Intelligent beings don't possess the complex emotions of ordinary humans. The Blue Lotus Sage wasn't angry at Su'er's complacency, but instead said, "I see."
Seeing him looking thoughtful, Su Er asked, "Does the flow of time here flow the same as outside?"
The Blue Lotus Sage was very frank: "Same."
This answer was beyond most people's expectations.
Li Zicang interrupted: "While we were doing the mission, what were the other players doing?"
The Green Lotus Sage smiled and said, "I have carefully inspected the City of Hope to prevent any unconscious monsters from staying and causing trouble. After eliminating the hidden dangers, I will allow the players to move freely."
Without the monsters, the city would be a complete deserted one.
Su Er's eyelashes trembled slightly. "So they are doing nothing?"
The Blue Lotus Sage smiled and nodded: "Eat and sleep, sleep and eat, but it makes you thinner."
After saying that, he cut off the communication.
The echoes still lingered in the courtyard, and everyone's expressions were somewhat grim. Su Er straightened up from his recliner and said, "That's cruel."
For players who did not choose to enter the game, they can only watch others complete tasks.
"The time God has given us is three days. In other words, the players outside will waste at least half of that time."
It goes without saying how torturous it would be during this period of time.
Li Zicang sighed, "We've already been in Nongxu for two days. Once these three days are over, there will only be two days left for them to find hope."
Compared to the agonizing wait, risking one's life on a mission at least offered some hope. Li Zicang felt a strange sense of comfort in his heart, chewing on a sour fruit and saying, "Shouldn't we discuss the division of labor for tonight?"
Yizhu raised her hands in surrender: "I'm very attractive to dogs. From childhood to adulthood, dogs like to chase and bite me when they see me."
Sur, who has been particularly active recently, also stood quietly aside.
Ji Heng laughed: "Are you afraid of dogs too?"
It's not that he's afraid, but he's a little intimidated by larger dogs. He didn't want to admit it for the sake of face, so he frowned and said, "I'm a human but I'm actually a dog. Like repels like, so that dog definitely won't like me."
"…"
Now that things have come to this, no one should joke about it.
In the end, Wanyi took on the job: "I'll take the dog away when the time comes. If there are any special circumstances, I'll knock it unconscious."
Night fell little by little during the discussion.
After dark, the villagers guarding the village entrance gradually returned, and Suer and the others found the right time to go out. The big black dog was lying under the pole, its explosive body now pressed against the ground, and the threat it posed seemed to be reduced.
Wanyi walked around the pole, untied the rope and held it tightly in his hand, while throwing over a piece of meat he found in the kitchen.
The black dog opened its eyes, but did not immediately show any aggression. It sniffed the piece of meat and licked it twice, showing little interest.
Wanyi tried to lead it to the side, and the black dog cooperated strangely.
"Wait a minute." Ji Heng: "Don't pull too far."
Wanyi agreed with him that the black dog could ward off evil spirits. It had been kept at the village gate, and the things underground were probably not that simple.
Yizu used too much force with the shovel. She had the habit of looking in the mirror at any time and suspected that there was dirt on her face. She took out the mirror and the first thing she saw was a red heart that began to flicker slightly in the dark.
With every shovelful of digging, the red heart beat faster and faster, and everyone stopped at the same time.
Yizhu pinched her long nails: "It's troublesome."
There might be a ghost buried underground that can kill people.
Su Tangyi began to back down: "How about we think of another way?"
There are only two days left, and it is not easy to find new clues.
Ji Heng said calmly: "The road of death is the road of life. Only after going through three life and death tribulations can you leave here. The things below represent one of them."
The premise is that they can still be alive after being dug out.
No matter what they say, no one dares to act rashly.
"Where's the promised Holy Child?" Li Zicang was about to cry, "It's clearly a demon child."
"At least one mystery has been solved," Su Er's expression was slightly serious: "Why did so many players die here?"
The Holy Infant can provide shelter, but its essence is still a ghost that takes pleasure in killing people.
This has led to a vicious circle. Releasing the Holy Infant can help them fight against the gods, but the Holy Infant also wants their lives.
Wan Yi: "If we release the Holy Infant now, we will be hunted for a whole day and night. If we release it tomorrow night, the chances of survival will be greater..."
They suddenly stopped talking halfway through. What they thought of was what the previous players must have thought of as well, that in the end, only a few survived.
Sur: "Look at it from a bright side, at least we can confirm that the villagers' fighting ability is average."
If they were strong enough, they would not allow themselves and others to act tyrannically during the day. The threat mainly comes from God and the Holy Infant.
Woof!
The black dog suddenly barked, but fortunately the sound was not loud, as if it was mocking their incompetence.
Sur squatted three meters away from the dog, staring at it motionlessly.
Wanyi thought he was going to vent his anger on the dog and was about to try to persuade him when Suer suddenly said, "I remember that the Holy Child will protect children under fourteen in the village and save them from the pain of hunger and thirst at night."
Everyone was present when the child was threatened to reveal the information that afternoon, so they just hummed indifferently when they heard this. Only Ji Heng glanced at Su Er. Wan Yi noticed this and couldn't help asking, "What does he want to do?"
Ji Heng: "Reading comprehension."
"…"
This is not a joke. While others are exploring the plot, Sur is really analyzing it word by word.
As expected, his question was unique: "How does the Holy Child distinguish between children and adults?"
Normal people would not even consider this issue. The Holy Infant can be seen as an evil spirit guarding the village, and naturally nothing that happens in the village can be hidden from it.
Su Er scooped up a handful of dirt and said, "If the Holy Child could wander around the village, I wouldn't ask this question."
Wanyi narrowed his eyes, understanding what the other party wanted to express: "But it was suppressed underground and held down by a black dog."
Although they were calling out for the Holy Child, the villagers were actually very afraid.
Suer laughed and said, "The villagers are obviously more afraid of God, otherwise they wouldn't just ask God to forgive their sins when they pray."
Before they came, a player must have released the Holy Infant, but the Holy Infant was eventually sealed underground again, and this was inseparable from the cooperation of the villagers and the gods.
Wanyi touched his chin and said, "But it didn't kill the villagers and even helped protect the children."
This is not the Holy Child, it is the Holy Father.
"Children's thoughts are much simpler, and their obsessions are deep." Suhr said, "The Holy Child cares about the child itself. It sympathizes with the child and is willing to protect the child."
However, once the children turn fourteen, this compassion disappears instantly, and the parents allow the children raised by them to suffer the same pain as their parents.
Su Er stood up and said, "Let's get back to the point. Let's return to the original question - how does the Holy Child recognize children?"
Yizhu was the first to answer his question: "The most direct way to judge who someone is is through appearance and voice. As you get more familiar with them, you may be able to discern them through details like habits, personality, and the look in their eyes."
Any one of these factors seems far-fetched when applied to the Holy Infant.
It's buried underground and can't be seen. What if the newborn is mute based on sound alone?
"One kind fell."
Yizhu raised her head and saw Suer walk a little forward and slowly utter two words: "Smell."
He paused and continued, "Just like a dog. A dog's sense of smell surpasses that of a human by a thousand times. Many scientists even suggest that dogs can sniff out terminal illnesses, and they've even bred cancer-sniffing dogs specifically for this purpose."
Yizhu hissed, "But can a dog smell age?"
Soul: "We are discussing the Holy Child."
"..." Yizhu's smile froze slightly. The other party used a dog as an example, and she subconsciously put the Holy Infant in the role of the dog. She quickly changed the subject and followed his train of thought: "Assuming the Holy Infant has this ability, it must be more powerful than a dog. But isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to discuss this outside its lair?"
Sur waved his hand: "It died when it was born. It has only instincts but no wisdom."
If he had any wisdom, he would not be suppressed at the village entrance again and again.
For a moment, no one spoke and the air gradually became quiet.
Voice, personality, and even handwriting can be imitated, but there are no samples of things like smells. How can we imitate them?
The children had lived with their parents for many years, and the smell did not confuse the Holy Infant. Even if they tried to steal a piece of clothing to put on themselves, it would probably be useless.
Players are used to turning back immediately when they are about to reach a dead end. This is a conditioned reflex and also an advantage.
After all, the so-called smell is just an assumption, there is no need to dwell on it.
Seeing that this proposal was going to be passed, Suer looked at Ji Heng and shrugged helplessly.
Ji Heng seemed to have expected this and said softly, "Human potential is unlimited, it's just not stimulated."
"so..."
"So we need to give them enough motivation." Ji Heng smiled at him and looked at the others: "Whoever can come up with a solution, I'll be the experimental subject and dig out what's underneath."
The air was silent again, but this time the situation was completely different from before. Everyone racked their brains, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
Su Er said tentatively: "If you can't think of it, forget it, try another way."
"There must be a way!" Li Zicang bit his finger, looking like he would go all the way to the end.
"…"
Yizhu: "The Holy Infant will subconsciously protect the child. We can use the child as a bargaining chip."
Eyes fell on her one after another. Yizhu said indifferently, "Anyway, they have committed many bad things, such as arson, murder, and poisoning. Does this make your conscience feel better?"
We have all lived in a distorted worldview, so it is not appropriate for us to condemn too much.
Instead, Li Zicang came up with a good idea: "We can't change our smell, but we can try to change those kids'."
Su Er's eyes lit up slightly: "It's very feasible."
At this time, Wanyi took out a bottle of medicine: "Swallowing it will make people emit the smell of rotting meat."
Li Zicang looked disgusted.
Trillion: "It's very useful against low-level imps. They will avoid the smell."
To put it bluntly, it is just a useless prop. Most little ghosts can deal with it by themselves, but stronger ghosts don't care whether it is rotten meat or not.
Yizhu is much more reliable and takes out a bottle of perfume: "The fragrance that humans can't smell lasts a long time."
Wanyi frowned: "Is there such a prop?"
It's not that he is too suspicious. The props can be more or less useful. Yizhui's props sound completely useless.
Yizhu had a beetle in her hand: "A tracking and positioning tool for matching use."
You can see that she is quite distressed. Once the spray is used up, the Beetle will be useless.
"What a good thing!" Li Zicang came up and said, "If you use it in advance, even if someone in the team is replaced by a ghost, you will know it immediately."
Yizhu nodded: "Not only that, I once encountered a copy of a crime committed by twin ghosts, and I relied on it to identify the identities of the two brothers."
In just a few minutes, the situation finally turned bright. Su Er couldn't help but sigh that there would always be brave men when there was a big reward.
It didn't create any rift in his heart; it was human nature to always have some means of survival. He was the perfect example; if he were truly in dire straits, he and Ji Heng could still use the "Coal Face to Meet People" technique, which, when used well, could save him from the moment the gods harvested his life.
In order to prevent any omissions, Yizu went around every house and sprayed each sleeping child a few times.
During this time, the villagers suffered from hunger and thirst, and with their doors unlocked at night, their movements were greatly facilitated. After ensuring that every child was stained with the scent, Yizhu began spraying the players again.
She was quite kind and sprayed Ji Heng and Sulduo twice until the bottle was empty.
Ji Heng also kept his promise and started digging things under the ground when the others retreated far away.
Suer followed him and handed over a small coal ball.
Ji Heng raised his eyebrows.
Su Er whispered, "If the guess is wrong, you use the coal briquettes and I use the crying child."
This way they could save a coal face to meet someone, which was enough for them to save their lives at the last moment.
Take out the mirror and observe the red heart on it.
At this moment, the red love heart was beating very strangely. Sometimes it was beating wildly, and sometimes it returned to silence, just like the unpredictable weather.
Seven feet underground.
The Holy Child was very confused. The scent of the child it was protecting suddenly disappeared, replaced by other scents. Then the scents of all the children disappeared, and soon after, it smelled several more of the same scent.
As Sur expected, because he died at birth, the Holy Child had no education and was unable to think about complex things.
Just when my brain was about to break, it was dug out from the dark and damp mud.
The Holy Child didn't find it strange at all. Every once in a while, someone would dig him out, and those people were very delicious. Just as he was about to feast on his food, he suddenly smelled the strange scent that had previously covered the child's scent on the person in front of him.
The Holy Child opened one blood-red eye.
Very high and very big.
Is this person one of the children whose smell was covered?
But why is he so tall?
Su Er deliberately babbled a few times.
After a long time, the Holy Infant made a judgment...it turned out to be a giant baby.