The first day in the sandbox world was hurriedly spent exploring temples and cities.
The huge simulated sun in the sky is gradually approaching the horizon, and the brilliant rays cast the silhouette of the desert city-state Nim Sandro on the ground. Gawain came to a high platform near the temple, overlooking the deserted city condescendingly. , The long-abandoned city seems to be lost in thought.
The sound of footsteps came from behind, Gao Wen turned his head and saw Selena had come to his side.
"Tonight we will rest in an empty house near the temple," Selina said, "Do you think it's okay?"
"There's nothing wrong with it," Gao Wen said casually, "You guys understand the environment here, and you can arrange it yourself."
Selena opened her mouth, seemingly hesitant, and said after a few seconds: "Have you thought about how to deal with the upper-level narrator? For example...how to lure him out."
This is not only her question, but also something Yuri and Magnum want to ask but are afraid to ask.
So far, the upper-level narrator is still an invisible and intangible thing in their eyes. He exists, and his power and influence can be seen everywhere in the No. 1 sandbox. However, he has no entity exposed to everyone. Celine Na couldn't think of how to fight against such an enemy, and the wanderer outside the territory...
She, Yuri, and Magnum observed the whole day, and did not see any active measures taken by the extraterrestrial rogues to search for or fight against the upper-level narrators. Just like them, Gawain was doing some investigations and collections throughout the day. Intelligence work, which made them a little suspicious
Can these things they are doing really be used against that invisible "god"
In the light of the sun that was gradually sinking, Gawain glanced at Selena and smiled: "I know what you are worried about.
“Frankly, having a faceless god hiding in such a vast sandbox world is a tricky situation for me, with no way to start, no way to start.
"So I'm waiting, waiting for the 'Upper Narrator' to show up."
"Wait for him to take the initiative to show up?" Selina opened her eyes slightly, "Do you think the upper-level narrator will take the initiative?"
"Yes, this is the opportunity he has been waiting for for a long time," Gawain said quite firmly, "We are the last springboard for him to get out of trouble, and our exploration of sandbox No. 1 is also the best opportunity he can seize. Considering this, the intrusion of us "uninvited guests" must have attracted His attention. According to what happened to the last batch of exploration teams, that god does not welcome outsiders very much. He will at least make some kind of response as long as it responds Now, we will have the opportunity to grasp the real power and find out its clues."
"Attack..." Selena whispered, looking at the huge sun that had sunk to the horizon, "It's getting dark."
"Yeah, it's getting dark. The previous exploration team encountered mental backlash after dark," Gao Wen nodded. "In the sandbox world, 'night' is a very special concept. It seems that as long as night falls, There will be many changes in this world, we have already explored Nim Sandro in the daytime, and next, maybe we can look forward to what it looks like at night."
As Gao Wen said, he walked towards the edge of the high platform and was about to return to the temporary station, but suddenly Selina's voice came from behind him: "Have you not considered the authenticity of the words at the entrance of the temple and on the pulpit?" ?”
"The god is dead?" Gawain stopped on the edge of the platform and shook his head slightly, "I don't believe it."
Night fell at last.
The moonless night sky enveloped the desert city-state of Nim Sandro, and strange stars twinkled in the sky. In an abandoned house near the temple, Selina summoned her lantern and gave the house to whoever it belonged to. Brings bright and warm lights.
The house has been cleaned up, and Yuri waved his hand at the long table in the center of the main room, and he created a sumptuous banquet out of thin air. All kinds of barbecues were evenly coated with sauces, and they were attractive. Desserts and vegetables are dotted around the main course, with bright colors and delicious looks, and there are transparent wine glasses, candlesticks and other things on the table, embellishing the feast.
"Enjoying delicious food and exploring the city-state are not in conflict." Yuri sat down at the long table with a polite smile, looking extremely graceful, "Although they are all manufactured dream products, this place itself is a dream world. Enjoy it."
"It's so boring, we don't need to eat or drink here," Magnum mocked casually, "Should I say that you really deserve to be born in a noble family? To create some illusions in this ghostly place to deceive yourself is to put on Typhon's 702 Su Tim Wine and Silver Candlesticks”
While talking, the short red-haired, short-sleeping archbishop sat at the long table and cut a piece of barbecue for himself: "...it's quite delicious."
Selena looked at the two people at the long table, and couldn't help but frowned slightly and reminded: "It's still night in the sandbox world, and this world is not very safe after nightfall."
"Of course, so I'm waiting for the damned upper-level narrator to come to the door," Magnum's loud voice rang out from the long table, "only creating vague dreams and illusions, and still in the temple Leaving some words of 'the god is dead' to scare people, now I am curious what he will do next, can't he just knock on the door?"
As soon as Magnum's loud voice finished, the residential house that served as a temporary foothold suddenly fell silent.
"Tuk Tuk Tuk"
A rhythmic knock on the door reached everyone's ears.
In this empty world, in this empty city-state, in this silent night
There was a knock on the door.
With half a piece of barbecue stuck in his mouth, Magnum glared and swallowed hard after two seconds: "...Damn... I'm just talking..."
At the same time, the gentle knock on the door was still ringing out one after another, as if the person knocking outside had great patience.
The eyes of Yuri and Selena fell on Magnum at the same time. The red-haired archbishop stared at him, and finally waved his hand vigorously: "Okay, I'll drive..."
Gao Wen stood up one step earlier: "I'll go."
While talking, he came to the door made of unknown wood, and at the same time separated a ray of spirit to perceive the things outside the door.
There was a human breath outside the door, but it seemed to be just a human being.
Gawain put his hand on the doorknob, and at the same time, the steady knock on the door stopped, as if the outside visitors expected someone to open the door, and began to wait patiently.
As the door hinge squeaked to break the silence under the night, Gawain pushed open the door, and he saw an old man in a shabby gray-white robe standing outside the door.
The other party was tall, with white beard and hair, and the wrinkles on his face showed the traces left by the ruthless years. He was wearing a robe that had passed for an unknown number of years. Some decorations could still be vaguely seen, and the old man was holding a simple paper lantern. The light of the lantern illuminated a small area around him. In the hazy light produced by the simple lantern, Gawain saw Another figure appeared behind the old man.
It was a young girl in an old white dress with long white hair that almost reached her ankles. She stood barefoot behind the old man and looked down at her toes. Therefore, Gawain couldn't see her face clearly, but could only roughly judge her appearance. Young, thin, and handsome.
An old man and a young girl visit late at night with battered paper lanterns, seemingly harmless.
But in this No. 1 sandbox, in this already empty world, their existence itself is a kind of weirdness! !
Gao Wen didn't relax his vigilance because of the harmlessness of humans and animals on the surface of the visitor. He already assumed that the other party was some kind of temptation from the "upper narrator". It's late, what's the matter?"
"It's been a long time since there were lights in this city," the old man said, with a gentle expression on his face and a very kind tone. "We were very surprised when we saw the lights in the distance, so we came to check the situation."
So natural, such a normal way of speaking.
However, the more normal he behaved, the weirder Gao Wen felt.
Footsteps came from behind, and Selena came to Gao Wen's side.
She glanced at the old man and the girl at the door, nodded slightly, and her tone was also very natural: "Are you a guest?"
"I'm sorry to disturb you at night," the old man said, "Can we go in and have a rest? It's not easy to see lights in this city again."
It is undoubtedly a very risky behavior to receive visitors on a night when no visitors should be there.
However, Gao Wen suddenly smiled after looking up and down at the two people at the door, and said generously: "Of course the desert area is very cold at night, so come in and warm up."
Selena looked at this scene with a slightly weird expression, and some strange associations inexplicably arose in her heart:
The upper-level narrator knocked on the explorer's door, and the extraterrestrial wanderer pushed the door out, warmly welcoming the former as a guest. Then, things got interesting.
Of course, she didn't have any evidence to prove that the ordinary-looking old man and girl in front of her were the incarnations of the upper-class narrators, but since they appeared under such strange circumstances... even if they were not "incarnations", they obviously couldn't be normal people.
In the abandoned dwelling, the warm lights illuminate the room, the long table is filled with mouth-watering food, the fragrance of wine wafts in the air, and the guests who come from the cold night are ushered to the table .
Yuri and Magnum looked at the stranger in front of them with curiosity and alertness. The old man smiled back gently, while the white-haired girl in a white dress just sat quietly, staring down at his own face. On tiptoe, it seems that he is deaf to what is happening around him, and he seems afraid to communicate with the strangers around him.
"My name is Duwart," the old man in shabby clothes didn't show any abnormality, he just sat down politely at the long table and said with a smile, "I'm a priest who is still walking in the world , huh... probably the last one."
priest…
Gao Wen caught the word, but didn't express anything.
The old man who called himself Duwart then pointed to the girl next to him, and continued, "Her name is Naritel."
He only introduced the girl's name, and then there was no more to say. He didn't introduce the other party's identity and the relationship between the two as Gao Wen thought.
It was Yuri who was on the side who took the initiative to speak: "Naritel... a nice name, is it your granddaughter?"
"No, I just happened to be traveling together," the old man shook his head, "In today's world, it is not easy to find a companion."
The girl named Naritel looked up cautiously, pointed at herself, and said softly, "Naritel."
This seems to be an introduction of myself.
Magnum pouted, but said nothing.
"We are a group of explorers, and we are curious about this city," Gao Wen saw the two "people" who came out of the deserted night and introduced themselves so normally. He didn't know what they had. He didn't take the initiative to make trouble when he planned, but introduced himself with a smile, "You can call me Gawain, Gawain Cecil. This is Selina Gerfen, and the one next to me It's Mister Yuri Chalevin, and this one, Mister Magnum Kerabol."
"It feels so good to see the traveler appearing here again," Duarte said in a gentle tone, and glanced at the sumptuous food on the long table next to him, "Ah... what a sumptuous dinner."
"You can eat something together," Yuri said politely. "Sharing food is a virtue."
"The food is really good," Magnum continued, sniffling vigorously. "Alas... unfortunately, it would be better without the stench everywhere."
The entire Nim Drow and the surrounding areas that have been proven are filled with a weird rancid smell, and this spreading smell has obviously affected the mood of the archbishop.
Hearing Magnum's complaint, the old man Duvalt showed a gentle smile: "Is the rancid smell...it's normal too."
Gao Wen immediately frowned, and subconsciously asked, "Why is it normal?"
"The god is dead," the old man said in a low voice, putting his hands on his chest, with the palms facing down, his tone getting lower and lower, "Now... He is finally beginning to rot."
(Mom!!!)