when-
A heavy bell sound suddenly spread across the square.
The ceremony seems to have begun...
Chen Dong and others did not see where the bell was, but after the bell rang, they suddenly saw all the "living dead" on the Black Stone Square.
Whether standing, sitting, or doing something else, everyone stood up and looked at the campfire.
At the same time, some footsteps were heard from a nearby cave on the slope.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Dong and others soon saw a large number of figures walking out from the holes on the slopes.
However, during his observation, he soon discovered some details...
"All are similar standard adults, there is not a single child or elderly individual..."
Chen Dong was a little surprised. The individuals here seemed to be relatively "standard".
Same height, same body shape...
Except for a few who were more seriously injured and might look a little different from the others, the images of these "living dead" are pretty much the same.
This situation...
But it's not very common.
At this time, several "living dead" came over with a huge pot and placed it in the center of their circle.
Then... I lit a flame at the bottom of the pot...
"This, this, isn't this just an enlarged version of hot pot?"
"It is indeed... hot pot."
Chen Dong looked at the big pot with a strange expression. There was a layer of red oil floating in the pot, but it was probably not the red oil from chili peppers.
After all, they have never seen such a thing as chili pepper appear in this world.
So this red oil should be made from some other spices.
However, although it is certain that it is not chili pepper, the bright red oil looks quite appetizing.
However, this also made Chen Dong feel more and more that there was something wrong with these "living dead" here...
Their living habits are so familiar!
At this time...
More "living dead" approached, and each of them gave them a stone bowl and a pair of wooden chopsticks.
In addition, there is a pair of larger and longer serving chopsticks.
"These... these 'living dead' are not from Shuchuan, right?"
Chen Dong couldn't help but speak out what everyone was thinking.
This "holy communion" sounds very noble.
but...
He looked around and saw that in each circle, there were one or two large pots, and a bunch of expressionless "living dead" holding a bowl as big as a basin, silently staring at the bonfire in the middle -
Isn’t this “holy communion” just a big hot pot party
He even wanted to speak a few words in Sichuan dialect to see if the other party could match his.
However, if we think about what these people say, we can basically be sure that it has no direct relationship with Chinese.
But there is one thing...
"I remember from my research on the Empire that there was a historical 'semi-blank period' after the 'Age of Suffering'. During this period, the time experienced by all 'fallen races' was different..."
Chen Dong frowned and said, "Could it be... that when we arrived, some of our compatriots also experienced similar things?"
This information was obtained a long time ago...