Chapter 140 The second forbidden fruit cannot be seen, heard, or spoken...
Time passed by little by little, and Cecia would shout through the megaphone every three hours.
Restore some senses, all players gather together, let her leave the dungeon immediately, the teddy bear returns to human form...
She tried many different arguments, but, needless to say, they all failed.
The ability of [Word Trumpet] may seem like a bug, but it actually has strict limitations on time, space, and degree.
After touching a certain range, Cecilia stopped this seemingly ridiculous behavior and let the caterpillar press the button.
A loud noise came from a distance, and the whole ground seemed to be shaking.
"You're much faster than I thought!"
The director's deep voice came again, his voice getting closer and closer, and stopped in front of Cecilia.
"Here, this is the forbidden fruit given to you as a reward. Eat it and you will be able to regain one of your senses."
The head teacher handed the thing to her, but when he saw that she didn't react, he suddenly remembered something.
"How about this, you open your mouth and I'll stuff the forbidden fruit into your mouth."
The director had never considered the distribution of the forbidden fruit. Judging from the situations of the two sinners, only Cecia was able to communicate and she was the one who completed the work. He couldn't give the reward to the kid who was a gigolo.
She did not hesitate and followed the director's instructions.
"Okay, try chewing harder."
Although she couldn't feel the apple, she still tried hard to open and close her teeth, trying to swallow the forbidden fruit.
[Congratulations to the player for eating the second apple. The sense you have restored this time is: touch. ]
...Why does she have the same sense as Will? Her luck is as bad as ever.
When she ate the apple, she fantasized about whether she could restore her vision. As long as she could see, everything else would not be a problem.
pity.
After regaining her sense of touch, her body gradually regained consciousness and she began to feel her own existence.
Whether it was the feel of her feet touching the ground, the slight crawling in her shoulder, or the electric shock of someone grabbing her right arm tightly, causing it to go numb...
All of this made her find the feeling of being "alive", which was a hundred times better than the previous emptiness.
She raised her hand immediately and held Will's cold left hand.
The other person's body paused suddenly, then trembled, and squeezed back with greater force, as if he wanted to tell her something.
…
Time goes back to when you first entered the dungeon.
After Wilbert heard the rules, he stumbled to get the apple.
But he had lost all his five senses and could not see where the apple was, let alone know whether he had touched the apple.
He could only repeat the action of "grasping - raising his hand and putting it in his mouth - chewing" over and over again.
Without his senses, he couldn't even find the exact position of his mouth. He was like a vegetative person, unable to perceive the outside world. Fear and helplessness gradually spread in his heart. He seemed to have returned to the night when his mother died...
Finally, the system's mechanical sound rang in his head like the sound of nature.
[Congratulations to the player for eating the first apple. The sense you will be restored to this time is: touch. ]
After regaining his sense of touch, he subconsciously felt around and grabbed a long strip of object, and a mechanical sound rang out at the right time.
[You are touching your lover. She has not eaten the apple yet. Please help her as much as possible. ]
Help? But he only has the sense of touch...
In desperation, he followed Cecilia's arm and groped in front of her, and soon touched a round object, which should be the apple mentioned by the system.
He picked up the apple and tried to put it into Cecilia's hand, but the other party had no sense of touch and could not sense the existence of the apple at all.
Well, this is just to get through the copy.
He convinced himself, and traced his arm to the other's face, and then to the soft lips...
Resisting the discomfort, he tried to pry open the other person's lips, but for some reason the other person suddenly opened his mouth and his fingertips accidentally touched something slippery.
Having lost his other senses, his sense of touch seemed to become more acute. The strange touch made him upset, and he could only hurriedly stuff the apple into Cecilia's mouth.
[Your lover has eaten the apple, and the sense he or she has recovered is: hearing. ]
Hearing? That would be more useful than his restored senses.
He tried to make a sound, but apart from touch, he had no way of sensing any other information.
Not to mention the other party's response, he couldn't even tell whether he made any sound.
Can't see, can't hear, can't speak...
He was like a complete useless person who could only feel the world through his remaining sense of touch. The arm he tightly grasped and the warmth coming from it seemed like the only thing that could prove his existence in this empty world.
During this time, he could feel Cecia's movements, realized that they seemed to be on the back of some creature, and could also feel the bumps brought by the high-speed movement.
But other than that, everything was unknown to him.
Hearing allows Cecia to learn about the outside world. The change in position means that the other party is trying to negotiate and explore this copy.
But he was like a useless pendant and could only passively follow the opponent's movements.
During this period, he also tried to write on the other party's arm, hoping to convey the message in this way, but Cecilia had no sense of touch, so everything he did was in vain.
Until, until the mechanical sound rang in my head again.
[Your lover has eaten the apple, and the sense he or she has recovered is: touch. ]
Since Cecia ate the second apple, it means that she has a certain understanding of this world, and with the sense of touch, they can...
Before he finished thinking, something warm touched the palm of his hand. The hot temperature spread along his arm and climbed up to his chest.
Inexplicably, he felt at ease.
Ever since that out-of-control incident when he was a child, he had developed a serious mysophobia. Not to mention sucking blood directly, he couldn't even touch other people's skin and could only eat from blood bags.
The touch of others always reminds him of the nightmare where his loss of control killed his mother... As the source of all tragedies, it makes him sick.
That is disgust and hatred for oneself that comes from the bottom of one's heart.
But now, the warm touch from the palm of his hand moved little by little on his skin, depicting different words, conveying his current message.
It was like hot magma enveloping him, dispelling the fear that had been lingering in his heart.
"Don't worry, I can handle this."
Words gradually combine into discourse.
"Just hold on to me."
"I'll take you away."
"..."
For some reason, I felt a stirring in my heart that I had never felt before.
It was like an ancient pond that was lonely all year round, but suddenly ripples appeared, breaking the false tranquility that had always existed.
He raised his fingertips and touched the hot skin, but he wrote nothing.
…
Cecia didn't care when she didn't get a response from Wilbert.
This guy is already weird, who knows what he has imagined this time.
She tickled the other person's palm mischievously, and only stopped her little action with satisfaction when she felt the man's body stiffen and his temperature rise.
"Sinner sister, can you see it now?"
The caterpillar was chrysalis on her shoulder, and she could clearly feel its soft touch.
"No, but I regained my sense of touch this time."
She raised her arm and poked the caterpillar's back with her fingertips. "I can touch you now."
"Yeah, yeah! Now you can touch the weeds! You won't hurt the plants by mistake!"
Cecia was a little speechless when she heard the caterpillars cheering.
...So this is what you care about!
"Now that you have completed your work, please stay in the botanical garden."
The director pulled Cecia onto a furry creature and said, "I'll take you to the living area of the botanical garden."
"Excuse me, what is the next job?"
She asked, she was still not feeling well and wanted to get her vision back as soon as possible.
"I'm sorry. I don't know."
The director's voice was filled with apology. "All work content is determined by the God, and this time the God only gave me a forbidden fruit and a job."
"Next, you can take a rest for a while."
"The Botanical Garden is relatively kind to sinners. Some places are extremely hostile to sinners and may even abuse or punish them without authorization... It is your best choice to stay here."
Hearing this, Cecia did not continue to ask questions.
This time on the mount, in addition to the various sounds that quickly passed by her ears, she could also feel the bumpy touch beneath her body.
When they returned to the original place, the noisy sound appeared again.
"Sinner! Why did the director bring her back again?"
The crow's voice was filled with disbelief. It flapped its wings and said, "The sinner has gone to work. He cannot leave until the work is completed! Master, please do not be soft-hearted towards the hateful sinner!"
“She’s done her job.”
The director explained solemnly, without favoring the crow at all, "Therefore, she has the right to rest. This is the rule set by the gods."
"But--"
The crow seemed to want to say something else, but was interrupted by the director.
"I remember that the room next to Crow's is still empty. You and your companions can move in."
The director decided the next arrangements without further explanation, "There's only one bed in there, please make do with it."
"It doesn't matter. It's good enough to have a place to live."
Cecilia thanked them politely. She thought that because they were labeled as "sinners", they would have to sleep in the wilderness.
Besides, the shackles of "lovers" given to them by the copy meant that they could not be too far away from each other, so being in the same room was just what she wanted.
"Why! She is a sinner! How can she live next to me?"
This time, the crow was completely furious, and started yelling at the director in dissatisfaction, which made Cecia grab it and strangle Fate by the throat.
I have to say, after regaining her sense of touch, her sense of direction is much better than when she only had hearing, and she can always catch the right thing.
"Let me go! Let me go quickly! Director! Look at her! What a sinner she is! How can you let me live next door to her! She will kill me!"
The crow struggled desperately, feeling the touch of feathers constantly from the back of his hand, but to no avail. He could only ask the director for help pitifully.
"You were the one who provoked me first."
The principal maintains a fair and just attitude.
"B-but, no one would leave the sinners behind, they all have to uuuuuuu!"
The crow was halfway through his words when it seemed to be blocked by something, leaving only an indistinct humming sound.
"I gave it a small punishment, and after that, it couldn't say anything rude."
The director's gentle voice came again, but Cecilia noticed something strange.
What do they need?
She was very concerned about the crow being blocked.
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