"I don't know...I really don't know."
Berto collapsed. He shook his head with tears streaming down his face. Suddenly he broke free from his extreme struggle and hung in Cheng Shi's hand with his head down, like a deflated ball, never to move again.
But he kept repeating, "Don't kill me... I don't know... Don't kill me... I really don't know."
"......"
The truth.
It's true, but it's embarrassing.
Cheng Shi originally thought that this assistant could be of some use, but he didn't expect that he was actually useless except for being a handrail.
What should I do?
Cheng Shi frowned and threw Bertu at his feet. After thinking for a moment, he began to ask the scavengers around him about the current situation.
But he didn't have too many expectations in his heart. After all, even Wells's armrest didn't know Wells's secret, so how could these minions know it?
His idea now was to get all the information he could and then leave here quickly, go to the nearest eastern or western stronghold, find other leaders of scavenger groups who knew about the Land of Piety and the Theater of Faith, and see what secrets he could pry out of them.
But what he didn't expect was that this question actually brought him an unexpected gain.
A skinny young man, wearing rags wrapped around his body and dressed like a bucket, poked his head out from behind a pile of scrap metal in front of the barbed wire, and said in a trembling voice with a nervous look in his eyes:
"I know there is a way..."
"!?"
Cheng Shi raised his eyebrows, Zhang Jiuzu narrowed his eyes slightly, Ai Si turned his head instantly, and the three of them looked at the thin young man together.
"Come over here and talk. What's your name?"
"My name is... Plot." The young man was obviously afraid to come over. He lowered his head and said in a humming voice, "I can tell you, but... I only have one request."
Cheng Shi smiled. He quickly walked to the back of the scrap metal pile and picked up the frightened Plott. He looked at the brown-haired, blue-eyed scavenger and said happily:
"As long as you have a way to get us in, I can satisfy any request you make.
Well, let me think about it. Now the southern outpost has lost its owner. Why don't you become the new owner here?
How about that, Mr. Plott?"
Although Cheng Shi's words were gentle, Plott was still frightened.
He felt a huge threat from these three people and seemed to regret showing up. However, when he thought of his long-cherished wish, he gritted his teeth and suppressed his fear. He took a deep breath and said:
"I don't want to be a boss. I just want the three adults to agree to one request of mine."
"Very good. I like people who stand firm." Cheng Shi smiled, put the trembling Plot on the ground, patted his shoulder, and straightened his crooked collar. "But before you tell me your request, why don't you tell me this method first and let me test it? How about that?"
Plot was obviously a naive scavenger. Under the fear of death and the subtle inducement, he did not consider why the transaction started with him first and directly threw the answer to Cheng Shi.
"Wells once said, if it's hard for the living to get in, let the dead get in.
He and Yenoli, the leader of the scavengers in the East District, have a plan. They are trying to restore the mechanical engineering system of the Tower of Principle from the waste materials and use these creations to open the door of the theater.
I know where they hid those mechanical creations..."
Before he could finish his words, Cheng Shi and Ai Si turned around and looked at Zhang Jizu.
dead?
We happen to have a gravekeeper here who knows a lot about the dead.
Cheng Shi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Old Zhang, can you show us a show?"
Zhang Jizu narrowed his eyes, looked at Plot for a long time before nodding and saying, "Performance requires props..."
Before he could finish his words, Ai Si moved. She stabbed a sword into Bertu's chest, and then threw the freed body of her deputy in front of the Chosen One of Death.
"Here, fresh."
"......"
Seeing this, Zhang Jizu's eyes twitched slightly. He always felt that he was the person farthest away from death at this scene.
“I can indeed use props to create some undead puppets, but this is very time-consuming and labor-intensive.
Cheng Shi, you have a simpler method, so it's your turn this time."
"?" Cheng Shi's face froze, and he stared at Zhang Jiuzu suspiciously for a long time. He really wanted to ask, "Are you really the old Zhang Mi?" But after thinking for a moment, he held back.
Then he nodded slightly stiffly, stretched out his hand and sent a huge thunder towards the corpse on the ground.
"boom--"
The dazzling purple light and the loud explosion frightened all the scavengers around so much that their legs went weak. Plot, who was closest to them, was so pale that he crawled backwards frantically.
As everyone watched in horror, a skeleton emerged from the corpse and rushed towards the barbed wire without hesitation.
It nimbly jumped over the high wall and rushed into the fog, but not long after, it collapsed without warning, turning into a pile of broken bones and falling on the pious place.
Cheng Shi's expression instantly turned solemn. He felt the skeleton's feedback and said in a deep voice:
“Dead life that has been tainted by the breath of the living is no good either. Although its consciousness is not completely independent, it seems to be considered a ‘living thing’. It lost contact with me after it rushed in.
It seems that I can only try Wells's mechanical creation plan, I hope...it will be useful."
"Lead the way, Plott, show us your 'new asset'."
Cheng Shi pushed Plot, who was full of fear, away. The scavengers who stayed behind looked at the four people's disappearing backs, and there was a hint of heat in their eyes. Of course, this heat was not because they envied Plot's identity as the new boss, but because they were jealous of whether the other party would open the door with the help of these powerful outsiders!
You know, whether from the perspective of wanting to leave the "garbage pit" of Sandres or to satisfy their desire to become gods, the only hope in the hearts of the old scavengers here is to push open the door of the theater.
The door was clearly standing not far away and visible to the naked eye, but the distance in between seemed like an insurmountable chasm, burying the bodies of countless scavengers over the years.
The wandering ghost was like a gatekeeper at the door to godhood, ruthlessly rejecting all guests who dared to visit.
Cheng Shi didn't want to be the presumptuous guest, so he thought of giving the traditional and old theater in the fog some technological shock of the Tower of Matter.
Led by Plott, the three of them walked through the stronghold for a while. To be honest, the town center of Sandles is quite large, and it can be seen that it was once a prosperous place.
It’s just that the prosperity of the past has all been frozen under the garbage and waste, becoming the most eye-catching stain in this world of ice and snow.
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