2020 is the time when this game will be released in closed beta in real life.
The dates here use their real-world dates, not the dates of this world, which are completely different from the tombstones of the residents of Huanshan Town outside.
Wanderers from another world, this is obviously talking about players.
The tombstones inside are all engraved with characters they recognize, while the tombstones of the residents of Huanshan Town outside are all engraved with characters from this world.
Xiao Zhimiao moved the lamp ball and took a quick look. They were all tombstones with the words "wanderers from another world" written on them. There were so many of them, there were at least thousands of them.
This is a cemetery that belongs to players.
Xu Zhilan walked forward and squatted down in front of a tombstone. Xiao Zhimiao followed and took a look, and saw the name of the owner of the tombstone on it: Xu Zhilan.
The date above reads: July 27, 2021.
According to the actual date, today is July 24, and Xu Zhilan died three days later.
Xiao Zhimiao glanced at it and saw the names of Mo Ke and Shen Mi next to the tombstone. They were all players in the same dungeon as them. According to the somewhat crooked arrangement of the tombstone, there were a total of eleven players' names, but only
Missing hers.
"besides."
Xu Zhilan stood up and took two steps forward and stood in front of a tombstone. The name on the tombstone was still Xu Zhilan.
The date is July 25, 2021, and he died tomorrow.
The light ball was controlled by Xu Zhilan, illuminating the tombstone in front of him. The small tombstones around them were all the names of the players in their copy.
Xu Zhilan and their names appeared at least four times. Starting from July 23, the first day they entered, the dates were different, but the furthest date was July 27.
In the last row of tombstones they saw, there were only nine players' names, missing Xu Zhilan and a player named Mu Yuan.
"That's not right." Xu Zhilan said softly.
"What's wrong?"
Xu Zhilan went back to the place where he first saw his tombstone, looked diagonally behind him, and pointed at the tombstone in his sight, "This tombstone is the name of the missionary. According to the arrangement of the tombstones,
He didn't have our names next to him, and he was the first to die."
Xiao Zhimiao looked and saw the date July 24, 2021, written on the tombstone belonging to the missionary, which is today.
"And..." Xu Zhilan rubbed the tombstone, "This tombstone is very new. Those tombstones all have the same signs of aging. They should be from the same period."
Xu Zhilan turned to look at Xiao Zhimiao and said slowly: "Don't you think, except for this relatively new one, the rest of our copies from the same period look like they were from the last century?"
Xiao Zhimiao pondered: "It does look like it's been a few years."
Xu Zhilan raised the corners of his mouth, and half of his body was hidden in the shadows, making his expression look a little dark and unclear.
"I have actually died so many times, but it seems that I have lived once and am still alive now. But judging from the dates of these tombstones, maybe I will die tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow. This copy is really interesting."
Xiao Zhimiao felt that the magic circle outside was in danger. He moved the lamp ball towards the puppet standing in front of them waiting for them. He looked back at Xu Zhilan and said, "It's better if you're not dead now. It hasn't happened yet."
Don’t think about things so much.”
Xu Zhilan laughed and followed, "That's right. After all, your name is not on those tombstones, so you have no psychological burden."
Xiao Zhimiao looked at Xu Zhilan strangely, "You actually have psychological burden?"
Xu Zhilan is a person who is not afraid of death at first glance.
"I have no psychological burden on my own death. I just see that I have died so many times, but you are still alive. Maybe in a certain time and space, one of us will live and the other will die. It is really sad that we are separated forever.
, just thinking about it, I have a heavy psychological burden."
Xu Zhilan's voice was soft and fluttering, and she didn't look very sad at all.
"If your name is on the tombstone but not mine, I will be sad, but if we live together or die together, I won't have this burden."
Xiao Zhimiao: Okay, Xu Zhilan started to get sick again.
Xu Zhilan looked at Xiao Zhimiao and didn't want to respond to him, and then said: "I don't think that except for the relatively new tombstone of the missionary, the other tombstones are from the same time period as ours."
Xiao Zhimiao then glanced at him and asked, "What should I say?"
Xu Zhilan: "Xiao Zhi, do you believe there will be time to reset? It's like we have already experienced this copy, or in other words, we have experienced this life, or to put it in a shorter way, we have mastered this game.
, but the time was all reset again, and we all started over again.”
"Now, we are at a new point in time."
Xiao Zhimiao nodded: "The conjecture can be established, but do you have anything to base it on? Apart from these tombstones."
Xu Zhilan: "There is one, I heard about it from the intelligence department of Shenwu Bureau."
"tell me the story."
"I heard that there is a prop that can go back in time. This prop is one of the god-level props."
Xu Zhilan emphasized again: "It is a god-level prop, not a gift."
God-level props are items used by gods. Their power and effects are extremely powerful and unparalleled. They are unmatched by gifts.
God-level props are items that even gods are afraid of and cannot resist twisting. Gifts are just high-level props given to players in this game. Gifts sound like great honors bestowed by God, but they actually mean giving.
On this point, Xiao Zhimiao and Xu Zhilan had the same idea.
Xu Zhilan: "The three props in this dungeon are god-level props, but together they are, and separately they can only be considered sub-god-level props."
After all, of these three props, one is to snatch people from the hands of the God of Death, one is to deceive the God of Death, and the other is to take anyone's life on behalf of the God of Death.
Death: I didn't mess with any of you.
The doll led the two of them into the middle of the cemetery and stood in front of a tombstone. The tombstone in front of them was missing a palm-sized round hole in the middle. This was the tombstone they were looking for.
There is no word engraved on this tombstone, it is blank.
There was a circular depression under the hole of the tombstone. Looking at the size of the depression, Xiao Zhimiao thought about it and took it out of his system backpack. In the afternoon, he found a circular depression on Bunian's bones at the waterwheel at the entrance of the town.
shaped pendant.
I took the pendant and compared it with the recess, and it fit perfectly.
Feeling that the magic circle outside the cemetery had dissipated, Xiao Zhimiao tore off the pendant chain and inserted the pendant into the depression.
A burst of light snaked up from the bottom of the tombstone, and words and patterns began to appear on the blank surface.
Under the painting of Yingying white light, a carving pattern of thorns and roses appeared on the tombstone, and the name of the owner of this tombstone was: Sethia
This is the tombstone of the witch Secia who looked exactly like her and was resurrected with a doll.
The light continued to snake upwards along the tombstone, and finally converged at the circular hole, generating a beam of strong light that shone diagonally behind them, pointing directly to a place above.
Under this light, Xiao Zhimiao glanced at the name engraved on a crooked tombstone next to Sethia's tombstone, which read:
Xiao Yun, a wanderer from another world
a good knight
Date of death: October 18, 2020
Xiao Zhimiao's pupils shrank, and her heart was shocked. This was her...brother's tombstone.
The date of death on the tombstone is the same as Xiao Yun's death date in reality, and this day is also the date when Xiao Zhimiao, who was in a vegetative state after a car accident, regained consciousness and woke up.
Xiao Zhimiao's mind began to become chaotic, and something began to surface as the plot of her copy progressed. It was a fact that almost frightened her.
Doll Town, the soul bead that brought the dead back to life, and my brother’s tombstone.
Her awakening, his death.
Xiao Zhimiao connected this series of events and got an answer that frightened her. The string in her mind about her brother Xiao Yun that had been stretched for a long time was pulled so tightly at this moment that it was almost broken.
"Little cicada, hurry up, they are coming!"
Xu Zhilan swung out the golden whip in his hand, defeated the charging monster, and pulled Xiao Zhimiao up from the ground.
An assassination puppet rushed towards Xiao Zhimiao, and the mutilated puppet that had been standing aside to guide them stood in front of Xiao Zhimiao.
The body of the mutilated doll was scratched by the sickle in the hand of the assassinated doll monster, exposing the cotton wool in the body, and the hood it was wearing was also scratched to pieces.
Xiao Zhimiao immediately came to his senses, looked at the strange stick insect-like puppet's face, drew his bow and shot an arrow.
The stick insect doll was disemboweled by the magic arrow.
After Xu Zhilan whipped out another whip, Xiao Zhimiao shot a magic arrow. This arrow contained enough magic elements to blow up a group of puppet monsters in front of them. For a moment, the puppets were
The monster can't catch it.
This arrow consumed a lot of Xiao Zhimiao's magic value, and she could see that the gray part of the magic value bar had advanced by one-third to the red part.
She only has 30 points of physical strength left.
She had already used up a lot of her physical strength by running Xu Zhilan to the cemetery. These 30 points of physical strength were enough for her to carry these doll monsters back to the hotel.
Xiao Zhimiao took a deep breath, turned to look at her brother's tombstone, and suppressed the emotions in her heart.
After she clears this dungeon, she will investigate the matter carefully. If her brother really died in this dungeon for her, then she must find a way to get the soul orb that can resurrect him no matter what.
Xiao Zhimiao withdrew his gaze and inadvertently glanced at the broken puppet next to him. The puppet that led them to find the round tombstone had been scratched and tattered. It turned to face Xiao Zhimiao, revealing a picture of Xiao Zhimiao
A very familiar face.
Xiao Zhimiao's eyes widened slightly. This doll is... Carter?
