Chapter 642 The Guardian of the Collection (Part Six)
Yun Zhao suppressed all his emotions and analyzed, "Kree isn't afraid of red eyes, and the spread won't affect the castle, so Kree doesn't care too much."
This indirectly made them lower their guard, and they didn't even think about the reasons for the spread.
It makes other goalkeepers feel like they're facing a formidable enemy...
"Something happened outside?" Fu Hu's expression immediately changed.
This speculation was like a bucket of ice water poured over someone's head, instantly changing the tense atmosphere that had just been surrounding the "game" itself, giving it a deeper and more ominous hue.
If even other gatekeepers feel threatened, this is no ordinary pollution spread incident.
Xie Tu's expression was extremely solemn. He raised his wrist to announce the time, "Du Xiao team, time to go."
Time passed by, second by second.
Everyone felt a sense of urgency.
They are trapped in the contaminated area and cannot receive support even if something happens outside. They must find a way to eliminate the gatekeepers here first.
Jiang Mu set the countdown and said, "There are still four streets left to search. Let's go look for any clues."
The second clue is very clear.
It likes lively environments, so for now we can only use the process of elimination to gradually narrow down the possibilities.
Despite the arrogance displayed by the gatekeeper, everyone felt that the chances of finding it were extremely slim.
Xia Mingang suddenly thought of something and turned to ask Yun Zhao, "It doesn't specify the number of guesses?"
"No."
Xie Tu answered.
Xia Mingang curled the corners of his lips and said something surprising: "It's not against the rules for us to point to the bridge, the house, and those ghostly things one by one and ask 'Is it you?'"
What if I guess right?
Yun Zhao: "..."
Fu Yu choked for a moment.
But upon closer reflection, I think it might actually work.
Since there are no clear clues at the moment, we might as well try something random.
"I'll be going now. Remember to keep an eye out for transportation." Jiang Mu reached out and grabbed the eaves, then climbed back onto the roof.
The figure quickly disappeared.
Fu Mo's gaze fell on the motionless 'uncle', and she found that he was still staring intently at her.
She glanced at the candied hawthorn in her hand, then quickly shoved it back into his hand. "Return it to its rightful owner. I'm leaving now. We'll meet at the town exit later."
The withered hand holding the candied hawthorn made an extremely slight "crunching" sound from its knuckles, and very slowly, with an almost stiff gentleness, bent inward a little bit.
The candied hawthorns, which had long since melted beyond recognition and were almost dripping with sticky syrup, seemed to him to be some rare treasure.
He protected her firmly.
Yun Zhao could see clearly, and his breathing became rapid. "Uncle Qin, it's me, Yun Zhao."
The words fell.
Those empty eyes that were staring intently at Fu Hu seemed to flicker for a moment.
But like a pebble thrown into a bottomless, stagnant pool, it only creates a negligible ripple before being swallowed up by endless chaos.
Yun Zhao was somewhat disappointed, but quickly cheered up.
Since the crystal is useful, it's only a matter of time before Uncle remembers her. Right now, the most important thing is to find clues.
Fu Qi had already gone downstairs.
Xia Mingang... like a mental patient, started talking to the tables, chairs and benches in the room.
Are you the gatekeeper?
"Or is it you? Stool? Chair? Stairs..."
The stone tablet slowly emerged behind him.
Bixi probably realized this was a mission, and hesitated for a long time before making a move.
Ignoring Xia Mingang's neurotic behavior, Xie Tu walked over and said in a low voice, "Let Uncle come with us first."
The mental threads can control the mutants, so it should be fine to go along with them.
Yun Zhao nodded and guided his uncle downstairs.
Ignoring Xia Mingang who was still inside, the two went straight down the stairs.
This is a Chinese restaurant with two floors. The first floor was packed with people, almost all of whom were mutants.
Fu Mou searched downstairs.
When they came down, she was facing an ethnic-style ornament on the wall, trying the method Xia Mingang had suggested.
With a cold expression, Fu Heng questioned the ornament, "Are you the gatekeeper...?"
Losing her keen senses, she seemed unaware of the two people getting down behind her.
Yun Zhao: "..."
Yun Zhao tugged at Xie Tu's sleeve, signaling him to hurry up and leave.
Fu Mo is very concerned about her image; she would be extremely embarrassed if she found out that they had seen her.
Xie Tu understood and quickened his pace to leave the restaurant with her.
Uncle Qin followed stiffly behind, holding a stone in one hand and a melted candied hawthorn in the other.
This is the area that Fu Heng is in charge of.
While dodging the mutants on the street, the two took a detour to try and get back to the stone bridge they had seen before.
There's a wishing tree over there, and there's another street beyond that; they haven't searched that area yet.
Yun Zhao looked around, trying to recognize the faces of every mutant that passed by. He would occasionally glance back at Uncle Qin and also had to use some of his mental energy to control the mutants on the street to stay away from them.
Wait until we return to the stone bridge.
She cleared her mind of distractions and began searching with Xie Tu one by one.
This street faces the lake on one side, and the small bars and pubs along the street have colorful LED signs at their entrances, flashing seemingly romantic names such as "Romantic Encounters," "Drunken Dreams of the Martial World," and "Stories from the Ends of the Earth."
The two entered the first bar at the intersection. The music was deafening, the bar was full of people, and the visibility was somewhat dim.
Another mutant, posing as a bartender, stood in front of the bar, unconsciously wiping the already spotless glasses.
The booths were crowded with shadowy "guests" who remained motionless, as if the pause button had been pressed, yet they still maintained their postures of raising glasses, playing dice, or whispering to each other, creating a series of noisy yet deathly silent and terrifying scenes.
Yun Zhao and Xie Tu were already used to the eerie scene, so they split up and began searching the store.
Uncle Qin was left at the shop entrance.
Yun Zhao first checked the mutants and, after confirming that there were no uncles among them, she approached the bar and noticed the lucky cat ornament in a prominent place.
It's not a popular cartoon character, but a more retro-style lucky cat carved from wood.
Moreover, it faces the booths directly, which meets the condition of 'liking to be watched by others'.
Yun Zhao glanced back at Xie Tu, and after confirming that Xie Tu was quite far away, quickly picked up the lucky cat, pursed his lips, and asked, "The gatekeeper is a lucky cat?"
Although Xia Mingang was unreliable, Yun Zhao felt that this method could help quickly eliminate suspicious items, so there was no harm in giving it a try.
The lucky cat didn't react at all.
Yun Zhao put it down and continued the search...
The two visited five bustling taverns in a row, but to no avail. They found no clues and no trace of their uncles.
Since she agreed to play the game, the gatekeeper has never shown up again.
Xie Tu remained calm and glanced at the countdown timer on the communicator. "No rush, only an hour has passed."
Yun Zhao nodded absentmindedly.
The timeout didn't really matter to her.
But the thought that the outside world might be facing a crisis made her worry that Red Eyes might attack the base.
The two quickly searched their assigned area and headed to meet at the town's exit.
On the other side.
Xia Mingang had one last place left to search.
Without his keen senses, he couldn't speed up at all to avoid missing important clues.
Xia Mingang searched and asked along the way, "Are you the gatekeeper...?"
He even asked about every single bluestone pavement on the road.
"What exactly is this gatekeeper?" Xia Mingang asked Bixi, at his wit's end.
I thought I would find the gatekeeper soon after I got in, but this thing is so smart that it managed to fool us all.
Bixi replied: "You ask me? Who should I ask?"
As Xia Mingang walked, he replied, "Ask the heavens, ask the earth, ask for directions. If all else fails, ask the window next door for me. That's better than me asking alone... Uh, asking in spirit form should count too, right?"
As he spoke, he used a stick to poke aside the mutants blocking his way, and walked into the last gift shop, where he was almost blinded by the room full of fluffy toys.
How long would it take to ask him one by one?
Xia Mingang casually picked up an Arctic fox and urged Bixi, "Hurry up and help!"
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