Reske climbed out of bed hesitantly and found a pair of slippers that suited him lying beside the bed.
After putting on his shoes, he did not open the door immediately, but walked around the room to see if the fog horn was left somewhere in the room - this thing had long been bound to his soul, even if
Even if he lost it, he should be able to sense it, but here, he actually completely lost contact with the horn. This hollow feeling made him quite uncomfortable, but surprisingly, he actually felt a vague sense of relief.
It was as if something that had been weighing on my heart was loosened.
Then Resker saw a strange thing on the wall.
It's about the size of a palm, with a piece of transparent glass in the middle, but it's glowing inside. What's even more amazing is that the light is colorful and evenly divided into several squares.
This reminded him of the deliberately patchwork stained glass windows in some churches. When sunlight passes through them, colorful patches of color are projected on the ground.
Resker also discovered that there were several characters inlaid on these squares. Although he didn't understand what they meant, it made him realize that they might be buttons. From a certain perspective, the more particular people are, the more they will notice the small things.
A lot of hard work.
He tried patting the glass.
There was only a soft "ding" sound, and a strange device on the wall suddenly moved! It opened a row of slender mouths and made a low whirring sound.
Reske was startled! He quickly shrank back, and after confirming that the thing was not dangerous, he cautiously approached it again.
Then he smelled a cool breeze.
Is this thing a ventilation device?
Reske stood on tiptoes curiously and put his hand close to the small opening. Sure enough, cool wind kept flowing out, as if there were many ice cubes hidden inside!
Interesting device.
Before he could take a closer look, there was a banging sound outside the door, which immediately made his slightly relaxed heart pick up again.
Resker held his breath and listened for a moment to confirm that he heard correctly. This was definitely the sound of a knife chopping on a chopping board, and the cuts were still bone-in-bone pieces of meat!
The scene of a bloody slaughterhouse emerged in his mind.
When talking to other believers, he had heard that some cultists do have a hobby of eating the same kind of people. Is it possible that the same is true for the Karma Cult? In fact, Resker himself is not sure whether this place is the embrace of gods or whether he has fallen into it.
In the hands of the cultists. However, the banging and banging sounds made him more and more uneasy, because the chopping took too long... Unless there is a professional slaughterhouse, most people simply don't have so much meat to chop.
When I thought about him lying on the bed unconscious before, this feeling of uneasiness amplified a little more.
Resker decided that he couldn't wait here forever, it was better to take a little more initiative in his hands - even though this place revealed something unusual, he still had to go out and explore the situation.
Thinking of this, he reached out to hold the door handle and tried to twist it.
The door is unlocked.
He opened the door softly, and there was a narrow corridor outside. The sound of chopping meat was not far from him, at least it was on the opposite side of the next door. Reske followed the sound and walked over, quietly peeking into the door.
Bang bang bang——
It was a woman wielding a machete. She was humming a tune while chopping the chicken nuggets on the chopping board. The results were horrific. The chicken nuggets were either bounced away or cut into empty spaces with the knife, but the woman was not aware of it and continued
He is competing with these meats, as if he won't stop until they are chopped into pieces.
Now Resker can't be bothered.
He didn't know whether to sneak away or step forward to correct her sword skills.
No...it's better to slip away.
Although this woman was not a cult butcher who wanted to chop him into pieces, she seemed to be in a bad state of mind, so he felt that it was definitely not a good thing to talk to her rashly.
Reske moved a few steps forward and suddenly heard a very familiar voice.
This made him slightly startled.
The voice was indeed familiar, but the words spoken by the other party were in a language he had never heard of before. It was not the lingua franca of mainland China, nor was it Tritonese... Even if it was a dialect spoken in a remote area, he wouldn't be able to understand it at all.
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If it had been anyone else, he would have walked away without paying attention, but this sound prevented him from moving forward. Resker took a deep breath and gently pushed open the door where the sound came from.
Then he saw a young man.
The other person may be slightly older than himself, but he is definitely not over twenty-five years old. He is holding a small iron plate in his hand, as if he is having a conversation with someone.
The moment the door opened, the other party also saw him.
The man first said a phrase quickly, but after seeing that he was a little dazed, the other party immediately switched to another language.
This time Resker understood.
"Are you awake?"
He subconsciously asked, "...Mr. Chao?"
"Yes," the other party replied readily, "it's me."
What exactly is going on?
Before Reske could ask the most puzzling question in his mind, he heard footsteps coming from behind.
"Oh, he's awake too. I thought someone was here."
also?
He turned around and found that the speaker was the woman who was chopping up the chicken. She still held the machete that shone coldly in her hand.
Looking at the front, Reske suddenly felt that she looked vaguely familiar.
"Who are you……"
"First time we meet, my name is Lovisya." The woman smiled.
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In the kitchen, Leske quickly cut the washed vegetables into sections and poured them into the soup pot. Then he picked up the knife and chopped tomatoes.
"Do you really don't need my help?" Lovisya asked eagerly.
"No, just watch." He said while peeling, "By the way, have you really cooked before?"
Although he had quite a few questions at the moment, such as where this place was, what was going on with the Gray Hill Mine, and whether the evil god had come... But Mr. Chao asked him to talk about it later, because the other party was busy with very important things now, and
The lives of thousands of people in Brilliant Castle are related, and not a single second can be delayed. If it were him before, he would definitely continue to ask, but now he has lost his horn and seems to have lost a piece of his spirit, so he just accepted Mr. Chao
statement.
As for Lovisya, he finally remembered why he felt familiar - this person was one of the leaders of the Miners' Brotherhood. When he mixed with the slave labor group to observe Gaotian Company, he might have had one or two encounters with her.
We met each other for the first time. However, compared with the sickly image in my memory, she is full of energy now.
Even the first thing Lovisya did after waking up was to take care of Mr. Chao's food and prepare a lunch for him when he was busy!
God knows what a terrible end result she would have made if she hadn't intervened.
"Of course, Hai Qi doesn't eat less of the food I cook... Of course, she prefers to eat some of the food cooked by her sister."
Rebel miners, hiding deep in the foggy area, cooking... these words were connected together, and Resker immediately understood the other party's cooking skills. He had no dislike for these low-level Tritonians, and even had some natural affinity.
But giving Mr. Chao something that they can swallow as a staple food would be very disrespectful to the latter.
He finally poured the chicken pieces and tomatoes into the pot and closed the lid. The basic process of this "chicken chowder soup" was completed, and the next step was to wait.
But having said that, this small kitchen is really magical... It is so narrow that it can barely accommodate two people, but it has incredible kitchen utensils than any hotel kitchen. For example, this stove that can automatically emit fire, emit radiant heat from inside.
The air-conditioned food storage cabinet, the small fan that removes all the smoke... They are not strange structures, but they have the ability to be compared to strange structures. Even the faucets that automatically deliver water are more refined and easy to use than those in the homes of the nobles of Brilliant Castle.
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"So...where are we?" Reske looked at the blue fire at the bottom of the pot and murmured in a low voice.
"Is there any need to ask?" Lovisya shrugged, "The answer is almost obvious."