Chapter 116: Archives, Bad Data Library...
Xiao Liu went on vacation. Luo Qing looked at Mo Fei who was still standing there in a daze. She walked over to him and shook her finger.
"Xiao Mo, come back to your senses, are you busy today?"
Murphy was stunned for a moment, not knowing what she meant, and just answered honestly.
"No arrangements yet, sis."
Luo Qing hummed, then clapped his hands. "Alright, since you don't have any plans, come with me and help out as a volunteer."
Murphy's eyes were filled with question marks. "Volunteer?"
"Sister, where are you going?"
He knew that Liu Yanran had followed Luo Qing to work in museums and art galleries before. Was Luo Qing going to take him to work somewhere too?
Luo Qing did not answer this question directly, but only asked him:
"You saw something you shouldn't have seen yesterday."
Murphy's smile froze on his face. She, she knew?
Did she know that she went to Happy Land and saw the red uniforms on the Ferris wheel, or did she mean she saw the countdown on the clock?
"Come on, I'll take you somewhere, but before that, you have to accompany me to Qingshan Hospital to pick someone up."
"Do you want to pick up Xiao Tang?" Murphy asked in a low voice.
Luo Qing looked at him and laughed, "You know that too. Isn't that quite clever? Why didn't you wear glasses when I told you to?"
Murphy smiled awkwardly, "Isn't this just curiosity?"
"It's fine if you don't wear it. You have more courage to face everything than I expected." Luo Qing looked at him with admiration.
"You wait here for me, or come back with me to get the car downstairs."
A few minutes later, Luo Qing drove his own car and took Mo Fei away from Ping'an Home.
It only took a few minutes to get from Ping'an Home to Qingshan Hospital. Mo Fei sat in the back seat of the car and saw Tang Siyang appear at the main entrance of Qingshan Hospital with a confused look on his face.
He rolled down the car window and waved at Tang Siyang, "Xiao Tang, here."
Tang Siyang rushed over and got into the car. She sat in the back seat like Mo Fei, while Luo Qing sat in the main driver's seat on the left.
In the co-pilot's seat, the two could clearly see a carved urn placed there.
Tang Siyang glanced at Mo Fei cautiously. What was going on? What did he mean? Why was there an urn in the passenger seat? Could it be that it was going to hold their ashes?
Murphy didn't know, and he didn't dare to say anything. He just lowered his head and looked at his phone. The two of them were typing quickly on their phones to communicate.
Tang Siyang was a little confused until she got on the bus. She took the hospital bus to the hospital, put on her white coat, and took her own barcode scanner to work.
As a result, she had only been on duty for less than half an hour when she was suddenly called away by the teaching doctor. The barcode scanner was taken back and she was asked to take off her white coat and go to the hospital gate to wait for someone to pick her up.
When letting her go, the supervising doctor said, "Luo Qing is here to pick you up."
All the other players were at work, but she was the only one called away. As she walked to the hospital gate, Tang Siyang thought countless times about her past two days at work. Could it be that she was fired? Or perhaps she hadn't cleared the dungeon yet? But there wasn't even a hint about the dungeon!
Tang Siyang: Brother, what's going on? Where are we going?
Murphy: I don't know. She's taking us to volunteer. But if nothing unexpected happens, it should be related to the "bad guy" who showed up at your house the night before last.
[Tang Siyang]: So brother, you have also come into contact with similar weird things, right?
MURPHY: Yes.
Mo Fei pursed his lips tightly. Now was obviously not the time to tell Tang Siyang everything.
Where Luo Qing is taking them and what they are going to do, they will know once they get there.
However, Tang Siyang's messages continued to arrive.
[Tang Siyang]: When I came out, I also saw that thing in the sky that looked like a mirage. I also saw the messages sent by my seniors in the group. What on earth was that thing?
Murphy: I don't know. Luo Qing said it was just a mirage and would disappear.
[Murphy]: But it is very likely that the "mirage" we see is probably a city in reality.
"Don't you get carsick when you look at your phones in the car?" Luo Qing glanced at the two of them in the rearview mirror.
Mo Fei and Tang Siyang quickly turned off their phones and stopped sending messages.
Luo Qing asked casually, then continued to concentrate on driving, no longer paying attention to the two people.
After she said this, Mo Fei and Tang Siyang could do nothing else in the car, so they looked at the street view outside the window.
Even for players who become temporary residents, their range of activities in Ghost City is still very limited.
After all, the dungeon cooling-off period is limited. You either have to find a job or continue to play the dungeon. Once you find a job near Ping'an Home, you have to start commuting between the two points, and your range of activities will be narrowed.
Moreover, even for players who are already working part-time in Ghost City, those who work at Sasa Hypermarket only need to walk there. Even if they go out for a stroll, they can always get there by bus or subway. It seems that except for official players, ordinary players have not tried to take a taxi.
Mo Fei had at least been to more places than Tang Siyang. On his return to Ghost City from Anning New District, he rode in a car arranged by the Talent Apartments. For Tang Siyang, this was a first. The streetscape passing by the window featured tall buildings, landmark structures, and small green squares. Every now and then, she'd see a familiar dungeon name.
Luo Qing drove the car very steadily. There was a speed limit in Guicheng, so it only took him twenty minutes to reach a place that seemed different from the main urban area.
The asphalt road was still shiny, the road was empty, there were not many cars and pedestrians on the road, and it didn't look very lively.
However, Murphy clearly saw several buses moving, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
What kind of people are these buses in Ghost City carrying? Tour groups?
The car he was sitting in brushed past a bus, and Murphy saw the passengers inside clearly. They were boys and girls in school uniforms, and they looked to be middle school students.
"The bus next to us is for students. Is it for social practice?" he couldn't help but speak.
Luo Qing glanced sideways and said, "Hmm," "The students are about to take their final exams and are here for quality education. Our destination is different from theirs, but we're next to each other."
“They go to museums, we go to archives.”
Archives!
After hearing these three words, Mo Fei and Tang Siyang looked at each other and finally knew where to go.
Yesterday, Aunt Tian Fang talked about this in the group.
The four major museums of Ghost City, including museums, art galleries, libraries and archives, are all located in this area!
Murphy's eyelids trembled slightly, archives, urn.
He is different from Tang Siyang. He has been exposed to more things and even has some vague guesses.
The car drove past the museum, art gallery, and library, and they also saw the vast Ghost City Central Park from the window.
Just in the other direction of Central Park stands the Ghost City Archives. The area occupied by this archive seems to be comparable to the huge park.
Luo Qing parked the car in the outermost parking lot. She was wearing a gray long dress today and her long hair was simply tied up behind her head.
"You two, get out of the car."
Mo Fei and Tang Siyang got out of the car. They saw Luo Qing walk to the passenger seat, holding the urn carefully in his arms.
"Come with me."
The place where they parked was not very close to the archive building, and they had to climb a high flight of stairs.
Luo Qing walked in front holding the urn, while Mo Fei and Tang Siyang followed her on her left and right.
Today the weather is sunny and the breeze is not dry.
Mo Fei and Tang Siyang looked up at the sky at this moment, and the shadow of the city on the horizon had disappeared.
It was not known whether it had dissipated or whether it could no longer be seen from where they were now.
The two followed Luo Qing up the stairs one step at a time. The stairs were not high, one after another, as if it was the endless way they came.
It seemed that few people came here. There were only three of them walking on the entire staircase.
After stepping onto the last step, Tang Siyang and Mo Fei couldn't help but look back. Considering the players' physical strength, these steps were nothing, but it was indeed a long way to go.
The archive building looked solemn and dignified, but as the two followed Luo Qing in, they didn't see anyone on duty here.
"Let's go, follow me into the museum. Are you tired?" Luo Qing looked at the two of them.
They both shook their heads, "It's okay."
"Not bad, not too tired."
They followed Luo Qing into the archives, and only when they entered the door did they finally see the uniformed staff.
Murphy's pupils shrank. The archive staff here also wore black uniforms! Just like the ones in Happy Amusement Park.
What is even more eye-catching is that as soon as you enter the main entrance, what visitors see is the undulating interior walls that look like waves.
On these walls, names are densely engraved in squares.
"Liao Weiyuan, Luo Jianping, Chen Xiushui, Zhang Li, Wen Zheng, Zhao Zifan, Jin Baobao, Zhong Meiling..."
Mo Fei and Tang Siyang felt their throats choked and couldn't utter a word.
"Welcome to the underground archives of Guicheng." Luo Qing looked at them.
"Come with me, Miss Tang Siyang, I'll leave this to you." Luo Qing held the urn in both hands and now she handed it to Tang Siyang's arms.
She led them through the walls covered with names and into an elevator.
The space inside this elevator is very large and enclosed on all sides, but the elevator button does not point to the upper floors, but to the lower nine floors.
The elevator reaches the -3rd floor.
Luo Qing led the two of them out and said softly, "This is the underground bad storage vault in Guicheng."
Murphy held the corners of his clothes with both hands and looked at her suddenly.
Luo Qing led the two of them here silently. She seemed very familiar with this place.
After walking a few steps, Mo Fei and Tang Siyang saw staff members in blue uniforms. They seemed to be the managers and guards here.
Every time he met someone, Luo Qing would nod to greet them.
They walked through a series of small doors with numbers hanging on them and electronic screens displayed. Each door had five numbers on it, and it looked like a small warehouse.
Finally, Luo Qing brought them to a small gate.
She pushed open the door. The number marked on this door was [2205-2209]
The two people following her were a little stunned. This door is not locked?
"This is an underground bad storage warehouse, but in fact, what you think of as 'bad' is stored on the bottom nine floors. They are also the least threatening things." Luo Qing looked at the two of them and spoke.
"Here, the term 'bad' has two broad meanings. The first is the little gadget Xiang Tianyi found when he rented the apartment. It originated from a contaminated organ that was separated from the previous owner of the house, along with some of the original owner's memories and emotions. After it was purified, he hid it in the ceiling."
"And the other kind is the 'bad' in the bad people, which is only the remaining spirit after the bad people die."
"In this underground storage vault, levels -1 to -8, we store what are considered bad in a narrow sense. We prefer to call them - the remains."
Luo Qing's tone was gentle but extremely powerful, and every word struck heavily on the hearts of the two.
Inside the open door, there was only a long shelf, on which were placed five urns of similar shapes.
"A so-called remnant is the product left behind by the combination of the remaining consciousness of a delinquent with abilities after their complete death."
"The spirits of the deceased will automatically identify their bloodlines. They are free here. Once they sense their family, they will set out to find them."
"After a Bad Person's sacrifice, the contamination of their original abilities is borne by their bodies. The remaining spirit possesses safe, uncontaminated, and usable abilities. It can be integrated into the bodies of blood relatives with almost no obstacles."
【M·Different·Dice】
Remains Number: 2207
The Bad Guys: Mo Jianshan and Chu Qing
Departure date: May 18, 2037
Reason for leaving: Blood relatives entered the dungeon.
Note: The 2207 dice are combined spirits, created by the fusion of the original Bad Man skills [Words Don't Work] and [Loan Balance].
Murphy was trembling all over. He stumbled and fell directly to the ground in front of the shelf.
He fumbled for the handwritten label numbered 2207, and was almost speechless. At this moment, he couldn't utter a word.
His golden finger, his fortune dice.
This has always been his biggest secret.
It turns out that this was never his gifted talent or good luck.
Rather, they are blood relatives and the souls of biological parents left in this world.
The lingering souls left by parents, even if there is only a trace of spiritual light left, still carry the most sincere and unreserved love, leaving the final gift to their children.
Tang Siyang's arms felt heavy, and she could hardly hold the urn in her hands. Her legs went weak, and she slowly squatted down, holding the carved urn.
She thought of the night before yesterday, when her cheek felt a little wet.
Tang Siyang's right hand trembled again and again as it touched the urn.
"The ghost number is 4461, the ability is stone vine, and the owner is the bad guy: Tang Ting." Luo Qing looked at Tang Siyang and spoke slowly.
The young girl's eyes were already filled with tears, and she choked out a sob as she spoke, "So, that night, it was my mother who came to see me and kissed me."
"Turns out, I have my mother's."
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