"Whatever you think, but since you decided to stay underground, I, as the storyteller, have no right to stop it. The other four started to escape from the morgue. Please cast [Luck] to decide whether you will start Before encountering danger, of course, before that, the writer must first throw a round to judge whether this accident will kill him... "
The other four explorers successfully started three rounds of escape operations. Jenkins did not panic and asked to use his ability to investigate the morgue. The clues he got during the first round of investigation were:
"The writer checked the cabinet in the morgue that was on the verge of collapse. Because of the dim light of the fire, it was difficult for him to observe with the naked eye, but the touch of his palm made him discover some strange lines on the inner wall of the cabinet."
"I want to know what those lines are. Since the writer has touched it, it must be an important clue."
Jenkins said.
"Can."
Mr. Corpse nodded, and then tapped on the table with his fingers. The dark compartment on Jenkins' left hand rose again, and inside was a roll of parchment. After he opened it, he quickly remembered those lines in his heart, knowing that this adventure was not in vain.
"The first round of actions is over, and the writer throws an extra roll to judge whether he can survive the accident... If he passes, proceed to the second round."
In the second round of the escape operation, the four explorers who were running wildly had already returned to the first floor through the iron gate. Jenkins controlled the writer and was still checking the morgue, even though Mr. Hood had reminded him that it would be too late if he didn’t leave. .
"I promised Miss Bailing that I will return her a complete Mr. Writer, don't worry."
Jenkins stressed it out again, then pretended not to hear Hathaway whisper "That's not my writer" and maneuvered himself into a second round of action.
"The writer lay in the morgue."
"I must warn you that without the presence of a second person, the writer can only lie down in it, and cannot push himself in. And even if it is pushed in, this row of cabinets cannot guarantee that the writer will survive the landslide, and the problem he faces is still It was buried alive."
"I understand that I don't want to keep the writer alive in this way, I just want to make sure that there is something abnormal in the cabinet. Now the writer is going to lie in it, and then I will throw another investigation."
said Jenkins, and then picked up two heavy dice and tossed them without looking at the numbers:
"Tell me the result quickly."
"The writer lay down in the morgue, he...he felt his head become dizzy immediately, as if connected to some abnormal existence."
"This is enough."
Jenkins spoke quickly, and then urged:
"So what happened to the writer next? What value do I need to roll?"
Next came the third round, and the luck of the four who escaped was not bad. Although the sailor accidentally injured his right arm in the middle, he was not seriously injured. It's the last round now, if you don't leave now, I'm afraid the ending of the story [Buried Alive] will really be triggered,
"The writer used his ability to cooperate with the ceremony and left the abandoned hospital directly!"
Jenkins announced, then knocked on the table impatiently and urged:
"Quickly update the character card for me."
The dark grid on the desktop rose again, and Jenkins picked up the new character card without looking at it, and said directly:
"Throw Mystery, throw the ability I just mentioned."
With phantoms of him in his closet at home, getting out of the underground is no problem at all.
"The writer used a mysterious ability, the judgment passed, and the writer left the hospital with the curse on him. The writer's story ended and entered the ending [cursed]. The reward was settled—a blank bubble. Sorry, Mr. Candle, although this is not the best Poor ending, but for the story, the result is bad enough. Because you and Mr. Bai Ling exchange character cards, the basic rewards are further reduced, and you can only get these."
"It doesn't matter."
He slapped the table and stood up, and then felt the spirit in his body stir for a few seconds, and brand new bubbles appeared around his various abilities.
He picked up the complaining cat neatly and put it on his shoulders:
"It's time for me to leave, Miss Bailing. I will immediately contact William of Loen and go to the church to cure the curse. He will be fine. Goodbye everyone, I had a great time today."
After speaking, Xiaobu quickly ran to the door, turned the door handle, and because his story was over, he got the right to leave, and the door opened. Lifting his legs and walking out of the room, the door closed heavily behind him. Several people in the room could not hear his footsteps, which meant that Mr. Candle had really left this space.
"What does Mr. Candle want?"
Mr. White Cat didn't expect him to leave in such a hurry, and he didn't even care that his reward had shrunk.
"I probably guessed what he was going to do... But the focus is not on this now, what are we going to do next?"
asked Miss Magic.
Jenkins, who left the game room, took the chocolate and trotted directly to the stairwell, but as soon as he walked out of the room, he felt something was wrong with his body. After walking two steps, he couldn't help coughing, which is incredible for this body.
"Oops, it's a curse!"
Not only was he the last curse, because he left the game room with abnormal space and entered Nolan City directly. This caused the fifth curse on him to resonate with the four curses lingering in Nolan City. The power of the complete curse made Jenkins a little uncontrollable.
"Damn, forgot about that. Co... vanilla!"
He bent down to hold on to the wall, feeling the world spinning suddenly:
"Sorry, I'm going back to Loen for now. You stay here, and I'll come back to you later. If you can't wait, go home first. Remember, you must not run around, you must not run around."
He felt like he was having a headache and wanted to vomit, so he suppressed the discomfort and almost sat down on the steps. But even so, with the last spirit, I read and wrote a note with the address of the Church of the Sage written on it, and added a note to send it to the must-reward, and then stuffed it into the chocolate cat under the claws.
"If you really want to run around, you must remember to take this paper with you. In this way, even if you get lost, others can send you back."
After speaking, he forced a smile to his cat, and then fell back, but before the back of his head touched the steps, the whole person turned into a shadow and disappeared.
"Meow~"
The cat took a lonely look at the place where Jenkins disappeared, then lowered its head and sniffed the note left by Jenkins. It meowed again, and a black hand stretched out from the shadows and threw the note into the shadow world. The cat gracefully jumped down the stairs to the window in the stairwell, and then looked at the dark Nolan outside.