Chapter 474 Bloodstone Fragments
"Anyway, that's what happened."
Vann gritted his teeth and didn't care whether his companions could accept this huge amount of information. He just spoke out everything he had just seen at a high speed like a divine voice.
Absolutely no personal speculation added in it!
After saying this he looked up.
Very good, I met nine victims who looked at Medusa.
After a few minutes, someone finally came to his senses. His body, which had been as stiff as a stone sculpture, finally moved, but he still spoke haltingly.
"You, you mean, the person we just beat up is the little girl's father?"
Vann nodded.
“.”
The man looked up at the sky, rubbed his face quickly, and was silent for a while before sighing:
“What a sin.”
“Dang!”
Someone suddenly fell to the ground, his eyes were lifeless, and no one knew where his soul had gone.
Some people's expressions kept changing, like a TV that was constantly changing channels.
Some people couldn't help but sigh and shake their heads, saying that the dungeon was inhumane.
Vann recognized the man who fell. He was the one he rescued personally and sent to the Thane dungeon to grow into a hunter.
The first thing the other party did after successfully becoming a hunter through blood therapy was to go back and kill his mother who had been severely infected by parasites and turned into a walking corpse. According to him, the rest of his family members were killed by his infected mother.
From this perspective, it seems that what happened in the little girl's home coincides with his experiences?
Later, he went to find a survivor who knew a little bit of crude forgetting spell, hoping to forget this memory, but judging from his current situation, he probably hasn't forgotten it, or maybe the scene brought back memories and he remembered them.
Bell was walking in circles, his old face showing an anxious look, and he kept muttering, "What am I going to say now?"
Watching people's reactions, Vann suddenly realized something he hadn't noticed.
It seems that the impact of the little girl's actions on her companions is far greater than she imagined?
Because they experienced the parasitic disaster, the psychological trauma of these survivors is actually very serious. They just barely pretend to be normal people on weekdays.
The most powerful proof is that the mental power they exude now is almost twice that of a normal person of the same strength!
If Gong Qiying specifically targeted adventurers with psychological trauma in the future, he might be able to double the dungeon's revenue. It's a pity that people with psychological trauma are not always encountered, and this idea is too hellish. If the Hell March were lucky enough to wear his body, they would orgasm on the spot.
The situation where psychologically traumatized people like Red appear in large numbers is really like the king of poisonous enemies going to the toilet, which is unique.
Vann's parents had passed away long before the parasitic disaster broke out, and his sister Issa was the only one left in his family, so he did not lose any loved ones in the disaster, and naturally did not feel it as deeply as others.
Then again, given his father's skills before his death, even if Fann died, his father would not die.
After those who knew the truth had calmed down for a while, Fann asked:
"Shall we continue?"
I always feel that after this battle, people’s mentality has become less suitable for fighting.
"Tired."
"I want to leave so badly. I want to leave so badly."
“Totally boring.”
Sure enough, no one could continue the attack.
"Then just rest here and have the dinner prepared by Miss Doll before going out." Fann had no choice but to say this.
The meals prepared by the puppets only appear every night. The quantity is not too much, just enough to keep people from being hungry. However, the extraordinary taste can bring people the greatest comfort, which leads to people coming on time every night to eat.
Fann was just about to find an empty spot to lie down and rest, but the place with the extremely popular Miss Doll was already full of people, and even he couldn't get them to make room for him.
But at this moment, he saw Bell still walking in circles, and he couldn't help but shook his head, walked over and asked, "It's time to rest, Ms. Bell."
"ah."
Belle seemed to have just woken up from a dream and was startled. She looked at Fann and asked with a sad expression, "Tell me, how sad the little girl must be to know this news."
Although he knew that he should be more considerate and use gentle words to comfort Bell at this time, Fann did not want Bell to get too deeply involved, so he said directly:
"In theory, after giving away enough information, the afterimage will fall into a certain dialogue loop. If we don't tell the little girl this news, she will always remain in her original state. You don't have to worry about her getting the news somewhere else and becoming heartbroken. As long as we don't do anything, she won't be further sad."
The sad look on Belle's face faded away. She stared at Fann for a while, sighed helplessly, and said:
"Vann, did Issa tell you that you can really ruin the atmosphere sometimes?"
She now feels like when she is immersed in a tragic story, someone suddenly jumps out and tells her that these stories are deliberately made up by the author to mess with people's mentality, and if you are really sad, you have fallen into the author's trap.
How should I put it? Although it was a bit of a downer, it was indeed very effective and successfully aroused Bell's own rationality.
Vann shrugged. "I'm just worried that your excessive sadness will affect your health."
Bell tapped the ground with his cane. "Then I really have to thank you. By the way, you still have the ruby brooch, right?"
"right."
"Then you should take it first, and don't give it to the child."
Since she knew that the little girl's subsequent story was likely to be a tragedy, she didn't want to know the follow-up, at least not now. The lives of the survivors were already miserable enough, and she really didn't want to add to her unhappy mood.
Speaking of the ruby brooch, Vann took it out and examined it carefully. The more he looked at the beautiful blood-red gem, the more it seemed to be extraordinary. When he got closer, he seemed to be able to smell a bloody odor. It was definitely not the bloody odor from the woman's corpse, but the bloody odor that came from the gem itself.
The tiny messenger suddenly emerged from his feet, waving his thin arms to attract his attention.
"You want this?"
Vann handed the ruby brooch to the messenger, but the latter did something he didn't expect - he directly took the ruby off the brooch and rubbed it!
This scared him. This was the relic of the little girl's mother. Although he didn't want to tell the little girl, it would be a bit strange to tear it apart directly.
The messengers handed over a shrunken ruby, and when Vann took it, his eyes lit up immediately.
[Bloodstone Fragment]
[Solid fragments formed in dead blood. A certain component of the blood will coagulate after death, and the part that does not crystallize is called bloodstone]
[In the workshop, hunters inlay bloodstones into weapons for strengthening]
Strengthen weapons?
Vann couldn't help but look at the meat saw at hand. This was the first time he got a bloodstone fragment and the first time he knew that weapons could be strengthened.
But this is the little girl's mother's relic.
After a fierce ideological struggle, Vann finally made a decision that might cost him -1 merit.
Not long after, he walked out of the workshop and looked at the meat saw that had been reinforced with bloodstone in the moonlight.
“Why can’t you tell the difference?”
But the feeling of wielding it seemed to be really different from before. Even the sound of breaking through the air was more pleasant, as if the meat saw itself was rejoicing.
After learning about the tragedy of the little girl's family, he got a bloodstone fragment that can strengthen weapons, and the little girl's mother's ruby brooch may refresh every time he enters the dungeon.
Vann didn't know whether he should show a happy or sad expression at this moment. Does it mean that in the future, when everyone wants to strengthen their weapons, they have to steal from the little girl's mother's body?
"This dungeon is going to drive me crazy sooner or later."
Muttering to himself, he suddenly realized something.
"Crazy?"
On the other side, people smelled the fragrance of the food provided by the puppets, and their depressed spirits were lifted. When they were about to gather around, they suddenly saw Fann with a serious face standing in front of them.
"In the future, we should use less of the previous training methods."
The training method he was referring to was naturally a cycle of first making himself addicted to hunting and then calming the addiction through upgrading.
"The case of Gascoigne, the little girl's father, shows that the cost of obsessive hunting may be much more serious than we think."
His tone was quite serious, without any sense of relaxation.
After a while, the dinner time was over.
People came out of the underground city one after another, and some people from nearby shelters also came over for a meal. Now the parasites in the fishing port area have been mostly cleared out, and there is basically no danger if you are careful on the road.
Vann and his friends also came out. Among the crowd of people who were patting their bellies in satisfaction, their expressions looked particularly serious.
"Brother, you finally came out."
Isa ran over with a thick stack of drafts.
"Isa? You're just in time. Gather everyone——"
"I've already figured out how to design the road to lure the monsters from the other two areas over here!"
Before Fann could finish his words, all his attention was attracted by the draft handed over by Isa.
"It was designed so quickly!?" He was shocked and couldn't believe it.
"Hehe, your sister is a super genius." Isa put her hands on her hips and raised her little face. "And it's also thanks to you, brother, that you found very comprehensive information. It really helped a lot."
"Isa, it's really great to have you here."
Vann flipped through the draft back and forth, marking which existing streets could be used, where the terrain needed to be modified, and where more attention should be paid. It was indeed a very complete plan!
"very good."
He clenched his fists, a look of triumph on his face.
"Wake everyone up, it's time to get down to business!"
(End of this chapter)
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