Chapter 472 Back to the end of the world?
Yeyoushen did not respond to Song Mang's question, but only asked him if it was convenient for him to come over now.
Song Mang waited at the opera house for a while and asked the Night Wanderer to come to her directly.
About five minutes later, the Night Wanderer came to the opera house and handed a wooden box to Song Mang.
"Miss Song, the young master asked me to bring this to you."
"What's this?"
Song Mang took the wooden box and took a look at it.
This wooden box is only as big as an adult's palm, but there is a strangely shaped lock on it, which makes the lid of the wooden box unable to be opened easily.
"Gift."
The Night Wanderer said, "This is a gift from the young master."
"And the key?"
Night Wanderer shook his head and said, "I didn't give you the key. Young Master said the key was already in your hands."
"ah?"
Song Mang studied the wooden box for a long time, but he had no idea what could open it.
"He didn't give me any keys. Did he remember it wrong? Where are the others?"
"Still in hell."
The Night Wanderer sighed and said, "I originally planned to take him away, but he refused to leave. He said that if he left, there would be a lot of trouble. He only asked me to bring you this."
"Is he in any danger?"
"Not yet."
Hearing what Ye Youshen said, Song Mang felt relieved. "Okay, then I'll accept this gift first, and figure out how to open it later."
Song Mang thought about Xi Jinzhi's situation and guessed that he wouldn't be able to go to the Divine Feeding dungeon with her.
Then she can only go by herself.
After the Night Wanderer delivered the things, Song Mang gave him a paper nuclear bomb and left.
Song Mang rested in Jiang City for two days, and then took Qin Yang's flying carpet ghost weapon to the imperial capital.
She didn't bring anyone with her, not even Xiao Junze, and left them all in Jiang City.
If she couldn't solve the God-feeding copy, she could hide in the castle herself, but there would be no way for others, and they would probably die in the God-feeding copy.
Everyone has finally been able to live a stable life in Jiang City, so there is no need to take risks with her.
Qin Yang wanted to figure out what the note behind his neck meant, so he followed her.
Qin Yang sat on the flying carpet and drove it towards the imperial capital. Song Mang sat behind him, studying the wooden box given by Xi Jinzhi.
Qin Yang saw it and couldn't help but say, "Don't study your broken box anymore. It's almost above the imperial capital." I originally wanted to contact the people in the Imperial Capital Ghost Suppression Department to find out more about the situation, but I couldn't contact any of them.
Those people in the imperial capital seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth, even though they had sent out a distress message not long ago."
Song Mang looked towards the sky above the imperial capital not far away and said in a deep voice, "That means the Temple copy is about to be formed, and it may be even more powerful than the Temple copy."
"What? An existence more powerful than the Temple dungeon? What level of dungeon is that?"
Song Mang didn't say anything because she found that the thick gray fog above the imperial capital was spreading towards the entire city at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Not everything is invisible in the gray fog. Some tall buildings and relatively wide streets can be seen.
But there was no one on the street.
The entire imperial capital seemed like a dead city.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Qin Yang followed her gaze and looked down, and was directly shocked.
"Why is there no one here? Did so many people evaporate in an instant? That's impossible!"
As soon as the words fell, the two of them smelled the familiar scent of incense and candles, and a cold voice was heard.
【Welcome to the God Feeding Dungeon.】
But this time, the voice did not give any reminders, nor did it explain the rules related to passing the level.
As this cold voice sounded, the gray fog in the air not far away rushed towards Song Mang and Qin Yang, and the two quickly lost consciousness.
When Song Mang regained her sight, she found herself in the city.
But the streets and buildings in this city were very familiar, exactly the same as the street near her home in Jiang City. She almost thought she was back in Jiang City.
"Why do you look so familiar? Am I not in the imperial capital?"
When Song Mang was puzzled, she found that many people were walking hurriedly around her.
Some of those people were holding bags, some were carrying lunch boxes, and some were holding computers. They walked hurriedly as if they were rushing to work.
But the apocalypse has been going on for so long that the order of the world has long since collapsed, and no one needs to go to work in an office building.
"Is this... before the apocalypse?"
Song Mang became more and more confused. She couldn't help but look up at the sky and found that the sky was still as gloomy as the end of the world, and the dazzling sun was not visible.
"No, I'm in the God's Feeding dungeon. How can I possibly go back to before the apocalypse?"
Song Mang frowned and began to look at the street, intending to go to a familiar address.
She walked into the apartment building in the old neighborhood and was about to go up the stairs when she saw Song Wenqi coming down.
Song Wenqi said in surprise, "Mangmang? Why are you still here? Aren't you going to be late for your internship?"
Song Mang looked at her blankly without saying anything.
Mother……
Isn't it inside the castle?
Why are you here?
Seeing her dazed, Song Wenqi dragged her out of the apartment building and said, "Come on, I'll drive you downstairs to the company. Don't be late for your first day of internship!"
"Mom, I don't need an internship."
Song Mang shook off her hand and said, "I have 500 billion ghost money in my card, which I can't spend in this lifetime."
"You silly kid, what nonsense are you talking about? How can you spend ghost money? That's for the dead!"
Song Wenqi touched Song Mang's forehead to make sure she didn't have a fever, then continued to pull her towards the car.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and report to the company first. This company is one of the Fortune 500. You finally got the internship spot, you can't miss it!"
Song Mang was pulled into the car.
Song Wenqi drove out, and Song Mang observed the passers-by and streets outside.
During this period, she also contacted Song Wenqi in the castle, and Song Wenqi said she was taking a nap.
The person driving the car was definitely not Song Wenqi, but she didn't look weird.
Then what is she?
Why did the God's Feeding Copy create a world similar to the pre-apocalyptic world in her memory?
Song Mang had many doubts in his mind.
Moreover, after she came here, she had not seen Qin Yang or other people from the Imperial Capital Ghost Suppression Bureau.
Could it be that she is the only player in this Jiang City that seems to be before the end of the world?
So where did the other players go?
While he was thinking, Song Wenqi had already driven to the destination and parked the car on the side of the road.
She said to Song Mang, "Mangmang, get off the bus quickly, you'll be late in five minutes!"
Song Mang looked at her without saying anything.
Because Song Mang discovered that there was also a note stuck on the back of Song Wenqi's neck!
There were three words written on the note.
But it’s not the three words Song Wenqi.
"You're not my mother."
Song Mang looked at her expressionlessly, then leaned forward and tore up the note.
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