The ethereal bells shook the air, shaking off the snow covering the bell tower. The soft light outlined its old outline, making it look like a lonely lighthouse, guiding the way for the lost.
The hands on the dial began to rotate rapidly.
At the same time, a huge sense of tiredness and exhaustion invaded everyone's bodies and minds, making people drowsy.
Next to the fireplace, Gu Chi, who was hiding on the blanket, shook his head vigorously, forcing himself to stay awake and walked to the window.
The cotton-padded jacket wrapped around him slipped to the ground as he stood up.
Lingmao was awakened by the movement, "Hey, your clothes!"
It’s such a cold day, you’ll get frozen if you don’t wear a cotton-padded jacket!
Gu Chi didn't seem to hear him, and his cotton-padded jacket was stepped on by him. Regardless of the cold, he quickly came to the window and looked at the bell tower.
I can see this clearly in retrospect.
There are two dials, one blue and one yellow. Only the hands of the blue dial above are rotating at an accelerated speed.
One lap, two laps, three laps...
Gu Chi stared at the blue dial, silently counting the number of circles in his mind.
He grabbed the window sill with both hands, with veins bulging on the back of his hands. His expression even looked ferocious due to excessive exertion, and his eyes soon became bloodshot.
Gu Chi wanted to stay elegant, but he had no choice. He had to do this to temporarily withstand the strong sleepiness coming from all parts of his body... for the time being.
Gu Chi had been working very hard to fight against this mysterious force coming from the bell tower, but even so, he still couldn't hold on for long.
When the pointer completed its fifth revolution, Gu Chi could no longer hold on and fell down as if he had lost all strength.
But he didn't seem to fall to the floor?
This warm and soft feeling...as if someone was giving him a cushion?
Before closing his eyes, Gu Chi took one last look.
At some point, Lingmao had already fallen at his feet, still clutching the cotton-padded jacket stained with shoe prints in her hand.
River Bird and Mustard Soup had also gone to sleep long ago.
The two of them remained seated, very close to each other.
The head of the mustard soup rested on the shoulder of the river bird, and the head of the river bird fell on the head of the mustard soup.
The night returns to silence.
Only the firelight of the fireplace danced softly.
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…
the next day.
As soon as Lingmao opened his eyes, he saw a beautiful scenery.
It snowed all night last night, and the weather seems to be much better today. The bright sunshine shines into the living room, making the air a little warm.
Gu Chi was sitting at the coffee table, writing something seriously. The light hit the side of his face, and he began to glow.
The rustling sound of the pen tip scratching the paper seemed to contain some kind of rhythm, neither fast nor slow, just in time with her heartbeat.
Lingmao admitted that at this moment, she was impressed by Gu Chi's handsomeness.
"Are you awake?" Gu Chi asked without raising his head.
"Well." Lingmao stretched out and sat up, only to find that she was covered with a cotton-padded jacket. She tilted her head in confusion: "Isn't this your clothes? Why are they on me? Can you help me?"
Did I build it?"
"The wind blows."
"Yeah?"
Gu Chi didn't answer again.
Lingmao was in a better mood. She stood up, patted the dust on her body, put her cotton-padded jacket on the sofa, and walked to Gu Chi again, "What are you writing?"
"Neil's words."
There were two pieces of paper in front of Gu Chi, one was the letter left by Neil, and the other was the conversation he had with Neil the night before.
By writing down the conversation and comparing it with the letter, it will be easier to find the key information.
"You actually remember what he said?" - Lingmao wanted to ask this, but when she got closer, her attention was attracted by another thing. She found that Gu Chi was originally clean
There are many sexy beards on his chin...
Lingmao opened his eyes wide: "You, you have a beard?!"
"Yeah." Gu Chi said "Yeah" lightly, not taking it to heart at all.
Charm 9's beard should be as long as it can be.
Lingmao seemed to suddenly realize something and ran into the bathroom.
She looked at the woman in the mirror.
...Damn it, I have really grown up!
After a while, Jiangniao and Mustard Tang, who were relying on each other, also woke up. Seeing each other's old and slightly greasy faces, they fell into silence.
So ugly...
Jiangniao doesn't want to see the mustard soup anymore.
Mustard Soup didn’t want to look at him anymore.
Jiang Niao silently took out his phone and opened his calendar.
"November 16, 5792."
"92 minus 82... ten years passed last night?"
"Then today..."
"It should be twenty years from today to tomorrow." Gu Chi continued, "It will be forty years from tomorrow to the day after tomorrow."
Jiang Niao's hand shook: "Then we will be gone the day after tomorrow?"
Adding the leap time to their own age, in two days, their age will be close to 100. Even if they are lucky enough to survive, what can an old man in his 90s or 100s do?
By then, let alone the self-destructing robot, he might not even be able to rub out a leg of the robot, and the only thing he could do was wait for death.
Gu Chi noticed Jiang Niao's expression: "Feeling pressure?"
Jiang Niao nodded slightly nervously. Although dying from old age does not sound painful, who doesn't want to live if you don't want to die?
Gu Chi: "Then seize the time and make more machinery. It may be used later."
After finishing washing, Lingmao came out of the toilet and felt that these words sounded very familiar.
Mustard Soup blamed himself: "It would be nice if my skill level was higher."
For yesterday's dinner, he specially made four more bowls of refreshing soup according to the request of Lu Chi.
But obviously, the effect was not very good, and they still fell asleep.
After falling asleep inexplicably for two consecutive nights, Mustard Soup also saw that Bell Tower had the ability to force people to sleep. If the quality of his awakening soup was higher, it might be able to withstand this power.
"It's not your fault, and it's not about the Xingshen soup." Gu Chi shook his head. He had thought about this problem when he got up early this morning. No matter how advanced the Xingshen soup is, it is still Xingshen soup, and the essence of the medicinal diet will not change.
In other words, its medicinal properties are too mild and will be washed away by ferocious "diseases".
There is a good solution, not to increase the level of Xingshen soup, but to increase the dosage of functional ingredients or drugs.
Or simply -
"What is the name of the ingredient in the soup that can keep people excited?" Gu Chi asked.
"Awakening grass." Mustard soup replied.
Gu Chi: "Then let's eat one plant each of us tonight?"
Everyone: "???"
What the hell?
Mustard Soup said quickly: "No, no, the Awakening Grass is poisonous and cannot be eaten raw. It must be treated with water above 105 degrees."
Okay... Gu Chi passed this simple plan and asked again: "How much Awakening Grass should be added to a bowl of Awakening Soup?"
"One leaf is enough." Mustard soup said, which is the standard dose.
"It's not enough. If it's severe, use strong medicine." Gu Chi said, "Add one more... no, one and a half."
Mustard soup: “…”
Jiangniao: "..."
Lingmao was a little scared: "Wouldn't this drink people to death?"
Gu Chi glanced at her: "What do you do?"
Lingmao: "I'm the one who pulls monsters... No, I'm the one who pulls monsters!"
Yes, I am a breast!
Even if she is really poisoned, it is just a debuff to her. Whether it can be dispelled or not is not discussed. As long as she does not die suddenly, she can bring it back, at least she will not let people die easily. And as long as they do not die, the poison will bring
The physical pain is actually a good thing. Coupled with the main effect of the Awakening Grass, under the double stimulation, it is not easy for them to fall asleep!
At this moment, Lingmao's eyes lit up when he looked at Gu Chi.
This man is so smart!
Gu Chi: "Do you understand what I mean?"
Lingmao: "Yeah!"
Gu Chi waved his hand: "Okay, let's go and do our own thing. We are very pressed for time, don't waste it."
"Okay...wait a minute." Lingmao walked back halfway and asked, "What's the matter with me?"
Has she lost her memory? She doesn’t remember what tasks Gu Chi has assigned her?
Gu Chi picked up the pen again: "There is a gym upstairs. Go get used to your current body so that you can run faster when pulling monsters."
Lingmao: "..."
She shouldn't have asked this question!
Lingmao cursed himself as a stupid cat in his heart and reluctantly went upstairs.
Jiangdori walked aside and picked up the screwdriver, and the mustard soup went to the kitchen.
The time was 9:37 in the morning. In order to fight against the power of the clock tower, everyone started to get busy.
Gu Chi sat on the sofa all day long.
On the two pieces of paper, he circled a few words - "clock tower", "time", "tramp", "zombie virus", "hospital", and a word he wrote himself: "eye".
Gu Chi has never forgotten the main mission of this dungeon.
Although everything they have experienced so far seems to have nothing to do with the "eye", Gu Chi always believes that it doesn't matter on the surface, and these fragmentary plots spanning time are like pearls scattered on the ground, only one thread is needed
, you can connect them all together.
All he has to do is find this thread.
…
At night, the night is as dark as ink.
Everyone sat around the fireplace again.
The difference is that this time there is a small table between them.
There is a pot of thick dark green soup on the table, which is very fragrant.
"Awakening Soup (Pure Edition): 36 times the Awakening Herb, one bowl honors courage, one bowl honors death."
Jiangniao: "..."
Lingmao: "..."
Gu Chi: "..."
To be honest, he didn't expect that the one-and-a-half-year-old Xingshen Tang looked like this.
"No, the smell is too strong."
Jiang Niao covered his nose and leaned back, with rejection written all over his face: "Is this stuff really drinkable?"
"It should be...?" Mustard Soup took a deep breath and found that the smell was not bad, but it smelled rather spicy and slightly pungent, so it wasn't really smelly.
Lingmao looked at the mustard soup that still had a calm smell after taking a big sip, and seemed to understand why he called him this name.
Jiangniao looked complicated.
Until a minute ago, he never thought that he, a person who never eats mustard, would one day drink soup that smells like mustard...
In comparison, Gu Chi was much calmer.
Originally he didn't plan to do this, but after smelling this smell...
It's just a matter of hypnotism, nothing to be afraid of.
"Ten minutes left."
Lingmao closed his eyes and began to hint to himself, muttering words: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, drink it and you will clear the level, drink it and you will clear the level..."
when!
At twelve o'clock, the bell rang as scheduled.
Gu Chi, who had always behaved very steadily, suddenly became passionate. He scooped a full bowl into the pot and raised his hand: "Everyone, if you have wine today, you will get drunk today, do it!"
Lingmao was stunned on the spot.
Well, so brave!
When Jiang Niao saw how heroic Gu Chi was, his heart trembled and he gritted his teeth. We were all men, so there was no reason why he should be more cowardly than Gu Chi.
Isn't it just soup that smells like mustard?
It’s not really mustard, I’m afraid of him!
So Jiang Niao also followed Gu Chi's example and scooped up the bowl: "Do it!"
The next second.
Jiangniao: "!!!"
His face turned red in an instant, his eyes widened and quickly became bloodshot, and his two nostrils bulged, spitting out thick air, like a cow in heat.
He was wrong...really wrong.
This doesn't smell like mustard, this horse is mustard!
Still mustard with mint!!
Jiang Niao felt an indescribable hotness rushing straight to his forehead, making his eyes filled with tears. He really wanted to cry, but his excited brain ordered him to laugh. He really...
"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"
Lingmao: "..."
Someone, please carry these two lunatics down.
Why two?
The other one is her.
Lingmao pinched her nose, closed her eyes, drank most of the bowl in one breath, then pinched her neck and walked around the room.
"Hahahaha it's so spicy, help me hahaha..."
Mustard soup: “…”
As for these two people?
He didn't drink too much in one gulp like Gu Chi and the others, but held the bowl and sipped in small sips, his brows stretched unconsciously, and he seemed to be enjoying it a bit.
This is the true warrior.
Never underestimate a homebody.
Gu Chi said nothing, gave the mustard soup a thumbs up, and went to the window to observe the bell tower.
The hands on the blue dial moved faster than yesterday, and ten revolutions passed in a blink of an eye.
After ten laps, the speed began to slowly decrease.
Fatigue gradually invaded everyone's bodies.
The effect of one and a half strong medicine is remarkable, and the sleepiness comes nearly five minutes slower tonight than last night.
Gu Chi immediately shouted into the room: "Keep drinking!"
Jiang Niao: "Hahahahaha!"
Mustard soup: "Gulu gulu."
Lingmao finished his share and helped Gu Chi bring the bowl over.
The four of them drank bowl after bowl.
Jiangniao and Lingmao almost vomited several times, but they relied on one thought to support them - they couldn't vomit, they would fall asleep if they vomited, and they would sleep for twenty years.
However, if you don’t sleep, will you really not be able to fly away in these twenty years?
"Tick tock."
The hands on the blue dial stopped rotating exactly twenty times.
At the same time, the pointer on the yellow dial below began to accelerate.
Gu Chi seemed to understand something and took out his phone and turned on the clock.
The battery in the upper right corner is one bar less than yesterday. The numbers representing seconds on the screen are scrolling crazily, and the minutes and hours are also constantly changing.
"Tick tock."
There was another pointer sound that seemed to sound directly in my mind.
The time was fixed at 06:00, and the stopwatch returned to normal.
A faint light shone in the sky, indicating that the sun was about to rise.
"So we survived?" Jiang Niao beamed.
"It's already the second day, and it's going to be dawn soon!"
"Hahahaha! This soup is so awesome. You won't drink it in vain!"
Jiangdiao was already high-fiving the mustard soup in celebration, and Lingmao also showed a relieved smile.
They didn't realize at all that their hair on the temples was quietly turning gray.
Only Gu Chi noticed this detail. He looked gloomy and opened the calendar.
Today's date is - November 17, 5812.
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