Chapter 33 Saint Lan Monastery
"You are dead."
"Simulation complete! Current anomaly value: 30 points; simulation duration: thirteen minutes."
Wen Qi: ......
How did I lie to people?
Does someone who won't listen to reason need to be beaten up?
However, to Wen Qi's surprise, her senses became exceptionally sharp after using the strange power.
You can even feel the changes happening to the cells in your body.
However, it cannot be proven at this time that this cellular change is a white blood cell mutation or some other contamination.
Wen Qi didn't understand medicine and didn't know what symptoms white blood cell mutations would cause.
Moreover, this is a bizarre world where everything has long exceeded the scope of science and everyday understanding.
In order to find out the truth, Wen Qi prepared to simulate it again.
"Load forward!"
"You're still wearing the chef's clothes and the purple mask."
"You stand before that child once again."
"Observe him carefully and think about why he was locked up. This matter must be related to the dean."
"The child is looking at you with a pair of eerie eyes."
You glared back at him, "What are you looking at!"
"I'll gouge your eyes out and feed them to the dogs!"
"You're perfectly playing the villainous head chef."
"This suits your identity better than what you're dressed in, and it might even lead to some unexpected clues."
The little boy spat at you and said in a menacing tone, "Who are you going to sell this time?"
You remained silent, without responding.
"The little boy said, 'Did the headmaster send you here to brag to me? To let me witness the suffering of my friends.'"
You looked at him earnestly, "I've come here to let you go, do you believe me?"
"But your attitude really annoys me. Even if I'm going to let you go, I'll have to teach you a lesson about your bad temper first."
The little boy scoffed, "You've stolen everything from me, don't you find it ridiculous to say something like that?"
"Don't think that just because someone else is here, I'll believe what you're saying."
"The story of 'The Boy Who Cried Wolf' doesn't work on me."
"The words coming out of the little boy's mouth were not at all like the mature words a ten-year-old child should have."
"While you were shocked, you continued to probe for information."
"He definitely won't tell you if you ask him directly; he's very rebellious."
"You continue, 'What do I have to do for you to believe me? I'm here to let you out, to get you out of this dark, dreary basement.'"
The little boy said, "If you really want to let me out, why don't you do something else for me? Destroy their auction and rescue my companions, and then I'll believe you."
"An auction?"
"Is this another unscrupulous money-making scheme orchestrated by the monastery? Do you remember the department where your personal information was kept? It was the auction department."
Your big eyes are full of doubt.
"I can't get in, and I don't even know where or when the auction is being held. Do you think the dean will tell me? I'm just a new chef."
"If you know where they are, I can help you rescue them, but not in a short time."
"The little boy's expression immediately changed when he heard this; he felt that you were deceiving him."
The little boy said, "You guys were the ones who suggested the auction in the first place, and now you have the nerve to say you don't know where it is?"
"you:"......""
"The communication failed again, but we still managed to glean some clues."
"At this point, the little boy had turned into a giant monster, and he ate you."
"Your will is shattered, your will is restored."
"Simulation complete! Current anomaly value: 25 points. Simulation duration: 7 minutes."
The simulation ended, but in reality, Wen Qi was still looking depressed in the corridor.
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How many highly profitable projects does St. Lan Monastery actually have? How many hidden basement levels are there?
You now doubt that the truth you know is merely the tip of the iceberg.
You thought that once you reached Tower 2, your dungeon progress would be at least 70%.
It seems I was naive; no wonder I'm only halfway there.
It's difficult to get any more information out of the little boy right now; he keeps threatening to turn into a monster and kill himself.
Perhaps asking the question from a different angle will yield different results.
"Load forward!"
"You stand in front of that little boy, walk up to him directly, and ask: 'Do you know Cooper? The abbot's son.'"
The little boy immediately looked angry. "Cooper? Don't mention him to me! I wouldn't be locked up here if it weren't for him."
"Cooper asked me to contact you. Actually, none of this has anything to do with Cooper; it's all his father's fault..."
The little boy interrupted you, "If he hadn't told me I grew up in an orphanage, maybe we would still be friends, but he ruined everything!"
"He knows everything. He could have stopped it. He deceived me, and you were deceived by him too!"
"You're too shocked to speak? Little Cooper lied to himself?"
"He was clearly a seemingly innocent child, yet also a clear-headed observer."
"Moreover, the information you gleaned from him, along with the little beggar and the human trafficker you played, also earned you rewards and accelerated your progress in the dungeon."
"Whose words are true?"
"Perhaps after the simulation ends and we find a way to avoid being killed by this child turning into a monster, we can also go through this secret room in the real-world inheritance and make a better judgment based on the progress."
"There are rules in place, so you probably won't be able to get the answer from other people."
"Or perhaps, we should try threatening Daniel again and see if we can get anything else out of him."
"However, you don't intend to end the simulation here."
You asked, "Can you tell me what happened between you and Cooper?"
"Don't get angry yet." You took out a diary from your system space and handed it to him. "Can you read?"
"This is a pastor's diary. It says that everything started after he cured little Cooper's illness, and the monastery gradually became what it is now, a tool for the abbot to make money."
"Please believe me, I'm a Protestant infiltrator here, not the head chef. I just stole this uniform," you said, pointing to the ill-fitting chef's uniform.
"The child calmed down, but still kept looking at you with suspicion."
He slowly opened his diary.
You then asked, "Can you tell me everything you know now?"
"If it weren't for the rules, I would take off my mask right now, but you can clearly see that I'm wearing a nun's habit under my chef's clothes."
"The little boy stared into your eyes and suddenly took off your mask."
Then he gave a sinister laugh.
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