Chapter 7
Yehua and Huatielu were arguing with each other, and finally the captain drew his sword and made the final decision.
"I'm helping out, not to make extra money, but because he's a member of our Ouli," he said. "Ouli has hundreds of thousands of players. If everyone just stands by and watches someone in need and only cares about profit, what's the difference between them and a pile of loose sand? How can they fight Long Yan?"
"Eat quickly, and then we'll go after we replenish our energy."
An Rou couldn't help but look at the top of his head again.
——【Lv 42(Silver)】.
His level is much higher than the other two team members, no wonder he seems to be so aware.
An Rou quietly stood up and went out from the other end, giving up the idea of going back to the bun shop to change clothes.
Without learning the tiger, how can you get the tiger cub? She decided to go to the coal shop again and steal the corpse.
The hope of becoming a ghoul and then going berserk to become rich is no longer there. It's said that ghouls without berserk transformations can still retain some rationality, parasitizing humans and learning to disguise themselves. However, berserk ghouls can only follow their instincts and devour souls wherever they go.
If this setting is correct, getting rich quickly shouldn't happen in a coal shop, right?
An Rou calmed down, but was still a little nervous.
In the final moments at the coal shop, she suppressed her panic, remained calm, and picked up all the gold coins, having used up all her courage. She didn't even think of taking the weapons they dropped on the ground.
Be it a knife, a spear, or a gun, just hold any one in your hand, and maybe you will feel more confident.
The three players at the bun shop were halfway through their meal. An Rou didn't have much time, so she simply called a rickshaw.
Halfway through, she suddenly remembered something - the sound, the sound that seemed to float in the air.
After the first berserk ghoul died, the voice vanished for a moment. As An Rou picked up the gold coins and retreated to the door, holding her breath, it suddenly reappeared. The source was sudden wealth.
The voice seemed to be speaking very slowly and intermittently. An Rou listened nervously, but could not make out the specific content at all. She only vaguely felt that the tone was familiar.
I can’t say exactly where I heard it.
As he was pondering this, the tricycle stopped in a narrow alley behind Sloppy Alley. Sloppy Alley was crowded with people, and if someone started investigating, there was a chance an NPC would reveal that they had visited Xiao Zhang's coal shop.
An Rou looked at the driver with a sallow face, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally gave up. She asked the car to stop farther away, paid him and let him go.
The familiar wooden door stood open, just as it had been when she left.
The light that streamed into the room wasn't bright, but it was enough for An Rou to spot the King's body at a glance. He was holding a spear, slung across his body, his condition no different from his previous death.
It seems... there is no trace of the big spider.
Maybe he really left. With the door open so wide, even if the ghoul had no intelligence, he wouldn't confine himself to the shop and stay there forever.
To be on the safe side, An Rou took off her high heels, placed them at the door, and stepped over the threshold barefoot.
The coal slag poked the soles of my feet, causing some pain.
Her gaze slowly shifted around, An Rou taking special notice of the coal pile against the wall where the first ghoul had hidden. There was indeed no sign of any other creatures hiding.
Even with the back door open, the light in the long, narrow shop wasn't much better. The Soul Realm's sun was already pale and false, and now, as evening approached, it felt even weaker.
In the dim light, the king's body appeared a dull white. His skin was cold, yet soft, and his joints were probably not stiff either.
The player is in a temporary death state.
The prince's body was soaked in blood gushing from his throat. Whether dragging or carrying his body away, An Rou's newly bought silk cheongsam would inevitably be lost. However, An Rou thought it through on the way. It was only 1,000 gold. Compared with the wealth in the prince's prop column, it was probably just a drop in the bucket.
Without further hesitation, she bent down, lifted the corpse's arms, and successfully lifted the upper body.
It's a bit heavy, but I can drag it.
An Rou turned around and began to retreat, the heavy body dragging on the ground with a slight sound. Her heart couldn't help but rise, but then she thought, since the rich man had already escaped, there was no need to be so cautious.
As the thought flashed through my mind, I heard a "ding" sound.
A gold coin unexpectedly rolled out from the corpse's clothes and fell to the ground.
It’s okay, it’s okay…
An Rou was trying to calm herself down one second, and the next, a large shadow descended from the sky. With a whoosh, the bone knife pierced the corpse's thigh, and blood, still uncoagulated, spurted out, splashing onto An Rou's face.
An Rou was startled and sat down on the ground.
When the shadow heard the noise, its deformed limbs suddenly leaped forward, and the bone knives transformed from its two arms pierced the corpse's chest again.
And that twisted, upside-down, terrified face looked down at her, its forehead almost touching An Rou's.
I’m dying, this thing didn’t go away. It’s hanging upside down on the roof like a spider.
It was her fault for being careless. After entering the house, she looked around and forgot to look up.
The desire to survive made An Rou hold her breath for a moment.
The terrified face was so close, who knew if it could hear the breathing.
The frightened face really stopped moving, and the small pupils in the huge eyeballs trembled rapidly and irregularly, as if trying to capture the source of the sound.
I hadn't thought much of the ghouls in the game posters before, but once I was in the game, I realized how eerie and terrifying they were. Especially since the owner of this terrified face had been so vivid and lively, talking and laughing to me just a few days ago.
An Rou simply closed her eyes, and with a thought in her mind, she felt a hint of coolness at the fingertips of her hands that were supporting herself on the ground.
An Rou glanced sideways to the right and rearward.
It was the King's spear. As she turned her attention, a miniature light screen appeared on the spear.
[Name: Tiger Roar Spear]
[Category: Weapon·Red, can stack elemental power]
[Basic Attack Power: 100]
[Skills: 1/2 Tiger Descending the Mountain (50 energy points consumed); 2/2 King of Beasts (100 energy points consumed)]
From names to skills, An Rou's mind was already conjuring up several majestic tiger roars. But the Fright Face was extremely sensitive to sound. Could this weapon really handle it?
I'm afraid it attracted the ghouls here.
An Rou quickly realized she was overthinking it. She was just an NPC, so where did she get the energy from? Even if her weapon skills were powerful, she couldn't use them at all.
At this moment, the terrified face seemed to be enraged by the loss of its prey again, and it let out a hollow and terrifying roar from its lungs hidden somewhere in its flat manta ray-like body.
A fishy air stream gushed out of its wide-open mouth and rushed towards An Rou.
Caught off guard, An Rou let out a soft moan. She immediately realized what was happening and quickly retreated, using both her hands and feet. With a clang, the bone knife pierced the bluestone floor. Had she not retreated in time, it would have pierced An Rou's calf.
An Rou didn't dare to pause and subconsciously picked up the Tiger Roar Gun.
The Tiger Roar Spear was forged entirely of black iron, and was much heavier than one might have imagined. An Rou had no choice but to use both hands to grab it, sitting on the ground and pushing herself backwards with her legs.
To her despair, her back suddenly touched the cold wall.
There is no way back.
In front, the four slender leg bones of the terrified face bent slightly, and then burst out with amazing jumping power. More than a dozen bone blades below were waving and pounced on An Rou!
On the verge of life and death, An Rou also burst out with unprecedented strength, raised the Tiger Roar Gun with both hands, clamped the butt of the gun tightly between her legs, and pointed the gun tip diagonally upwards, pointing directly at the terrified face.
With a clang sound.
The flat body of the terrified face was not as soft as it looked. It collided with the sharp tip of the gun, splashing sparks.
It was not the shot that An Rou had expected. It was not a piercing shot.
Rather than skin or flesh pads, it is more like a large piece of flat bone, or a turtle shell with no curvature.
In a flash, An Rou suddenly remembered the "blue weapon" that Hua Tielu had mentioned. It was a second-tier weapon. Without any skills, could it kill the terrified face with only basic attack power?
There's no point in thinking about these things. Anyway, it seems difficult to kill it with just the red weapon in my hand.
Fortunately, the madly transformed ghoul really had no intelligence. With its hind legs on the ground in fear, its body was lifted up by the Tiger Roar gun, and the bone knives at the ends of its two front legs were waving around randomly, unable to hurt An Rou.
They don't know how to retreat or change direction, they just force their way forward, which makes them look a little ridiculous.
An Rou used her hands and legs as a support, holding onto the Tiger Roar Spear. She was a little tired, but her life was safe for the time being. She no longer had to hold her breath, and the tension in her mind relaxed.
Suddenly, An Rou's eyelids twitched and she looked at the terrified face.
She heard the voice again.
It's not just one line, but many strands of lines, like many radio waves slowly moving in the air.
With a familiar, odd accent.
Was it because she relaxed that she heard it again?
An Rou quickly recalled. The first time she heard it, she grabbed the knife to save herself and ran to the door. The second time, she picked up all the gold coins with a heavy heart and was about to leave... This time, her life was hanging by a thread and she had a chance to breathe.
Her guess was correct.
After gaining this understanding, An Rou immediately came up with a bolder idea -
Since she can read her father's memories, can she also read the ghoul's thoughts?
From a data perspective, isn't a ghoul just another type of NPC?
An Rou stared at the terrified face for a few seconds, took a few deep breaths, forced herself to forget her current critical situation, and imagined that face as it looked when it was alive.
"Get rich overnight." She tried to soften her tone and even put on a sweet smile.
There was no abnormal change on the frightened face, the bone knife was dancing wildly, but the electromagnetic waves in the air were obviously an order of magnitude louder.
"Getting rich overnight is me."
"Brother who suddenly became rich."
After calling for the third time, the radio waves seemed to merge together, turning into a hollow wail.
"It's cold, I'm so cold, really cold..."
Similar words quickly came to An Rou's mind - her father, An Younian, had also said this!
But the frightened face immediately said another sentence: "I'm so hungry, so hungry, so hungry, so hungry..."
It sounds unrelated, but somewhat related.
Cold, hungry, and suffering from hunger and cold?
An Rou kept watching the terrified face, but the huge monster continued to move as usual, swinging the bone knife desperately, with no change in its intention to cut her into pieces.
Of course, ghouls don’t eat people, they eat their souls.
It was just wailing, not complaining to any specific person, An Rou thought.
Just because she can hear doesn't mean she has the ability to communicate and comfort ghouls.
Before this problem is solved, the next one comes up.
The wall that An Rou was leaning against was the dirty alley behind it. Someone's voice came from behind the wall.
"Are you sure it's here?"
"Xiao Zhang Coal Shop in Sloppy Lane, Zhongxu Town. Look, the sign is still hanging there, so it should be correct."
"Captain, the door is ajar."
"Keep your voice down. You two guard the main gate. I'll go to the back gate and let you know when I'm in position. Attack from both sides. Don't let the ghoul escape."
It’s those three Oli players.
An Rou secretly said that it was not good.
She didn't have the game panel, couldn't see the forums, and who knew if the King had given a detailed account of how the NPC had tricked her into death. If she had described her appearance, and the three of them had seen her confronting the ghoul, it would have been disastrous.
An Rou didn't know how bad it would be, but as a woman, she trusted her intuition.
Her intuition told her that she couldn't reveal that there was a human heart hidden inside her NPC body.
"Get rich, listen to me."
An Rou forced herself to relax her tense nerves, not caring whether Bao Fu could understand her or not. She lowered her voice and said, "Three destiny figures are here to kill you and have surrounded you. As long as you listen to me, I can save you. Not only can I save you, but I can also ensure that you have enough food and clothing in the future!"
"Do you understand? You'll never be cold again, and you'll never be hungry again."
"Otherwise, if I die, you won't be able to defeat them and will disappear too. Not even a corpse will be left behind. You will turn into a puddle of water and disappear completely!"
Unfortunately, Fu Fu didn't change him at all, and he was still determined to kill her.
An Rou was forced to do so, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind. She hurriedly repeated what she had just said in her mind.
Until the last sentence, the bone knife that was waving around by the rich man suddenly stopped.
Its pupils, which had been flitting around like flies, stopped moving and rolled to the lower edge of its eye sockets, looking at An Rou.
It was as if my sight had been restored.
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