The dim oil lamp gradually lights up, dispelling the darkness, and a figure holding an oil lamp emerges.
Lu Li lowered his eyes, stared at the left hand holding the oil lamp, raised it doubtfully, and then raised his free right hand.
Stepping out his right leg, it was indeed his left leg that moved forward. Feeling upside down, Lu Li fell uncontrollably. Before falling to the floor, Lu Li stretched out his hand to support him. The loosened oil lamp rolled out and hit the ceiling fan next to him.
Familiar with the discomfort of inverted perception, Lu Li slowly moved to the ceiling fan and picked up the oil lamp like a patient recovering from a serious illness.
The dusty metal ceiling fan no longer shone brightly. Holding the swaying oil lamp, Lu Li held it high.
The dusk spreads outward, revealing more things hidden and dark.
The tables and chairs in the living room are stuck to the ceiling, the messy dishes and spoons are left on the dining table, and the door extends along the floor.
Lu Li, who was standing on the ceiling, slowly approached the door, held the door handle, and pushed open the door that hung upside down.
The dome-like ground extends forward, and the stretched houses hang upside down from the dome. The darkness below is bottomless, and if you step out of the house, you may fall to the sky.
Lu Li already knew where he was: the filthy sewer.
The foul sewer is an outlier among the three forbidden areas.
Whether it is swamps or strange jungles, people set foot in them, establish safe zones, explore and understand them. Only the foul sewers are not included, and people know very little about them.
But Lu Li's status allowed him to know the deeper truth: the rotten sewers are a forgotten place.
Before the disaster, the Filthy Sewer used to be a town of gods located at the end of the main line of the old sewer. With the disaster, the town settled, forming a huge pit integrated into the old sewer. The local residents of the town, the church and its gods were all involved in the sinking event.
disappear in.
But that's all Lu Li knew. He understood the harsh conditions of the corrupt sewers: only when you want to enter the corrupt sewers, you will learn all the information about them.
The March Contest will place the second level in the foul sewers, allowing all players to enter here... Does it have any deep meaning?
The second of the three forbidden lands has become the first two levels of the competition, so in the distant third level, is the final strange jungle waiting for them?
Bang.
After closing the door, Lu Li retreated to the living room and called out to Will Ken in his heart. There was no response from the old exorcist. After confirming that the parchment on his chest was still there, Lu Li took out his eyeball and called the merchant Anthony.
It's just that the situation in the filthy sewers is more troublesome than imagined: Lu Li and the businessman Anthony can't understand each other's words, and the contents they write are not only reversed, but even formed into weird and unrecognizable words.
But the gesture to let him go can still be recognized.
After the businessman Anthony left, Lu Li walked to the dining table.
A note was covered in the dust on the table. He reached out and took it off. There were words written on it that Lu Li could recognize.
[Congratulations on reaching the second level]
[I hope you can still read the note, otherwise you may miss this tip]
[What you have to do is very simple. Stand in front of the window and see the exit of the filthy sewer in the distance? Once you get there, you will enter the third level]
[Remember, there will be no rewards for eliminating other players, this is a cooperative level]
Looking through the note with no abnormalities, Lu Li took out his pen and tried to copy it. However, no matter how correct his mental perception was, the written content turned into upside-down text that confused his brain.
snap
Lu Li lowered his head and looked at his feet. There was a noise coming from the second floor.
Lu Li stopped copying, put the note back in its place, and walked to the stairs.
The stairs were turned upside down and turned into a decoration. The only way for Lu Li to reach the second floor was to jump down.
After confirming that the ceiling would not collapse due to the weight and fall into the void-like sky, Lu Li jumped down from the stairwell.
Bang!
The dust trembled as the ceiling shook, and the shadows swayed as the oil lamp swayed.
Wow
At the same time, the sound of breaking glass was heard from the room at the end of the corridor.
Stepping on the ceiling that made a creaking sound, Lu Li walked along the corridor to the end. After briefly sensing the space behind the door, Lu Li pushed the door open.
This is a guest room. The window has long been broken, and the glass is scattered on the floor above the head. The breeze blows the gauze-like curtains, and two stones lie quietly around the broken glass.
While Lu Li was observing, another pebble got through the window and landed on the floor, rolling around a few times.
Stepping through the threshold-like partition above the door, Lu Li entered the room and walked to the window.
In another house about ten meters away, a figure clutching a stone appeared behind the window.
He expressed joy when his call was answered, but as expected, Lu Li couldn't understand his words, and neither did he.
At this time, the shouting figure suddenly let out some kind of surprised cry, seeming to recognize Lu Li, shouting indistinguishably, trying to express something.
Then he thought of a way and started waving his hands in front of the window like a madman and spinning around in circles.
Lu Li immediately realized what he wanted to express. In the rotten sewer where perception is reversed, normality itself represents abnormality.
But then the figure behind the window began to behave in a way that Lu Li couldn't understand: he pulled out his dagger, signaled to Lu Li, slowly changed his mouth shape, and used the dagger to slit his neck.
The expected scene of blood spurting did not happen, and the figure behind the window suddenly disappeared.
Lu Li understood the meaning of the figure from the last part of his mouth.
"Death restores condition," he said.
After approaching the window of the house, the figure committed suicide and regained his composure. Lu Li stayed for a moment, then awkwardly left the room and returned to the corridor.
There are two rooms upstairs, one is a utility room and the other is the owner's bedroom.
Standing on the ceiling directly above the bed, Lu Li looked at a book on the bedside table that was the same as here, upside down and unrecognizable.
If there is a clue hidden in this house, it should be in the owner's bedroom
At this time, his chest felt slightly warm, and Lu Li suddenly heard Will Ken's voice, which had been silent for a long time.
"Lu Li... integrates... the way... fakes his death to... get rid of... trust Will."
The normal, understandable, old voice seemed to sound from afar, forming broken words intermittently. But based on what he saw in the guest room on the second floor, Lu Li pieced together the truth: the way to blend into the surrounding environment was to fake death... I believe Will.
Coincidentally, Lu Li thought that the "gadgets" given by Vice President Chris included an eternal sleep pill.
"Take it and your pain will disappear along with your life." When he rummaged through his stomach bag to find the box containing the pills, Lu Li could almost imagine Vice President Chris's expression as she pinched the pills.
Will Ken's old voice no longer sounded, as if it had been blocked by the power of this place.
Before that, Lu Li released the sapling projection to confirm that it was not an illusion or a lie, and then took the potion.
The melted pills take effect quickly, paralyzing the body
Lu Li's heart stopped beating.
The chest no longer rises and falls.
The lowered black eyes became still, filled with a deathly grayness.