The archaeologist looked at the girl opposite with caution.
Xu Shuo stuffed the folded kraft paper into his trouser pocket. He did not answer her question, but said: "When I feel better, I might not mind showing you his letter."
After saying that, he turned his back to her without hesitation, raised his feet and landed on the water of the blood pool, and left just like before coming here.
The vines extending out of the blood pool also turned into blood and fell into the pool, and the entire underground space became silent again, leaving only the explosion in that area.
The archaeologist stood on the round platform, thinking about what he had just said.
She gradually tightened her grip on the hilt of the cross-epee sword in her hand, and her expression changed several times, but in the end she resisted the urge to tear her face straight here.
What happened tonight is enough to show that the Night Witch is very thoughtful and it is impossible for her to act without purpose.
Keep her and tell her that, I'm afraid you will be deploying more plans!
But she couldn't resist, and even had to follow the other person's thoughts and actions unintentionally!
Thinking of this, the archaeologist was a little annoyed - she had been too eager just now, which made the Night Witch aware of her persistence in the letter and became a bargaining chip for the other party to restrain her.
Damn it! It’s all because of the evil atmosphere here that disturbed her thoughts!
The archaeologist grinded her teeth in annoyance. Of course, it might be that she had used her "Documentary Notes" ability too many times tonight, so that her nerves had completely failed to keep up.
Otherwise, with the speed of Blood Vine's attack, she shouldn't have been passive several times.
But the reason why she frequently uses her abilities is because the Night Witch deliberately guided her to the underground space and then trapped her here...
The more archaeologists recall, the more sluggish they become.
——This script is really difficult, so why should we reserve such flexible thinking for NPCs!!
The archaeologist angrily closed the hilt and body of the sword again, then held it and looked forward.
The knight armors that were originally surrounding the shore had given way to her. This was self-evident, but the girl who had just left was nowhere to be found.
Although she didn't seem to get anything from this wave of exploration tonight, she seemed to know everything.
In fact, it doesn’t mean that he didn’t get it, after all, the archaeologists don’t intend to return the sword.
This is something that can kill a witch!
…
…
In tonight's operation, except for the female student An Lin who was trapped in the darkness from beginning to end, everyone else more or less gained something.
Of course, this also includes the climbers who were brutally beaten.
The moonlight is scarlet, and the beautiful but eerie Prague Castle is surrounded by a dark forest. There is deathly silence everywhere, and even the song of the nightingale has disappeared.
The witch does not need to sleep because she no longer feels physical fatigue.
Xu Shuo lay on his side on the armchair, curiously studying the book he had captured.
The content presented in writing is really related to the thinking of the person watching. He had been brainwashed by the traveling poet's children's bedtime reading, so what he saw was also a bedtime reading.
But now, he thinks that the content in the book should not be fairy tales, so when he opens the book again...
The content became "One Hundred Ways to Make Pork Ribs".
What? Are there really so many ways to do this?!
Xu Shuo suddenly became energetic!
However, the content presented in the book is also based on the viewer's cognition, because he does not know the specific "One Hundred Ways to Make Spare Ribs", so most of the content is repetitive.
It's based on what he shows as "the limit of what he can understand", and most of it may not even work.
Therefore, even if you cannot use the abilities after the contract, the abilities of this book are still extremely powerful!
Because it can help the host organize his thinking.
After mapping the thoughts in your mind into writing, not only can others not see it, but you can also sort out your thoughts openly without worrying about overly complicated plans getting knotted in your mind.
The normal state is so easy to use, I wonder what the ability of the book after the contract is...
Xu Shuo was flipping through the book with great interest, and suddenly thought of something, and pulled out the "Little Fetion" function under the "Tutor" function in the player's manual.
[Is there any way to pick up props that have been contracted by others? 】
Hongrao’s reply was quick.
[Contract props are generally the host's natal items, bound to the soul consciousness. After killing other players, there is a certain chance that the props will drop from the other player, and of course they may be recycled by the space. Another way is to let the other player autonomously
Unlock the contract and turn the props into ownerless items and then you can pick them up. Speaking of Xiao Shuoer, take your time, you are only a second-level player now, and there will be many challenges in the future, so there is no need to be in such a hurry...]
Xu Shuo stopped reading after that.
The teacher-student intra-game dialogue function can only be used three times by both sides, so Hongrao will basically send a lot of words at once, unless she really has nothing to say.
After Xu Shuo rashly ran into the "random" script and was discovered by Hong Rao, the two of them had already used the dialogue function twice when they were going back and forth.
Now that I have used it for the last time, the winged "Little Fetion" function has turned gray and cannot be used.
Xu Shuo breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at the book in his hand and was a little surprised - it turned out that this was his natal item?
The first time Xu Shuo heard about his natal prop was from Luo Kai, which was the opponent's cloud-patterned Han sword inlaid with rubies.
Because when he was in the mountain village dungeon and the subway station dungeon, he heard Luo Kai bitterly complain about the script space - the hot chicken space even restricted the natural weapons!
But Xu Shuo has never encountered an item that can be contracted for so long.
I don't know if there are any prerequisites.
He lay on his side on a large velvet armchair, opened and closed the book, then opened and closed it again. As long as he controlled the thoughts in his mind, he would see different content every time!
After playing like this for a while, Xu Shuo suddenly closed the book and closed his eyes.
After reading too much, I feel like I am not feeling right...
Although it feels very slight, it seems that using this prop will have mental side effects. From this, it can be inferred that the impact of directly using the prop's ability is expected to be more serious.
Maybe you will become as confused as an archaeologist.
But it looks really useful...
Xu Shuo turned over and nestled himself on the inside of the armchair. After thinking about it, he stuffed the book under the cushion of the seat.
Contract items cannot be stored in the item inventory, so they can only hide them somewhere.
Xu Shuo then closed his eyes and took a nap.
Although the witch does not need to sleep, he feels that his spiritual consciousness needs a rest. Anyway, whether it will be dawn here depends on Qilisi's own thoughts.
The night was dark, and the red moonlight from outside shone in through the window and fell on the rose vines climbing on the windowsill.
It also fell on the dark amber violin leaning on the chair by the window.
If you look carefully, you will find that the violin strings are vibrating very regularly, just like a heartbeat.
…
If its owner does not wake up, the night in Prague Castle will be very long. There will be no sound or life in the silent and empty castle, which will only make people feel empty and lonely for no reason.
Even though there are a lot of people tonight, they can't hide the coldness.
The climber was entangled in countless blood vines in the tower and had lost consciousness and mobility.
When the archaeologist silently left the underground space and returned to his room, he passed by the male teacher's room, paused for a moment, then opened the door and went in to check.
But all I saw was a horrible pool of blood on the bed.
As for the female student An Lin, she has almost collapsed from the boundless darkness and malice that imprisoned her.
At this time, in the room on the other side of the third floor.
The traveling poet looked at the electronic tablet in his hand that showed that the network was disconnected, and fell into deep thought.
