Five hundred years, the world has changed dramatically.
Wen Shi often cursed games, but in an instant, four words flashed through his mind like thunder: This is not the crime.
Song Yan was just wondering why Yu Xingzhou praised Lei for his skill and whether there was any special meaning behind it when Yu Xingzhou glanced at Wen Shi and said, "He has a strong willpower, don't worry."
This will is almost to the point of being insane.
Everyone turned around and went back to the inn. Song Yan's question about the thunder was destined to remain unanswered.
When going upstairs, Yu Xingzhou deliberately slowed down his pace for a moment and waited until everyone else had gone up before he went upstairs.
Wen Shi glanced back and saw the other party pull out a pair of black gloves. The surface of the gloves was very smooth. Yu Xingzhou lifted his eyelids and saw Wen Shi. Without saying anything, he put on the gloves and continued to walk up the stairs quietly. However, he did not go to the player's residence. Instead, he went to the left corridor where the shadows gathered.
According to the clues from the Sky Tower, it might be better to bring a 'ticket' to the plastic surgery hospital. Wen Shi guessed that he was going to kill someone.
The main quest will not officially start until the evening. There is no benefit in killing each other now, so the last period before darkness falls is the time when everyone is most likely to let down their guard.
It is not difficult to take advantage of the opportunity to attack a shadow of average ability.
Wen Shi thought thoughtfully: "Sometimes difficult tasks still need to be done."
A ticket is enough for Yu Xingzhou to gain an innate advantage before starting the mission.
"...I just don't know how many people can benefit from one ticket."
Song Yan still had the corpse of a shadow guide. A single experience didn't require a ticket, so bringing a fresh corpse with such sincerity was bound to pay off.
Time passed quickly after dark, and around ten fifty, the players and shadows came downstairs one after another.
The smell of blood carried by the wind startled the group of people gathered at the door. They almost thought it was an illusion. How could a bloody incident happen when the mission hadn't even started yet?
Yu Xingzhou and Xiaohua came out one after another. Xiaohua was carrying a heavy sack. "President, wait for me."
By chance, the boy and the girl were also coming downstairs, and the girl followed them: "It's cold at night, you'd better put on your coat."
"Need not."
Girl: "Would you like to drink some hot water before leaving?"
"...unnecessary."
A female player saw this and shook her head: "What's wrong with the men in this world?"
Qian Lai also coughed: "Don't generalize."
More people are concerned about the sack that Xiaohua is carrying - that is the source of the bloody smell.
Looking around, apart from the newcomer, there was only one shadowy male player who had not appeared.
Song Yan was the last to go downstairs, also carrying a corpse. His first words were: "Hurry up and leave... Otherwise, we'll thaw."
He was constantly panting, his newbie's stats, including his stamina, were low. In the night, the frozen corpse's face was covered in frost, its pale, blue face occasionally dripping with a drop of corpse fluid.
According to the rules, the tour guide could only intercept tourists as resources and not other living people. So after throwing Shadow's body to Wen Shi as a warning that morning, she hadn't done anything else. Little did she know what would happen next. Facing a dead face that looked just like her own, the tour guide inevitably felt a sense of humiliation.
Song Yan noticed that the other person's face was not very good, so he quickly praised her to make amends: "When I took her out of the freezer, she was as beautiful as an ice princess."
He wanted to praise the appearance of the corpse, which was also an indirect way of praising the tour guide, but Song Yan had been carrying the corpse while enduring physical discomfort, and his expression was distorted when he said this.
Seeing that the tour guide's face looked worse and worse, Song Yan began to panic and looked at Wen Shi for help.
Wen Shi said calmly, "If she felt insulted by the moving of the corpse, she should also feel praised by its beauty."
Song Yan nodded.
Not wanting to ruin the relationship he had just restored with the tour guide through money, Wen Shi whispered, "She's just being naive."
The little incident of carrying the corpse passed quickly, and everyone was wondering if the corpse would be of any use, and for a while they became even more wary of each other.
The tour guide was more energetic at night. She waved a small flag and said, "I'm glad to see that you all chose to experience the special plastic surgery program. Believe me, you won't be disappointed." Then she glanced at the girl and said, "Non-tour group tourists are not allowed to accompany us."
The young man had already explained this situation to her in advance, but the girl did not resist on the spot because she had other plans.
When we walked out of the alley, a bus was waiting there and the tour guide got on first.
After a few days of riding the bus, the sudden appearance of a special bus was a bit of a turnoff. The air around the bus was filled with the faint smell of disinfectant. The old iron car had pitted and dented sides, and the words "Sunset Red Plastic Surgery Hospital" were half-peeled off.
After they got on the bus one after another, the door of the midnight bus slowly closed.
The bus did not leave the area where the train station was located, but it made many turns and went further and further away.
Wen Shi looked out the window at the night scene, his expression uneasy. The old lady hadn't returned yet. She was very good at keeping herself safe, so it was unlikely she'd gotten into trouble. She should have gone to the plastic surgery hospital in advance to wait and see, to avoid making another trip.
Gradually, the streetlights on either side became scarce, and the bus was practically traversing an eerie darkness. The bus was driving so smoothly, and the lights were off inside, that Wen Shi had the illusion of slowly sinking into darkness.
I don't know how much time passed, but when the driver suddenly braked and fell forward due to inertia, everyone suddenly woke up.
As the most famous hospital in the town, Sunset Red Plastic Surgery Hospital does not look as formal as the newly opened Zuimeili Hospital on Wangjing Street. There is only a tattered iron gate outside and no guard room at the door, so cars can enter and exit freely.
The main building has four floors in total, and the trash cans next to it are filled with blood-stained gauze and other medical waste, giving the entire hospital a feeling of being not very clean.
The tour guide walked in front, and the pungent smell of disinfectant was all around.
There were no street lights outside, but the lights were on inside the hospital. It was the first time that Wen Shi had seen this kind of cold light that was similar to that of an ultraviolet lamp.
A large nurse was standing outside the main building. She sniffed hard, delighted by the smell of blood.
Xiaohua tactfully poured out the body from the sack and pointed at Yu Xingzhou: "This is the gift he brought."
"You go too." Wen Shi said to Song Yan.
Song Yan: "Then boss, you..."
"Don't mind me."
The fat nurse carried the two bodies on one hand, entered the hall, took out a cart, and piled the bodies on it like livestock. Then she glanced at the names on Yu Xingzhou and Song Yan's travel cards and asked them to stop and wait for a moment.
The fat nurse walked into the nurses' station and when she came out, she took out two patient wristbands and handed them to them: "These are wristbands that can only be worn by VIP patients of this hospital."
The tour guide nodded and added, "This bracelet has many uses. For example, you can go to designated areas for eating and going to the bathroom."
No one found it funny. Going to the toilet in a dungeon is definitely a dangerous thing. The example the tour guide gave casually was enough to illustrate the usefulness of the bracelet.
Wen Shi's unrealistic dream of "one ticket for two uses" was shattered. He subconsciously looked at Li Nan, surprised that the other party didn't go to the wild to get a "ticket" in the afternoon.
As a result, at a glance, a bracelet appeared on Li Nan's hand. The most terrifying thing was that he was standing closest to the nurse, but the fat nurse didn't notice anything unusual at all.
"This is Guild Master Li's second skill, copy." Qian Laiye whispered, "Copied objects can confuse the NPC's perception."
The fat nurse gave each person a surgery notice in turn. Everyone's surgery time was different, but they were all concentrated between midnight and one o'clock.
It was 12:10 PM when Wen arrived, and he was told that he needed to go to Operating Room No. 6 to undergo a brain cosmetic surgery. It was said that this surgery could permanently improve human memory by improving the conductivity of neurons.
He focused on the risks of surgery:
1. Intraoperative
Anesthesia accidents (VIP patients have professional anesthesiologists and there are no anesthesia accidents)
Power outage accidents (VIP patients have exclusive access to laminar flow operating rooms and will not experience power outages)
2. Postoperative
If uncontrollable factors occur during the operation and cause the patient's death, it is assumed that the patient agrees to donate his body.
The notice is printed in advance and the patient is required to sign again in the lower right corner.
During this time, the fat nurse kept staring at them, and everyone had no choice but to take turns signing their names using the pen at the nurses' station.
After making sure everyone had signed, the plump nurse said in a muffled voice, "The changing room is at the end of the hallway. There are new hospital gowns inside. Just change and go to your respective operating rooms and wait."
Qian Lai was also in a bad mood: "Sure enough, the rules have targeted me. I'm in operating room number four."
In the game, the difficulty level will increase invisibly when it comes to the number four. Yu Xingzhou and Li Nan are also number four, but they performed operations two operations after him.
Qian Lai also asked Wen Shi: "What about you?"
Wen Shi: "Number six."
"…"People with a guaranteed basic luck value are different.
If everyone was still thinking about how to carry out the hunting plan before coming in, now they are more concerned about how to survive the operation. The system has not issued any special tasks. At present, the only way is to steal the VIP patient's bracelet.
Feeling the eager gazes around him, Song Yan fearfully took a step closer to Wen Shi.
The information on the wristband was written with an oil pen, and the surface was relatively smooth. If it was erased and the name was changed, it should not be discovered, which proves that it can be stolen.
"My kitchen knife hasn't been stained with blood for a long time." Wen Shi cast a warning look at some people who still wanted to squeeze in.
The fat nurse who brought them in gave them some instructions and then walked upstairs with the tour guide.
Since she was already there, the tour guide planned to do some post-surgery maintenance.
It is now 11:35, and the fastest surgery will have to wait until after midnight. Everyone dispersed to look for signboards, looking for information related to the VIP ward.
Wen Shi noticed that many of the shadows who usually liked to be alone were now in groups of two or three tonight. It was obvious that everyone was worried about being killed if they were left alone.
Knowing that someone must be waiting for him, Song Yan didn't dare to run around and stayed by Wen Shi's side.
Another newcomer bug was brave enough to look for the bracelet.
He has no skills and does not have a human body, so Shadow will not gain anything by killing him; secondly, the new human bug can control its own shape and size, making it easier to hide.
Everyone left, leaving only the cold wind blowing through the corridor. Song Yan shrank back, rubbing his hands to keep warm. When he looked down, he saw a large eyeball.
The little octopus's vicious gaze made Song Yan even colder. He swallowed his saliva and tried to change the subject: "Boss, aren't you going to steal the bracelet?"
On the train, Song Yan has always used Wen Shi as a reference to compare the strength of other players. Now he keeps calling him "big boss", which shows his admiration for him.
"No need." Wen Shi patted the top of the little octopus's head soothingly: "When it's time to rely on your parents, rely on them."
It's not a matter of fighting and killing. It's not excessive to rely on the elderly occasionally.
Hearing about the old lady, Song Yan immediately looked around, but didn't see the old lady he had seen on the train. Just as he looked away, there was a movement from the ceiling above his head, and a light bracelet was thrown down.
A crack appeared in the ceiling, and deep eyes stared over: "My dear grandson."
Wen Shi nodded: "Thank you, grandma."
The ceiling closed again, and Song Yan's eyelids jumped violently. How scary!
Wen Shi rubbed the patient's bracelet with his fingertips. He actually thought it was okay to leave the name unchanged. The bracelet worn by the deceased player in the Mirror Room didn't match the name on the travel card. Considering he had an operation later, he finally didn't slack off and obediently changed the lettering.
After getting the bracelet, Wen Shi walked towards the locker room.
When he entered the men's locker room on the left, Li Nan and Yu Xingzhou were changing clothes. Their smooth and tight muscles still looked explosive in the semi-darkness.
The little octopus had grown bigger at some point, and its two tentacles snatched the top hat from Wen Shi's hand and turned it upside down around his eye sockets.
Wen Shi: "…"
They are all men, what are you so fussy about?
The octopus's size continued to grow and it began to drive away visitors.
Yu Xingzhou and Li Nan understood the expulsion behavior, but did not care. After nodding to Wen Shi, they lifted the curtain of the locker room and walked out one after another.
Since the other party didn't speak first, Wen Shi naturally wouldn't rashly ask them which main task they chose.
Faced with the crab-like domineering octopus, Song Yan tactfully retreated to the door and prepared to change his clothes when the temperature rose before coming back.
"Get smaller." Ten seconds later, Wen Shi perfectly covered the shrunken octopus with his top hat and took off his sportswear.
He didn't think anything of it at first, but the little octopus's previous actions inexplicably aroused his sense of privacy, and he would occasionally glance at the top hat to make sure it wasn't peeking.
The hospital gown was of a uniform size, but it was a little too big for Wen Shi, so he had to roll up his sleeves.
There were still thirty-two minutes before the operation began. Wen Shi was considering whether to use this time to explore the most polluted underground area in the little octopus's mouth.
The downside is that time is tight, and you might not be able to get back to the operating room in time. The upside is that midnight is essentially the dividing line between safety and danger in the game, so going now would reduce the risk factor. As a preoperative patient, if you're nervous and wander around or get lost, the excuse sounds more reliable.
He quickly made a decision and prepared to go down.
Wen Shi said to Song Yan who was still waiting outside: "If you want to follow, I'll give you 30 seconds to change clothes."
The latter chose to follow Wen Shi without hesitation.
While Song Yan was changing clothes, Wen Shi walked to the nurses' station. The sign indicated that there were two floors below ground level, but it did not specify what was on each floor.
On the other side, Song Yan changed his clothes as quickly as possible and ran hurriedly from the other end of the aisle. Wen Shi pressed the elevator door button and waited until Wen Shi ran behind him before stepping into the elevator. Song Yan followed him in.
Who knew that at this moment something strange would happen!
The elevator door slammed shut with a bang, startling both people inside and outside. If Song Yan hadn't dodged quickly, his head would have been crushed. He had only taken half a step forward, and out of conditioned reflex, Song Yan's first reaction when the elevator door malfunctioned was to step back.
Only Wen Shi and the little octopus were left in the cabin.
The elevator seemed to be out of order. Instead of moving, it kept shaking. Wen Shi tried pressing the buttons for each floor, but unfortunately, this method of dealing with emergencies in real life was of no use in the game.
Wen Shi frowned: "Is the game deliberately trying to separate me and Song Yan and kill him?"
The numbers indicating the floors kept flashing the same purple light as the corridor, and the system's prompt sounded -
"You noticed the True Spirit, and you broke one of the hidden rules of the game."
After hearing this opening, Wen Shi knew the reason and laughed: "So they want to kill me."
He was not frightened by the message in the prompt tone.
In the copy built by the True Spirit himself, he naturally does not want anyone to discover his existence, which is why he is more likely to be targeted by the rules.
The prompt tone further announces:
"As a watcher of the True Spirit, you will have a free upgrade opportunity."
"Upgrade to an advanced main quest? Steal a bottle of unique god-level evolutionary fluid."
"Tip: After completing the advanced main quest, you will get a completely transformed body."
The last time he completed an upgrade mission, it was when he activated the skill field. It was almost a death trap. Now his health points of 101 were sealed, which was equivalent to losing his life-saving trump card.
Wen Shi, who was about to decisively reject the bad temptation, hesitated. At this stage, the charm skill can only help him have cat ears and a cat tail. Doesn't completely transforming the body mean that within a limited time, he can completely turn into a cat?
If this is true, the ability to climb walls and hide will be greatly improved.
"…"
It was a crappy game, but he was shamefully tempted by it.
"Please make your choice within 10 seconds, 10s, 9s..."
The game begins its countdown.
The car reflected Wen Shi's expressionless face, but the little octopus in his pocket could sense the tension spreading from his slightly stiff fingertips. The little octopus suddenly became curious whether Wen Shi had been the same at the factory, always showing an indifferent expression even when nervous.
This contrast made it tighten its tentacles and regret not installing more surveillance cameras in the big factory, which made it miss the opportunity to appreciate the other party's body language afterwards.
With only one second left in the countdown, Wen Shi uttered the word "yes".
In the past few seconds, he only thought of two questions. Besides his health value, his second subconscious reaction was to see if the old lady was there.
The summoning skill made him somewhat dependent.
Wen Shi didn't reject the use of trump cards, nor did he criticize himself for it, provided he had enough. He couldn't always rely on his parallel self, like in this sealed space, where he couldn't rely on anyone. The more personal skills in the attribute panel, the better.
Moreover, regardless of whether he chooses to upgrade or not, since the system has clearly stated that noticing the true spirit is a violation, the difficulties he will encounter even if he does ordinary tasks will definitely not be small.
The elevator finally started to descend normally.
"The main quest has been upgraded."
"Please find the blueprint for the underground monitoring room before the operation begins. It will help you obtain the rare God-level Evolution Fluid."
Wen Shi: "Do you know where the monitoring room is?"
He still remembered that the little octopus mentioned modifying the surveillance.
"Third floor."
Wen Shi was silent for a moment after hearing this. It seemed that the hospital had two monitoring rooms, and the underground monitoring room could only be explored independently later.
With a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened and there was no one around.
Only the emergency lights were on on the underground floor. In order to enhance night vision, Wen Shi activated the body transformation state.
The ceiling, walls, and floor were all clad in a uniform off-white brick. Wen Shi could smell something unpleasant. Before he could react, he saw the little octopus rummaging through the trash can, digging out a cotton swab, and rubbing it against the cracks in the floor. With just a light stroke, the tip of the swab was covered in blood and mud.
Seeing this, Wen Shi became even more alert.
The corners were filled with containers. The moment the flashlight was turned on, Wen Shi discovered that there were still many dark red bloodstains on the ceiling and walls. However, due to lack of time, he could not explore them one by one.
Giving up on opening the potentially dangerous container, Wen Shi walked forward, trying to find the monitoring room as quickly as possible.
Less than ten meters away, he immediately realized his naiveté.
The entire underground floor was built like a complex maze, with many passages extending in all directions. There were several small rooms unevenly distributed on each corridor, with different numbers on the doors.
The people detained in such an environment cannot be patients, but most likely experimental subjects.
Wen Shi randomly leaned closer and took a look.
The door was separated by iron bars, making it easier for him to peek.
Inside were only a few iron basins with pieces of flesh still in them, and an operating table serving as a bed. The rusty chains on the ground gleamed coldly in the light of the phone.
Wen Shi's throat moved: "Do you know what I was thinking just now?"
The mimic octopus's little head moved, and it said in a deep voice, "As a last resort, release the experimental subjects and let them attract the attention of the night security guard."
Wen Shi took a deep breath, pulled the iron door, and it opened effortlessly.
He forced a smile and said, "But I'm afraid the subject has escaped."
Just as he finished speaking, a dark shadow suddenly rushed out from the corner of the wall in front. Wen Shi did not go forward to find out what was going on, but considered retreating and taking another route.
But it was too late.
The pungent smell of blood was getting closer and closer, and he saw a skinless bloody man sticking to the ceiling, crawling towards him like a gecko at an almost terrifying speed.
Wen Shi relied on the agility of a cat and found the right gap to sprint forward the moment the blood man came out. The sound of desperately running footsteps suddenly rang out in the gloomy corridor.
His throat, already dry from a cold, became even drier. When it came to endurance, humans could never compare to monsters. Wen Shi had encountered this kind of chase before, and he usually resorted to more devious tactics, like slitting his own palm, letting the blood drip onto his clothes, and then throwing them out to attract the monster's attention, buying time to escape.
But for a monster that hasn't even finished eating the meat in the iron basin, blood temptation is child's play.
"grass."
Wen Shi cursed as he ran. The problem now was that he had no clues. Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the bloody man, Wen Shi adjusted his breathing and shouted at the top of his voice.
He didn't know whether this monster could understand human language, but it was faster than him. It would be impossible to negotiate conditions first. Only after creating a sense of crisis could he give it a try.
"With such a big commotion, the night security guard will be here soon." Wen Shi warned.
Animals that eat raw meat have very little rationality. When the bloody man heard the words of the night security guard, he paused for a moment, and soon chased Wen Shi using all four limbs.
"Be careful!" The octopus suddenly grew larger, and one of its tentacle wrapped around Wenshi's neck, stretching out its forked tongue, which was nearly two meters long.
The octopus's strength was no match for the savage blood corpse. Originally, in its struggle with the blood corpse on the ceiling, it should have paid the price of one of its tentacle breaking.
However, the irrational blood corpse did not use brute force. Instead, it jumped off the ceiling, retracted its tongue, and tried to pull all the octopuses over.
Wen Shi stopped in time, took out his [Green Wood Sword], and stabbed it fiercely at the overly long tongue. The blood corpse felt pain, and Wen Shi was not much better.
The blood spurting out of the wound was highly corrosive, and his forearm was instantly covered with bloody holes.
This kind of pain was much more stimulating than the usual pain from injuries, and Wen Shi's cold sweat soaked his coat almost instantly.
With no other choice, he stabbed the blood corpse rushing towards him with his sword again.
The blood that burst out of this thing was extremely poisonous. The octopus's body size doubled again, helping him block most of the blood, and several of its tentacles were almost melted off.
The monster was also hit hard.
"Run." Wen Shi said in pain, his right arm almost numb.
The large size made it difficult to escape, so the wounded octopus shrank and attached itself to Wen Shi again.
Boom.
Boom.
Heavy and strange footsteps were heard in front of him. Monsters would not make such a loud noise for no reason. Wen Shi guessed that it was the night security guard who was attracted by him.
He took a few steps back, and soon, similar footsteps were heard from the other side.
Boom.
It seems there is more than one security guard on night shift.
Being attacked from both sides, Wen Shi gritted his teeth and prepared to retreat back to the small room where the monster was imprisoned.
"It's really weird." Wen Shi tried his best to suppress his panting and swallowed two potions.
Whether it was the appearance of the monster or the entire process of chasing him, it seemed as if they had predicted what he would do and blocked his way out.
Wen Shi took out the little octopus, which pitifully shrank its tentacles that were about to break off, and tried to comfort him: "It will regenerate."
Wen Shi felt a little sad when he thought of the lively sight of the octopus scratching the door frame during the day.
The room was poorly equipped, with no other hiding place. Wen Shi sat on the floor with a gloomy expression: "Qian Laiye's speculation is not entirely wrong."
Qian Lai had always believed that the True Spirit appeared in the form of a mirror. Now that he thought about it, their every move every day was under a mirror-like sky. Wen Shi even suspected that the pupils of the incarnation or the eyes of every townsperson were the channels for the True Spirit to obtain information.
The other party knows his abilities and knows exactly what strategy to formulate to deal with him.
The sharp pain in his arm wouldn't subside for a while. Wen Shi checked the time. It was only eight minutes to midnight. Finding the monitoring room, evading pursuit, and successfully returning to the operating room in such a short time was nearly impossible.
…
Fourth floor.
The fat nurse who was taking the tour guide to do post-operative restoration suddenly lost focus in her pupils. Time around her stopped flowing. The fat nurse's eyes were vacant and she couldn't remember what she had come upstairs for.
The tour guide also had the same reaction. Her eyes became very empty, and when they regained their luster, they were filled with an indescribable weirdness.
——The true spirit consciousness is undergoing a brief revival in the incarnated body.
Just as Li Nan and Yu Xingzhou had reminded Wen Shi before, when one discovers an incarnation, one must always be alert to the revival of the true spirit.
The current willpower of the two newcomers is not suitable for the arrival of the true spirit, and only the tour guide's body can be used.
Under the constraints of the game's rules, even his own incarnation couldn't revive for too long. He didn't use this time to embarrass Wen Shi. Everything underground had already been arranged, so there was no need to add unnecessary details.
I randomly found a reflective mirror, but the cold aura of the 'tour guide' was much colder than the luster reflected by the mirror.
The true spirit easily traveled through the mirror space, and in a blink of an eye it left the hospital and arrived at the train station.
Trains occasionally arrive in Sunset Town at night, and some turtles are too lazy to move and sleep in the underground passage at night.
The Turtle Man is the most unique of all the Orcs. Its long lifespan stems from the fact that other Orcs, as long as they remain stable, rarely degenerate. However, the Turtle Man is different. As it ages, it will continue to degenerate, eventually becoming a true tortoise.
The predictive ability of turtle people in the degenerate period is often the most accurate.
The turtle man who was in a deep sleep suddenly felt a biting chill. He stuck his head out of his shell and saw a silver-haired woman standing in front of him.
"you..."
This is the most bizarre moment in the turtle man's life. The other person clearly has a woman's figure and appearance, but it always has a weird feeling that it cannot really distinguish the gender and age.
Looking at the woman's face, she looked extremely unlucky, but the turtle man inexplicably wanted to surrender and worship her.
Zhen Ling waved his hand casually, and a water curtain appeared out of thin air next to him. The water curtain was playing a picture of Wen Shi hiding in a small room in a panic. "Do you think he is still lucky?"
The sound seemed very far away, yet very close, causing the turtle man's soul to tremble.
Zhen Ling's trip here was just a whim.
The turtle man was a somewhat interesting creature under his jurisdiction. When his true spiritual consciousness descended, he had already seen the grudges and entanglements between the tour guide and the turtle man from the memory of his incarnation.
He just came out to have some fun.
Turtle Man subconsciously glanced at Shuimu. The boy's right sleeve was covered in blood, his face was as pale as paper, and he looked extremely miserable. However, Turtle Man's bean-sized eyes ignored Wen Shi's misery and nodded honestly.
As soon as the head nodded, the turtle man fell down on all fours.
It was all because of its occupational disease. When answering the questions, it stole a glance at the real spirit to read its fortune, and ended up fainting on the spot.
Zhenling casually stuffed the consultation fee into Turtle Man's paw, walked outside, paused, and stared at the boundless sky, squinting his eyes. "What I mean is, can he make it?"
All the links on the negative first floor are reverse-designed according to the opponent's thinking. It is truly incredible to survive under such circumstances.
Zhen Ling's eyes grew increasingly empty and silent, every blade of grass and tree in the world now within his gaze. The hospital in the distance, the platform behind him, the abandoned tracks beyond, and... the turtle man who had just regained consciousness and was running to the lawn to turn on the underground sprinkler and rub his paws.
"…"
The turtle man was rubbing the paw that the True Spirit had stuffed money into, until his skin had turned from dark green to a rosy red. As if he was afraid of bad luck getting on his hands, he kept muttering, "Heaven and earth, please bless me, and keep this bad luck away!"
Then he bowed devoutly in the direction of the water curtain: "Bless the fire basin."
The true spirit was silent.
He suddenly felt that if one day "Brazier" wanted to overturn the world, the turtle people would definitely be the first group to surrender to the enemy, without a doubt.