The scene in front of Yun Zhi changed little by little, and the clown disappeared.
The space vibrated violently, as if the river was overturned. Yun Zhi held on to the seat beside him to steady himself, while he was thinking about the hidden mission he had just arrived.
Destroy everything…
The scope is too large. Does the 'all' referred to here mean the entire copy?
Or in other words, the hidden mission is to ask her to destroy this copy?
Yun Zhi smiled——
The idea is crazy enough and coincides with hers.
Unfortunately, it's not possible yet.
…
The night of the sixth day.
The dim town was eerily quiet, with countless balloons painted with absurd and strange patterns flying in the sky, and everyone was laughing.
The town suddenly became very crowded, and countless people who had disappeared reappeared, with the same weird and scary smiles, and they walked in unison towards the Gaiety Theater.
The densely packed crowd of people resembled a scene of sardines snatching food, and the silent night seemed to be gradually going crazy.
Yunzhi followed them quietly, imitating their appearance, and walked towards the unknown little by little...
…
The sky was dark, the smell of decay was too strong to ignore, corpses were everywhere, and the passers-by had numb expressions, as if they were used to it.
Each family set up a large pot, the flames looked hot and dazzling in the dusk, and the pots were filled with boiling hot water.
A woman with a sallow complexion swallowed her saliva and threw the child in.
Soon, the white water was completely soaked with blood, and the dead head floated on the water little by little. The woman and the skinny man next to her waited hard until their skin and flesh were completely rotten.
The two enjoyed it intoxicatedly and swallowed it, completely ignoring that this was their most beloved child.
Scenes like this are very common in such an environment, where corpses are often exposed in the wilderness.
Yunzhi watched quietly. In the blink of an eye, the scene in front of him was changing rapidly——
The banknotes were falling like rain, and the red color was floating.
Yun Zhi caught one, but before he could examine it carefully, the banknotes spontaneously ignited little by little, and finally turned into a handful of dust and blew up in the wind.
Countless red lights burned out in a flash, and the humans on the ground collapsed in despair.
The scene continues to change——
The golden high platform was full of people, their eyes were arrogant and rude, their hair was already silver, but their faces were very youthful, and their small eyes flashed with calculation.
There were strange runes on the ground. Countless people looked at them longingly, picked up a knife, and stabbed it into their chests.
The heart was pounding, blood gradually filled the runes, and the people on the high platform seemed to be excited.
It's like completing a mysterious sacrifice. The people in the audience are dedicating themselves, and the people on the stage are enjoying it.
…
Yun Zhi suddenly pulled away from the absurd dream, only to find that a knife had appeared in his hand, and he almost stabbed it in.
She gasped for air, beads of sweat dripping from her forehead.
——Almost caught fire.
The people around him were stiff and mechanical, the ground was soaked with blood, and tens of thousands of people were worshiping.
Yun Zhi retreated little by little, and he breathed a sigh of relief until he could no longer see the group of weird, crazy, and thoroughly brainwashed believers.
It turns out that the missing tourists were not only eaten, but also because of the sacrifice...
[Main line progress: 71%→93%/100%]
…
The bloody countdown is still high in the sky, but the hotel is empty, and the lady at the front desk has long since disappeared.
The dungeon world at night is undoubtedly the craziest, especially at night when the dungeon is constantly approaching its validity period, which can be said to be full of dangers.
There was a lot of food in Yunzhi's room, most of which were given to her by the lady at the front desk before she left.
