Chapter 337 Safe House
The audience in the live broadcast room who originally did not have a good impression of the owner of the church's monster nest fell into silence.
The moon disappeared, and the copy was about to collapse due to the lack of an important component. In addition, Cen Jinyue’s previously disconnected live broadcast room was directly closed, so now there is only one result left.
Cen Jinyue is dead.
【……】
[How could he... die? ]
[Are you kidding me? I don't believe it. Moon Goddess is already very strong and now she is invincible. How could she die? There must be a bug in the game! ]
[+1, I wonder what kind of monster can swallow the moon. ]
[…After watching the above, I dared to speak up. Could it be that the monsters in the church's monster nest can control the moon, so they just happen to restrain the moon god? ]
【!!! Shit!!! It’s very likely!!!】
[I feel mixed emotions. Is the main system really not targeting me? This is too coincidental. The Moon Goddess showed me the Moon of Eternal Life, and then I encountered a monster that can control the moon.]
[That must be the case! I think Xiao Baiwan probably knew that this monster could control the moon, so he was so confident that he let the Moon God go...]
The process of Cen Jinyue's death was not made public. There were all kinds of speculations in the live broadcast room, and many people even started the main system conspiracy theory.
Xu Zhiyan can't care what others think.
He took two steps at a time, more anxious than ever before.
The underground altar returned to its original appearance, with circles of candles connected to form a light source, the candle flames flickering.
At this time, Cen Jinyue was no longer here, only the ghost was standing in the center of the altar.
Xu Zhiyan strode in without even having time to say hello. He walked past the pile of candles and went straight to the place where the ground was covered with white debris. He squatted down with a serious expression.
Without even looking up at Party A standing next to him, he summoned Little Bone immediately.
Feeling that there was something wrong with the copy structure and that it was about to collapse, Guishen thought that Xu Zhiyan would choose to log out of the copy through the passage with other players in order to avoid being misunderstood. As for himself... as long as he entered the copy, he would always find a way to leave.
As a result, when the young man walked in with an anxious look on his face, the first thing he did was to lower his head to check the dead guy, and the ghost's joy was interrupted.
The huge possessiveness forced me to stop thinking.
The body made of horns is easily controlled by emotions and is not as stable as the main body. The ghost's gaze seems to fall uncontrollably on the young man's slender neck revealed when he lowered his head.
The inexplicable jealousy made the air temperature around them rise a lot.
Fortunately, He quickly regained His senses, closed His eyes, and suppressed the dark emotions that emerged in His heart.
It wasn't long before the ghosts and gods were calmed down.
Xu Zhiyan's voice filled with disgust and anger rang out.
"How did he die so cleanly?"
"Isn't there a lot of things that look like moon fragments on Cen Jinyue's body? Why did they all melt? Can these dregs be collected? I don't know if they can be sent to the Nightmare Community as materials..."
He stood up, his brows furrowed.
"Bai Jin, what on earth did you do to kill Cen Jinyue? Damn it, if I had known earlier, I would have asked you to spare his life and transfer tens of millions of points to me."
But Xu Zhiyan was just talking nonsense.
After the player dies, all points and props will be taken over by the main system. He does not intend to expose his relationship with the owner of the monster nest, so he cannot touch Cen Jinyue's points.
"Little Gristle, look at the unmelted pieces on the ground and see if you can collect them... Hmm? What's wrong with you?"
When he turned around, he found that Xiaokui Gu had retreated far away at some point, and his entire skeleton had shrunk into a corner, holding a broom and a dustpan in his hands, shaking them like a sieve.
Monsters are always more perceptive than humans.
Sensing the hidden anger of the ghost, it was already timid and was now so frightened that it dared not move.
Without waiting for Xu Zhiyan to continue asking, a hand was placed on his shoulder and he turned back.
"After the mimic dies completely, even his bones will turn into a transparent solution and cannot be collected." The ghost answered the question honestly with a steady voice and gentle eyes, as if the guy who had just lost control and released his pressure was not him.
Seeing that Xu Zhiyan didn't notice anything, he breathed a sigh of relief and pretended nothing had happened.
Before he noticed the problem, Xu Zhiyan nodded regretfully after hearing the answer. It seemed that the loss caused by the other party crushing Xu Xiaohua's box would be difficult to recover, and he could only ask other people in the Utopia for compensation.
But after hesitating for a moment, he still didn't give up.
"How did Cen Jinyue die?"
The moon was flickering, proving that the two had been fighting for a long time. If they had fought, there should be at least some props left! Why were there no props at all? Didn't they take out props after so many resurrections?
"Suicide." The ghost answered very sincerely.
This answer was somewhat unexpected. The young man's eyes, which usually always smiled like a crescent moon, suddenly widened a lot. Especially after listening to the whole process, Xu Zhiyan's tongue was tied.
“…Okay.”
He sighed and completely gave up the idea of making more money from Cen Jinyue. He could only go and buy Xu Xiaohua a new summoning box.
Regarding the memories of Cen Jinyue, ghosts and gods were just mentioned briefly.
"When we get back, I'll show you his memory." Cen Jinyue's memory is very messy. He has transferred his body many times. Guishen doesn't want to hide anything. After returning to the safe house, he can let Asa integrate these memories and then show them to Xu Zhiyan.
Xu Zhiyan didn't know that there was information about himself in the other party's memory, so he didn't raise any objection.
Rather than checking other people's memories, he needs more income to make up for the losses!
After confirming with the ghost once again that the other party had the means to log out of the dungeon, Xu Zhiyan put away the small crisp bone and planned to go back to the church to look for other players.
But the hand on his shoulder didn't move at all.
Looking over curiously, Xu Zhiyan waited for Party A's next words.
"Want to make some more money?"
The ghost in a priest's robe spoke calmly.
Xu Zhiyan was stunned at first, thinking that this sentence full of worldly money-grubbing was totally incompatible with Bai Jin's, who was just short of being illuminated by holy light. There was a weird contrast, but the ghostly temperament did not affect his answer.
"certainly!"
If you don’t make money, you’re a bastard!
However, considering that the remaining players in the church had been almost completely squeezed out by him and were basically on their last legs, Xu Zhiyan touched his almost nonexistent conscience and felt a little uneasy again.
"How do they make money? They don't have much money anymore."
The ghost god let go of his hand and looked at his beloved with satisfaction as he shifted his focus back to himself. He liked the way Xu Zhiyan looked at him with greedy and passionate eyes.
"This dungeon is very small. All the things that cannot be moved are important parts of the dungeon..."
Assuming that the copy is a built building block tower, then Cen Jinyue uses herself as a medium to make the moon disappear, just as if someone pulled out a wooden stick from it, and it was a very important one.
A loophole will lead to a chain of loopholes, thus causing the collapse of the copy. The special channel temporarily opened by the main system for players will temporarily make up for this loophole.
Before ghosts and gods had finished their explanation, Xu Zhiyan continued with the rest of the words.
"If we open the passage to the safe house first, can we ask the main system for the benefits of supporting the copy? Otherwise, we won't allow it to fill the passage by itself, and we can only watch the copy completely collapse."
Originally, the door leading to the copy from the safe house had been opening continuously.
Now that the ghost is here, since He has a way to leave, then he must have a way to affect the coordinates of the door.
"This dungeon is relatively small, and probably not worth much. I'll ask for two million to compensate for the cost of opening the door, plus 800,000 for Xiaohua's box. Oh, and if the player goes to the safe house first, remember to have the main system pay for the treatment as well."
Xu Zhiyan's abacus was clacking.
After calculating the profits, he was in a very good mood and casually asked about his own party A.
"What will be the price if the coordinates are affected?"
The ghost's answer once again stunned Xu Zhiyan.
"I need a kiss from you."
There was a hint of smile in his deep and elegant voice, and his deep gaze had never left Xu Zhiyan from the beginning.
Meeting the eyes of the ghost, Xu Zhiyan turned around to recognize his face.
This guy's invitation was too direct. He stuttered while answering, and his fingertips hanging at his sides subconsciously clenched the hem of his clothes.
"...Ahem, now, we are in a dungeon."
How could someone make such a request with a straight face? And they were standing right where someone had just died! Was this really okay?
Hearing the ambiguous answer, the ghost did not advance but took a step back.
The flickering candlelight fell on Him. He seemed like a cold and indifferent god high above, but the words He spoke were not so confident.
"Even if there is no reward, I will complete your idea." Guishen's voice was steady and no emotion could be heard.
Xu Zhiyan found it somewhat amusing.
He understood the other person's thoughts in a second.
As a businessman, his trading principle is that you have to pay for what you want.
His magical client loves intimate contact but would never force him. Now, after trying so hard to come up with a way to make money, he can only cautiously exchange it for a kiss.
The other party is clearly countless times more powerful than him...
An inexplicable soft feeling spread in my heart.
Xu Zhiyan took a step forward, reached out and pulled the sash hanging from the other person's black robe, forced the ghost to lower his head, and pressed his lips heavily on the other person's lips.
The time of contact is only one second.
It wasn't even a kiss.
"This is a reward for the new income." Xu Zhiyan let go of his hand and spoke lightly.
The ghost's expression first changed from shock to satisfaction, and then became a little disappointed, but he hid it very well. When the two people's eyes met again, there was no complex emotion on his face, only a faint smile.
Although the kiss was short, He was satisfied.
Xu Zhiyan's initiative, even if it was just perfunctory or a result of a transaction, made him feel that his chest was filled and the missing part of his soul was supplemented.
"The door of the safe house will open in twenty minutes, you go back first."
The ghosts and gods urged Xu Zhiyan to leave.
He hid the forbearance and restraint in his eyes very well. He was not sure what he would do if the other party stayed any longer.
However, the next second, the belt on the robe was grabbed again.
The ghost lowered his head obediently, with a dazed expression.
Feeling Xu Zhiyan pecking his lips in an immature manner, the young man's tongue stretched out and licked tentatively before retracting it. He heard the other party's unclear voice in his ears.
"Bai Jin, this time I want to kiss you."
No deal, no reward.
Xu Zhiyan responded to this feeling in the most clumsy way.
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