Although so far, Prayle’s Eye had not provided any combat attributes, the massive amount of information it offered had helped Bai Wu avoid many fights.
Each area had its corresponding obsessions and stories. Although Bai Wu was still in the dark about this area, as more clues erged, slowly the true history of the island would co to light.
"The cards in hand can be exchanged for initial resources. This ans there is another scene; this deserted island survival ga is just the first scene."
Bai Wu subconsciously recalled the Heart of Jing Si scenario, where the heart of Jing Si, based on the blueprint of Xuanhui City, designed a copy of Denglin City.
Could this island just be a shell of sothing else?
"Now you’re the captain. You could actually try to share so intelligence with your teammates," Yin Shuang suddenly said.
In front of them still lay the endless Yellow Line Grass, which looked similar to reeds and seed to be slowly awakening.
Bai Wu had noticed where the three bodies lay earlier, the Yellow Line Grass began to display a kind of "spasmodic" twisting.
Like a predator stooping to sniff its prey.
"Outside the tower, it really is composed of worlds with odd rules. I’ll tell you what I’ve discovered now, but you need to move quickly; soon this place will be bombarded."
"There are bombs here too?" Lin Wurou asked, frightened.
"No, but given the density of these Yellow Line Grasses, it will be worse than bombs; we will likely be sucked dry."
These words made Lin Wurou let out a hiss.
Bai Wu seed to intentionally scare the two:
"The area we’re in is an isolated island. What we can be sure of now is that we can’t leave this island by sea; we can only find a way to survive on the island."
As Bai Wu was parting the Yellow Line Grass, one of them grew roots that resembled earthworms.
These roots tried to "tighten" around Bai Wu’s arm.
However, Bai Wu was very alert, and as soon as he felt the touch of the roots, he drew his hand back.
He took out a bronze ax and began to use the ax head to push through the covering of the Yellow Line Grass.
"This area is divided into four suits: spades, diamonds, clubs, hearts. The order of the clubs and hearts is unknown, but we have safely passed through the first area, the spade area, without being blown up."
"The area filled with Yellow Line Grass is the diamond area; if we stay here, we will soon be attacked by the Yellow Line Grass. If we walk in the east-west direction, from east to west, it is diamond one to diamond ten."
"Of course, larger cards are not out of the question. The area we’re heading to now is Heart Three, which is a relatively safe area. But along the way, as everyone heads to Heart Three, the creatures on the entire island will get closer and closer."
An image ford in Lin Wurou’s mind:
"So you’re saying the area of Heart Three will have a lot of Evil Fallen?"
"Yes. The closer to Heart Three, the closer all the creatures on the island get."
Yin Shuang asked:
"What about the Evil Fallen we just saw? Why... was it so disgusting?"
"That wasn’t an Evil Fallen, that was a Corpse Ghost made up of countless carrion insects. If you died here, you’d end up the sa. Countless carrion insects gather together, shaped into human form by the master of this island, and once bitten by them, you’ll beco infected with a strong corpse poison. Your whole body becos foul-slling and filthy beyond asure."
Bai Wu paused thoughtfully for a mont, then turned back with a slight smile:
"If we don’t escape an area in ti, we’ll end up like that, with our bodies filled with disgusting bugs, cockroaches, and rats. Just think, poke a hole in the body, and a whole swarm of bugs crawls out."
"Ugh!" Lin Wurou couldn’t help it.
Yin Shuang furrowed her brow and asked:
"Wait... you an to say, all gathered in Heart Three area are..."
Bai Wu remained silent, and his silence carried a certain tacit agreent, causing the numbers on Lin Wurou and Yin Shuang’s wristwatches to rise by several dozen points.
Lin Wurou and Yin Shuang were rembering the three Evil Fallen that had just died by their hands, both fear and disgust rising in them.
The taste of emotion quickly attracted the nearby Evil Fallen.
As more and more bizarre roots of the Yellow Line Grass grew, Bai Wu found his perception of the surrounding area had significantly decreased.
The mont he pushed aside the Yellow Line Grass, he suddenly saw a mud-colored face.
This scene was too horrifying. The sudden appearance of this face sent Lin Wurou and Yin Shuang’s fear soaring once again.
Luckily, Bai Wu had no negative emotions, he calmly glanced at the other party and realized that aside from the face’s pitch-black color, it was actually not bad-looking.
The talk of carrion insects congregating to form a Corpse Ghost was actually nonsense made up by Bai Wu.
He had no idea why these Evil Fallen had so many disgusting bugs inside them.
Nor did he know why these Evil Fallen seed to have been dead for a long ti.
He just wanted to make Yin Shuang and Lin Wurou as scared as possible, and then attract these Evil Fallen.
The Evil Fallen didn’t pounce on Bai Wu, who was without negative emotions. They were only level three Evil Fallen, and although they possessed a portion of intelligence, it was completely different from true intelligence.
As soon as Bai Wu saw that face, several similar Evil Fallen rapidly erged right in front of him, not just in front, but on both sides as well.
The negative emotions of Lin Wurou and Yin Shuang had attracted quite a few Evil Fallen.
This was also one of Bai Wu’s goals.
"Begin the slaughter!"
All these Evil Fallen were only level three, and with a swing of his bronze axe, Bai Wu could almost solve one with a single blow.
Although Yin Shuang and Lin Wurou felt fear and disgust, it made them strike even more ruthlessly.
The three of them were no longer the inexperienced forces they had been when they first t.
In one encounter, all the Evil Fallen were wiped out, the speed so fast that it seed almost dreamlike to Lin Wurou.
"Is that it?" Lin Wurou felt sothing was odd.
"What else?" Bai Wu picked up the cards.
And these restless Yellow Line Grasses suddenly began to suck the bodies,
Countless black, white, greasy, and sticky insects crawled out of the mud-like bodies.
Nobody wanted to take a second look, Bai Wu included.
After picking up seven cards, he imdiately sprinted forward.
Deliberately heightening his companions’ fear to lure the Evil Fallen was one way to collect more cards.
On the other hand, he noticed that when devouring bodies, these plants seed very quiet.
The bodies of the seven Evil Fallen clustered together, causing a large number of Yellow Line Grasses ahead to start leaning in a certain direction.
They finally showed their "fangs," as countless roots drilled directly into those filthy bodies like striped parasites.
This ti was brief, but after so turmoil, Bai Wu, Lin Wurou, and Yin Shuang left the Club Two area.
The stele engraved with the Club Two in front made Bai Wu frown, which ant they still had to traverse the Club Two area.
[Real n never look back at explosions, but if you’re willing to look back after ten seconds, you’ll find it rather beautiful. Congratulations on entering the next area, which is called the Bridge of the Dead, there are no obstacles, you’ll just see a lot of dead people. But you’d better not respond to these dead—take this true expert, Yan, very seriously—I’m warning you, do not talk to the dead, rember! Do not, talk to the dead!]
The Club area, the Bridge of the Dead.
Bai Wu hadn’t figured out what the Bridge of the Dead ant yet, but as a real man, he decided to look back and see the explosion.
This look back made Yin Shuang and Lin Wurou’s scalps tingle.
In short, all the Yellow Line Grass started writhing like mad, with those root-like feeding chanisms that had been hidden in the branches all exposed.
Is this image disgusting? It’s probably like seeing millions of worm-like earthworms constantly wriggling.
"So... have we just narrowly escaped death twice?" Lin Wurou imagined if she hadn’t left the square area in ti, she’d likely be gone by now.
Bai Wu, however, was quite satisfied. His eyes certainly didn’t deceive him; this scene was truly friendly to those with trypophobia.
Explosions are so beautiful, art is indeed an explosion.
After watching, Bai Wu turned around contentedly, ready to continue on the journey. Lin Wurou and Yin Shuang ca back to their senses and realized that Bai Wu was really a freak...
Although he didn’t have a watch on him now, the joyous expression on Bai Wu’s face gave them a ridiculous sense of not being on the sa wavelength with him.
"There doesn’t seem to be anything in this area? It looks pretty easy," Lin Wurou was making another death statent.
Bai Wu said,
"Lin Wurou, can you keep your mouth shut?"
"What do you an? I haven’t been spraying people today!"
Bai Wu’s expression beca serious,
"Pay attention to the soil under our feet in the area in front of us."
That filthy silt. Vaguely, Yin Shuang felt as if the air itself was distorting:
"There seem to be Evil Fallen in the distance, moving very slowly."
Bai Wu began to explain,
"Listen up, this area is where corpses are made, more dangerous than the area we just ca from. Those Corpse Ghosts’ silt-like bodies are made from this kind of soil. I’m not sure of the dangers lurking beneath, but I can be sure that if we awaken them, we’ll be in big trouble."
Once again, Lin Wurou and Yin Shuang felt a tingle on their scalps.
This felt like a conversation being distorted as it was passed along.
From the very beginning with the "Bridge of the Dead," it beca all about the soil of Corpse Ghosts as it was passed on.
Of course, Bai Wu did this deliberately, and Yin Shuang and Lin Wurou were long past the stage of getting to the bottom of things.
Bai Wu wasn’t always the leader, they trusted him anyway; now that he was the leader, there was even less reason to doubt him.
"So how can we safely get through this area? The answer is simple, just shut up."
"What do you an?"
"This place carries the grudges of countless corpses, you will see many illusions. This road is bound to be taken slowly, and if during this process, you are moved by so remarks in the illusions and respond to them..."
"What will... what will happen, crap, don’t scare !" Lin Wurou started to imagine various terrifying scenarios.
"You’ll be dragged into the silt." Bai Wu didn’t actually know what would happen; he was just trying to make these two understand the key to getting through this next area.
"I got it, just don’t talk, right? I’ll pretend I don’t have a mouth!" Lin Wurou promised earnestly.
Yin Shuang and Bai Wu silently expressed their doubt.
Bai Wu warned again,
"You can use the Return Roulette to go back now, I’m serious. If soone talks later on, it might affect others. Leave before anything happens. If you can’t stay absolutely silent, then act like you’re dead and don’t continue forward."
"But why are you moving forward?" Lin Wurou challenged.
"Because I’m a freak," Bai Wu admitted openly.
For a mont, Yin Shuang and Lin Wurou found themselves speechless and unable to rebut.
"I understand, I won’t talk." What exactly was in the club three area, even Yin Shuang was curious; she didn’t want to give up.
Although Bai Wu had long surpassed her, Lin Wurou still felt it necessary to protect the newcor.
"Then let’s move forward,"
With one foot, Bai Wu stepped over the stele and onto the black sludge.
The desolate Club area, with its eerily desecrated winds like wailing, perated the air.
A bone-chilling coldness seeped in.
Particularly for Yin Shuang, damp all over, she looked at Bai Wu’s figure and suddenly found it strange, as if she were no longer in the sa world as Bai Wu.
An unnaable coldness seed to emanate from the soul.
Without much hesitation, she and Lin Wurou eventually stepped onto the black foul earth as well.
...
...
"Have you seen my girlfriend’s cara?"
The mont Bai Wu set foot on this land, the illusion ca.
The scene before her eyes changed abruptly.
Gone were the horrifying Bomb Coconut Trees and the frightful Yellow Line Grass, and there was no stench of decay; instead, the sea breeze brought a touch of warmth, and seagulls cried in the sky.
In the distance, people surrounded a fire in laughter and chatter, holding a bonfire party. Bai Wu felt very close to these people, yet at the sa ti as if they were far away.
A man of about Bai Wu’s age, wearing a cap, stopped right in front of Bai Wu.
"Have you seen my girlfriend’s cara?"
At that mont, Bai Wu sensed the malice this world held for a good Samaritan.
He really wanted to answer the question with a question: What does your girlfriend’s cara look like, what model is it, what brand, how long had it been used, where was it lost? Why is your girlfriend’s cara with you...
It turns out the clown is myself, and the person who most wants to speak isn’t Lin Wurou, it’s Bai Wu.
Bai Wu was feeling sowhat suffocated.
Fortunately, understanding Prayle’s Eye provided so information—
[Now is the ti to solve so of the mysteries of this corpse island with detective Yan. The man in front of you has a beautiful girlfriend, and not everyone can encounter a woman who is both pretty and good at managing household affairs. To afford his girlfriend’s expenses, he even committed theft and has a criminal record.
This man’s girlfriend likes luxury goods and enjoys photography and being photographed, so she bought a starter cara. Guess what happened? She lost the cara, and after failing to get a new one from her boyfriend, she decisively broke up with him, using the accusation that the cara was stolen by him, a man with a prior criminal record.
So he ca to this island because there is a rumor—every trouble in life can be swept away on this island. Doesn’t it seem far-fetched? But people who believed this weren’t few seven hundred years ago, he he he he ha ha ha ha he he he he, I’m laughing so hard I could turn into a fishman sandwich.]
So that’s how it is...
The note provided a detailed account of the man’s past, and since this place is called the Bridge of the Dead, Bai Wu thought that perhaps the person before him was just a wandering spirit?
Or perhaps an obsession? This island could solve all the troubles in life? It seems that there was no lack of magical realism seven hundred years ago.
Suppressing the desire to speak, he began to proceed forward. This ti... he had a feeling that the road might indeed be difficult to traverse.
Bai Wu had braced himself and beca sufficiently vigilant of the Bridge of the Dead, but what he hadn’t anticipated was...
That the difficulty of this road was actually far greater than he had imagined.
The scenery shifted abruptly, and in a familiar small town, Bai Wu heard a familiar voice and saw a familiar figure.
The usually composed Bai Wu, at that instant, seed as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes bulging, and he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"Why are you walking so fast; don’t you recognize anymore?"
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