Stimulated by the pain, Claude seemed calmer than usual, and he directly rejected Kidd's proposal.
"I'm in just the right condition now. The dirty words of those beasts have dropped to a level that I can tolerate. If the pain gets worse, I might lose control. By then, old Nigelman alone won't be able to calm these beasts."
As Claude spoke, his body and limbs kept rubbing against the table. It was obvious that he was pursuing that kind of pain and excitement.
Kidd nodded. Anyone who could fight against desire was worthy of respect. "I see. You've felt it again. Do you think it can fulfill your wish?"
"There is a certain probability. If possible, I hope you can help me. As for the reward..."
As Claude spoke, he looked at old Nigelman. Feeling his master's gaze, old Nigelman jumped onto him, then curled up into a ball and squeezed into the layers of flesh, with his two front paws still hooked on the remaining clothes of Claude.
"I understand." Claude touched old Nigelman with a sigh. He originally wanted to give the cat to Kidd. His sixth sense told him that after changing the owner, old Nigelman would most likely be able to escape from his current predicament. Unfortunately, it didn't want to do that.
Claude continued to think, what could he offer? He couldn't let others take risks and help him for nothing.
First of all, eliminate the power. The power in his body is not a good thing. It will be a big trouble if you get involved with it. It is better not to throw it to others and cause trouble.
Secondly, excluding knowledge, after so much time had passed, the only knowledge he remembered was related to the sacrifices of the Draper family. The effects of the sacrifices were quite good, as they could prolong life and gain power, but the best result was to become what he is now.
Finally, old Nigelman was excluded. It didn't want to, and Claude respected its idea. At least they would have a companion if they died together.
In the end, Claude found that he had nothing to give to Kidd.
Seeing that Claude hadn't spoken for several minutes, Kidd almost understood his situation. He was a poor man who had just recovered a little bit of his emotions, and it was very likely that he would not be able to offer any reward.
However, Kidd's help to him was not completely in vain. Claude is now also a boss of a side quest, and there will definitely be some gains in main god points after defeating him. The score will also be added when the world quest is concluded.
Just as Kidd was about to do a good deed, Claude suddenly raised his head.
"I remember that there is a treasure left in this castle."
Kidd touched his nose awkwardly. The treasures here were probably gems, gold and the like, but those things were completely useless to him. In the main god space, he could easily get a lot of them with good popularity and luck.
Looking at Kidd's expression, Claude guessed what he was thinking, but the treasures he mentioned were not what Kidd had in mind.
"Don't get me wrong. That thing is actually a relic. It was carried by an archaeologist I invited. He should have been the last one to sacrifice because of that thing. And when I first became like this and still had some memories, I remember that I hated that thing."
"How should I put it... It's just a pile of shit! A pile of stinking shit." Claude showed a disgusted expression on his face, "But I'm not a good person now. The things I hate may be useful."
Now Kidd was a little interested. Shit-like equipment? Is there really such a thing
"It's over there by the window of your room. Old Nigelman thought that piece of shit could help me for a while, so he often dangled it around me. Later, when he found out it didn't work, he abandoned it over there. You can look for it carefully."
Claude thought about it and said.
Before Kidd could ask what the shit looked like, Claude rubbed his body harder and became a little agitated.
"Okay, I've talked too much, you should get out first, they are coming."
As soon as he finished speaking, Kidd returned to the room.
Although it seemed that the conversation ended a bit hastily, Kidd still walked to the window as soon as possible and carefully checked the area inside, not leaving out any speck of dust.
But there was still nothing. It seemed that if Claude's memory was correct, the thing he was talking about should be on the wall outside the window.
After taking a look outside the dark room, Kidd very rationally threw the treasure aside. He couldn't possibly rush out in the middle of the night just for an uncertain treasure.
Squeak!
The mouse's cry sounded like an alarm clock.
Kidd calmly held the door with one hand. You didn't really think he had been resting the whole day, did you? That was impossible.
In addition to resting, Kidd also reinforced the door in front of him with steel. It was so thick that even if a mouse had good teeth, it would take some effort to break in.
After discovering that the gate could not be attacked, the rats began to think of ways with their almost non-existent brains, and the final solution was to break through the stone wall.
Now I have really become a rat in the wall.
But this method is really good. No matter how much Kidd reinforces it, he can't reinforce the whole room. Besides, the materials of the surrounding stone walls have been used for too long. The rats have good teeth. If they keep gnawing, they will probably get in in an hour or so.
Kidd was also prepared for the rats to come in. The equipment on his body, the tonics in the space, and the constant light of the flashlight, all combined, would definitely be enough to last him through the night.
At this moment, old Nigelman jumped out of the book, and under Kidd's gaze, he walked towards the stone wall with a step that was as ruthless as if he didn't recognize any relatives.
He tapped the wall twice with his claws, and after making sure that there were rats inside, old Nigelman took a deep breath.
Meow!!!
The cat's cry expressed the tiger's might, the lion's dominance, and the dinosaur's unstoppable power.
The rats in the wall were just like yesterday, they were quiet at first, and then they all ran away.
A few of them were so panicked that they bit open the stone wall and fell in. Then, under the gaze of old Nigelman, they hid in the corner of the room, and the white spots on their bodies squirmed as they trembled.
Kidd shrank nervously to the other side. He had seen the horror of those white flesh bodies, so it was best not to provoke them if possible.
While dodging, Kidd also threw a piece of wood over to see if he could get the mice that came in to take a bite of it, and record it as data.
Under the intimidation of old Nigelman, everything went extremely smoothly. No one knew what kind of cat Old Nigelman was, but he was so powerful. He was completely unlike some modern cats that are chased around by mice.
A few hours later, just before dawn, old Nigelman, as if sensing something, returned to the book first. Then, after the sun rose above the horizon, the mouse in front of Kidd seemed to be in extremely high temperature and slowly evaporated.
It was as if the sun's antivirus function was amplified hundreds of thousands of times. Seeing this scene, Kidd couldn't help but look at his own skin. There are many bacteria growing on the surface of a normal person's skin. If the sun's lethality was multiplied indiscriminately, he would probably get a skin disease soon.
After picking up the wood in the corner and putting it back on the table, Kidd first checked the outer wall of the window and found something.
It was a silver badge-like object with exquisite patterns carved on it. On the outside of the pattern was a pattern similar to a five-pointed star. In the middle of the pattern, there seemed to be a carving like an eye.
He sent an appraisal up, and to Kidd's surprise, his most basic level of appraisal skills was able to obtain all the information about the thing.
Silver old seal
Special Items
Description: A badge that can make certain entities take a detour, and also has a certain probability of preventing the other party from attacking you. This is the same reason why humans don't want to touch shit, even if the shit is made of silver.
"With crowbars and friends, I will be crowned a legendary investigator!" - A deceased investigator
Kidd suddenly complained without knowing where to start. After all this time, the treasure Claude was talking about was just a piece of shit in his eyes. But in a sense, it was true. As long as it could help save lives, it was a treasure.
Silently putting the badge back in his arms, Kidd returned to the house and checked the rat tooth marks recorded yesterday and today. The depth and shallowness were almost the same. As soon as the result came out, Kidd reacted.
They did not go hunting again yesterday, so if they really wanted to compare, they should compare it with the day before yesterday. Unfortunately, he did not have the materials from the day before yesterday.
Well, this is the standard waste of time.
During the day on the fifth day, this strange town was very quiet. All the ghosts wandering on the streets disappeared. It was unknown whether it was because the scorching sun had arrived and they had gone to other places to escape the heat.
But, no matter what, this is great news for Busujima Saeko and Kidd.
With the help of Busujima Saeko, Kidd installed time-detonated explosives in more than ten places throughout the castle, but the timers on the explosives have not been set yet.
If these explosives exploded together, as long as the castle itself did not have any special protective forces, it would be 100% certain to be blown down. And according to calculations, the largest hole created would be just enough to allow sunlight to shine directly into the cellar.
After completing this, Kidd looked at the big sun above his head and suddenly felt confused.
The first two days after entering this world were fine. It seemed like a normal weird world, not much different from what he had encountered before. But why did it feel more and more wrong as time went on? What about the weirdness of this world? They had only encountered a few of the hundreds of weirdnesses recorded in the Book of Mysteries.
Not to mention anything else, Busujima Saeko goes back and forth between the two sides every day, but she hasn't even seen a cute slit-mouthed woman. This is a bit unreasonable.
However, this is the fact, and Kidd can only think that his unique luck was neutralized by his teammates. Perhaps this is the mission world experienced by most people.
He thought so, but Kidd was also slightly cautious in his heart, fearing that now was just the calm before the storm. If a big one came on the last day, that would be quite ridiculous.
Unfortunately and fortunately, until the last day, when the mission was about to end, Kidd's caution was of no use.
The world has really become normal, except for the fact that there are no living people.
According to Busujima Saeko, as time went by, Kayako no longer had the strength to blow the cold wind, and every night, the haunted house became just like an ordinary house.
The same went for Sadako. She hadn't received any calls from her in the last few days. Worried that she had encountered some trap, Busujima Saeko went to the second floor and found that the cabinet was also empty and the sister ghosts were gone.
Kidd's experience is somewhat similar to that of Busujima Saeko. Although Claude still looks for him to chat every day, Kidd can tell from his words and expression that Claude seems to no longer be anxious and only looks for him to chat.
The librarian also lowered his hood and paced slowly throughout the library with a very calm expression. The usually crowded library became empty.
Kidd even mustered up the courage to ask the administrator, but under the administrator's stiff smile, without saying a few words, Kidd ran out quickly, but still didn't understand what the problem was.
"Have you checked all the bombs?" Busujima Saeko asked Kidd who was sitting at the gate.
Kidd nodded.
"That's good, it's almost over, we can go back, be happy." Busujima Saeko pushed Kid.
"I'm quite happy, but I can't understand what the key point is that made it so easy this time?" Kidd had a dazed look on his face when he spoke. He felt that the hard work he put in the first three missions was inexplicably not worth it.
Moreover, he had a premonition that he might encounter such a world again in the future. If he could figure out where the turning point was, it would be so easy and completing the mission would be like a vacation.
Busujima Saeko patted Kid's shoulder and said, "Don't think too much. Everyone has a lot of things they want to know but don't know, but life still has to go on."
Busujima Saeko is also an experienced person in this regard. At the beginning, she was wondering every day why a biochemical crisis suddenly appeared in her world, and suddenly there was no one left. Later, after a long time, she gradually became more open-minded.
"Yeah, I don't want to think too much about it." Kidd shook his head, sorted out his thoughts, and pressed the timer in his hand.
The time detonators on the explosives in the entire castle all lit up and were set to explode in three minutes.
After Kidd and Busujima Saeko left through the passage of the main god space, the sun in the sky seemed to fall suddenly and fell to the ground in a trance.
Along with it, there was also a voice saying, "Amitabha~"