Chapter 442: The Forsaken Realm of Gods (31) (1st + 2nd update) [VIP]
Bai Jinshu looked around and asked, "Where's Yun Guang?"
Guan Hongyan: “Uh…”
She had a toothache expression on her face: "Yun Guang is pretending to be a priest."
Bai Jinshu:?
What does it mean to pretend to be a priest?
"...Look for yourself," Guan Hongyan led him outside and pointed to a person in the distance, "It's right there."
Bai Jinshu looked in the direction she pointed. The Perlan Mine was still closed today. The area outside the mine was empty, but the residential area was bustling with activity.
The miners were paid on a daily basis. The Perrin Mine had been shut down for so many days, and most of the young and middle-aged people in the town made a living by working here. Now that all the missing miners had returned, everyone was naturally anxious to ask the manager when they could resume work and when they could receive the copper coins.
Countless miners surrounded the management to ask for clarification. Horse-drawn carriages from the town came one after another, wobbling and carrying a bunch of people into the mine, and then wobbling away again.
Some people couldn't wait to get on the carriage and just ran here on foot.
It is certainly not convenient to tell ordinary people that there is a fairy kingdom under the Perrin Mine. It is also hard to say whether they can continue to dig. The management themselves dare not reopen the mine, and can only use "the haunted mine still needs to be purified by the priests" to fool the miners. As for the so-called priest, it is naturally Yun Guang, who looks most like a believer of the God of Light among all people.
In exchange, Yun Guangxian helped the mine to deceive the miners, and the mine told them what they wanted to check as a reward.
"What is he wearing?" Bai Jinshu's eyelids twitched.
"The robes of a clergyman..." Guan Hongyan twitched her lips, "Uh... You don't think it looks like that either, right?"
More than just not similar.
The clothes on Yun Guang cannot be said to be exactly the same as those in the Church of the God of Light, but it can be said to be completely unrelated.
The town under the Perrin Mine was too small, and there was no proper church. The townspeople and miners had never seen a real clergyman, so they could just wear anything to fool people.
And Yun Guang does have a face that looks like a priest.
Now the God of Light had disappeared long ago. He recited a few verses of the Light Scripture in the crowd, then stretched out his hands and placed them on the miners' shoulders. A black mist spread along his palms, causing the surrounding miners to show shocked expressions. The miner whose shoulder was pressed was even more frightened: "What is this?"
"Are you stupid?" a miner behind him shouted in a serious tone, "This is the wronged ghost that is haunting you. I heard that all the people who were rescued yesterday were haunted by the wronged ghost."
"How do you know it's an innocent ghost?" The miner whose shoulders were being held seemed to have a good relationship with him and retorted.
"I was an adventurer a few years ago, and I have the badge of the Adventurer's Guild," the miner said proudly, "I have also seen the Cathedral of the God of Light..."
There was a lot of discussion around, and attention shifted over there.
Bai Jinshu's eyelids twitched as he watched from afar: "...wind magic?"
When did Yun Guang learn magic?
The black fog under Yun Guang's command was not a purification effect at all. It was simply the wind blowing up the black dust on the miners' clothes.
"... Yeah," Guan Hongyan held her forehead with her hand, "Hector is hiding in the back."
Bai Jinshu glanced around and saw Hector behind the crowd.
This kid was wearing brown clothes that looked no different from those of the miners, and he mixed in the crowd. Whenever Yun Guang put his hand on someone's shoulder, he would lower his head and mutter something, summoning a breeze that would blow down along Yun Guang's palm, shaking off all the dust on the miners' clothes.
The two men worked well together, and there were many former adventurers among the miners. Regardless of whether they had ever seen a real priest, they all boasted about their achievements. Soon, many miners were "purified" by this "priest specially invited by the Perrin Mine".
The manager saw that the time was almost right and the miners all believed in Yun Guang's identity, so he interrupted them at the right time and told everyone that the priest was going to enter the mine for purification and that the mine could not be reopened in a short period of time, otherwise the strange phenomenon of miners disappearing might happen again.
"There have been souls of people who died unjustly wandering around in the Perlan Mine," Yun Guang said in a gentle voice. "Thank the God of Light, the souls have dissipated now, but they have been wandering around in the mine all year round. You miners working in the mine and the mine itself need to be purified."
"How long will it take?" one of the miners shouted bravely.
"This... I'm not sure either," Yun Guang pondered for a moment, "I need to go in to find out."
The management at the Perrin Mine did not dare to open the mine because they told the management that under the Perrin Mine was the fairy kingdom of Alterac, and the previous abandoned mine was now a direct passage leading there.
Although the new mine is not as deep as the old one, Alterac will not run away. If you continue to mine downwards, it will be dug through again sooner or later.
The manager didn't dare to open the mine, so he could only quickly go to the owner who bought the mine to ask what to do next. Although they knew that the owner of the mine was the great magician and had disappeared for who knows how long, they couldn't tell the manager directly.
We can only wait until they discover that the mine owner has disappeared, and then discuss whether to reopen the mine.
Yun Guang didn't know how long this time would last, so he could only change the topic ambiguously.
Seeing that it worked, the manager quickly took Yun Guang and disappeared from the sight of the miners. A miner who should be the team leader or captain walked out from behind him, holding a familiar bottle and shouting: "Everyone line up, come one by one. This is the holy water from the Church of the God of Light. Each person can only get a little bit. Take it back to prevent being haunted by wronged spirits."
The miners rushed forward, fearing that they would be too late to grab the holy water from the church.
According to their routine...
Bai Jinshu looked at the bottle and said, "This isn't real holy water, is it?"
It looks like the bottle of holy water that was taken out of the box yesterday, but the water level inside seems to be much higher than yesterday.
"The boiled water poured out of the kettle," Guan Hongyan touched the tip of her nose, "isn't that a lie? The God of Light is gone, so the holy water in the church might also be boiled water."
Bai Jinshu: ...
This is true. In his opinion, the pool of holy water in the Church of the God of Light in the city of Besse is almost the same as boiled water.
"Are you planning to check the shipping location now?" He took the initiative to change the subject.
"Yes," Guan Hongyan continued, "There is no alchemist among the managers here, so they don't know what the magic sand is used for, nor do they know where all the magic sand is used after being transported for such a long time. Yun Guang meant to go to a random place first and then see what the magic sand is used for. After the Grand Mage bought the Perrin Mine, he transported the magic sand to these areas, so there must be a purpose."
Originally everyone thought that the Grand Mage just wanted to monopolize the mine, but now it seems that this is not the case.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be better to transport them all directly to Besse City?
Bai Jinshu hummed: "If there is a route that passes through Cyril, go to Cyril first."
Guan Hongyan nodded.
As time passed, the exploration team members woke up one after another.
Yun Guang followed the mine manager in a circle, avoiding the miners who were receiving the "holy water", and then went back from the back, changed his clothes, and was followed by Enoch, the creditor.
"You want to ask about the transportation route?" Enoch's creditor asked curiously, "Aren't you here to find the previous route and ask about the previous buyers?"
"The client said that the alchemical item was made after the Perrin Mine was bought by a private person," Yun Guang had thought of a reason early on, "so this item should have been made after the Perrin Mine became a private mine."
"Oh, so... then your investigation will be much more difficult," Enoch's creditor did not doubt it, "I asked for you yesterday, and there was no record of the previous route, so it is difficult to check."
"Here is the map, please help me," Yun Guang pulled out a roll of map and spread it out on the table, "Please mark the current route."
"I'll give you a rough idea of where to go," Enoch's creditor took the pen awkwardly. "I know some of the towns and villages along the way, but I'm not sure how to get there."
"Aren't you the wizard who transports magic sand?" Bai Jinshu raised his eyebrows.
The first time they met, Enoch's creditor ran into them in a carriage. How could he not recognize the way?
"I am not driving the alchemical carriage," Enoch's creditor explained. "The route is fixed. I am only responsible for providing the alchemical carriage with the magic power to move."
He didn't know how to get on the road, and every time he went back and forth he only provided magic power in the carriage and could not control the direction of the carriage.
"In other words, the circuits are engraved in the magic patterns, and you can't change them?" Bai Jinshu said.
"No," Enoch's creditor shook his head while marking the location, "The carriage route is fixed. If you want to change the route, you have to change the magic pattern."
The carriage was made by the great magician, so it was naturally impossible for the magic patterns to be changed.
In other words, the route is the same every time, just like a train with a track already laid out. It can only move on the track and cannot enter the route without a track.
"Strange..." Bai Jinshu frowned.
It is already strange to spend a large amount of alchemical materials to make an automatic carriage, and it is also necessary to fix the route of the automatic carriage and lay "tracks" for it.
The magic patterns on alchemical items are extremely delicate. If one wants to carve these fixed-track magic patterns without mistakes, the person making the magic patterns has to run through all the tracks.
Not only did the great magician have nothing to do, but he also had to travel all over the continent for this carriage and fix its route?
In addition to traveling across the continent to find purple-haired adventurers, he also laid tracks for carriages?
"What's strange?" Xu Zichen heard his voice and asked subconsciously.
"Isn't this route too weird?" Zhao Yinglai didn't hear what Bai Jin said, and thought Xu Zichen was asking him. He pointed at the map in Enoch's creditor's hand and said, "Look here, can't we go directly between these two towns? Why do we have to take such a detour?"
"I don't know," Enoch's creditor guessed, "Maybe it's because when the people who made the carriage set the route, there was no road between the two villages?"
"Then why is it here?" Zhao Yinglai frowned, "There is absolutely no need to go to this place? Why do we have to go around here?"
"For supplies?" Enoch's creditor thought, "There's a long desert on both sides of this road. Is it to prevent the wizard driving the carriage from having no place to replenish supplies and rest?"
"Something's wrong," Zhao Yinglai shook his head. "Your route clearly has the shortest route, but you insist on taking a detour. And if the route is fixed, what if this fixed route becomes impassable due to an accident?"
This is not like a train track, where people regularly inspect and maintain the track. The road is set for a horse-drawn carriage, so what if there is a problem with the road?
Wouldn’t the car be unable to move?
"Then I don't know," Enoch's creditor shrugged. "Anyway, I've been working here for two or three years and have never encountered such a situation."
After marking the points, he handed the map to everyone, "That's about it. Are you leaving the Perrin Mine?"
Everyone nodded.
"Then Enoch..." He twitched his lips and looked at Hector, "Do you still think he is your sister?"
He still couldn't forget the explosive one who had just turned eighteen.
Hector nodded very firmly.
Enoch Creditor: ...
How could such a good young man go blind at such a young age...
"Okay..." He didn't finish his sentence when he saw Enoch behind the crowd.
Enoch Creditor:?
Enoch's creditor broke into a voice: "Say it again, are you sure she is your sister?"
He originally thought that the boy was not there, after all, no one standing here was wearing a skirt. However, he did not expect that when he turned around, he saw Enoch, who was dressed normally but had a pair of pink cat ears.
Enoch's creditors were shocked.
Enoch Creditor pondered, "Could this be the big surprise my friend told me about?"
Early in the morning, the spellcaster told him that Enoch had a big surprise. He thought it was something else, but it turned out that Enoch had turned into a cat girl... No, had he turned into a cat man?
"Are you really not playing anything new?" He was shocked.
Yesterday he just turned eighteen, then he was wearing a maid outfit, and today he turned into a cat man. Your adventurer team... What kind of weird adventurer team is yours? Why do everyone else look normal, but Enoch changes clothes every day?
"No," White Moth said righteously, "We are a serious team, what are you talking about?"
Enoch Creditor: "Really? I don't believe it."
No matter how you look at it, you are not a serious team.
He now felt that the young man who firmly believed that Enoch was his sister was not normal, and a strange light seemed to flash in his eyes.
"Then... I don't want those 5,000 magic stones anymore?" He looked thoughtful and looked at the others tentatively, "I'll add another 5,000. Can you watch him wearing rabbit ears and adventuring on the mainland?"
Guan Hongyan: “Hmm…”
"It's not impossible..." she said tactfully.
Enoch:!
*
At 7:30 in the morning during the rush hour, Wang Wenhua turned on his mobile phone in the crowded subway and began to clear out the messages he had not responded to yesterday as usual.
There were few people talking in the several pinned company groups all weekend, and the last chat record was about liking a dance competition in which the leader’s nephew participated.
A few minutes ago, his delivery partner sent a link to click to receive a red envelope. Wang Wenhua clicked on it and received an eight-yuan red envelope for delivery. He took a screenshot and sent it to the other party, who cursed him. He said that he only received three yuan.
A friend who plays games with me told me that a new holographic game blockbuster will be released next month. The pre-order channel will be opened at 8 o'clock this morning, and the official website link was also sent to me.
…
Wang Wenhua cleared them one by one, and watched with satisfaction as the 99+ messages returned to 0. He was about to put away his phone when a bright red "1" lit up on the icon in the lower left corner.
He swiped upwards and found that the person who sent the message was actually [Grudge is heavier than ghosts].
[Grudge is heavier than ghosts]: Xiao Wang, do you know what happened after you went offline yesterday?
Wang Wenhua replied strangely: I don’t know.
After he helped these two people finish recording the screen yesterday, he logged off to play other games. After finishing the game and washing up, he went to bed early to prepare for work the next day. If he didn't say anything, who would know what happened.
The other party also realized that there was something wrong with his words, and quickly followed up with a message: We went to the Perrin Mine with those n.pcs, and it turned out that the mine that was just a modeled cave could be entered, and it was very deep. After entering, we found that the deep part of the mine was actually connected to the fairy kingdom of Alterac. The two maps were seamlessly connected, and we didn't even need to pass the map.
Wang Wenhua yawned: Maybe the game has been changed? I remember that Alterac was an independent map before.
[Grudges are heavier than ghosts]: That's the problem! Don't you think this game has a lot of strange changes? It's become more realistic, and these n.pcs are more intelligent.
[Grudge is heavier than ghosts]: It feels like the game has come alive!
Wang Wenhua was stunned for a few seconds: What next?
He scratched his head and replied a little strangely during the morning rush hour on the subway: Even if there is a problem with this game, not many people would care, right?
Now there are only a few of them in the whole game, including himself, the [Grudge Heavier Than Ghost] who was pulled in, the self-media reporter he knows, and the [A Person Growing on His Liver] who both of them know.
Apart from these four people, they hadn't even encountered any living players.
If there is a problem in a game that only four people will log in, how many people will care?
Wang Wenhua is not pouring cold water on me, but this is the fact. Dorothea, the elf princess in Breath of Slenkmed, has become the tears of the times. There are problems with several maps in the game. What kind of news is that? How many people will take it seriously?
The person on the other end seemed speechless after hearing what he said and did not reply for a long time. Only after Wang Wenhua got off the bus at the stop did he slowly send a message: That’s right.
[The resentment is heavier than ghosts]: Xiao Chun will post a new article today. This is her account. Just think of it as supporting a friend and help follow her.
Wang Wenhua clicked on the financial account [Xiaochun Talks Finance] shared by the other party and followed it, then walked into the company to clock in for work.
But this morning was destined to be an unusual morning.
"Xiao Wang, Xiao Wang?" His colleagues called him several times. "Manager Zhuang came in just now and you were staring at the computer in a daze. He thought you were slacking off, so he looked at you several times and even walked behind you, but you still didn't come back to your senses. What happened?"
"Oh...oh, I didn't wake up yesterday," Wang Wenhua suddenly came back to his senses, "Lao Zhuang didn't notice that I was in a daze, right?"
"No," the colleague tapped the screen in front of him with his chin, "You have the plan on it. He probably thought you were worried, so he looked at you for a few seconds and then left."
Wang Wenhua breathed a sigh of relief, scratched his head, and tried to shift his thoughts from the words "resentment is heavier than ghosts" to the work in front of him.
But his words still linger in my mind.
"The game is alive."
Having played so many holographic games over the years, Breath of Slenkmed, as his first holographic game, holds a special place in his heart. The professions in the game, the scenery in the game, the NPCs in the game, and the people who played games with him back then, are all part of his youth.
Although he said he didn't care, Wang Wenhua couldn't help but recall what he saw and heard when he reran the main line with a small account.
Is the game really alive?
Does the n.pc really have a mind of its own?
He was in a daze until noon. When the office delivery guy went downstairs to pick up the takeaway, he found Wang Wenhua sitting in his seat in a daze.
"Hey, Xiao Wang, your takeaway hasn't arrived yet?" He was holding a box of braised chicken and glanced at Wang Wenhua's desk. "It's already twelve o'clock. Give them a call to urge them."
"Hmm? Oh, I didn't order anything," Wang Wenhua looked up and paused for a long time before replying, "I'm going downstairs to eat today."
Takeaway partner: “Huh?”
"You want to eat in the cafeteria?"
Before he finished speaking, Wang Wenhua grabbed his phone and walked out of the office.
The corridor and the elevator were filled with colleagues coming back from get off work to pick up takeout. Wang Wenhua lowered his head and went out through the back door. He randomly found a nearby coffee shop, ordered a cup of coffee, and started checking his phone.
The latest video of [Xiaochun Talks about Finance] was a few months ago. It talked about the recent stock trends and the direction of the market. He sat by the floor-to-ceiling window and plugged in headphones to listen to it. He couldn't understand a word and his fingers tapped anxiously on the table.
This account is a typical financial account, and the videos in it are all related content. Wang Wenhua watched seven or eight of them in a row absent-mindedly. The account data is not good, with only dozens of likes and comments, and the number of views is less than 10,000.
In this anxious atmosphere, the afternoon work time arrived.
It was another afternoon of sitting like a needle in a needle. This time even his colleagues could see that he was absent-minded. When it was time to get off work, Wang Wenhua quickly picked up his briefcase and left the office. On the way to the elevator, his cell phone vibrated.
The software prompts that [Xiaochun Talks Finance] was updated three hours ago.
Wang Wenhua quickly opened the new video, but the elevator door closed and the signal was gone.
He was so angry that he couldn't help rolling his eyes and anxiously swiping his finger across the progress bar on the screen.
The grey circle on the video turned dozens of times. The short tens of seconds in the elevator felt like a year. The moment I stepped out of the elevator car, the signal was connected and the video on the mobile phone was suddenly loaded.
I don't know where the progress bar has been moved to, and the video screen is frozen on the face of an n.pc wearing a skirt.
A barrage of comments suddenly flashed by.
[Enoch? Isn't this the account of producer Lao Zhang? ]
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