Chapter 82 No People, Only Gold (30) The Giant-winged Epiphyllum Blooms...
On the afternoon of the eleventh day, the support troops sent by Zhongzhou finally arrived.
The NPCs in the park were clamoring to leave, but the people sent by Zhongzhou said that there was no clear data showing that the zombie virus was not contagious, and for the safety of the people, they could not be allowed to leave for the time being.
The NPCs rushed forward to seize the car, but found that they were no match for the security forces who were armed with live ammunition and driving armored vehicles. Two of them were shot and wounded, and they had no choice but to succumb to the violence.
The players also met with the Zhongzhou support team. The charlatan was very familiar with them and shook the hand of the leader of the Zhongzhou support team: "We are also sent by Zhongzhou."
The first person, a man in a suit and glasses, said, "Oh," "Who are you?"
The charlatan showed the name tag on his combat uniform: "We are the Zhongzhou Security Team."
"Where are the others?" asked the man with gold-rimmed glasses.
The charlatan: "There is no one else, just the eight of us."
The man with gold-rimmed glasses smiled: "Such a big incident happened, and the Zhongzhou government only sent 8 people? Who is your leader? Doesn't he want to do it anymore? Security team? Why haven't I heard of it? Does the Zhongzhou Armed Forces Department have such a department?"
He turned around and asked his men behind him. A row of them, holding guns, shook their heads to indicate that they didn't know.
"Little brother, I recognize you," the man with gold-rimmed glasses suddenly pointed at Duan Song and said, "Are you the handsome researcher from the Research Department? Nice to meet you."
Duan Song shook hands with him with a bewildered look on his face.
The charlatan thought the NPC was not smart enough and didn't think much about it. He insisted on getting close to him, took some more food and drinking water, and also took away 10 fruit baskets for Gao Mengtang.
Wei Wei observed the 500 new NPCs and shook his head: "Bu Xiaoting is not there."
Currently, the person with the greatest suspicion is Bu Xiaoting, but she has not appeared in the main dungeon yet. Players don't know where to start investigating.
But the main quest requires them to survive for 15 days before they can leave the dungeon. The players still have some patience and can wait.
"Why did you come just now? The zombie virus has been broken out for 10 days. Why is the work efficiency so low?" Wei Wei asked.
The leader with gold-rimmed glasses was intimidated by Wei Wei's leadership aura. He thought he was some big shot in Zhongzhou and did not dare to offend him, so he answered honestly.
"We are also confused. On the first day of the virus outbreak, I wanted to send people to support us. But the higher-ups have been slow to approve the action order. I don't know why."
Wei Wei lit a cigarette and asked, "Is someone suppressing you and preventing you from taking action?"
"right."
With food, water, makeshift buildings, and people holding guns for protection, the NPCs trapped in the park became more obedient. That night, some people even built a bonfire on the lawn and had a barbecue.
The players also went to join in the fun of the bonfire party.
"How bizarre! Is there anyone who can put pressure on the Zhongzhou government?" The charlatan was half drunk and half awake. "Why would he do this? Does the mysterious person want to make things worse and kill Qian Hao's entire family?"
Gao Geng grilled a few skewers of mushrooms and bok choy for his brother, made a portion of eggplant in tin foil, and a bowl of instant noodles.
Wei Wei analyzed the reasons: "Bu Xiaoting was used as a pawn by Qian Hao. Qian Hao was the first to tell Bu Xiaoting that she had a lover, which almost led to the death of Bu Xiaoting and Xiao Canglan. It is possible that Bu Xiaoting hated Qian Hao and did something ruthless."
"Bu Xiaoting can command the Zhongzhou government?" The good young man Bai Jie expressed shock.
Gao Mengtang suddenly said, "Epiphyllum Ridge."
The mysterious organization Tanhualing may have more terrifying power than they imagined.
It should be that Tanhualing suppressed the Zhongzhou government and prevented them from sending support.
So, the eight players who arrived 10 days in advance...
Wei Wei was eating barbecue. He suddenly raised his head and stared at Gao Mengtang, as if he wanted to say something.
Gao Mengtang couldn't see and didn't see his expression.
Near the early hours of the morning, the eight people returned to the blue building. Xu Xiaoting and Shi Zhengyi were safely locked in the cage. The players took off their combat uniforms, washed up, and prepared to go to bed.
Gao Mengtang took out the two eyeballs and held them in his arms.
Over a day, he used the eye-protecting blueberry twice and carefully examined the crystal eyeball. He found nothing, but he was not giving up. He turned on the light again, took out an eyeball, and shone it under the light.
Only his figure was reflected in my eyes.
"Senior, stop taking pictures. You are very beautiful." Duan Song walked out, wiping his hair.
Gao Mengtang ignored him and continued taking pictures. He even handed the eyeball to Duan Song: "Take a picture and see."
"We, the eight of us, took the photo more than ten times according to your request. What else is there in the eyeball besides our shadows?" Duan Song turned his head left and right towards the eyeball, "Well, I am also handsome. I can barely match the senior."
Wei Wei also came to take a look, but found nothing.
"Mr. Blind Man, do you doubt...our identity?" Wei Wei asked.
Gao Mengtang was silent for a few seconds and said nothing.
"What's so good about a broken eyeball?" the charlatan yelled incoherently while drunk. "Is the clue hidden in the eyeball? Smash the eyeballs! Smash both of them, and let the gold-grabbing chieftain become a blind ghost in the underground!"
After saying that, he took a beer bottle and hit his eyeball hard. The beer bottle broke, but there was not even a scratch left on his eyeball.
"Blind man..." Gao Mengtang murmured.
The charlatan realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly slapped himself in the face: "Chief, I'm not scolding you, look at my mouth, I drank some horse urine..."
Gao Mengtang didn't care about the unintentional offense and interrupted him: "People see with two eyes. We can't just take a picture of one eyeball. We have to take a picture of both."
After saying this, he put the two eyeballs in place and stood not far away.
An amazing thing happened: Gao Mengtang was reflected in one eyeball, while in the other eyeball, there was only Gao Mengtang's shadow on the ground!
The charlatan was sobered up from his drunken stupor: "It is true! The leader is wise!
Other players immediately came to participate in the experiment, and everyone saw that their own person and shadow were separated in their eyeballs.
It was just a reflection of a person's eyeball, nothing to see. Gao Mengtang carefully observed the left eyeball reflecting the shadow, but it was just a shadow, dark and nothing could be seen.
The player raises his hands and kicks, and the shadow follows suit.
What's wrong?
"Duan Song, you go take the photo." Gao Mengtang said.
Duan Song stood in front of the eyeball, moved his arms and legs, and the shadow moved with him.
"Nothing." Duan Song spread his hands and turned to face Gao Mengtang next to him. "Senior, you have been particularly concerned about me these days. Are you..."
"Wait!" Gao Mengtang suddenly said, "Stop."
Duan Song was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around and faced the eyeball straight.
"Face me. Stop."
A standard 90-degree turn, Duan Song turned sideways towards his eyeball.
Now, the other players also noticed something was wrong: Duan Song stood straight, but his shadow was slightly hunched.
"Handsome guy, don't hunch over..." Lucky said, "Oh, you are standing very straight, so this shadow is..."
Seven pairs of eyes looked at Gao Mengtang, seeking answers from him.
After a long silence, Gao Mengtang exhaled softly: "Don't look at me, I don't know either."
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The support troops sent by Zhongzhou conducted a carpet search in the park. That afternoon, the security team found the small blue building.
As soon as they entered the door, there was a loud metal collision sound. Shi Zhengyi was hitting the iron cage.
"Why put someone in a cage?" The leader with gold-rimmed glasses was shocked and wanted to let him out.
Shi Zhengyi is a golden NPC who is good at making trouble. If he comes out, I am afraid he will cause chaos. Gao Mengtang said quickly: "We can't let him out. He...he is infected with the zombie virus."
The man with gold-rimmed glasses suddenly retracted his outstretched hand.
"Mu Huan, you bitch!" Shi Zhengyi cursed, "You framed me, I'm not infected with the zombie virus, let me out now!"
"Don't listen to him," Gao Mengtang continued to lie, "Our security team's mission is to look after the zombies Xu Xiaoting and Shi Zhengyi. We don't need the support team's help for now."
The man with gold-rimmed glasses knew that he shouldn't interfere in other people's business. Before he left, he shut the door heavily to block out the insults.
There were originally thousands of zombies hiding under the dormitory building. Now the zombies have poured out, and the dormitory building has been hit hard. It is no longer habitable, and players are still sleeping on the floor in the blue building.
The leader with gold-rimmed glasses glanced at the sleeping bags on the ground and said, "Comrades, you are all working in Zhongzhou. You can move to the tent where we live."
Of course, players are not happy about this. In the dungeon, unless necessary, the farther away from the NPC, the better.
After Gao Mengtang politely refused, he thought for a moment and said, "We have worn our combat uniforms for a long time. Do you have new combat uniforms? Give us a few sets."
After saying that, he took out the combat uniform that the system had issued to him when he entered the park and showed it to the man with gold-rimmed glasses.
The man with gold-rimmed glasses said "Huh" in surprise, and gently picked up the corner of the combat uniform to take a look: "Are you guys filming a sci-fi movie? This uniform has a very high-tech feel, and is different from our combat uniforms. We don't have them here."
"Then you can ask which department has this kind of combat uniform." Gao Mengtang said.
"I've worked in the Zhongzhou government for nearly 20 years and have never seen this kind of clothes... You said you are a security team? Does the Zhongzhou Operations Department have such a department?" The man with gold-rimmed glasses looked puzzled.
Judging from the expressions of other people, it seemed that they had never heard of such a department.
"I can't help you," Gold-rimmed Glasses shrugged, "I'll ask for you."
Gao Mengtang hummed softly, lowered his head, and didn't know what he was thinking. He silently put away his combat uniform.
On the other side of the door, Shi Zhengyi was still banging on the cage, crying and begging the Zhongzhou support team to release him.
"I really am not infected with the zombie virus!"
"Let me out!"
"I have money!! You can ask for as much as you want!"
"Mu Huan, I'm going to kill you!!!"
Gao Mengtang pretended not to hear.
Worried about accidents during the transfer, the support team decided to detain Xu Xiaoting and Shi Zhengyi on the spot. The next day, Jinsi Glasses sent 30 people to take turns to guard the place 24 hours a day, while the players searched everywhere for the traces of the mastermind.
The vision enhancement provided by the eye-protecting blueberries was getting weaker and weaker. Gao Mengtang was reluctant to use it. Since he was blind, he couldn't help much and just walked his rabbit on the lawn.
The enemy rabbit started the rabbit dance and broke free from the rope. Gao Mengtang searched around but couldn't find it, so he walked away.
"Be careful, be careful." Someone suddenly held his shoulders.
Judging from the voice, it’s not one of the eight players, but an NPC in the park.
"Your eyes?" The NPC looked very young, like an intern. He paused and said, "The victims have to live in shanty towns. Why are you here?"
Gao Mengtang: "I am not a disaster victim, I am a member of the Zhongzhou Security Team."
"The security team is still recruiting..." The blind man swallowed the two words before he could finish them. The intern NPC took Gao Mengtang's arm and asked, "Do you want to catch this rabbit?"
He held the enemy's rabbit ears in one hand and supported Gao Mengtang with the other hand while they sat on a bench by the roadside.
The intern did not leave immediately, but sat next to Gao Mengtang, looked at him for a moment, and chuckled twice.
Gao Mengtang:?
"Aren't you going to work?"
"Ah, I—" the intern scratched his head, "I have a poor sense of direction and got lost. I didn't know how to get back, so I wandered around and met you."
The two sat face to face for a while. The intern seemed to have something to ask, but he was not good at socializing and did not know how to start a conversation. After a long pause, he directly asked:
“You are the living Bodhisattva that migrant workers talk about, right?” asked the intern.
The migrant workers' escape from the industrial park attracted widespread attention. The Zhongzhou government detained them for fear that they would spread the virus. According to them, a blind but beautiful person saved them.
Blind, that fits. Beautiful as a fairy, that fits even more.
Gao Mengtang raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Well, they call me that."
"Living Bodhisattva, you are a good person..."
After the intern handed out the nice guy card, he hesitated and didn't say anything for a long time. Gao Mengtang heard that he was worried and smiled slightly: "You call me a bodhisattva, so if you have something on your mind, you might as well speak up. Just treat this as a confession room."
"I, I..." The intern stood up as if frightened.
Gao Mengtang turned his head and looked in his direction: "Don't you believe me?"
Intern: “Uh, not really…”
"You just don't believe me." Gao Mengtang said, lowering his head, looking a little aggrieved, "If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. I've only been blind since childhood, so it doesn't matter if you don't believe me. We only met once. It's okay, I don't blame you."
As he spoke, his eyelashes flickered slightly, and there seemed to be some moisture in his gray eyes. Gao Mengtang stood up dejectedly and walked away slowly. His eyesight was not good and he could not see the road clearly. He stepped on a stone and almost fell.
The intern had never seen such a move before, so he surrendered immediately: "No, no, no, you living Buddha, sit down, I will tell you something."
I still feel something is wrong. Times have changed. Has the Bodhisattva also learned to get away with it?
"Well, I have a poor sense of direction. I have trouble turning around in the office building. One day, I couldn't find my workstation and wandered around everywhere..." the intern said.
He wandered around the office building, not knowing where he ended up. He pressed the elevator button to go downstairs, but after entering the elevator, he realized something was wrong.
The elevator room was unusually large, dirty and messy, with scratches all over the walls.
It was a freight elevator.
The intern didn't care and pressed the button for the floor where his workstation was located. When the elevator door opened, he saw an abandoned space in front of him.
There was no light, it was very dark, and construction materials were piled up messily on the ground.
Half of the floor where he worked had not been renovated yet, and he could often hear the sound of electric drills and wall-breaking. The intern didn't care and walked out to find a worker to ask for directions.
But that day, there were no workers and the intern was wandering around when he suddenly heard someone making a phone call.
He didn't want to eavesdrop, but it just so happened that the man was speaking a minor language in Beizhou, and the intern was a translator of that minor language.
"In ten days, the Ritian Industrial Park will become a cemetery," said a man.
The park that produces crystal pumps? How could it become a graveyard when it was developing so rapidly? The intern thought.
"He almost killed our child, how could I let him go."
So exciting!
You shouldn't listen to it even more.
The intern frantically searched for the compass on his phone, feeling a little embarrassed and nervous. He flipped through the "Utilities" column and clicked the wrong button several times.
"Xu Xiaoting is the child of you and that gay guy! How can I let him live?"
"Breaking the law? Are you kidding me, Bu Xiaoting? The laws of the surface world are just a door to us. We have to go in and out several times every day."
"Do you have me in your heart?!"
"I'm not discussing this with you, I'm informing you. Xu Wei, Xu Xiaoting, Qian Hao. None of them will survive. I will send them to hell, just like they did to you."
This half of the abandoned floor has only a few load-bearing walls, and the sound travels very far. Even though the intern doesn't want to listen, the sound always reaches his ears.
The man on the phone suddenly stopped and said, "Wait, I hear footsteps here."
Click. The sound of a bullet being loaded into a chamber.
The intern was so scared that his legs went limp. That man was a desperate man who would really kill. The intern fell to the ground and couldn't even get up: "Don't, don't kill me."
"What did you hear?" the man asked in a deep voice, pointing the black muzzle of the gun at the intern.
This sentence is still a minority language in Beizhou.
When life and death are at stake, people will have amazing reaction abilities. The intern could certainly understand this, but he suddenly came to his senses.
You have to pretend you don't understand, that's the only way to survive.
So he still shouted: "Don't kill me, I'm just a staff member here, I got lost and walked here!"
The man stared at him for a few seconds and switched to the common language of Zhongzhou: "What did you hear?"
"I, I don't understand anything!" The intern cried in fear.
After thinking for a few seconds, the man pointed the gun at the intern's forehead and applied force with his index finger.
"No! Please spare my life!" The intern cried loudly, "I'm just an intern, I don't know anything, and I'm going to marry my girlfriend. Please, let me go!"
A pool of water appeared on his mouth, and a pungent smell came out.
The man frowned in disdain, probably thinking that such a useless man would be unlikely to be a spy or assassin, so he waved his hand and told him to get out.
The intern managed to save his life and crawled to the bathroom, staring at his wet pants in a daze.
When I opened my phone, I was even more frightened.
While he was looking for the compass, he accidentally opened the voice memo.
He recorded everything the man said.
"That's what happened." The intern sighed. "I wanted to delete the recording, but then I thought, if it gets out of hand, this recording might save my life. So I kept it and didn't dare tell anyone about it."
But I told a stranger who I had only met once.
The interns themselves were a little surprised. As expected, beauty was mistaken.
"What kind of man?" Gao Mengtang asked.
Intern: "I was too scared to look at him. He was very tall, handsome, with pale skin, and his eyes seemed to be..."
Gao Mengtang: "Gray-blue?"
Intern: “That’s right!”
That is Bu Xiaoting’s lover.
Gao Mengtang thought for a moment and said, "Send me the recording and I'll save it for you."
"Ah? This..." The intern was a little worried.
Gao Mengtang coaxed him: "The recording is in your hands. If it is discovered, you will be in trouble. You want to keep a handle on the man just in case. Send it to me and delete the original recording, isn't it the same?"
The intern was stunned: "That's right... I don't want to keep this recording..."
The living Bodhisattva is kind-hearted and will help the powerless migrant workers. He will never harm a weak, pitiful and helpless intern like him.
After a moment's thought, the intern transferred the recording to Gao Mengtang's mobile phone, and then quickly deleted the hot potato from his phone.
"Brother Bodhisattva, you must take care of yourself. I feel like the pale man is not someone you want to mess with, and there seems to be a lot of power behind him. The tone in which he discussed killing people sounded like he was discussing what to eat tonight. I guess he was the one who created the zombies in the park..."
The intern talked a lot, and when he turned around, he found Gao Mengtang was in a daze and not listening.
"Brother Bodhisattva?" the intern called out.
Gao Mengtang came back to his senses: "Oh? I'm fine."
However, the moment he received the recording, he heard the system prompt sound.
"Congratulations on completing the main mission [Find evidence of the mastermind behind the poisoning case], keep up the good work!"
"The main mission [Survive for 15 days] is not completed."
"Progress 13/15"
"The main mission [Kill the mastermind behind the poisoning case] has not been completed."
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The players were overjoyed to find the evidence of the crime. As soon as He Lun came back, he shouted, "Brother, you are so awesome! Who is the murderer? Bu Xiaoting?"
Gao Mengtang sat cross-legged on the ground and shook his head: "Bu Xiaoting's lover."
"Bu Xiaoting's lover?" Wei Wei was puzzled. "Who is that? Have we ever seen him?"
"I've never seen it before." Gao Mengtang fiddled with the two eyeballs.
He lied. When he entered the Hanging Lake of the Past for the second time, Gao Mengtang was the only one there.
Only there did he see Bu Xiaoting's lover, the pale, slightly hunchbacked sickly man.
Late at night. There was not much entertainment in the dungeon, and the players followed a healthy schedule. At 11:30, they fell asleep early. Gao Mengtang held the USB drive that Bu Xiaoting gave him in his hand, tossing and turning.
After tossing and turning for a while, he crawled out of the sleeping bag, tiptoed to the locker in the corner, fumbled around, and took out the two crystal eyeballs.
"What should I do..." Gao Mengtang muttered to himself in the quiet night.
"What should I do? Senior, why are you holding these two eyeballs in the middle of the night?" Duan Song appeared behind him and asked in a low voice, "Like crystals? When we get out, I'll buy you a carload."
Gao Mengtang: "Why did you wake up?"
"My hearing is very good, and I will wake up at the slightest sound." Duan Song sat cross-legged opposite Gao Mengtang, "You haven't been in a good state recently. How do you say it? You have something on your mind, and you are worried about all kinds of things."
Gao Mengtang: "...I am worried."
"Yes, that's the word." Duan Song pushed aside the strands of hair that were blocking Gao Mengtang's eyes. "What's the matter? Tell me. I'll help you solve it."
There was a slight ding-dong sound, and Gao Mengtang put the crystal eyeball back in place: "It's okay, go to sleep."
"I won't let you go unless you tell me." Duan Song held his arm, "Are you worried that the mastermind won't show up? Don't worry, I have experience in dungeons. This kind of NPC usually won't show up until the very end. Just wait, there are only two days left, and he will definitely show up."
Gao Mengtang tried to pry his hands apart and accidentally touched Duan Song's left wrist.
When he first entered the dungeon, Duan Song wore a Patek Philippe watch, which was the only gift his mother gave him.
Later, the watch was broken into pieces and Duan Song's watch was pried away by Gao Mengtang. He no longer wore the watch and replaced it with a hairband given to him by Gao Mengtang.
Gao Mengtang touched the telephone cord hairband and said nothing.
"Senior, why are you still touching me? This is so embarrassing." Duan Song was so flustered by the strong impact that he wanted to hide, but he didn't dare to. "Why are you touching me? Hey, stop it. I'm the one who sent you a love letter after all. You're making me want to be attracted to you like this!"
Gao Mengtang: "It's just wishful thinking."
"Hello!"
Duan Songyi was cruel and pulled the hand off his arm: "You want the hairband back? No, you gave it to me, so it's mine. I'll buy you a new hairband after we get out. Silk, gold and silver, jade, whatever you like."
"That's right," Gao Mengtang picked at his fingers, "you made three promises. When you get out, book a bridal shop for me, buy a cart full of crystals, and all kinds of hairbands."
In the dim moonlight, Duan Song's expression could not be seen clearly. He seemed to smile silently, and then nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I keep my word. Nothing else, but I will give you enough money. You still haven't told me why you are so worried recently."
Gao Mengtang's vision blurred and he could not see anything clearly. Duan Song turned into a moving block of color. Above him, a golden moonlight shone through the broken window.
He ate an eye-protecting blueberry and sat down again. He was close enough to barely see Duan Song's face.
Beside him were piles of miscellaneous items, including food, clothes, discarded electronic products, and two crystal eyeballs glowing faintly.
"Turn sideways and face the eyeball and take another picture." Gao Mengtang said.
I did as I was told, and what appeared in my right eye was a dark shadow of a hunchback.
Gao Mengtang looked at it expressionlessly for a moment, then pulled a combat uniform over the two eyeballs, his movements somewhat irritable.
"Senior, you're not talking again." Duan Song frowned in annoyance, "Do you know that when you smile you're as beautiful as a young girl, but when you look cold you're very manly and handsome?"
"It's nothing for you, go to sleep." Gao Mengtang said, "I was just wondering why your shadow is hunchbacked."
Time passed by minute by minute until the early morning. Gao Mengtang sat alone in the dark, staring at the crystal eyeball in the distance with his hands on his knees.
Duan Song was right. Gao Mengtang always smiled, leaving a friendly and kind impression. But when he frowned, his well-defined contours and delicate and handsome features were too perfect, which created a strong sense of distance.
Like a sculpture placed high up, it can only be viewed from a distance. Any closer would be an offense.
Gao Mengtang's thoughts slowly returned to his senses. He took out the USB drive and connected it to the abandoned computer.
There was a crackling sound of electricity, and a miniature black hole appeared on the screen. This was an unstable narrow door connecting to another space.
Gao Mengtang casually threw a piece of broken glass in. After being swallowed by the darkness, the glass disappeared silently.
Some cardboard boxes, empty beer bottles, rusty keys... everything thrown in was submerged by the dull screen.
Then, Gao Mengtang slowly stretched his hand towards the screen.
The five fingers disappeared, followed by the palm, wrist, and elbow.
When he was about to put his arm in, he suddenly felt a strong push, as if a ball of air on the other side of the door suddenly bounced him away.
The elastic force was so great that Gao Mengtang flew several meters away and fell to the ground.
The unstable and narrow gate resisted his entry.
"What is this, a protection in a dungeon?" Gao Mengtang murmured. He tried it a few more times and found that he would be pushed out after about 3 minutes from the moment his skin touched the portal.
Is he the only one who would be rejected by the portal, or does this happen to all living creatures?
Got to catch a guinea pig.
Gao Mengtang looked around and saw the enemy rabbit jumping around. When it noticed its owner's gaze, it pricked up its two little ears.
"Come here, good rabbit." Gao Mengtang grabbed the skin on the back of the rabbit's neck, pinched one of its little paws, and stretched it into the portal.
The enemy rabbit was very resistant and kept flapping its legs. I stared at the electronic clock and saw that after five minutes, there was still no push.
"Well, it seems that something special has happened to me again." Gao Mengtang let go of the little rabbit, unplugged the USB drive, stretched his body, and prepared to go to bed.
The effect time of the eye-protecting blueberry is about to pass, and it is the visual effect of high myopia. When Gao Mengtang turned around, he vaguely saw a flash of white light.
Are you dazzled?
He rubbed his eyes and took a closer look. The white light was still there. He walked closer and found that the glow was actually the combat uniform covering the crystal ball.
On the blank back, fluorescent rays appeared and slowly gathered together to form the shape of a flower bud about to bloom.
Epiphyllum.
Gao Mengtang felt a chill in his heart, as if he had been sentenced to death. He was stunned for half a minute, and quickly took out Duan Song's combat uniform.
The fluorescent pattern on the back of Duan Song’s combat uniform is different. The slender petals are in full bloom and the flower is very large.
After a few seconds of reaction, Gao Mengtang quickly folded his combat uniform and put it away, took out a sketchbook, drew a sketch of the flower, and then woke Wei Wei up.
Wei Wei was so sleepy that he kept yawning: "Sir, I will not work the night shift."
"You like plants, right? What kind of flower is this? Do you know it?" Gao Mengtang held up the sketchbook.
Wei Wei took the sketchbook with sleepy eyes and stared at it for a while: "Epiphyllum. Epiphyllum in full bloom."
It was like a basin of ice water was poured over his head, and the remaining flame of hope in his heart was completely extinguished. Gao Mengtang's eyes were empty, and his vision became increasingly blurred.
"If we break it down into different species," Wei Wei tilted his head and observed from all angles, "it should be the giant-winged Epiphyllum."
You Beibei's words echoed in my ears: This strange man likes Epiphyllum, especially the giant-winged Epiphyllum. He stays up late at night waiting for the Epiphyllum to bloom.
Beep, beep. The electronic clock beeps. It's midnight.
"Yes, in the middle of the night..." Gao Mengtang said softly, "We were all asleep at that time, and we couldn't observe the combat uniforms."
Wei Wei slumped his shoulders and yawned: "Do you have any other instructions? I want to rest."
"Yeah. Go to sleep."
Wei Wei had just laid down when he suddenly woke up from his sleepiness. He turned around and asked, "Where have you seen this flower? You woke me up in the middle of the night. You must have discovered something important, right?"
Should I tell him? Gao Mengtang thought, should I tell him who the mastermind behind this might be, or is most likely to be?
What choice will Wei Wei make?
"It's okay," Gao Mengtang exhaled. "I had a dream. Maybe I've been thinking too much about Epiphyllum Ridge these days. Even my dreams are of Epiphyllums."
Wei Wei had no suspicion and was really sleepy, so he closed his eyes and continued to sleep.
The next morning, it was the 14th day in the dungeon. The players were excited thinking that the dungeon was about to end and the main quest would be completed soon.
But the appearance of one person cooled their excitement.
It was Shi Zhengyi, swaying in front of the players with a swagger.
"Why did you get out?!" The charlatan raised his eyebrows, "Who let you out? Go back to the dog cage!"
Shi Zhengyi sneered: "The captain of the support team has checked and I am not infected with the zombie virus. You tortured a healthy person, wait for your punishment!"
The captain of the support team, the one with gold-rimmed glasses?
The player was furious and went to find the man with gold-rimmed glasses to argue, and the response he got was very official.
"After a systematic and detailed examination, we are sure that Shi Zhengyi has not been infected with the zombie virus. For humanitarian reasons, we cannot detain him any longer."
The charlatan: "Inspect? What can you find out? Do you have any special medicine or testing agent? If he is released and serious consequences occur, will you take the responsibility?!"
"Don't argue with him, it's useless," Wei Wei reminded in a low voice, "This should be a must-pass plot arranged by the system, deliberately increasing the difficulty for us."
Even so, the players were still angry, especially when they saw Shi Zhengyi and a group of support team followers wandering around in front of them.
The golden NPC fully demonstrated his stupid and bad characteristics. He leaned close to the charlatan's ear and said with a sly smile, "Do you know why the gold-rimmed glasses let me out?"
The charlatan threw a punch, but it was blocked by the support team.
"Because I have money." Shi Zhengyi laughed, "I am the second in command of Ritian, and I also got some favors from my adoptive father. Money is nothing. I gave him this amount."
He stretched out three fingers and waved them in front of the charlatan.
"Also," Shi Zhengyi tilted his head and stared at Gao Mengtang and the others, "You killed my adoptive father, this matter is not over yet."
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