Chapter 218: Street Scavenger (14) The True Identity of the Rich Old Man...
Hearing this, Gao Mengtang suddenly understood: That's right! Why didn't he think in this direction!
The creatures on the moon die and come back to life endlessly, just like the Enemy Rabbit, who has died countless times and can still be resurrected, but each time he is resurrected, he loses some of his memory.
Looking at the system panel again, the line of words also has an explanation [Returning Soul (What is the relationship between you and Inari?)]
Gao Mengtang is Inari's reincarnation, isn't that just a returning soul?
Thinking back further, when Gao Mengtang was attending a meeting at Xiao Tien's ancient house, the transmission channel was blown up, and Gao Mengtang accidentally traveled to Epiphyllum Ridge and entered the sanatorium where Hei Yankai had lived.
Only he could push open the door of the sanatorium; the entire building stored a large number of memories, and Gao Mengtang could trigger the secret realm from time to time; the door at the end of the corridor was locked with an iris lock, but he could open it...
Saying that Hei Yankai is Gao Mengtang's previous life is actually a bit inaccurate, they are actually the same person!
"That's how it is!" Gao Mengtang pounded his fist. "Old Yin, you have some strength. These things are complicated and confusing, but you can see clearly at a glance."
Yin Mingwu was as proud as a child who had been praised. He was smug for a while and then said to Gao Mengtang:
"Lao Kui, I really don't mean to sow discord between you and Gao Mengtang," Yin Mingwu lowered his voice even though they were the only two people on the entire seabed, "Stay away from Gao Mengtang, he's very dangerous."
Gao Mengtang: "Why?"
Yin Mingwu said mysteriously, "Think about it, what is one of the purposes of the Black Tower game? To select the Fourteenth Wise King. Who is Gao Mengtang? The Twelfth Wise King. If the people behind the game are willing to let the Twelfth Wise King ascend the throne again, why would they go to so much trouble? They could just send the Twelfth Wise King up there with drums and gongs."
"Evil King I, also known as the Thirteenth Wise King, has the ability to create space. In the copy, his ability is infinite." Yin Mingwu said, "He can't just reach into the surface world and strangle Gao Mengtang to death, but he can let Gao Mengtang enter his rule world and be killed by the rules of the Evil King space..."
Most of the creatures in the inner world cannot survive in the outer world, and the same is true for the Thirteenth Sage King. If he were to hunt Gao Mengtang down in the outer world, Gao Mengtang would not even need to fight back. After half a month, the Thirteenth Sage King would have died.
However, the 13th King of the Wise can create a world and make the rules of that world. And once the world is built, it is like a child being born, separated from the 13th King of the Wise, becoming an independent existence, and the 13th King of the Wise cannot completely control the world.
But Wise King Thirteen can give his world certain [rules] to achieve His goals.
For example, if a player [000 Blind] enters a certain dungeon, the difficulty of that dungeon will increase significantly.
Yin Mingwu's disabled leg flexed and stretched, kicking the water. "After I saw Gao Mengtang in the [Scavenger] dungeon, I was completely disappointed. I wanted to cry at my own grave right here. Lao Kui, just wait and see. Most of us will die."
Gao Mengtang's heart tightened and he quickly lowered his head.
In this case, he has harmed others, even though he didn't mean to...
Yin Mingwu held up the camera and filmed the room, then they pushed open the next door.
"Why do you want to enter this sunken ship?" Gao Mengtang asked.
"Hey, guess, I'll tell you if you guess right." Yin Mingwu was reluctant to say it, so he used a joke to fool her. Before the smile on his face faded, his eyes turned cold, "Fuck, what the hell..."
The room was filled with those flesh-pink monsters, facing the wall, squatting with their knees hugged, their heads hanging, motionless. They were shoulder to shoulder, densely packed together, dozens of them!
Yin Mingwu was also very brave. When he saw so many monsters, he did not turn around and run away. Instead, he swam in and shone the flashlight at them. Seeing that they did not react, he gently touched their shoulders from behind.
The flesh-pink monster didn't respond, as if it was dead, but its ribs were still rising and falling as it breathed.
Gao Mengtang quickly retreated to the door: "Let's go, we won't shoot in this room anymore."
"You are just a coward," Yin Mingwu said, "If they don't move, we won't care."
He adjusted the camera, continued filming, and kicked one of the monsters on the back. The monster's body tilted, then quickly sat up straight without any other reaction.
Yin Mingwu really wanted to see the front of the monster, but there must be a limit to seeking death, so he only had this thought in his mind and didn't think about it anymore.
The sea water was flowing, and some debris in the room was drifted out of the door with the undercurrent. Gao Mengtang shone a flashlight and saw a shiny object. He grabbed it in his hand and found it was a piece of mirror fragment.
"There is a mirror in the room," Gao Mengtang said, "Old Yin, I feel something is wrong, please be careful."
"I saw the mirror too." Yin Mingwu said, and he subconsciously raised the flashlight and shone it on the mirror.
Several flesh-pink monsters were squatting in front of the mirror. When the flashlight's light cone illuminated the mirror, their faces were reflected in the mirror, and Yin Mingwu could see them clearly.
It was not just ordinary ugliness, but horrifying ugliness! Some looked like they had been severely burned, some looked like they had been sprayed with concentrated sulfuric acid, and some looked like deformed children with rare diseases, with tumors all over their faces.
The monster suddenly raised its head and looked at Yin Mingwu through the mirror.
The flashlight shook, the cone of light slid away, and Yin Mingwu turned around and ran.
But it was too late.
All the monsters in the room let out sharp, piercing screams and swarmed over to pounce on Yin Mingwu!
He Luo's tentacles stopped them, but they tore them apart with their hands and bit them off with their teeth, still screaming and rushing towards Yin Mingwu.
Magic patterns appeared on Yin Mingwu's right hand, which quickly swelled to the size of a car. He clenched his fist, and the stirred up water flow dispersed the monsters. The additional [Soul Out of Body] effect made them temporarily lose their ability to move.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the two ran for their lives, but when they turned around, they saw the monster catching up with them again!
Gao Mengtang and Yin Mingwu attacked with all their might, using all the skills, props, and skill scrolls they could. For a moment, a tornado of blades swirled, and the highly corrosive venom turned them into pus, and the giant sword that broke through the air cut them in half.
But those monsters were simply indestructible! Even after being cut into pieces, their dark red and black blood, like magnetic fluid, stayed together, and within just half a minute, they could be resurrected on the spot.
The monster's blood diffused in the sea water and flowed over Gao Mengtang's cheek, causing a burning pain on his face. He raised his hand and touched it, and under his fingertips, there was a scarred, scabby, and somewhat hardened skin.
Yin Mingwu's exposed neck also came into contact with the diluted blood of the monsters, and his skin instantly became like solidified molten lava.
"This is the blood of the dead..." Gao Mengtang's heart sank completely, "Run, we can't beat them!"
How could they escape? In just a blink of an eye, the monsters surrounded them. Gao Mengtang was knocked several meters away, and watched Yin Mingwu being surrounded.
“Fuck!” Yin Mingwu cursed angrily, and this was also the last sound he uttered.
The next second, a cloud of blood mist exploded, and half of a torn palm floated along the water to Gao Mengtang. Gao Mengtang subconsciously grabbed it. It was Yin Mingwu's hand.
"Yin Mingwu!" Gao Mengtang shouted, trying to rush in to save him. He stretched one arm over the monsters' shoulders and tried to grab Yin Mingwu's arm.
The monsters were too strong, and Gao Mengtang couldn't push them away at all. He was soon squeezed out again. He looked at Yin Mingwu through the crowd of flesh-pink heads.
Those bright eyes that contained murderous intent curved, and Yin Mingwu slowly shook his head, signaling Gao Mengtang not to save him.
A claw scratched Yin Mingwu's head, and his entire face was immediately lifted up, swaying with the water.
In less than 10 seconds, the monsters disappeared again, leaving only a mass of torn flesh and blood. Yin Mingwu's head was still intact, but his entire face was scratched to pieces.
System: "Player [013 Soul Splitter] has died. Remaining players: 11."
"Player [013 Soul Splitter] uses the item [Resurrection Coin]"
The scattered limbs were pieced together again, and He Luo's tentacles wrapped around Yin Mingwu. He swam out of the sunken ship in one breath and jumped several thousand meters away.
Gao Mengtang breathed heavily and mustered up the courage to look back. This time, the group of monsters did not catch up with him.
"Okay," Yin Mingwu patted He Luo's tentacles, "Luckily I have the resurrection coins you sent me. Hehe, I'm fine."
"Who are those people? Forget it, I'll give them a name - Shameless." Yin Mingwu said with a smile.
They encountered "Shameless People" twice, and no matter whether they shone a flashlight on them, talked in their ears, touched them, or even kicked them, the Faceless People would not attack.
But Yin Mingwu saw their faces through the mirror and looked into their eyes. They immediately went crazy and tried their best to kill Yin Mingwu. They were so ugly that calling them "too ashamed to face people" was quite appropriate.
Gao Mengtang calmed down and said with a smile, "This is a really interesting name," and then fell into deep thought.
Face, face again.
In the Linyuan haunted house, they encountered the rabbit-masked craftsman. After trying to uncover the rabbit-masked craftsman's mask, he would burst out with extremely strong attack power.
These people are too ashamed to face people, and if their faces are seen, they will reveal their murderous intentions.
It’s probably no coincidence that both monsters are related to “face”.
Yin Mingwu also thought of this: "Why do the monsters in [Scavengers] have so much trouble with their appearance? Do they have low self-esteem?"
At present, they have no extra energy to care about the psychological problems of the monsters. Gao Mengtang has not figured out the secret of the snowy shipwreck, and Yin Mingwu also has his unknown purpose.
The two rested for a while and returned to the shipwreck again.
After knowing the reverse scale of "too embarrassed to face people", things become much simpler. Don't look in the mirror, don't look at their faces, and you won't attack them if you are too embarrassed to face people.
In order to vent his anger, Yin Mingwu kicked the back of the head several times.
Gao Mengtang wanted to stop him: "Hey, don't be so presumptuous..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he felt dizzy, and then he once again read a memory that did not belong to him.
What caught my eye was still that clean and delicate man's hand, with slightly protruding knuckles and nails trimmed into a beautiful almond shape. They were so lustrous that they were almost translucent, and the rouge-red blood vessels that could be seen through them looked like the veins of a juicy peach.
His fingertips were cold, so he rubbed his hands gently, using the warmth from his palms to warm his white fingertips.
"We have locked on the twelfth Wise King. His current name is Gao Mengtang. He just entered college, majoring in mural painting." In the dark conference room, there was only an antique desk lamp on the table. On the other side of the table, someone spoke in the darkness.
The desk lamp blocked the face of the person opposite, and his voice became increasingly vague in the darkness.
The unknown person asked, "How can you be sure that he is the twelfth wise king?"
"Look at his picture."
The person across the table stretched out his arm and pushed a photo under the lamp: "He looks exactly like Inari."
The mysterious man glanced down and said, "He is still alive... No wonder... I asked... Gao Wei... to summon the soul of Shuidao, but to no avail... Why would a living person need to be summoned..."
"It's [101 Body Purification Master], Wei Wei." Someone reminded.
Gao Mengtang became even more curious about the mysterious man, who was an eyewitness to the 19.85 million incident. After discovering his identity, Wei Wei didn't know how he would react.
"No..." The mysterious man spoke again. His voice became even stranger. It was a little old, yet a little crisp. It was hard to tell his age. He spoke in a drawling tone. "Didn't the Hollow Man Project create a group of people who looked like Hei Yankai?"
"The Hollow Man Project has completely failed, sir." The person on the other side said, "It was a scam. Chen Yuan ruined the entire plan and also killed Hei Yankai."
After a moment of silence, the mysterious man spoke. After only a few seconds, his voice became extremely old and hoarse: "Oh... yes... I'm old and my memory is not good."
The pair of hands that had been stroking each other gently appeared before my eyes again. Only half a minute had passed, and the backs of the hands that were delicate and smooth had turned into the wrinkled hands of an old man, with the wrinkled skin like birch bark.
A person becomes old in a very short time, but the people present do not show any surprise. Opposite the lamp, the dark shadow is quiet and motionless.
Who is this person? It's definitely not Yin Mingwu. Yin Mingwu is in his 50s, but he is very energetic. He doesn't look old or young at times. Gao Mengtang thought to himself that he always felt that the mysterious person whose memory he read had a familiar voice...
"Now that we have found the twelfth wise king, let's kill him." The mysterious man's voice was very tired, "... Wait, don't kill him. The Half-Dead One advised me to be a kind person..."
Speaking of the "Half-Dead", Gao Mengtang's heart skipped a beat. People who believe in the half-dead, aren't they... an answer is obvious.
The mysterious man sighed: "You guys are staring at Qiao... Qiao what is it?"
"It's Gao Mengtang."
"Well, keep an eye on Gao Xiaotang." The mysterious man said, "Report to me if you have any questions."
After saying that, the mysterious man stood up. Before leaving, he thought of something and turned around and said, "There is an empty wall in my house. You can spend some money and ask... Xiao Tangtang... to paint the wall for me. I'd like to take this opportunity to meet him..."
Hearing this, Gao Mengtang was struck by a flash of memory. His whole body trembled and he suddenly realized: this was actually the rich old man who asked him to paint the mural!
"That's it, I'm tired." The mysterious man staggered out of the room and walked alone in the corridor. Gao Mengtang was also familiar with this corridor - the Black Prince Hospital.
The mysterious man's ward was decorated like a luxurious bedroom, with a harp in the corner. He held the harp, tuned the strings, and began to play a piece of music.
The rhythm is unstable and the notes are occasionally wrong.
But Gao Mengtang could still tell which song it was.
——The tune of [Return to Zero]. [Return to Zero] is Xiao Tien’s identity skill.
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