Chapter 7, Level 8 (7) Die for You
After swallowing a large bottle of oily medicine, the strange scholar felt a chilly current spreading through his limbs. The current finally gathered in his brain, making him sober as if he had been doused with ice water.
He felt cold, and the hairs on his arms stood up; he was also very excited, and the hairs were like wires, emitting passionate electric currents from the ends.
380 Weird Scholar's inherent skills: [Strong desire for knowledge]
Buff effect: Not afraid of strange phenomena, but curious. Spirit value decreases slowly
Debuff: When the desire for knowledge is too strong, the eccentric scholar is willing to give up everything for the truth, such as safety and life.
Everything abnormal around him turned into temptation, like the fairy in Pansi Cave, waving at him gracefully: Come, the truth is here.
Nightmare-like looping corridors, imperceptible anomalies, corpses of unknown origin, and a hundred-eyed wizard... and the teammate in front of him who is as handsome as a god and as mysterious as the shadow of the moon.
"I understand... I understand..." The strange scholar murmured nervously. He opened his notebook and wrote furiously.
Gao Mengtang squatted beside the corpse, acting as a diligent corpse guard. However, a figure was swaying in front of him, which made Gao Mengtang very confused: "What do you understand? Don't hang around me, be careful that the Hundred-Eyed Wizard will attack you first after waking up."
The sound is like a fairy's harp, slow and light, which can bewitch people to be quiet and listen attentively. The eccentric scholar wrote in his notebook.
A faint smell of blood entered his nose. Gao Mengtang was a little anxious. He wanted to push the strange scholar away, but because he couldn't see clearly, he pressed his palm on his face.
The skin was slightly cool and smelled of grass. The nails were as shiny and glossy as shells. The eccentric scholar never stopped writing, staring at Gao Mengtang through his fingers. He continued to write:
He can't see clearly, and he's always groping around... He never gives up a chance to save others. He trudged through the dark night. Everyone is blind in the dark night.
The smell of blood was sickening. Gao Mengtang heard the sound of twitching limbs hitting the floor. The Hundred-Eyed Wizard was about to be resurrected.
"Nothing unusual! Go upstairs!" the pharmacist shouted.
Gao Mengtang: "Someone come and take this weird scholar away!"
His eyes are like a demonic pool with an obsidian bottom. If you stare into them for too long, you will get lost in them. I see a door to a deeper darkness.
"I saw it, I saw it..." The strange scholar stared at Gao Mengtang fanatically, "I saw it!"
Another crying voice came faintly from behind him: "Did you really see it clearly?"
The Hundred-Eyed Wizard is resurrected.
The butcher stood up slowly, and dozens of eyes turned and looked at the back of the strange scholar's head.
For a moment, the strange scholar felt his scalp was so tight that it could not cover his skull. The contracting skin made him stare unconsciously. His throat was tightly strangled and he could not make any sound.
But his thirst for knowledge had not yet subsided. The medicine in his stomach dissolved and its effect became even stronger.
The strange scholar had fallen into madness, and a lot of random information like ravings flooded into his mind, and he wanted to write it all down. When the quill pen accidentally fell to the ground, he bit his finger and used the white finger bones to write lines of blood.
"Let's go quickly, he has been targeted by the Hundred-Eyed Wizard and we can't save him." It was the pharmacist's voice.
Gao Mengtang stubbornly grasped the arm of the strange scholar and refused to let go. He Lun and the pharmacist held his waist and pulled him out.
The distance between the two gradually widened, and Gao Mengtang's clenched hands slid from the strange scholar's arm to the notebook in his hand.
"Do you see it clearly?" The Hundred-Eyed Wizard put one hand on the strange scholar's head and turned his head 180 degrees.
Crack. The sound of the cervical vertebrae being broken.
The strange scholar's head drooped backwards weakly, hanging upside down, facing Gao Mengtang. He was bleeding from all seven orifices, and when he opened his mouth, he spat out large mouthfuls of black liquid, which flowed from the corners of his mouth to his cheeks and forehead.
"I died for Allah, for the truth," the strange scholar's voice was blocked by the dirty blood, and it was chaotic and unclear. His black pupils had dilated, and he was still staring at Gao Mengtang's direction, "I died for you."
The crazy fire in his eyes died down, the eccentric scholar's hands were still in the writing posture, but the notebook was taken away by Gao Mengtang's tightly clenched hands.
He Lun and the pharmacist dragged Gao Mengtang and ran all the way.
"Keep it well!" The strange scholar's neck was twisted into a knot and his voice became much more shrill.
“It”, of course, refers to the notebook.
"380 Weird Scholars were attacked by Hundred-Eyed Wizards and have died. The game has failed."
"Remaining players, 4 people."
At the same time, another system notification sounded, which only Gao Mengtang could hear:
"Congratulations to you (000 Blind) for receiving the ritual item "Forgotten Grimoire" from 380 Weird Scholars."
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Four people sat on the stairwell, breathing heavily and resting.
After the three deaths, the small staircase platform became much emptier, so empty that it was frightening.
He Lun counted forwards, then backwards, muttering in disbelief, "Only four left... four... three dead."
Although it was a game, the death of teammates one after another made them feel lonely and even scared. The temperature did not drop, but everyone felt cold and huddled in a corner.
"Blind man, you shouldn't have saved the strange scholar," the pharmacist said. "We stayed with the monster for too long in order to drag you away, and a large part of the white strip was burned."
The drunken girl looked straight ahead, her tone as flat as a steel plate: "You said you wanted to hold back the Hundred-Eyed Wizard for us, and the weird scholar became your scapegoat for no apparent reason."
Pharmacist: "We are not like you, Baitiao 999, with a built-in recovery rate of 1 point per second. Our tolerance for error is very low. Don't put yourself in danger again."
They talked back and forth, with some dissatisfaction in their tone. Gao Mengtang listened quietly, with the enemy rabbit that dug up his ancestral grave nestled between his chest and knees.
There was a faint scent of grass on the enemy rabbit. Gao Mengtang took a deep breath and his voice was as smooth as the tip of grass brushing against his skin: "I just don't understand why the weird scholar can't control his personal skills and keeps surrounding me to study?"
His voice was thin and soft, but it instantly silenced the two chattering people.
After a moment, the pharmacist asked, "What do you mean?" His expression was serious.
"The scholar's personal skills went out of control. I guess it's because you gave him a skill enhancement potion." Gao Mengtang rubbed the rabbit's head with two fingers. "Oh, right. The drunkard girl's skills also went out of control because of your potion and killed the lumberjack."
Pharmacist: "I gave the weird scholar a potion to strengthen his physical strength."
Gao Mengtang: "I don't smell it. It's a skill enhancement potion, exactly the same as the smell of a drunkard."
The pharmacist's expression turned into surprise, and he replied ambiguously: "I can't remember how many potions are in each bottle, and they are all red."
The atmosphere was awkward for a moment. The drunkard looked around but didn't look at her teammates. He Lun stared at Gao Mengtang, as if he wanted to say something.
It was the pharmacist who broke the awkward situation: "Why mention the dead teammate now? The four of us can still pass the level."
After he said that, he pushed open the stair door and saw the bright red number 7.
Passing the level was just one step away for them, and both the drunkard girl and He Lun laughed out loud with relief.
One more level up, and they'll be able to enter Room 808 and end the game once and for all.
Because of the excitement, everyone was particularly active in looking for abnormalities. Just two minutes after entering, the drunk girl shouted out in surprise: "The door of room 704 is wrong, the lock-opening advertisement on the door has been torn off!"
He Lun also leaned over to take a look and cheered: "I remember there were a lot of lock-picking advertisements on this door, but now they've all been torn off. This must be the wrong place!"
Gao Mengtang couldn't see anything clearly, so he didn't comment. After a while, the pharmacist slowly spoke: "Let me verify it with the memory file."
He took out a thin file, put his hand on it, closed his eyes, and opened them after a moment: "There is nothing unusual. The small advertisement was torn off. Is your IOU too low and your memory is confused?"
Before the two of them could talk, the system prompt sounded:
[The game time has reached 2 hours, and the second clip video has been uploaded to the platform]
Yan Tao took the screenshots of the blind man and sent them to the big guys on the list one by one. He thought he would be turned down, but to his surprise, the big guys who usually ignored him responded very positively this time.
The first sentence is basically: So beautiful.
The second sentence is: Can you introduce me to him?
The big guys are very interested in the blind man's face and know nothing about his background. Their responses are also very similar.
: If there is such a beautiful one in the wizard family, I will definitely remember it. But I have never seen him.
Where else could a newcomer with incredible initial attributes come from if not from a wizard family?
But wizards live in scattered places, their whereabouts are secretive, and they don't communicate with each other. Maybe the blind man comes from a family that has been in seclusion for hundreds of years.
Yan Tao did not give up and continued to inquire. At this time, the message alert tone of his mobile phone rang.
: The channel you subscribed to, [Blind], released a new video.
Please pause and check the update first.
Clicking in, the title first attracted Yan Tao for a second: "Who is this guy? The young man was seduced by beauty and was willing to die"
He checked it two or three times and it was indeed the new video of the Blind Team. Why did the title sound like gossip from a third-rate newspaper?
The video retains the best clips, starting from the moment the archivist enters his memory, when the Hundred-Eyed Wizard is resurrected for the first time, and the blind man beside him bears the brunt of the resurrection.
Soon after, the blind man was rescued by Heron, and the administrator was abandoned and went mad under the gaze of the Hundred-Eyed Wizard.
Then, Gao Mengtang, wearing a pharmacist's white coat, huddled up in a rather pitiful manner: "I am willing to hold back the Hundred-Eyed Wizard for you. After all, I have poor eyesight and have not been able to help you much."
Seeing this, Yan Tao slapped his thigh hard: How stupid!
They discovered that the Hundred-Eyed Wizard would only attack one person at a time, so they made the blind man a living target.
A high spirit value does not mean that you will not die. In the Black Tower game, variables may occur every second. How can you resist the damage of the butcher?
Yan Tao's heart was in his throat, fearing that something might happen to the blind man.
Then, the scene jumped to the moment before the Hundred-Eyed Wizard was resurrected for the second time. The strange scholar appeared, standing between the blind man and the Hundred-Eyed Wizard. He stared at his handsome teammate with burning eyes, and wrote a series of words of praise.
Even when his neck was twisted into a knot by the Hundred-Eyed Wizard, he would still hang his head upside down and stare at the blind man's face with his amazing vitality at the brink of death. The fire in his eyes had burned to its strongest point, and he said, "I died for Allah, for the truth... and for you."
Die for you.
He was worried that something might happen to the blind man, so he blocked the butcher's attack for the blind man?
His sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the screen and shout out his inner enthusiasm. A string in Yan Tao's heart was plucked, and the trembling echo could not calm down for a long time.
Let’s look back at the title: The young man was bewitched by beauty and was willing to die.
After a chance encounter during a game, he was willing to sacrifice his life for the blind.
Yan Tao had no idea that the strange scholar's skills went out of control after drinking the strengthening potion. He was just shocked by this heroic sacrifice. Tears welled up in his eyes and his voice was choked: "I am moved. So moved!"
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