0151 Chapter Four: The End of the Ordinary (Section 22)
Zhen Cheng was not so shocked that she forgot her original purpose. This time, her eyes were only fixed on the goddess who was the source of [Antique Zero].
Then, she found a treble clef that was enlarged and marked on the goddess's body, which was built with abstract lines like a stick figure, and on her calf and ankle, which was only outlined by a black line. It was accurate and could not be a coincidence!
The treble clef originally came from the letter G that was common in many Western languages in the Middle Ages. The starting position of the line marks the G4 pitch on the score.
This curvaceous letter G has shown many different writing styles, but there is no doubt that the current form did not gradually evolve until the 16th century.
But this thing happened to appear on the stone walls carved by ancient Indians at least 15,000 years ago. This is a more direct historical subversion than geometric figures such as the octahedron and the equilateral triangle!
In historical and religious classics, as well as in the secret organizations in the world, Zhen Cheng has never heard of a god whose symbol is the treble clef.
But in reality, she happened to know a man with great supernatural powers and a treble clef tattoo on his ankle. And this man was inextricably linked to the events she was involved in.
This is...the true meaning of the last photo on Anbis's phone?
The source of everything...comes from the transfer student Qu Yun?
No, even if she is a god walking on the earth, living for tens of thousands of years is too bizarre. Zhen Cheng is more inclined to regard the tattoo on Qu Yun's ankle and the treble clef on the "goddess" on the rock wall as...
The inheritance of a certain power, or the representative emblem of a certain organization.
In this case, the meaning of the photo on Anbis' mobile phone can also be understood to mean that Qu Yun is the only clue in the world today to find the source of [Antique Zero].
"Don't look at it, this thing is weird..."
Zhen Cheng felt her hand being gently pulled by someone, and just came back to her senses. Turning to look back, she was shocked to realize that Sister Ai Logansi was in extremely bad condition.
Her face was pale, her forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, her sharp teeth were just biting her lower lip, and a line of blood dripped down her chin, soaking her white bra.
"Are you okay?" Although he didn't know what happened, Zhen Cheng still helped her move backwards away from the mural.
"As long as you don't look...it's not a big problem." Ai Luogensi gasped, as if she had to use a lot of effort to stay awake.
Looking at the other people behind him, Zhen Cheng was even more frightened. The two black windbreaker warriors knelt down and huddled on the ground, holding their heads. As for the mortal Navis and Inspector Shengbian, they simply looked at each other.
Passed out.
Fatty Shengbian even vomited and fainted at the same time. The indescribable and terrible situation made it impossible to look directly at him.
"who!"
Suddenly, Ai Luogensi used irresistible force to protect Zhen Cheng, who was still supporting her, behind her. She had already pulled out the short blunderbuss obtained from the secret space in her right hand.
Looking directly at the screen has greatly affected her vision. Now everything she sees with her eyes is double-imaged. It is impossible to aim and shoot normally. At this time, range attack shotguns are naturally more suitable.
"Oh? Captain, look! There are indigenous people at the target location!" A young woman with a cockscomb head poked her head out from the top of the mountain more than 20 meters high in the mural cave. Obviously, they climbed up from another path.
Her boyfriend with yellow hair and tattoos then showed his head and said with some surprise: "Aborigines appeared in the wilderness dozens of kilometers away from the road? The clues from the game rules must be on them! In case there are more people running away in the night, let's kill them all first.
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"Wait! How many times have I told you not to be so reckless?" The leader's calm voice came as he leaned out of the cliff with his black-rimmed glasses: "To be on the safe side, we need to confirm first that the clues are not in the minds of these people.
Only intelligence can kill."
"But due to traffic accidents, we are much later than expected. Mr. Qin is probably about to send the [Eternal Water] that the natives call it to Olympus.
If we don't come up with exact rules of the game by then, I'm afraid he will make fun of four people who can't compare to him." The punk girl scratched her head.
A few people talked unscrupulously, just like online game players chatting about school homework in front of NPCs, completely unaware that there were still living people below.
As for why Mr. Qin is the only one responsible for delivering seemingly dangerous and challenging tasks, while the relatively safe task of tracking clues and obtaining game goals requires the entire team to do so, the reason is actually very simple.
That is the five-person Lamarck game team, Mr. Qin, who sneaked into the underground of Thetis and quietly followed the "Water of Eternal Life". He specializes in hiding and escaping.
Even if something goes wrong over there, everyone believes that Mr. Qin can escape with first-hand information, and everyone will meet to make plans again.
But if you take others with you, someone might have to stay there if there is an accident. Mr. Qin doesn't have the ability to take others with him to escape.
In any case, the game rules like this could not be opened for several days after entering the game. The prompts were just one after another, and there were even two copies of the game in two far apart locations at the same time. The team leader and the others were
This is the first time I have seen Lamarck after years of hard work in the game.
When Zhen Cheng gradually pieced together the truth of the matter due to repeated "reincarnations", the "fate" that secretly pushed her into desperate situations again and again was never idle.
Zhen Cheng had never seen such methods as sending candidates for the Lamarck game before. But if these guys treat Zhen Cheng as a native who doesn't understand anything, they may inevitably suffer some losses.
"Hey! Have you heard of [Original Image]?"
Under the urging of the group members, the frail young man who seemed to be submissive had no choice but to stand up and ask questions below.
He is the most junior member of the team, having only completed seven games so far. Coupled with his timid character, he is inevitably bullied on a daily basis.
But when he stood up and spoke to the people under the rock wall, he also adopted a domineering attitude. It was obvious that in the eyes of these people, the so-called "indigenous" were not at the same level as them.
"I've heard of it..." Ai Luogensi suppressed her nausea and squeezed out these words from her throat through gritted teeth.
She held Zhen Cheng behind her with one hand, while the hand holding the gun in front of her trembled slightly, trying to pinpoint the opponent's figure in the spinning field of vision.
"What did you say? Louder!" The frail boy made a mistake that no experienced player would make in the Lamarck game. He turned his head to one side and stretched out his ears to try to hear more clearly.
boom!
Accompanied by the sound of old-style gunpowder smoke, the young man rolled down the cliff the same way he climbed up. Half of his head was opened, and his upper body became a sieve.
"I've heard of...your sister!"
After her eyes left the mural, the spinning shadow in her sight finally returned to focus, and Elogans roared decisively and fired.
Well, Sister A’s signature operation is to shoot first and speak later.