Moreover, whether the "dirty rogue appearance" of the old beggar was real or fake was still hard to distinguish.
Wang Hao squatted down and smiled at Lou Ronggen, "Big bro, big bro, are you awake yet? How do you pick Crystal Stones? You should know where they are abundant, right?"
"Who are you? Are we close?" Lou Ronggen opened his eyes and snarled, "Want to steal my mushrooms? No way!"
"I’m asking you about Crystal Stones. I’ve just arrived and haven’t picked any yet."
"One mushroom for one dollar. Take them if you want! Do you have any palace nectar wine? Bring two bottles."
The old guy played his part quite convincingly; he might have been using so kind of code from the Abnormal Foundation.
Of course, Wang Hao knew nothing of any code, much less about any nectar wine.
"Big bro, I’m just looking for so information," Wang Hao cleared his throat, "I heard that after sleeping in the loft on the third floor on the right side, you can find Crystal Stones. Is it true? How about we go there together to pick up so stuff?"
"Where did you hear that?" The beggar’s face changed. "That’s impossible; there’s no such thing!"
"I urgently need to go there; I really do! I’ve just arrived, and I need to pick Crystal Stones to live a prosperous and happy life."
Wang Hao talked to himself, emphasizing the word "urgently," "Big bro, how about you show the way? I’ll give you two cans of luncheon at in exchange."
Just arrived?!
Lou Ronggen’s forehead broke out in a fine sweat; clearly, he had many questions.
But this wasn’t a good place for a chat.
He gritted his teeth and seed to squeeze a few words out of his throat: "If you really must go, I can take you there. Give the cans!"
After grabbing the luncheon at, he devoured it hungrily as if he wanted to die full.
"Big bro, don’t be so tense," Wang Hao couldn’t help but console, "We’ve been through worse, just going there to pick so Crystal Stones. Don’t treat it like your last al."
"Cough cough!" The old beggar choked but continued eating voraciously, giving him a aningful glance. "First ti here?"
"Of course."
"How are things outside?"
"Pretty good. Even that monk is still alive. You know about him, right?"
"Really?"
The two chatted aimlessly for about five minutes, and after eating two cans, the old beggar regained so strength and got up.
"Let’s go, I’ll lead the way."
...
...
The pitch-black entrance to the third floor seed to lead to an endless expanse of space and ti. Who could have predicted that this was already the Moon? Beyond the Moon lies the true vastness—Space.
Lou Ronggen walked ahead, his thoughts seemingly scattered, and suddenly pondered a significant question: what is life really about?
Coming and going, in the end, all is void. You arrive crying alone, surrounded by people laughing; you depart alone, surrounded by people crying.
And in between, everyone pursues different things, exchanging fa, money, or honor.
"So, mankind is tightly gripped by ’It,’" Lou Ronggen chuckled to himself.
...
"Cough, cough."
Wang Hao heard that familiar cough again.
Following the direction of the cough, one could find a note in a crack ahead.
"Could it be so hints for newcors? Or perhaps ’Delusion’ is purposefully fishing, seeking the final key."
But this ti, Wang Hao ignored the cough.
Whatever the case, he didn’t care.
"Little brother, it’s just ahead... the safety zone on the third floor." Lou Ronggen, usually quite chatty, was taciturn this ti, silently leading the way.
The more one knows, the greater the ntal pressure.
"Are you okay?"
"Of course, I think I’m fine, just relax."
"You need to bribe the gatekeeper there. I’m a poor old beggar, I can’t afford to bribe."
"Would a few packets of cookies do?"
"That’ll be enough."
The third floor was deed "barely" safe, with not many monsters around.
The room leading to the eighth floor was located at the end of a zigzagging tunnel, its lights still fairly bright.
This area was marked with a red line, designated as a safe zone.
The building structure was relatively intact, totaling about 500 square ters, divided into more than twenty small rooms, resembling a prison. So holess people lay inside eating mushrooms, eying Wang Hao and his companion warily as they entered.
After distributing the cookies, they let them in.
"Many people find Crystal Stones here on their first visit. How about you?" Lou Ronggen whispered.
In his eyes, one could see shiny objects. The Crystal Stones emitted light like water ripples, even brighter than diamonds, with more than ten visible points of light, so with subtle colors.
But he couldn’t just pick them up randomly.
He was very aware of what these Crystal Stones ant and had to pretend he hadn’t seen them.
One could hand in a Crystal Stone once a year, and that was the limit to stay safe.
Otherwise, one might get "cleaned up"!
"I’ll look carefully..." Wang Hao glanced around the room; most of the resources were moved out by the holess, leaving behind only walls and wires that couldn’t be transported.
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