[Congratulations to the player for completing the dating journey with the second character.
Points for this appointment: 47 points.]
[The task will be settled below.]
[The number of dungeon points for this time: 300. Team size: 5 people.]
[The first player gets points: 23. The second player gets points: 4. The third player gets points...]
Kou Dong heard his points. The number of people in the Nuomian dungeon was already small, and there were not many left in the end, so he gained 174 achievement points. Listening to the continuous jingling sound when the contribution points are credited, Kou Dong even felt a sense of trance.
That feeling, just like a penniless person who bought a lottery ticket and won a billion-dollar jackpot, is not very real.
The prompt sounded for a while, and when it finally stopped, the value changed to 221.
Damn, I'm rich...
Kou Dong almost cried with joy.
It's really not a good feeling to be empty-handed and penniless.
He said excitedly to Ye Yanzhi: "Baby, Dad is rich! Dad will buy you a car, buy a house, and save some money for you to marry a wife..."
Ye Yanzhi poured cold water on him without raising his eyes, "This amount is only enough for you to draw two cards."
Buying a car or a house is purely a dream.
Kou Dong: "..."
Yes.
He suddenly realized that his income could not keep up with the rate of inflation... This is really a desperate reality.
A brand new icon on the left has been beating and shining brightly. Kou Dong clicked on it and found that it was an invitation from Song Hong to form a team. The next dungeon he wants to enter is still a team dungeon, and the dungeon name only has two simple words: Caisheng.
Kou Dong also has a good impression of him. In the dungeon of the mermaid, the other party opened the door. He could have left him and fled with his companions, but in the end he chose to turn back.
Only after going through the critical period, do I know how valuable these favors are.
It is something that can shine in the game.
Kou Dong replied, "Yes. When?"
Song Hong seemed to be staying in the game all the time, but replied immediately after two seconds: "Two days later."
two days...
Kou Dong was thoughtful.
The gap between dungeons and dungeons is only seven days at most, this is the rule the system told him. Otherwise, after seven days, consciousness will be directly wiped out.
Since Song Hong said it was two days, he probably just came out of the last dungeon not long ago.
He replied: "Okay."
Song Hong's reply came immediately.
"That's good. I'll send you an invitation in two days. You should think about the title of this dungeon first."
Kou Dong had always randomly selected dungeons to enter before, but the Foresight Card directly bound him to the Nuomian dungeon. This was the first time he knew the title before entering the official plot.
He looked at the word Caisheng again and again, and asked Ye Yanzhi, "What do these two words mean?"
Ye Yanzhi frowned and said, "I can't be sure."
He simply explained: "This word has three meanings. One is picking raw materials to treat diseases. It is said that it originated in the Tang and Song Dynasties. The body parts of living people were collected and eaten by people suffering from the same parts of the disease to treat diseases."
"Second, it is harvesting and damage. The living person needs to be emptied, and the remaining skin and face are painted with oil paint, and ghosts are used for people to drive. It is prevalent in the land of South Vietnam."
Both of these are not good guesses, Kou Dong thought about it, and felt a little disgusted.
"What about the third one?"
"The third kind is the most gentle," Ye Yanzhi said after a pause, "It is to bring a person in front of the newborn, so that he will be the first thing the newborn sees, and he will grow up like this person in the future." .”
"It's just that, according to the attribute of the copy, the third possibility is very small."
Kou Dong nodded, agreeing with this sentence. He had heard of this custom, and it was more like a beautiful wish, not very close to the dark and extreme style of the game.
From this point of view, it is more likely to be the first two.
"I just don't know, is the third kind of harvesting accurate?"
Ye Yanzhi: "It's just a folklore."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the young man's eyes secretly poking at his face, and he muttered softly while looking at him: "It's not like..."
Ye Yanzhi: "..."
If it's true, something went wrong.
It is true that he begs for compromise and called him father, but it does not mean that he can really accept Kou Dong as his father...
During the two days of preparation, Kou Dong was not idle, and exchanged two items with 180 points in the exchange pool. One is a rough ball of thread, upon closer inspection, there are sporadic red stains on it, like dried blood.
[Prop name: Ariadne's Ball of Thread.
Function of props: It can accurately guide you to find the location of the npc you are looking for.
Restrictions on props: It is necessary to know the appearance and name of the npc clearly, and it is impossible to find an unfamiliar npc.
How to use: Please read out the name of the npc while throwing the ball of thread.
Use time limit: 3 times.]
The other is an old phone that has long been eliminated by the times. It is covered with thin cracks, as if scratched by a key. The first time he saw it, Kou Dong even wondered if it could really be turned on. He pressed the power button for a long time, and finally saw the light on the screen. It's just that maybe it's because I didn't enter the dungeon, and now the phone is blank, not even a single function.
[Prop name: Almighty address book.
Props function: help you to contact any player in the same instance, and the scope of use is not limited.
How to use: Please add a note for the player you want to contact. After that, you can use the mobile phone function to send and receive information with the relevant comment players.
Use time limit: can only be used in one copy.]
Kou Dong: "..."
"Wow," he sighed to his cub, "It's amazing, you can still find such an old prop in this era."
This made him wonder if the system was actually a scrap collector.
Ye Yanzhi: "..."
Two days later, Kou Dong was crouching on the bed with his cubs when he saw a new prompt popped up by the system.
[Your friend invited you to join his team, do you want to join? A, yes B, no]
Kou Dong put his hand on the yes option. Ye Yanzhi poked his head out of his collar and grabbed a thread on the clothes.
The familiar darkness invaded, and the feet fluttered and flickered, and the ground could not be stepped on, and it took a few minutes to land on the ground.
The cold electronic voice of the system announced the rules for him.
[The real identity of the player in the real world cannot be revealed during the team task; the word "game" or any game name cannot be mentioned; software, APP, website and related applications in reality cannot be mentioned; after the dungeon is over, it will be distributed according to the player's contribution value points.]
[The number of dungeon points for this time: 300. Number of participants in the team: 12 people.]
[Please pay attention to players, the dungeon is about to open.]
The eyes flashed on and off, and Kou Dong smelled an indescribable smell, like some kind of meat had been rotten and started to stink.
The colorless floor was shaking, and the dirty ceiling was also shaking. Kou Dong tried to blink twice, only to realize that he was actually in a moving carriage.
The curtains of the carriage were tightly pressed, and the actual space was not that big. Kou Dong glanced over and thought it was only three or four square meters.
But in such a narrow and narrow place, it seems that there are a lot of things stuffed in it. Because the light is too dark, it looks like a gray area, and it is impossible to distinguish the specific appearance.
Kou Dong only thought these were fabrics and turned his head away.
Until he heard a hoarse and low sigh among these voices.
"Ugh… "
Someone made a short muffled sound in his ear.
This sudden sound almost scared Kou Dong into a cold sweat.
He turned his eyes, only to find that beside him was not some piled fabric, but a person.
It's just that the man was small and thin, and he was curled up and wrapped himself in a dirty cotton jacket, so he wasn't very conspicuous. If he hadn't seen his straight eyes, Kou Dong couldn't even believe that this was a person.
He was more like a taciturn shadow, not even breathing lightly.
"..."
Kou Dong subconsciously touched his shoulder, but found nothing. Ye Yanzhi sat in his arms at some point, raised his head, and stared at him without blinking, his expression full of wonder.
Kou Dong was confused by his eyes, and whispered what was wrong with his lips.
Before the villain could answer, the carriage stopped.
A rough hand lifted the curtain, and said hoarsely, "Get out of the car."
Many short figures stood up from the shadows in the car one after another.
Kou Dong was startled, and didn't realize until he saw their figures that such a small car was packed with a lot of people—
No, to be precise, a lot of children were stuffed!
Those children wore rags and got out of the car one by one with no expression on their faces. The person who lifted the curtain stood by the door, urging: "Hurry up, hurry up."
Kou Dong was still a little dazed, but saw the man raised his eyes and looked at him impatiently.
"Why don't you come down?"
he said gruffly.
"court death?"
"..."
Kou Dong didn't want to confront him hard, so he finally stood up and walked towards the car door.
At this stop, he vaguely felt that something was not quite right.
— He is too far from the roof of the car.
You don't even have to stoop in low cars.
Kou Dong was startled in his heart, suddenly lowered his head, and finally realized what was wrong—his hands protruding from the cuffs were extremely small, with tender fingers.
Looking at the figure, it is also low, not like an adult at all.
It's like...
It's the same as these children, like a five or six-year-old child.
This discovery made Kou Dong faintly feel a little uncomfortable. He jumped out of the car without saying a word, and stood silently among the children. The children bowed their heads and said nothing, their eyes were numb, and they didn't even glance at him.
Suddenly, a hand forcibly lifted Kou Dong's chin. It was the man who lifted the curtain.
He had a pair of triangular eyes, and he looked fierce. He looked Kou Dong up and down, and seemed satisfied, "This is a good guy."
Kou Dong only felt that the place he touched was cold and cold, and he was sore from scratching the calluses on his hands.
At this moment, another group of people came in. It turned out that there was not only one carriage full of children. There were about seventy or eighty children standing here, and not a single one made a sound, and could hardly even hear their breathing.
Kou Dong guessed that Song Hong and the others were also among the crowd, but he didn't know their childhood appearance, so he searched left and right and found nothing.
After a while, a louder voice finally came. Triangle Eyes dragged the last child out of the car. The boy was chubby, with four fleshy sockets on each hand, and looked like a child from a wealthy family.
He firmly grasped the shaft of the car and did not let go, crying louder and louder, mixed with intermittent sobs, as if he was frightened.
"Why are you crying!" Triangle Eyes scolded him sharply, "Come down quickly, if you don't come down, you'll have something to eat!"
This sentence is not at all like a joke.
In the wind, only intermittent voices could be heard from the boy's crying voice.
"It's not like this! I, I didn't know it was like this..."
Kou Dong's heart skipped a beat, his eyes fixed on the boy.
Ye Yanzhi also saw the way, and said softly, "He should be too."
He paused, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.
"I'm afraid that after coming in, I was scared out of my wits."
It's more like a rich second generation trying to seek excitement in the game. In reality, he is used to spending time and wine looking for excitement, and even stretched his hand into the game.
Kou Dong was not impressed by his tone, and taught, "Young boy, we can't think like that."
He understood very well, "At first I thought I was entering a love game, but when I entered, it turned out to be such a ghost scene, anyone would be frightened."
The sweet little brother suddenly turned into a horror game NPC or something...
Ye Yanzhi tightened his collar, didn't speak, only let out a soft sneer from his throat.
Kou Dong also faintly felt weird, and said in a low voice, "It's just that he wasn't scared like this from the beginning, right?"
"..."
Soon, Kou Dong understood the reason why he was frightened.
After that, someone took down a large wooden cage from the car that the boy got off, which was half the height of a person.
And in the cage—
His eyes froze suddenly.
In the cage, there is a snake that is winding and circling.
If it were an ordinary snake, it wouldn't be so surprising.
But what came out of that snake was clearly a human head! He only has a head and a small part of his upper body exposed, which are closely connected with the golden python body behind him. He has neither hands nor feet, only the human head and snake body, as if he was smashed into pieces by someone. Reassembled, tightly connected in an uncomfortable way.
The strange and shocking scene made Kou Dong speechless for a moment.
He has seen many monsters. In the copy of the mermaid, he saw many strange-shaped experimental subjects.
But he had never felt so oppressed by one before, as if there was a big stone on his chest, making him unable to breathe—even unwilling to look at it.
The cage was placed on the ground, and the boy's cries became louder.
He suddenly seemed to explode, and shouted: "My father is the director! My father is the director! You release me quickly, do you know who he is—"
Kou Dong frowned suddenly, realizing that something was wrong.
The system once said that the real identity in reality must never be revealed. But looking at his posture, it seems that he can blurt out his father's name immediately...
He made a decisive decision, suddenly let out a cry of pain, staggered backwards, and fell to the ground.
The children beside him were densely packed, and when he was caught off guard, several of them staggered and almost fell down. The movement was not small, and the triangular eyes looked over at once, and the mind that had been staring at the boy was taken away a bit, "What's the matter?"
Kou Dong said it was okay, "Suddenly felt dizzy."
He supported his head.
The triangular eyes looked a bit disdainful, said "exquisite", and then turned back. Fortunately, after such an interruption, the boy forgot to say what was on his lips just now, and just choked up a few more times in a daze.
"Is everything here?"
The triangular eyes pointed at the human being escorting the carriage.
The escort replied in a rough voice, "It's all set."
"It's fine when it's ready," Triangle Eyes said in a deep voice, "Then let's go."
About eleven or twelve young and middle-aged men escorted the group of children and walked towards the other side of the road. There were a few low courtyards, dusty, hidden in the bushes, not very conspicuous.
Someone opened the courtyard door and drove them in like cattle.
"Live separately," he said in a deep voice, "fifteen in each yard."
Kou Dong mixed in the crowd, still guessing where Song Hong had gone, but felt someone gently tugging on his sleeve. When he looked over, the child's eyebrows were straighter than the others, and he nodded slightly at him.
Kou Dong had a clue in his heart, knowing that this was Song Hong, so he moved closer to him unobtrusively.
They entered the third courtyard together.
Behind the yard is a low house with a few moldy old cotton wool covers piled up in the corner. Fifteen children entered here, almost filling the place to the brim. Kou Dong and Song Hong shrank back as much as possible, and found a clean place to sit in the corner with difficulty.
A ragged man strode in at the door, holding a pot in his hand, and touched the children one by one. Some children silently threw a few coins in their pockets, and he shook the pot with a somewhat satisfied expression; some were just silent, but couldn't take out a penny, and the men frowned tightly and sullenly. Point to him, "You, remember."
On the other hand, his hand was still flipping through the children's pockets to make sure they didn't hide them privately.
Song Hong looked faintly worried, and asked in a low voice, "Do you have any money?"
Kou Dong looked at those coins carefully, and found that they were not the ones he recognized, nor were they used by any dynasty in his memory, but they seemed to be a fictional era.
He shook his head and answered in a low voice, "No."
"Then what should we do?" Song Hong said, "He's almost here..."
Soon, the man had almost finished searching over a dozen children in a room, and immediately walked towards Kou Dong and Song Hong, shaking the jar in his hand.
"Where's your money?"
Kou Dong replied: "Uncle, today is our first day... still no money."
"first day?"
The man's eyes searched up and down, and finally fixed on Song Hong's barely passable coat, and he couldn't help but take it off Song Hong's body, "If you don't have money, take this first, remember, this is the only time !"
He smiled darkly.
"Next time, you'll just smoke the wooden man—understood?"
Kou Dong paused in his heart, unable to understand this sentence. He looked to the right, only to find that Song Hong's face was instantly pale, and even the villain's expression didn't look very good.
"Wrong," Ye Yanzhi said in a low voice, "From this point of view, Cai Sheng does not mean any of the three we imagined, but it should mean Cai Sheng, Folding and Cutting."
Song Hong also sighed deeply.
"If it's as I imagined..."
He stared at these demented children.
"Then this dungeon, I'm afraid it won't be easy."
The author has something to say:
Ye Yanzhi: (Looking at Kou Dong as a child with wrong eyes) Good looking.
NPCs: Looks good.
Kou Dong: ...
Who wants you to feel good-looking!