Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Life in the underground prison was so dark that Chen Lun could only judge the passage of time by the number and frequency of the guards delivering meals.
During this period of time, he gained a lot.
Every day he would be taken to Basement No. 7 to interpret his notes, and Floin would stand by and record his oral "mythical history".
As more and more content was recorded, Will's mood gradually became less irritable.
The monk seemed to see a bright future and a promising future. His heart was filled with hope and his mood became better day by day.
But Chen Lun just couldn't bear to see him having an easy time, so he immediately slowed down the pace on purpose, saying less and less every day, just like some authors whose speeches are getting shorter and shorter.
Will wanted to strangle Chen Lun to death on the spot, but he didn't dare.
Because so far, Chen Lun is the only person who has survived the notes, and only he can "interpret" the contents of the notes.
Even Will had to serve him carefully, lest he let him read too much due to his impatience and cause irreparable accidents.
It is really under strict control.
Chen Lun has already completed more than half of the "Beast Tamer's Manual" hidden in the diary, and has gained about 500 experience points in total.
In addition, his luck exploded and he once again mastered a unique skill of a beast tamer—
Animal Imitation LV1
Skill Description: Through long-term interaction with animals, you have learned the ability to perceive some of their skills and characteristics, thereby gaining extraordinary powers that humans do not possess.
Humans have their limits, stop being human!
But please remember that you are asked to learn their strengths, not their quirks or "specialties".
If you are really interested in dead crabs and headless fish, then forget what I said...
clang.
The prison door was opened again.
Flo Yin walked in with a tray. Seeing this, Chen Lun stopped doing push-ups and thinking, then stood up and greeted her.
“You’re here.”
Chen Lun first looked into the corridor and found that there were no guards nearby. Then he took the bread and mushroom soup from her and said thank you.
He took advantage of the guards' time to train secretly. Although the effect of improving attributes was extremely slow, it was still of some help considering the current dire situation.
There is no shame in prisoner fitness.
This is how he trained at home in his previous life, and the effect was great, but his health got worse day by day.
In fact, it’s just because his genetic disease is too stubborn and exercise has no effect. He will die when he is supposed to.
"You... are you doing weird exercises again?"
Flo Yin sat next to Chen Lun and watched him tear into the bread in big bites.
These days, she would occasionally come over when the guards sneaked out to drink. As she got to know Chen Lun more, she became more and more curious about this man.
In such an environment, the other party did not feel afraid, and even gave her a positive and optimistic mood instead.
How strange.
But Flo Yin enjoyed this feeling.
After her brother's death, she was abandoned by her cold-blooded parents and then sold to the Red Apple Church.
Everything she saw and heard were the darkest and bloodiest things in the world.
Coupled with those malicious guards, Brother Will's daily harsh or obscene words, and the occasional flash of malice in Father Carter's eyes, the already pessimistic and numb Floin became even more desperate.
But after getting close to Chen Lun, she regained the feeling she had when she was with her brother.
Peaceful and reassuring.
Chen Lun ate too fast and choked. He drank a mouthful of hot soup before he was able to swallow the food.
"Yeah, exercise."
He put down the bowl, turned his head and looked at the girl beside him, with an indescribable feeling.
The other party is a big shot in the future, the kind of big shot that can make players cry for their parents.
Chen Lun had seen players posting rallies to attack other players on the forum more than once, but each time they came back empty-handed and were defeated miserably.
No matter how high up the list you are, or how big a chaebol or guild you are, you will be killed with a slap in front of the famous Sister of Death.
Maybe in the future, players will be able to conquer Floin, but in the version at that time, she was the ceiling, and even in the following versions.
It's not just players who grow and become stronger, NPCs can too.
"The Secret Age" is a complete and real world. Every character in it has his or her own life trajectory and growth process. They are flesh and blood and have their own soul.
This is also the charm of this game.
But even so, no matter how many times Fuluoyin abused the players, the players still treated her like their first love and went to see her day after day.
Not only because she is beautiful, has a good figure and a first-class temperament, but also because she has a regrettable tragic life experience...
Well, most of the players went there just because she was pretty.
In that major version, countless players had very complicated feelings towards Floyin, a mixture of love and hate, and could not forget her.
Chen Lun is no exception.
But he was more concerned about Floyin's tragic experience.
He knew that the reason why Flo Yin was so powerful was inseparable from the A-level weird object, the Beiyang Potted Plant.
And this is the crux of the tragedy.
From the very beginning, Floin was cultivated as a chess piece of the church to carry the sun-backed potted plant.
They killed an innocent girl with their own hands and crudely concocted this humanoid weapon.
This also led to the eventual destruction of Floin's personality, turning her into a soulless body and a blade at the mercy of the Red Apple Church.
Chen Lun once felt deeply about this, but he was powerless to do anything.
Because this is the setting of the game. From the moment the player enters the game world, Floin's ending has already been determined.
"But now, I can change her fate."
Chen Lun thought to himself.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
Fuluoyin was slightly stunned, then looked away.
"Are you planning to escape from here?"
"Yes."
Chen Lun admitted it straightforwardly and then fell silent for a moment.
"I plan to take you with me."
"!!"
Fuluoyin turned her gaze again and looked at Chen Lun with wide eyes.
"Don't look at me like that. I'm serious."
Chen Lun looked serious.
"I can see that you don't really like it here, but you can't leave."
Flo Yin just remained silent.
He raised his palm, bent his index finger and moved it, and a faint light flashed across his fingertips.
Then he opened his mouth slightly and made a small, high-pitched squeaking sound, just like a rodent.
Soon, in front of Flo Yin's shocked eyes, seven or eight fist-sized black rats swarmed in from the corners and cracks of the prison walls and gathered at Chen Lun's feet.
Squeak!
A mouse jumped onto Chen Lun's palm, raised its head and called out to him.
Chen Lun also responded, and his accomplices at his feet added a few words from time to time, and Chen Lun continued to nod.
"They said there are three floors here, with a total of fourteen iron doors. The gate connecting to the ground exit is particularly strong, and there are more than twenty guards scattered throughout the place."
Flo Yin covered her mouth and after a long while she whispered to confirm:
"You... are a transcendent?"
Chen Lun nodded and waved his hand to disperse the rats.
"I now believe you can take me away... What do you need me to do?"
Flo Yin pursed her lips and clenched her hands slightly under her red robe.
After her brother's death, she never had such a big emotional fluctuation again. Even when she was betrayed by her parents, she just remained silent.
Only those who have experienced darkness will yearn for light more.
Chen Lun leaned over and began to whisper in Fuluoyin's ear.
"I need you to do this... babble, babble, babble..."
Flo Yin felt the heat beside her ear, feeling a little uncomfortable, and her face began to turn red.
But at the same time, the light in her eyes became brighter.