Chapter 59 No one is seen, only gold (7) Abbot, how are you?
The end of one of He Luo's tentacle turned into translucent jelly, which wrapped around Gao Mengtang's body, slowly wriggling to help him heal his wounds.
"Your physical condition is not very good..." Wei Wei considered his words, "Your physical condition is not very good. The special medicine cannot withstand it. I can only help you recover half of it."
When he was attacked by the giant hand, although Duan Song protected him, his internal organs were also injured.
Gao Mengtang felt a dull pain in his body, holding his stomach and groaning, "It hurts."
"It's okay for it to hurt," Duan Song said unhappily, "If you don't remember the pain, you'll be more likely to commit suicide next time."
He took a hot towel and wiped the cold sweat off Gao Mengtang's body. As soon as the towel touched his forehead, Gao Mengtang groaned again and curled up on his side: "Ah, it's so cold."
Duan Song: "...Don't pretend, I just soaked in hot water."
Gao Mengtang held his heart in his hands: "My heart is chilled. I helped you escape from Yin Mingwu's clutches, and you actually spoke coldly to me."
Duan Song was completely speechless.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the dormitory. It was the three players, the charlatan, the priest, and the lucky guy. They pushed and shoved each other, and the sound came in from time to time:
"Go knock on the door!"
"You go, you go."
"I don't dare. Didn't you say you are brave?"
The shove was intense, and the shoulders banged against the door, which was also considered a knock. Duan Song had a cold face and suddenly opened the door.
Plop. Three people fell in together. When they looked up, they saw Duan Song's white leather shoes.
"Is there something wrong?" A cold and heavy voice came over their heads.
The charlatan on top jumped up and smiled slyly: "Yes, there is something."
Duan Song had a blank expression on his face, and his eyes said, "If you have to fart, do it now."
The charlatan narrowed his eyes in a mean way: "Guess? You can definitely guess it."
Seeing Duan Song's expression as if he wanted to strangle someone to death, the charlatan shrank his neck and smiled at Gao Mengtang on the bed with a ghostly look in his eyes: "Even if the devil brother can't guess it, the blind man will definitely guess it."
Gao Mengtang, lying sickly on the bed, said: "Eh?"
The charlatan, the lucky guy, and the priest all stared at Gao Mengtang expectantly, silently saying: You can control the mind, so you must be able to read minds!
Gao Mengtang: ...What are you crazy about?
The most important thing in a dungeon is to clear it. They are so excited, most likely because of clearing it.
"Have you obtained new clues that can help you pass the level?" Gao Mengtang asked tentatively.
The charlatan was shouting, jumping up and down, and clapping his hands: "You guessed it! You guessed it! What did I say? Blind people can definitely read minds!"
Gao Mengtang: "Hey, I'm talking to you guys..."
Soon he was interrupted again. The pastor opened his eyes wide and said, "Blind man, you really guessed it right! I am in charge of interrogating the suspect Qian Hao. I overheard a piece of news. Guess which building it is related to?"
This time Gao Mengtang didn't even pause for a second: "Blue building?"
They had just returned from a fight near the blue building, where there were men in black with guns guarding the place, and it looked like they were no simple men.
There was another round of exclamations and cheers. He Lun and Bai Jie stared at Gao Mengtang in surprise.
The pastor became even more excited: "Guess who is imprisoned in the small building?"
"Guess what? Just play this boring little game twice." Lucky interrupted her, "The blind can read minds. He must know that the person imprisoned in the small building is the son of Mr. Xu from the Blue Needle Headquarters!"
...a very novel way of self-exposure.
Gao Mengtang had a confused look on his face the whole time, just watching the group of people yelling and saying things like "mind reading is so terrifying", "he got the key information in less than three minutes", "he's got the plan in hand", "he's got a strong will despite his disability"...
What does it mean to be physically disabled but mentally strong? Gao Mengtang sat up stubbornly and pretended to clear his throat: "I know everything."
The charlatan: "You really know everything?! Boss Xu's son was infected with the zombie virus, severely mutated, has a cannibalistic urge, and is locked up in the blue building. Do you know all this?"
Oh.
Anyway, now I know.
Gao Mengtang's mysterious smile was naturally misunderstood as "the blind man got the key clue by reading minds." The three people went from being amazed to being in awe.
After hearing the whole story, Gao Mengtang sorted out the clues again.
The chairman of Blue Needle Corporation, Xu Wei, and Qian Hao of Ritian Industrial Park, are old friends with similar businesses. Xu Wei's son is a good-for-nothing, and he makes trouble in his father's company by relying on his status.
Xu Wei sent his son to the Ritian Industrial Park for training, starting from the most basic position as a security guard.
After the zombie virus broke out, Xu Wei's son was the first to be hit and mutated into a zombie.
No matter how useless he was, he was still Xu Wei's biological son. After turning into a zombie, Qian Hao immediately called Xu Wei, apologized first, and then asked Xu Wei to send a car to pick up his son and take him to a safe place.
Unexpectedly, Xu Wei was a man who would sacrifice his relatives for the sake of justice. When he heard the news, he burst into tears and said, "What if the zombie virus spreads during the transfer of my son and innocent people are implicated? Just lock him up in the Ritian Industrial Park. I will send someone to develop an antidote. Maybe my son and your employees can be saved."
Moved by Xu Wei's justice, the men in black spontaneously formed an organization to guard the blue building.
The researchers sent by Xu Wei also arrived at the Ritian Industrial Park soon, and were mainly responsible for the research and development of the antidote.
After reviewing the situation, Gao Mengtang pondered for a moment in front of his notebook: "When did Xu Wei's son join the company?"
Pastor: “I think it was in August?”
On September 15, more than a month after Xu Wei joined the company, the zombie virus broke out.
Gao Mengtang collected his thoughts: "Pastor, Lucky, the system arranged for you to interrogate Qian Hao, closest to the secret center, so observe more often. You two girls, you must pay more attention to your safety."
"Shengun, you and Bai Jie are the patrol team. Walk around the various areas, especially the blue building. If you see any suspicious people, report to me immediately."
After receiving the "instruction", the three stood at attention, straightened their chests and lowered their chins: "Yes!"
Realizing belatedly, the three people looked at each other: Why did they listen to Gao Mengtang's orders?
Could it be that Gao Mengtang had quietly controlled them? !
Before leaving, the charlatan wanted to shake hands with Gao Mengtang, but was stared at by Duan Song, so he didn't dare. He could only look at him with tears in his eyes: "Blind man, I rely on you. I believe we can pass the level alive. Thank you!"
Gao Mengtang said sincerely: "I should thank you more." Not only did he give me important clues for free, but he also praised me a lot.
*
The next day, which was the fourth day after entering the game, Gao Mengtang took a leave of absence from his work in the laboratory due to an injury. Duan Song also skipped work.
The NPCs in the park had no objections. They hoped that the eight people sent by Zhongzhou would not interfere.
The sun was shining brightly that day, with a thin layer of clouds blocking the view, and it was gentle and warm. Gao Mengtang went downstairs for a walk, with Duan Song acting as his walking stick.
Gao Mengtang went to the blue building first. After they had a fight, there were more guards at the building and they were not allowed to go up the hillside, so they wandered at the foot of the mountain for a while.
The traces of the tragedy have not yet been completely cleaned up. On the hillside, grass leaves are stained with blood and growing vigorously.
Although Gao Mengtang couldn't see clearly, he could smell the strong smell of blood.
"Don't stand here, let's go." Duan Song urged.
Gao Mengtang's expression was very calm. The wind blew gently, and the ends of her hair were blown up and fluttered in the wind: "They died because of me."
"Just an NPC!" Duan Song said.
Suddenly, a severed hand caught his eye. Duan Song's eyes turned into vertical pupils and contracted. From more than ten meters away, he could see clearly that the severed hand was wearing a gold ring. He walked over and took a closer look.
Duan Song touched his chin with one hand and shook his head, "It's not professional. How can an agent wear decorative jewelry? And a big gold ring, for fear that it won't be conspicuous enough. The style is also tacky."
Gao Mengtang frowned slightly: "Take off the ring."
The finger was severely deformed, and it took a lot of effort to remove the ring. Fortunately, the ring was intact and the pattern was clear. Gao Mengtang rubbed the ring with his fingertips.
"Something's wrong." Gao Mengtang said suddenly.
Duan Song: "What's wrong?"
"The shooting skills of these agents are not very accurate." Gao Mengtang said, "Last night, when we broke into the mountain, the men in black shot two shots at the enemy rabbit, but missed. The rabbit ran fast, so it was understandable. But they also shot at me twice. I am such a big person and move slowly, so they didn't hit me."
Thinking of Gao Mengtang's adventurous behavior last night, Duan Song became furious and snorted.
"Man in black, agent..." Gao Mengtang murmured, wiped the blood off the ring and put it away carefully.
When I strolled to the warehouse, the system prompt sounded suddenly: "The main auxiliary task is being released."
"Lucky 50, you are the first to get the main auxiliary task, the task panel has been updated."
[Main Quest 1]
[Talk to three migrant workers] [Progress: 0/3]
"Do you want to share the main storyline and auxiliary tasks?"
Gao Mengtang selected "Yes", and a sharing range appeared in the panel.
You can specify certain people, share it with all followers, faction members, and all teammates with one click.
After thinking for a moment, Gao Mengtang decided to share it with the camp members.
Gao Mengtang was backstabbed by his teammates twice in the dungeons [8th Floor] and [Princess Castle Rules Strange Stories], which made him wary of his teammates. Although Lucky, the priest, and the charlatan had no intention of harming him in this dungeon, he still had to be cautious.
After receiving the shared auxiliary task, Duan Song chuckled: "Lucky rabbit's foot. Even with a limp leg, it can still bring us good luck."
Gao Mengtang pretended not to hear and focused on serious matters: "Migrant workers? Where are the migrant workers in the park?"
Apart from the zombies, there are only three types of people active in the park: 8 players, researchers sent by Xu Wei, and Men in Black agents.
Gao Mengtang suddenly had an idea: "After the virus broke out, everyone in the park was detained in a warehouse to prevent its spread. The migrant workers should be detained in the warehouse."
With an idea in mind, they immediately took action. They were already in front of the warehouse door. They were there in one step.
The environment inside the warehouse was very poor. The detainees ate, drank, defecated and urinated in a space less than 20 square meters. The stench came out from the cracks in the door and went straight to the top of their heads.
Duan Song grabbed Gao Mengtang's arm and said, "You can't go. It's too dirty."
Gao Mengtang: "They can live there 24 hours a day, so why can't I go in and talk?"
Duan Song was stunned: "Can you be the same as them?"
Gao Mengtang was surprised: "What's the difference?"
After holding it in for a long time, Duan Song finally said, "He looks like a god, but he's also quite down-to-earth."
"Stop talking nonsense and go unlock it." Gao Mengtang pointed to the locked door.
The door was an iron door, locked with several chains, but Duan Song had a unique lock-picking skill. He knocked on the door first to let the person behind it move aside, then he raised his leg and kicked it.
The iron door deformed instantly and bounced open with a clang, and a crack appeared in the wall next to the door frame.
Since the day the virus broke out, the shadow has spread to everyone.
More than 10 people were crammed into a 20-square-meter room in the warehouse. There were no windows, no air conditioning, and no ventilation. There was only a narrow window near the ceiling, through which a ray of light could barely distinguish between day and night.
This was the seventh day of their detention. A nightmare seventh day.
There was only a rolled up bamboo mat to sleep on, and the quilt had a musty smell. I was not used to it at first, but soon the moldy quilt no longer bothered me.
Because they don't have a toilet! They poop and pee in this small room, and the musty smell is quickly covered by a more pungent smell.
Most of the prisoners were migrant workers who were building a new building. In just seven days, they went from being strong and healthy to being dusty and ape-like. They sat there all day, unable to cry or see any hope.
The skinny cheeks could not hold up the loose skin, and the whole person seemed to be falling down, like an old piece of clothing held up by bones, which would collapse completely at the slightest touch.
There were mutated zombies locked up upstairs, roaring all day long and the floor was stomping loudly.
Bang——
They just blinked their eyes in response to the deafening noise. Old Li behind the door was hit and turned his head a little late to look at the big iron door.
"I told you to be careful, you've hurt someone." The voice was as gentle and clear as the sound of a piano, like pleasant fresh air, like a ray of cool breeze that refreshes the heart.
Duan Song blocked the door, preventing them from running out, and said nonchalantly, "Just an NPC."
"How are you?" A soft and clean hand gently touched Lao Li's forehead, "Are you hurt?"
Old Li slowly raised his head and slowly opened his eyes. Who is this man? He is so handsome. The Guanyin Bodhisattva in the temple is not half as pretty as him.
But he was like a blind man, with his eyes only looking in one direction.
It is this kind of "arrogant" look that makes Gao Mengtang seem detached from the world.
Gao Mengtang was not going to work today, so he did not wear work clothes. Instead, he wore a buttoned linen shirt and linen trousers. There were several wrinkles on the fabric, which made it look quite antique and warm.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Gao Mengtang thought that his head was hit. He thought that ordinary people's physical fitness could not be compared with that of players, and they could not use high-level healing items, so he used a skill scroll with the mildest effect.
[Healing Aura (Sequence 10)]
The palm was wrapped in a ball of cool air, which brushed across the bump on Lao Li's head. The swelling and pain instantly subsided, and Lao Li's face, which looked like a corpse, also showed some life.
"You are...you are..." Old Li's lips trembled.
"Let me chat with you guys." Gao Mengtang said, trying to find a place to sit down.
The people in the warehouse hurriedly took out a clean small plastic stool, and Gao Mengtang rolled up his trouser legs and sat on it.
He had a slight obsession with cleanliness, so he secretly used the [Clean Up] function. It couldn't be seen from the outside, but the filth was kept one meter away.
"Squeamish." Duan Song muttered behind him, "You need a scroll for this?"
Using skill scrolls consumes a lot of spirit points. For example, the two lowest quality scrolls, [Healing Aura] and [Clean Up], each consume 20 spirit points.
Although it is useful, players are reluctant to spend their spirit points and generally do not use it.
Gao Mengtang pretended not to hear it, since he was still in high spirits.
The main storyline auxiliary task is to let him talk to three migrant workers, and they can talk about anything.
Gao Mengtang thought for a moment: "When did you come to Ritian Industrial Park?"
Old Li looked very honest, answering each question: "We came here half a year ago."
"Who recommended this job?"
Lao Li: "I just ask around and take any job that comes my way."
Gao Mengtang and Duan Song looked at each other. It sounded like Lao Li and his team came to the construction site by chance. They came six months ago, which was long before the accident.
I asked two more people, and they said that the workers came from different places, had little connection with each other, and had no power behind them.
The main and auxiliary tasks were completed, but no clues were found. Duan Song also arrested a few people and questioned them, but did not get any useful information.
"Are you playing tricks on us with the auxiliary mission?" Duan Song said, "No, it shouldn't be. The system has issued this mission, so there must be a meaning to it."
Before leaving, Gao Mengtang suddenly thought of something and took out a big gold ring: "Have you seen this ring?"
Everyone in the room passed it around, and Old Li suddenly shouted, "I recognize it! I recognize it! This is the gold ring that bastard Nan Ling belonged to!"
Gao Mengtang thought there was hope: "Uncle, don't be angry, sit down and tell me in detail."
It turned out that before taking the job at Ritian Industrial Park, Lao Li was owed one day's wages at another construction site. He quit the job and left with other migrant workers.
When the contractor Nan Ling found out about it, he slapped Lao Li twice while wearing the big gold ring. Lao Li was particularly impressed by the ring.
Gao Mengtang was puzzled: "Isn't Nan Ling a secret agent? How did he become a contractor?"
"He's a shitty agent!" Old Li jumped up in anger, "Nan Ling is just a rogue, a scoundrel and a bully. He is a ***!"
"How old is Nan Ling?" Gao Mengtang asked.
Lao Li: "He's almost 50, two years younger than me, and he came up and slapped me!"
Gao Mengtang asked Duan Song: "I don't know much about the spy industry. Can someone who is almost 50 pass the training and selection and become a spy within half a year?"
Duan Song sneered: "How can a man who is almost 50 be a special agent? He has been honorarily retired for 10 years."
Gao Mengtang felt something was wrong. These men in black claimed that they were hired by a real estate boss to enforce justice, but they were too unprofessional to be agents. It was very likely that they were related to the Black Society.
"Let's go and ask who the real estate owner is who hired the men in black," said Gao Mengtang.
Just as he was about to leave, Lao Li suddenly cried out "Ouch!" and Gao Mengtang quickly turned around to look.
Old Li looked at his hands in amazement, muttering, "Bodhisattva, it really is a Bodhisattva."
Gao Mengtang: “Eh?”
Old Li stood up and walked around twice, raising his arms to show everyone: "I was feeling so uncomfortable just now that I couldn't even sit still. After being touched by this living Buddha, look at me now, I am so healthy and energetic! I am not hungry anymore, my eczema has gone away, and I don't smell anymore!"
Others came over to take a look and exclaimed that it was miraculous. Old Li went from being pale and thin to having a rosy complexion, like a completely new person.
Gao Mengtang said timidly: "It's just a healing scroll."
However, the NPC seemed to be able to block some keywords related to the Black Tower game, and was unable to accept the key information of [Skill Scroll]. More than a dozen pairs of eyes looked at Gao Mengtang with piety and awe.
"Look, the Bodhisattva's feet are clean!" someone shouted, pointing at where Gao Mengtang was standing.
The warehouse was in a mess. Gao Mengtang had just used a cleaning scroll, and the floor beneath his feet was as smooth as new, with a clear dividing line between it and the dark, dirty floor outside.
“What a bodhisattva!”
"She is so beautiful, she must be a Bodhisattva!"
Everyone in the room kept calling her "Buddha", which frightened Gao Mengtang so much that he stepped back repeatedly: "No, no, you misunderstood..."
Old Li shouted again: "Look, wherever the Bodhisattva goes, the place is clean! He sprinkles nectar water!"
…That’s the cleaning scroll.
Suddenly, Lao Li fell to his knees, put his hands together, and bowed twice: "Living Bodhisattva, you saved me!"
The simple working people probably really believed in the existence of gods. Even if they didn't, they prayed to the wall countless times during the seven days of detention.
Before Gao Mengtang could react, the others also knelt down: "Buddha! Please save me too!"
"Buddha, I kowtow to you!"
"Living Bodhisattva, look at me, I can't bear it any longer!"
Prayers were heard one after another.
Gao Mengtang held their arms and tried to get them to stand up, but the construction workers refused and just prayed with tears streaming down their cheeks.
He was very reluctant to kneel down, and since his injury had not healed, he could not squat down. Gao Mengtang had no choice but to stand and touch their heads one by one. During this time, they cried and called him a living Buddha.
What a sin, Gao Mengtang thought. He was afraid that he would shorten his life if so many elders bowed to him. Fortunately, he couldn't see clearly, so he felt less guilty.
*
Lucky and the pastor were in charge of interrogating Qian Hao, who was locked up in the basement of the warehouse.
On the fourth day after get off work, they walked through the corridor and out of the warehouse as usual, when they suddenly heard someone crying and shouting "Living Bodhisattva".
When he passed by, he saw that it was Gao Mengtang. A group of people knelt at his feet, and the blind man touched their heads one by one.
The two hid far away, not daring to say a word. After a long time, the pastor chanted a poem meaningfully: "The immortal touches my head."
Lucky: “What do you mean?”
"It's obvious!" said the priest. "The blind man showed his divine power in front of the NPC. The NPC knew that the blind man was a god, so they called him Bodhisattva."
Lucky: "The Blind Man is exerting mind control on the NPC?!"
The pastor pounded his fist: "That's right!"
"Look at them, they are all crying as if they saw a savior. They have been brainwashed." Lucky guy shook his head regretfully.
Pastor: "The blind man's thighs must be hugged. Let's go and join in the fun."
They were afraid of disturbing Gao Mengtang's "Mind Control Ritual", so they crept behind him. The priest first used his personal skill [Holy Prayer]
Skill Description: Priests who represent the gods walk the earth, and people who are kind-hearted will have a good impression of them.
It is easier to gain the trust of others after being given a halo.
A halo rose from under Gao Mengtang's feet, and the sound of church hymns was heard.
The NPCs just felt light all over. They looked at Gao Mengtang, who looked like a living statue with a clean halo behind him.
Gao Mengtang: ...What are you doing? Bodhisattvas belong to Buddhism, and the skills used by priests have Christian elements. It's a combination of Chinese and Western elements, isn't it a bit weird?
The NPC ignored all this and shouted, "The Bodhisattva has appeared!"
"An angel has come to earth!"
Lucky also wanted to help out so that she could get on the good side. She used her identity skill [Whisper of the Goddess of Luck]
This skill can only be applied to one person at a time.
Skill Effect: Luck +20, lasts for 5 minutes. If the player's luck exceeds 60 after applying this skill, the passive effect of the skill will be triggered. The player will hear the whispers of the goddess of luck, who will implicitly point out the direction for him.
There was nothing around Gao Mengtang, but he felt as if there were a pair of hands on his shoulders, breathing sweet air, and asking vaguely, "Abbot, how are you?"
...What is the purpose of calling the abbot? Are they introducing Taoism again?
Gao Mengtang was confused. After the head-patting ceremony, everyone in the room was full of energy and excitement, but there was one thing that made him worried.
How should construction workers deal with it?
Let them go? The players traveled from the future, and they knew that the zombie virus would not be transmitted a second time. But who can guarantee that the game will not cause the virus to mutate a second time and become contagious?
The game and reality are becoming more and more closely integrated. What if these people leave and hurt someone? What will happen in reality?
"I can straighten the iron door and lock it again." Duan Song looked at the door that was deformed by his kick.
As Gao Mengtang stepped out of the door, a thought came to his mind: "The two words 'abbot' together are the same as 'let go', right?" This sentence means, 'let go', and hope you are well.
The goddess of luck’s suggestion is: let them go, you will meet again and nothing bad will happen?
Gao Mengtang stopped and said, "Let them all go."
"Are you sure?" Duan Song asked.
Gao Mengtang nodded: "Not only them, but everyone in the other rooms, let them go. Help them to the end."
"Okay." Duan Song didn't ask any more questions.
As for how to let him go, there is no need to resort to connections or talk, just kill him directly. One punch is worth ten thousand words.
The doors of more than 20 warehouses were kicked open. Duan Song, like Zhao Zilong who came alone to save his lord, killed his way in and out seven times. The workers who had been treated inhumanely ran out frantically.
I watched them leave from the south gate, their backs disappearing into a wall of fog.
Gao Mengtang heard a system prompt: "Congratulations on completing the hidden task [Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda]"
"They will send back good news. Please wait."
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