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Sur automatically transformed this sentence into a blessing.
The loyal servant guarding the tomb ignored the impact of the paper, and his fingers suddenly became sharp and thin, looking like withered branches at first glance.
Sur didn't dodge or evade, allowing the hand to pass through his shoulder blade.
"You're very brave." It was hard to tell whether the gravekeeper's words were a compliment or a mockery.
Su Er had previously conducted experiments on biting his fingers, proving that injuries in dreams had no effect on reality, but he still had to pretend. He raised his eyes slightly, as if looking down on everyone: "Without the courage to die, how can you have the awareness to live?"
What he said was totally inconsistent with his temperament.
After he finished speaking, he even raised his chin a little.
Now the loyal servant guarding the tomb could be sure that the person in front of him was definitely not a good person.
Sur's arrogance didn't last long, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
The pain in the dream had roughly halved, but even so, it was still not pleasant. The hand that had pierced the bone sprouted countless vines, slithering through the flesh.
In less than ten seconds, he was completely unconscious from the pain.
Immersed in darkness, Sur's mind was strangely clear, and his consciousness was light and seemed to be floating away from his body.
He didn't know how long it had passed before a burst of miserable wails pierced his nerves. People often say "calling out the soul," and the wailing coming from all directions was definitely no less effective than calling out the soul.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a sad face.
Sur's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt uncontrollably depressed by the crying.
The loyal tomb-guarding servant stared at him for a few seconds, making sure he didn't see any sign of relief from surviving the ordeal on his face. He muttered in surprise, "It seems he's really not afraid of death."
Whether or not Soul feared death was another matter, but he definitely had a desire for life, though he was more thoughtful. If the host could kill people in reality across different dimensions, he would have long since become the master of the game.
They are not on the same level, and Rose Gentleman would never seek death by treating the other party as his mortal enemy.
"Where are the things?" he asked in a hoarse voice.
The loyal servant guarding the tomb opened his palm, revealing a ruby ring.
Soul frowned.
"It's just a trick." The loyal tomb-keeper and the Rose Gentleman agreed on one point: they placed special emphasis on their promises. "Look carefully."
Soul leaned forward slightly, took it and held it before his eyes, examining it. He felt dizzy after staring at it for too long, and vaguely saw a yellow-brown eye looking back at him through the ruby.
Fortunately, I was mentally strong enough not to throw it away immediately.
Pretending to be nonchalant, Soul put it on his hand and nodded politely in thanks.
The first time I saw this eyeball in Tianji City, I was so busy chasing each other that I just realized that this eye has a vertical pupil.
Cold and cruel.
It's exactly like a snake's eye.
At that time, I was followed by flower snakes everywhere in the dungeon. I didn't expect that after escaping, I would be parasitized by a snake eye. The feeling of being followed and spied on lingered in my mind again.
"Remember to enter the game on the thirteenth."
Soul looked away from the ring: "What's the point?"
"It is not advisable to move on that day, and everything will be unfavorable."
"…"
The smile was clearly exaggerated, but it looked bleak against his tearful face. The outline of the loyal tomb-guarding servant gradually faded. "Here's a little tip for you. It'll come in handy in the next dungeon."
Su Er narrowed his eyes. The host had disappeared, leaving only the resentful voice echoing around the grave.
"Red paper, new clothes, and a perm.
You laugh, I cry, shut the door dog.
Bowing to each other, toasting, guests in the hall.
"The boy, the coffin, the red sleeves dancing."
The last thing I heard was a strange laugh.
Boom boom boom!
Su Er suddenly sat up from the bed and looked at the watch. It was already ten o'clock.
The alarm went off after failing to wake the owner several times, and someone outside, unknown, skipped the doorbell and violently knocked on the door. Suel didn't have time to put on his shoes, so he walked over barefoot, trying not to make any noise, and looked through the peephole.
The Shamatte's hairstyle was very eye-catching, so Suer opened the door for him without hesitation.
Zhao Sanliang looked around and made sure there were no kidnappers or women before asking, "What happened?"
Suhl put on his shoes and said, "What could happen?"
Zhao Sanliang, with his messy hair, sat down in a familiar manner: "Why would you skip class for no reason?"
Suer reacted for a few seconds, looked at his watch again in a daze, and immediately ran to the bathroom to wash up. Zhao Sanliang's voice came intermittently from the living room.
"Yao Zhi saw that you didn't go to class and didn't answer the phone, so he called the boss." Zhao Sanliang: "The boss doesn't live in the same district as you, and it's too slow for him to get here, so he let me come first."
After washing his face, Suer still felt a slight headache.
"Forget it." He sighed and poured a glass of warm water to soothe his throat. "I'll just take a day off."
Zhao Sanliang: "I heard that you and the boss got the 'Heavenly Match' achievement."
Su Er drank the water without changing his expression.
Zhao Sanliang seemed to be determined to stick to this point, and even raised his finger and improvised a paragraph: "The birds on the tree are in pairs..."
There was applause.
Zhao Sanliang: "I just started singing."
After he finished speaking, he saw Su Er looking at him with sympathy.
Zhao Sanliang realized something was wrong and turned around. The door had only been slightly opened and not closed. Ji Heng was standing outside, his expression as cold as ice, like the Black and White Impermanence who had come to take his life.
"Ying——" Zhao Sanliang fell towards Sul, screaming in fear.
Ji Heng had a good habit of closing the door casually. With a "pop" sound, Zhao Sanliang felt the dragon head guillotine falling and his head was cut off.
Seeing him so nervous, Su Er didn't quite understand: "In a society ruled by law, what are you afraid of?"
No matter how powerful Ji Heng is, it is impossible for him to kill people and set fire in the real world.
Zhao Sanliang whispered about the past: "In the past, I relied on my family's wealth to behave like a playboy. When I was first dragged into the tomb, I refused to accept anyone and even dreamed of becoming the captain."
Soul raised an eyebrow: "And then?"
"After failing in the job competition, she felt vindictive and deliberately spat on his food."
Suer was surprised. He didn't expect that a Shamatte would do such a thing.
"That wasn't just youthful ignorance..." Zhao Sanliang lost in memory. "Later, in a dungeon set in a deity, the villains offered sacrifices to an evil spirit to provide it with power. The boss not only completely cut off the evil spirit's incense, but also orchestrated the migration of the villagers who offered sacrifices. Without the incense, the boss began to chip away at its power bit by bit, and eventually the evil spirit degenerated into a starving ghost."
"…"
Zhao Sanliang: "Afterwards, the boss looked at me and said, 'Every grain of rice is hard-earned. Spitting in your food will bring retribution.'"
It was obvious that he had not forgotten the tone and expression in Ji Heng's voice at that time, and he couldn't help but shiver.
Suer shook his head. How big a psychological trauma would this leave?
On second thought, it seemed that he didn't understand Ji Heng well enough. The latter didn't even kick Zhao Sanliang out of the team the first time he made trouble.
"There is no discrimination in teaching." Ji Heng said in a calm tone, but his words made Su Er and Zhao Sanliang's hearts skip a beat at the same time: "I will not give up on influencing any of the team members."
If I hadn't said "huh" at the end, maybe they would have pretended to be touched.
Zhao Sanliang didn't want to talk about the sad past anymore, so he asked about the reason why Suer didn't go to school, and complained that he actually wore such a stuffy ring at home.
At this moment, Ji Heng suddenly grabbed Su Er's hand: "This ring..."
Su Er did not hide it and told him about his meeting with the loyal tomb keeper, and asked him to help analyze whether he had been cheated.
"They are so brave that they would even make a deal with the host."
The emotion contained in such a light-hearted remark is definitely not praise.
Su Er laughed falsely, "I'm following Mr. Yue. I can't keep the fact that I can make these things a secret for long. I might as well try my luck and see if I can make a fortune."
"The host must abide by the rules. There will be no problem with the contract." The vertical pupil hidden in the ruby was looking at Ji Heng with a cruel look. Seeing this, Ji Heng sneered: "It's just a loss to exchange a hundred ghost tears for this thing."
Seeing that his power was underestimated, the aura he exuded became even more dangerous.
Ji Heng ignored it.
Sur: "The Gravekeeper emphasized that it can be used in reality."
Zhao Sanliang interrupted, "There are no ghosts in this world, so what use is there?"
Soul shrugged, agreeing.
The ring had just been acquired and they hadn't had time to try it out yet. The only way to know for sure if there were ghosts in the real world was to experience them. To be on the safe side, Soul searched online for several rumored haunted places in the city, and the three of them went on a tour.
The ring seemed to be connected to the mind, and any subtle corner that Snake Eyes saw would automatically appear in Sur's mind.
After walking around one by one, I didn't even see a ghost.
Su Er: "It's a waste of my time to brush the five-three."
Zhao Sanliang was speechless: "It's a good thing there are no ghosts."
If you really see something dirty, that would be a terrible disaster.
"That's right." Su Er walked out of the building that was said to be haunted. During this time, he answered a phone call and his expression became much more serious.
Zhao Sanliang: "What's the matter?"
Su Er hung up the phone: "Teacher Yao said that she would take time out at noon to give me the test paper for today's class."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Sanliang looked sympathetic.
Su Er made a bitter face: "With over a billion people, how could I enter the game with the teacher?"
Even probability theory doesn't dare to calculate this way.
Ji Heng looked at the street in the distance and said, "Perhaps there are more players called into the game than we imagined."
Su Er frowned, put away his phone, and said nothing.
Sensing the somewhat heavy atmosphere, Zhao Sanliang quickly said, "Since Yao Zhi is coming, it's a good opportunity for us to have lunch together."
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It rained yesterday, and the weather is cool, perfect for eating anything.
Zhao Sanliang finally chose a restaurant called Fish Feast as the venue. He ordered a few large fish heads, the fish eyes were white, and they looked like they were dying with their eyes open.
Yao Zhi arrived last, and the soup base was already boiling.
He didn't rush to eat, but instead observed Sur carefully. He originally thought that this student was tired of studying because of frequent dungeon runs, but unexpectedly he looked quite normal.
Su Er took out the earphones and plugged them into the phone, then handed it over.
Yao Zhi: "What?"
"Listen to the recording." Su Er thought it was too troublesome to explain one by one, so he specially recorded the story when he introduced the origin of the ring.
Yao Zhi listened patiently and felt that it would be a pity if the other party did not go into business.
Soul deleted the recording and rubbed the ring with his fingertips.
"According to the host, the bead on Mr. Rose's hand is a defective one. This is the authentic one." Su Er became curious. "Beads can reveal the secrets of a person's heart. I wonder if this works."
Zhao Sanliang's curiosity was instantly piqued, and he rolled his eyes: "Try it?"
Soul grinned, took off the ring and placed his hand on it, but unfortunately no words appeared.
Zhao Sanliang: "What about directly facing people?"
Soul: "You tried that when you first got to my house."
"…"
Ji Heng: "Blood."
After hearing what he said, Su Er didn't know what he was thinking, and his eyelashes trembled slightly: "Back then, the divine fortune teller's flower snake wanted to drink blood, and this snake pupil may have the same need."
Su Er had no interest in self-harm, so he looked at the others with a questioning look: "Anyone want to try it?"
Zhao Sanliang was not afraid of the pain. He took out the fruit knife he carried with him and cut his hand. The blood fell on the ring, but instead of sliding down, it was absorbed. A smiling face soon appeared on the ruby. It was Su Er!
"Fuck!" Zhao Sanliang screamed.
Fortunately, they booked a private room, otherwise their howl would have attracted a lot of attention.
Su Er said with a sigh: "I can't believe it..."
Zhao Sanliang couldn't explain it clearly: "It's really not what you think."
With a click, Suer took a photo as a souvenir.
"Let me try." Yao Zhi cut a wound, and the person who appeared on the ring smiled shyly.
Zhao Sanliang recovered from the shock and looked at Yao Zhi with a complicated look: "You've only been in a dungeon with Su Er once, and you're already obsessed with him. You're unworthy of being a teacher!"
Yao Zhi didn't say anything. The experience at the welfare field was unforgettable for him. Entering the game with Sul, his mental strength must not be weak.
Ji Heng then dripped a drop of blood, and the same face of Sul appeared, but he looked much more cunning, like a fox that had just stolen eggs.
Su Er smiled and took photos with everyone.
Every time the ring was used, its reaction seemed to slow down. Ji Heng pondered and said, "It's similar to a growth item. Its current ability is limited, and its scope is roughly the people and things I've recently come into contact with."
Zhao Sanliang nodded in agreement.
Soul's focus was different: "Bloodsucking?"
He already has a bloodthirsty growth item on him... the milk tooth given by the little girl, and he might not be able to handle another one.
Ji Heng got some fish blood on his ring, but it didn't absorb it.
Zhao Sanliang looked at Su Er with sympathy: "It seems that this thing is picky about food and only drinks human blood."
Su Er pressed his temples and his headache got worse.
Yao Zhi handed him the test paper he had brought with him at the right time: "Maybe you'll feel better after reading this."
Contrast creates happiness.
"…"
Seeing that Su Er was about to put the ring back on his hand, Zhao Sanliang asked: "Really not going to try it?"
Everyone has a desire for knowledge. Su Er hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but cut a hole... This time the face that appeared on the ring was very familiar: he was wearing glasses and looked extremely serious.
Being suddenly called out, Yao Zhi subconsciously looked at Suer.
Su Er helplessly spread his hands: "All the math teachers in the past have been my shadows."
Facts proved that what Ji Heng said was right. The rings reflected the things that were particularly impressive at the time.
Just a minute ago, Yao Zhicai gave him a math test paper.
After putting the ring back on, Soul's eyes began to wander over the three people. After a moment, he looked at the photo he had just taken and said in a deep voice, "I know I'm very good."
"…"
"But the falling flowers may have feelings, but the flowing water is ruthless." Su Er sighed, "I won't stop for any of you... Give up."