"Be careful with the bugs, don't let them get into your brain."
——"Ad The Grand Duke said"
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The Kingdom of Spain, an island in the southwest sea, hundreds of meters deep underground.
The devil touched the goose's breast,
Well, the heart is still beating.
"Herbal medicine." Li Jiasu said to Menlavayev, who rummaged in his pocket and took out a dark green bullet.
The Tiger Balm-type herbal pills refined by the dear young alchemist Chu Yang can cure a little bit of everything. How effective the medicine is depends on whether it is strong enough.
Li Jiasu stuffed the pill into the orange beak of the white goose, and then stuffed the unconscious goose back into the barrel.
It depends on its own destiny.
"Sir, how about I hold my breath and rush in and take out the backpack? Leave the bones alone for now?" Binxi asked aloud.
Li Jiasu shook his head slightly,
"What if it's a toxin that can penetrate into the skin? Then you can still get rid of it if you hold your breath and rush in."
Binsi said "uh" and asked again: "How about I shoot the backpack with a hooked crossbow tethered to a rope, and then pull it out with a rope?"
Li Jia Shu: "No, what if the crossbow arrow pierces the items in the backpack?"
Binsi: "Well... you have a point."
Menlavaev silently carried the barrel of geese back on his back.
"Don't panic, I have a plan to deal with this situation." Li Jiasu took out the dimensional bag, reached in and flipped through it, then turned the dimensional bag upside down and shook it vigorously.
Shake off a skeleton, the kind with blue fire coming out of its eye sockets.
Menlavaev: "..."
Binsi: "???"
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The devil took out a silver ring from his pocket and put it on his thumb. Then he looked at the other two people who had confused faces.
"It's normal to stuff a black magic undead skeleton into the dimensional bag. Do you have any questions?"
Living creatures are generally not put into dimensional bags because they will suffocate to death.
Then can I pretend to be a creature that doesn’t need to breathe?
For example:
As long as the dimensional bag is big enough (advanced version), 4 good hands of undead creatures can be stuffed into it, and others will find a way to sneak them into the dinner venue. When the cup is thrown for the number, 4 undead assassins will be shaken out under the table.
, swarming up, cutting down the target person and mincing them into mincemeat, is completely feasible in theory.
Well, this skeleton with blue fire eyes was refined by the dear young black magician Chu Yang. Since he was not present, it was difficult to control this undead creation (so Li Jiasu only carried
(one), it can only be controlled one-on-one by the wearer of the ring through a specially refined silver ring.
Li Jiasu used the magic perception of the ring to try to make the undead skeleton make a few simple movements.
Reach out, lift your legs, bend down.
There is a slight signal transmission delay, but overall it is quite usable.
In fact, there are many reasons why Li Jiasu does not use such undead skeletons as labor in the current stage of castle reconstruction work.
Relatively speaking, the most important main reason (leaving aside secondary reasons such as being scary) is that this undead creation has no intelligence.
The undead skeletons refined by Chu Yang can only be commanded by him (there is an upper limit on the number that can be commanded at one time), or they can be controlled individually by others through special instruments.
There is no way to compare with living labor, especially in technical tasks such as hand-pouring concrete, processing wood, stacking stones, hammering nails, etc. It is difficult for clumsy undead skeletons to be competent.
To be honest, even on the Terra Blue Star where Li Jiasu lived in his previous life, electrical technology was advanced and all types of mechanical equipment were available.
There are still no live workers left on the construction site.
Unless one day...well, the future belongs to the future, and the present belongs to the present.
Back to business,
Standing in the cave tunnel, Li Jiasu controlled the undead skeleton and made it walk into the room.
The undead skeleton walked to the end of the room first and pushed the metal door at the end, but failed to open it.
Then he returned to the center of the room, squatted down, and pushed his brother.
The pile of bones lying on the ground was still motionless, so he was probably dead.
Then, the undead skeleton picked up the backpack next to it and walked out of the room.
Li Jiasu put on the brass mask again, held his breath, stepped forward quickly, took out a bottle of spirits and a piece of cotton and linen cloth from the dimensional bag, soaked it and quickly wiped the undead skeleton and backpack with the cloth.
Finally, the undead skeleton was stuffed back into the dimensional bag.
"Let's see what trophies are there." The devil took out the Xixi version of the labor protection gloves from his pocket, put them on, opened the backpack, and took out the contents one by one.
A few gold coins, a dagger, an opaque quartz bottle, a few bacon strips that have been dried for hundreds of years, and a thin book wrapped in wax-sealed cowhide.
Li Jiasu shook the opaque quartz bottle a few times and found that there seemed to be some kind of viscous liquid shaking in the bottle.
So, he stuffed the quartz bottle, dagger, gold coins, and bacon strips that had been dried for hundreds of years into the dimensional bag.
Only a fool would open the inspection immediately, while professionals would choose to make a decision before taking action.
"You two look out for the wind while I check the information in the book." The devil said to the rogue and the blood barbarian.
Binxi and Menlavayev nodded, holding torches and looking forward and behind.
About 20 minutes later, Li Jiasu frowned and closed the thin book with a bang.
Binxi came over and asked curiously: "Sir, have you discovered anything?"
Li Jiasu stuffed the book into his dimensional bag, took off his mask, and rubbed his red eyebrows.
"This is a mercenary's diary."
"Then?" Binsy asked.
Li Jiasu snorted coldly,
"You don't need to know that much for now."
"Keep going, let's go along the tunnel on the right, and look for your brother and the other two first."
Binxi wisely chose to shut up and don't ask any more questions that shouldn't be asked.
After checking their luggage, the three of them continued to go deeper into the tunnel on the right...
Well, Li Jiasu has his own reasons.
The contents of this diary are not suitable for Binsi to read yet.
just in case,
What should I do if he fails the sanity check, 1d6=6, and succeeds in inspiration? He becomes temporarily crazy?
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...(records the scattered trivia of the mercenary's early adventurous career)
[February 28, Saracens, Rahman City, scorching sun]
The guild boss said there was a good deal and he asked me to give it a try if I could stand out among the competitors.
Money has been tight recently. I paid off the house loan this quarter, purchased a new fine iron shield, and went to the archway to play once (cross out). I played three times. I lost more than I won, and my savings were insufficient.
Alas, I really should quit gambling. Save money honestly, wash my hands of me as soon as possible, and return to the village to marry the beautiful Seriya.
[February 29, Saracens, Rahman City, sunny day]
Not bad, I successfully knocked down 9 competitors. I was the second to last one, and the employer asked me and another brother who stood to the end with double swords.
The employer was very happy and paid 5 gold coins in advance as a down payment so that I could buy some potions. I also went to the archway to play with it before setting off, just a handful!
Ahem, dear Seriya, I will return to the village with herds of cattle and sheep to marry you.
...
[April 21, Spain, on the way, sunny day]
There are a total of 18 people in our team. Excluding the employer, the remaining 17 people (including me) are all top-notch players in the Saracen region and the Kingdom of Spain. There is even a Saracen 'spiritual sage' among them!
It can be seen that the employer has spent a lot of money.
It's interesting. I'll try to get my employer half drunk tonight and see if I can pry something out of his mouth.
[April 22, Spain, on the way, cloudy]
We arrived at the coastal city, and we randomly found a caravan or fisherman, and borrowed a boat to go to the sea and land on the island tomorrow.
Well, when I was writing today's diary, I remembered that I needed to record the information I obtained last night.
The half-drunk employer told me that in this adventure, if we can really find the [treasure], bring it back to the city of Rahman in Saracen, and dedicate it to the Imam King, then the rest of our lives, no!
In the next three generations, everyone can have enough food and clothing and become big landowners!
I'm very curious, what kind of ancient magical treasure can make the Imam King willing to reward our entire team with wealth that can't be used up in three lifetimes?
The employer smiled and did not tell me all the answers. He just told me that an adventurer friend he knew who was extremely reliable, extraordinary, experienced, dark-skinned, tall and thin, and had a hearty smile showed him the answer.
A reliable clue about the [treasure] points to the destination of our group, which is underground on an island in the territorial waters of the Kingdom of Spain.
In fact, I feel a little strange. Since the employer's adventurer friend has obtained the secret clue to the treasure, why doesn't he join the team?
Hey, maybe I have too many things to do and have no time to come to Spain with my employer.
Go to bed early, you have to get up early to take the boat tomorrow.
I hope I won't get seasick.
...
[May 2, destination island, rainy]
It has been more than a week since we arrived in this remote place. We prepared all the supplies in the small town, traveled through mountains and rivers, and walked most of the way around the island. Finally, we found the hidden sea cliff at our feet. According to the ancient map provided by our employer,
The secret entrance to the ancient ruins is in the deep water below the sea cliff.
We are going to rest for a long time. When the Spirit Sage in the team prepares his spell, the team can dive into the water and find the entrance to the ruins.
[May 4th, unknown ruins, during dinner]
Wow, I really didn’t expect that some of the buildings in this ancient ruins are actually made entirely of metal. How many sets of full-body armor can be forged after smelting so much metal!
An alchemist in the team studied for a long time and then said, "These metals are neither iron nor copper." Hahaha, doesn't that mean that the metals in the ruins are very valuable?
Brother Shuangdao and two others were responsible for keeping vigil while the others and I rested.
[May 5, unknown ruins]
We encountered some enemies, which seemed to be machine constructs. Two people were slightly injured, but the constructs were all broken into pieces.
The alchemist was very interested in the metal parts that were broken and dropped by the enemy. He studied them for a while while taking a break and said, "These parts seem to be made from the same mold. The shape, thickness and depth of the sections are exactly the same.
"Exactly the same", well, I guess what the old man means is: Are the craftsmen of ancient ruins monsters?
[May x, damn, I can’t figure out the time]
Two days ago, or three days ago? Based on the ancient map in our employer's hands, we encountered a violent attack when we went deep into a building that seemed to be the [Heretic Temple].
I killed 5 people, and I saw their corpses being dragged away by machine constructs, ***, and what on earth were those slimy, squirming black ooze monsters that exuded a pungent smell, ignited when exposed to fire?
ghost!?
Fuck, when I was writing today's diary, I noticed that there was a small piece of black ooze stuck to the bottom of my boots. No wonder I was running (crossed out) these two days, and when I shifted my strategy, I always felt a little sticky under my feet.
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If you happen to have an empty quartz bottle on hand, just put it in the bottle. You might be able to sell it for a good price after you take it out.
[May xx]
Three more people were killed, but their bodies were still dragged away by the enemy.
We mercenaries (the remaining 9 people, including me) already have strong opinions on our employer. If he can't explain clearly what [treasure] we are looking for, then we are not going to continue exploring.
, it’s important to save your life, just retreat and leave.
The employer explained it clearly to us.
It is indeed a very valuable magical treasure, especially to the people of the Saracen region.
Weather control device.
According to the employer's explanation, hidden in the ancient ruins here are magical treasures designed and produced by ancient heretical magicians and extraterrestrial demons, which can be used to control the 'weather conditions' of an area.
Thinking about it, it is true that after landing on this island and traveling around the island for a week, it is obvious that the weather conditions here are ridiculously bad. It is always cloudy, and the sun only breaks through the dark clouds at noon, and often
It rains, either light rain or torrential downpours.
If we can find this weather control device and present it to the Imam, the residents of Saracen will no longer be troubled by water shortages!
After discussion, our remaining 9 mercenaries agreed that wealth and wealth can be found in danger, so they followed!
[Fuck fuck fuck!!!]
***, what is that? What on earth are those ***! Living alien demons? Stitched monsters created by ancient magicians?
I think I'm safe, for now.
Brother Double Knife was beside me. He was breathing too much out and not taking in much air. It looked like he was dying. After listening to Brother Double Knife's last words, the Spirit Sage gave him a quick blow and let him go.
18 people came in, and now only me and the Spirit Sage are left.
***, I shouldn’t have taken this order so blindly.
The spirit sage said that we were really in a desperate situation, so he could only break the rules and use the body of the double-sword brother to perform a black witchcraft sacrificial ceremony, trying to call the negative energy spirits and ask us in which direction our way out was.
After recording this diary, I have to go and look for the wind, hoping that the attempt of the Spirit Sage will go smoothly.
...
[@￥&*#@%@azat????
What am I writing? Is this what I wrote? How long have I been unconscious? Damn it, why is it me, me, me?
Get out, get out, get out, get out, I want to get out, no, it’s not that I want to get out, it’s that I want to get out, but it also wants to get out, I want to get out, it wants to get out, me or me????
it's in the mind
he's in mind
i'm in my head
Help, help, help, every time I faint, it controls me.
Those dreams are not real, they are not real, I cannot massacre the village, I will not kill Seriya, I love her, I love her deeply, so for the sake of the race, I need to inject more people into the brain to restart???
No no no no no!!!
The exit is just ahead, I can leave alive.
No, you can't leave.
I should put down the charcoal chalk and diary in my hands, leave along the underground river, and escape.
For the sake of Seriya and the village, I will never let you leave.
What do I want to do?
Mortals are very fragile. With just a little poison or a little love, they will die easily, and their bodies will rot and return to the sand. This is the libretto of a Saracen bard that I heard when I was a child. You (I) are very
I like it and always remember the lyrics.
stop.
Alas, the poison purchased in Rahman City was originally intended to be applied to weapons, but I didn’t expect that it would be used on myself in the end.
Stop it idiot I don’t understand&*#@%@azath/——|/\\\\\\
/\\/——\\/Haha, I'm sorry, the control of the body is at the end, and you (me) will definitely not let me (you) take it away.
Hey, I really didn't expect that this poison actually tastes like sweet apples.
The store owner seemed to say at the time that the results would be effective in 1 minute?
It’s time to put the diary back into your backpack. Maybe in a few decades, the next group of adventurers who want money or life will arrive and find your (my) diary?
Well, unknown adventurer, after you read the above, I hope you can do something for me. As a reward, the few gold coins in your backpack can be regarded as reward.
Go to the east of the city of Rahman in Saracen and cross about three mountains. There is a small village. There is a girl named Seriya in it. Please find her or her tomb.