Chapter 9: The First Item: Deserted City Notes
Ye Minglang was very satisfied with his answer.
He was holding this rebellious snake, trying to find out the relationship between it and the young man in front of him.
Why did the snake guide him through the glass and into this world?
Why was the snake so anxious when it saw him in danger?
"So - is this your snake? It swallowed my index finger."
The silver snake struggled a few times at first, but later seemed to accept its fate and hung its body straight to the ground without moving, trying to play dead.
"I have no idea."
Chen Li still answered very frankly, "There are many things that I can't remember clearly, so I don't know if I have ever had a pet before."
Ye Minglang carefully observed the expression on the boy's face.
He is completely defenseless, and his thoughts and ideas are all shown on his face, and his sincerity is so clear that it can be seen at a glance.
"Why don't you touch it? Maybe you can remember it."
"But you just said that he swallowed your index finger." It sounds dangerous.
"If you were its master, it wouldn't do anything to you, right? Sorry, I'm eager to seek revenge, and this is the fastest way to verify it."
Shen Li felt that what he said made sense. It was very inconvenient to lose a finger, and he should be very angry.
Now that the owner of the snake has been found, he might want to make him pay with blood, so his attitude is a little anxious. He understands it very well.
So he stretched out his finger forward.
Ye Minglang picked up the silver snake that was pretending to be dead and brought it directly to his finger.
Chen Li touched a cold and slightly rough snake skin.
At this moment, the silver snake that had been pretending to be dead suddenly raised its tongue and bit the tip of Shen Li's index finger.
Chen Li subconsciously shook his hands, but failed to shake off the snake, but instead allowed it to break free from Ye Minglang's clutches.
The silver snake removed its lower jaw and swallowed his index finger all the way up. In just a few seconds, his finger was trapped in the snake's belly.
There was a slight crisp sound of broken bones at the index finger joint, and the silver snake bit off Shen Li's index finger.
"Hey my hand...fingers."
Ye Minglang did not expect such a thing to happen suddenly.
He subconsciously looked for the trace of the silver snake that swallowed his index finger.
But after the silver snake fell to the ground, it inexplicably disappeared, and he and Shen Li were once again separated by a thin layer of water curtain.
Light blue ripples spread out, and a few lines of golden text appeared in them.
Present the finger bones.
Blending of flesh and blood.
The spiritual contract has been completed.
"Bang."
The water curtain shattered, and cold drops splashed onto the two of them.
A chill rose from the soles of his feet and finally gathered in his palms.
Flesh and blood grew back on the broken finger bones.
The index fingers of the two people that were devoured actually grew back. At the same time, the cold snake body wrapped around the finger bones of both parties again.
The small and delicate silver snake turned into a ring again.
A line of small words briefly floated on Ye Minglang's silver snake ring:
Whatever he wishes for is what you wish for.
Ye Minglang frowned, his eyes fell on the silver snake ring on the boy opposite him. On his ring face was floating:
Whatever he asks for, you ask for.
After the floating light dissipated, only dense and delicate snake scales remained.
The other party was blind at the moment, so he naturally didn't see the line of words that had disappeared.
"what happened?"
Chen Li touched the newly grown index finger and the ring fastened on it, confused.
Ye Minglang told the truth.
"That snake ate our index fingers, then split into two and turned into a silver snake ring. A line of words just appeared on your ring: Whatever he wishes for, you will also wish for."
"so?"
"So it should be that we have mistakenly formed some kind of spiritual bond. Maybe if you fulfill my current wish, the bond will be untied."
Ye Minglang said half and hid the other, deliberately not saying the words on his side.
Perhaps he also needed to fulfill the other party's request in order to get rid of this damn thing.
But now the other party is blind. Does this mean that he can make endless demands unilaterally?
Although Ye Minglang didn't like this ring very much, he was on the advantageous side at the moment and his index finger was back, so it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.
"Then let's give it a try." Shen Li said. Shen Li was a happy-go-lucky person. "Do you have any wishes now?"
Ye Minglang crossed his arms and smiled coldly, "Give me your blood."
"I want—a lot."
He added.
In the middle of the empty gymnasium, countless Asphalt Men formed a circle, peering toward the center.
“Tick-tock.”
Blood quickly gathered in the glass jar.
Ye Minglang found some glass jars, and seeing that Chen Li showed no sign of resistance, he filled two large jars.
The strong smell of blood spread in the stadium, making the Asphalt People restless, but they did not dare to approach.
Ye Minglang acted ruthlessly and quickly. Seeing that the wound was about to clot and stop bleeding, he cut another line on Shen Li's arm.
Chen Li had a high tolerance for pain, and these few cuts did not cause any ripples on his calm face.
Ye Minglang didn't stop taking blood until he saw that Chen Li's lips were pale.
He sealed the two large cans of blood, then looked up and saw the other person sitting on the floor with his wounds exposed, unbandaged, and bleeding still flowing.
Even so, the boy did not complain at all, but asked him quietly: "Do you have any other wishes?"
There was a playful expression on Ye Minglang's face.
He tilted his head. "I want you to—die."
As soon as he finished speaking, the silver snake ring on Ye Minglang's index finger suddenly shrank, and he felt a sharp pain in the area where his heart was.
He gritted his teeth and endured it. Fortunately, he didn't need to hide his painful expression because the other person couldn't see it.
The severe pain in his heart soon became unbearable for him. He was unable to see Chen Li's expression and darkness fell before his eyes.
He clenched his fists, on the verge of death, and said casually, "I'm just kidding."
The severe pain in his heart suddenly disappeared, and Ye Minglang relaxed completely.
It seems that this so-called wish also has a bottom line.
At least it shouldn't involve the other person's life or death.
He rested there for a while before recovering from his near-death experience. Then, holding the two bottles of blood, he walked to the glass French window and said, "I'm leaving."
"oh."
The boy was speechless and just said "oh" and nothing else.
Ye Minglang's eyes fell on the boy's thin forearm. The wound had the skin and flesh turned inside out, so why was it still bleeding?
Where the blood dripped, the asphalt monster avoided it.
Can't he bandage it himself?
A small feeling of guilt lingers in my heart.
He didn't like this feeling.
"Is there anything...you want?"
Ye Minglang asked before leaving.
The boy said calmly, "I don't want anything."
Ye Minglang felt a little unhappy, as if he owed him something.
"I urge you to reconsider this."
Is he still a normal person?
Don't you have any desires at this age?
"No." Shen Li shook his head, "You can go."
The other party has already refused to this extent, there is no need to ask further.
Shen Li listened for a while and heard no more movement from that person, and realized that the other person had left.
Now he had time to carefully sort out what had just happened.
He touched the ring on his index finger. Was it a silver snake ring?
Is it the ring in his memory?
Why is this ring here?
That person...is that the person he once saw in the mirror?
The small silver snake coiled around his finger bones, and Shen Li tried to take off the ring.
It's impossible to take it off.
By the time Chen Li groped his way to the infirmary and found some simple medical supplies, it was already bright outside.
Those asphalt monsters shared memories and experiences, and although there were a large number of them, they all chose to avoid them as soon as they saw Shen Li.
So he had a smooth journey.
It’s just that the city is too big, and for someone with poor navigation skills, whether or not one can find his way back depends entirely on luck.
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Ye Minglang passed through the glass and returned to the corridor, then turned around and touched the glass behind him.
Cold and hard, without the familiar ripples spreading.
As expected, having just returned from that place, I shouldn’t be able to go back to that person’s world in a short period of time.
He held the two bottles of crimson blood in his hands and took a few steps forward.
The long corridor seems to have no end in sight.
Several people not far away ignored gravity and walked towards him backwards with their feet on the ceiling.
The entire corridor was like a twisted braid. The closer those people got to him, the smaller the impact of the space distortion became. They went back and forth from the ceiling to the wall several times, and finally stepped to the ground and stood in front of him.
"Boss, where have you been? Hayami and I have been looking for you several times!"
The leader scratched his hair and complained, "This damn aftereffect of the copy actually turned my hair into this color!"
He pulled out a small abacus from his pocket and fiddled with it, "I'll have to dye my hair all year round when I get a dungeon. Each dyeing can last for two months. Assuming I can live to be eighty..."
After the calculation was completed, the boy wailed in dissatisfaction, "It actually takes so many points! They are all extra expenses!"
Behind him, the eerie girl wearing a black sunhat spoke:
"Qian Shi, are you done yet? There's nothing wrong with white. The boss is also white, and he looks good."
"What's good about it? The old man and the old woman have white hair! Poor us, not only have we been trapped in the dungeon for half a year, but we also have to have a head full of white hair..."
Ye Minglang ignored him and looked out the window.
"How long has the space been dislocated?"
"Half an hour."
Zao Wu had a pale complexion since she was a child, and her long silver hair made this thin girl look more fragile.
The robin standing on her left shoulder chirped twice anxiously.
According to their six months of survival experience, spatial dislocation is a precursor to the blood moon.
Every time there is a blood moon, ghosts and monsters run rampant.
They must guard the Phantom Box and pass through the final zone until it is delivered.
Tonight is destined to be a fierce battle.
Outside the window on one side of the corridor, a bright red moon is rising.
Everywhere you look, there is red light.
Ye Minglang handed the glass jar to Qian Shi and ordered:
"Call Chu Yan back and divide the money."
Qian Shi, who was nonchalant just now, suddenly became serious.
He held the still warm glass jar and hesitated for a moment, "What is this?"
"Blood."
"Whose?"
Ye Minglang turned the silver snake ring on his index finger.
"If you survive this night, I'll have the chance to introduce you to me."
"He is a very deceptive person."
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