-to-kill college student - physical test version]
[With the mentality that you will die if you fail the test, you will complete a physical test. The physical test time limit is one hour. All physical indexes, including endurance, upper limb strength, body flexibility, and even luck, will receive a 100% bonus. After one hour, the negative effects will take effect and you will enter a lying state. You will have no energy to do anything and can only lie in bed to rest. As time goes by, the accumulated muscle soreness will gradually ease. ]
Such realistic physical test data of college students...
If there is no reliable companion by the side, I dare not use this skill easily. Once used, I will almost be lying down and waiting to die.
Qiao Song had an idea in mind: "The first half is mainly for exploration. We don't need to take the initiative to attack. If anything happens, you can stay on your brother Jiang's back and use the flyer skill to explore the surroundings."
Xiao Wang nodded. He knew very well how to develop in a sneaky way and stood directly between Qiao Song and Jiang Yi.
The big guy Jiang Yi, although no flesh and blood grew on his bones, he recovered well. Judging from his size alone, he was worth both Qiao Song and Xiao Wang. He was holding a long-handled sharp knife in his hand, looking like a skeleton butcher.
The knife in his hand was exchanged with the NPC in the house yesterday.
It is said that the NPC has a great demand for paper beasts and soul coins. Jiang Yi actually had the courage to leave the room on the first floor last night and went out to kill two paper beasts, only to exchange them for such a useful knife.
"You were so brave last night, why are you so scared today?"
Jiang Yi said this deliberately to make Xiao Wang less nervous, but the latter didn't know whether he was activating his ability, and he shrank even more.
"No, brother, I feel that the guys hiding in the thick fog outside are much more terrifying than the ones we saw last night."
Xiao Wang gestured a little with his hands, and Qiao Song understood.
It's the size.
She had also felt it yesterday. The guys who besieged them downstairs at night were not even as big as the three-headed dog. But when they drove the vehicle in from outside the copy, there were monsters of various shapes and sizes crawling on both sides of the road, and there was even a paper beast as tall as a hill.
Looking at those postures, it seems like they are crawling and moving slowly towards here.
At first, Qiao Song suspected that the paper beasts that attacked the village moved in step by step from outside the village, but now she thinks, if there are two kinds of paper beasts in the village during the day and at night, then those huge ones outside, did they come during the day or at night?
The detection method is very simple and easy.
"But isn't this something for ghosts to eat? Will paper beasts like it too?" Jiang Yi sniffed. He didn't smell any fragrance in the air, but compared to yesterday, there was a very fresh smell in the whole village.
Strange, did someone burn something in the village? But there is no fire source in Zhazhi Village, right?
The cyber village where they live has a strange sense of fusion. It seems that even the kitchen is powered by mechanical energy. While it looks full of high technology, it also has a strange sense of separation from the entire village.
As he walked forward, Qiao Song had already opened the stopper of a small white bottle, seemingly preparing to pour it on the grass.
The place where she was now was similar to the bush she was in yesterday, very close to the outskirts of the village and already at the border of the dungeon.
Not long after they finished cutting the bamboo yesterday, a snake-like paper beast sneaked into the village from the border. It should happen again today.
Soon, Xiao Wang began to give warnings, and everyone stopped talking and no longer spoke, relying only on gestures and tacit understanding.
Qiao Song gave up the noisy electric saw and replaced it with a big hammer that he hadn't used for a long time.
Jiang Yi was standing not far away holding a knife. The weeds they entered were already half a person tall. As several of them were in skeleton form, they blended in almost perfectly.
Qiao Song sprinkled the processed nutrient solution in the glass bottle in several fixed areas and soon noticed some living creatures passing by.
Compared to the anaconda-sized python yesterday, the one that came today was a giant porcupine.
It's not quite accurate to call it a pig, because there were several other small animals stuck on the spikes on its back. When the pig turned around, Qiao Song saw what was stuck on its back.
It's a wolf with a broken leg.
Wait, if we use the wolf as a reference, and we can hold a wolf on its back like an apple, then the size of this pig...?
Qiao Song immediately clenched his left fist and made a gesture to retreat.
Xiao Wang, who was already a little scared, immediately grabbed her hand and shook it, pointed in another direction, and made a gesture.
That was the secret signal they had agreed upon before, meaning that a big guy was approaching over there.
Soon, another strange-looking elk came out, also with a wolf on its antlers.
Using the wolf as a reference, the size of this deer is also very scary.
Almost every one of them has reached the size of a small truck.
Jiang Yi, a tall man standing next to him who was initially very interested in killing the paper beasts, now looked at his knife and then at the monsters.
After looking at each other silently, Qiao Song and he both understood each other's meaning.
Jiang Yi: Is the effect of your potion a little too good?
Qiao Song: I didn’t expect it to be so good.
Jiang Yi: The knife is a bit small, can we win by fighting like this?
Qiao Song: He will die.
Very good, we have reached an agreement. It is better to observe and not be impulsive.
Maybe it was because it was the second day of the dungeon, the paper beasts that came nearby had grown larger.
But seeing that the group of guys were almost all circling around the grass sprinkled with potion, Qiao Song also understood one thing. After these treatments, the soul solution that ghosts could directly absorb was indeed attractive to paper beasts.
So the question is, the dungeon NPCs have said that this thing is most suitable for ghosts to eat, but are paper beasts considered ghosts?
Or is it that the thing beneath that layer of skin is similar to a ghost?
The author has something to say:
The unknown wolf pack that has been used as a reference many times: Is there no one speaking up for the little wolf?
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