"Holy shit, eh, why did I say shit? It feels like I just said it just now."
Old Eggplant took off his helmet. The feeling of being injured by a dump truck still echoed in his body. He got up, hurriedly picked up his phone, and clicked on the profile picture of a person in the group chat.
Old Eggplant: Were you sacrificed just now?
Zhou Changqing: Yeah? Were you the person who screamed strangely at the door just now?
Old Eggplant: I didn’t scream, I just wanted to save you!
Zhou Changqing: Thank you very much. It really hurts you.
Old Eggplant: It will definitely feel painful for you for the first time. You’ll be fine once you get used to it.
Zhou Changqing:???
Old Eggplant: It's okay. The second time you enter the game, they won't arrest you for sacrifice. The body we use in this instance is not a human body, so it seems that there is no way to sacrifice it to those monsters.
Zhou Changqing: So this is still a massively multiplayer online dungeon?
The two people quickly exchanged some of their experiences.
Zhou Changqing's experience was similar to that of Lao Eggplant. He appeared near the grass, was caught by passers-by, lifted up and taken to the church to be used as a sacrifice.
Lao Eggplant told the other party about the passage of time, and Zhou Changqing slapped his thigh.
Zhou Changqing: Then we should re-enter the game immediately, otherwise they will definitely find other people to sacrifice. If any key figures are caught, the dungeon may never be cleared!
Old Eggplant: Maybe when the dungeon ends, we can enter the city from the beginning?
Lao Eggplant thought of some online game settings. Although the time in the game is synchronized with reality, it is only based on one week. Every new week, all monsters, copies, and tasks will be refreshed, even if they could not be conquered in the previous week.
, you can also continue the challenge this week.
Zhou Changqing: We can’t bet on this possibility. The previous dungeons were all started from scratch. There must be a problem with the time synchronization of this dungeon. Just like the Kingdom of Darkness, we have not re-entered the Kingdom of Darkness, so I am inclined to
So this is irreversible.
Seeing the other party's analysis, Lao Eggplant felt that what he said made sense.
So the two agreed on a meeting place and entered the game at the same time.
Only this time, the old eggplant did not appear around the lawn again, but on the street.
There was no one on the street and it was very quiet.
He looked around and saw no car passing by.
"Because the way I died was different or the place of death was different, I was resurrected at this point?"
Old Eggplant thought.
Many games have such a setting. After the player dies, he is not resurrected at the same place, but at the nearest save point to prevent the unlucky player from being guarded by monsters.
He remembered his agreement with Zhou Changqing, looked at the street, and suddenly realized that he didn't seem to know how to get to that lawn.
"There's no one on the street, and it's not too late now. What's wrong with those citizens?"
Old Eggplant walked along the street, trying to find the church just now, but there was obviously more than one church in Miskatok. He just saw a steeple house and ran over, but found that it was not the first one.
The door of this church is closed, but it is brightly lit inside. I don't know whether it is candlelight or incandescent light shining through the stained glass, giving people a holy feeling.
The stained glass depicts the scene of the Virgin Mary giving birth to the Son, which should have been solemn and solemn, full of sacredness.
But when Old Eggplant observed carefully, he found that the face of the Virgin Mary was full of an evil feeling. There was no kindness in her eyebrows, but instead enchantment and charm. And the baby she gave birth to was not capable of saving the world.
The Lord is not the Lord, but a monster with wriggling tentacles. In the flickering light, the picture on the stained glass is lifelike, as if it is about to crawl out of the glass and come to reality.
He felt a numbness in his scalp. He listened carefully and heard some chanting sounds coming from the church.
Those prayers are not the Bible, but some ravings that normal humans cannot understand, praising some unknown great beings from distant deep space.
Old Eggplant knocked on the door, and the voices inside suddenly stopped.
Although he couldn't see what was happening inside the door, Lao Eggplant seemed to be able to see in his heart the scene where the believers who were sitting devoutly in the church praying suddenly turned their heads to look at the door.
There was a moment of timidity, but Old Eggplant still had the courage to wait.
Anyway, if you die, you can start over again, so who is afraid of whom?
After a moment, footsteps sounded at the door. The other party didn't open the door, but made a sound through the door.
"Who is it?"
"I would like to ask, where should I go if there is a grassy area and parking lot nearby?"
Old Eggplant thought it was pretty good that these people could still communicate, and asked regardless of whether the other party was polite or not.
"Are you a foreigner?"
The other party didn't answer, but asked a question.
"That's pretty much it?"
Old Eggplant didn't know if he counted, but after thinking about it, he definitely couldn't say he was a local.
"Foreigners, leave, leave quickly."
The other party responded, and then there was no more sound.
Old Eggplant knocked on the door again.
But there was no response.
He frowned slightly, not getting any useful information. He only felt the rejection of outsiders here.
He continued walking along the street and saw another shop. Although the rolling shutter door had been lowered, the lights seemed to be still on.
"Perhaps those in the church are followers of unknown evil gods who are very malicious to us, but ordinary people in the city might be better off."
Old Eggplant thought to himself that when he came to the door of the shop, he heard some sounds inside. If he listened carefully, it was like the sound of a sewing machine or similar machine operating under human power.
He knocked on the door.
Bang bang bang——
The sound of the rolling shutter door was very loud, and Lao Eggplant heard the continuous sound inside suddenly interrupted, and then the sound of voices rang out.
"who?"
It was a soft female voice. Just from this voice, Old Eggplant could imagine a young girl talking to him behind the rolling shutter door.
He repeated what he had just asked, and the other party was silent for a moment.
"Are you a foreigner?"
Hearing this sentence, Old Eggplant was suddenly startled and felt funny.
It's like having a conversation in a game, and the NPC only responds with one or two sentences. It's normal in the game, but once this happens in reality, it makes people feel a little funny.
"No, I'm just lost."
Old Eggplant made up a lie. He now spoke with an authentic New England accent that came with the game. The other party didn't see him, so telling a little lie was not a big deal.
"Yeah?"
The other party seemed to think about it for a moment, and then the rolling shutter door was slightly raised.
Old Eggplant saw that the other party's shadow was reflected under the light.
