Just as Lawrence cautiously walked to the door of the stairwell, he heard the sound coming from the stairwell again. Because the distance was closer than before, he could clearly hear the sound coming from the stairwell this time.
What.
"Help...help." A slightly immature girl's voice came out from the wooden door of the stairwell. This refreshed Lawrence's mind, and many things he had seen in his previous life immediately appeared in his mind. For example, xxxx, xxx, xxx, etc.
Waiting for a series of things that may be harmonized as long as you say it.
But thinking of the ghost he just found here, Lawrence immediately became alert. Then he kicked open the door and pointed his pistol inside. When the dust fell, Lawrence found that there was nothing in the stairwell, just on the floor.
There is a thick layer of ash.
"Huh?" Looking at the transparent stairwell in front of him, Lawrence frowned. The sound he heard just now obviously came from here, but why is there nothing here now.
"Help!" Lawrence searched the stairwell and found nothing. Just when he thought he might have been hallucinating, another weak voice came out.
Lawrence's body, which had been fully strengthened after awakening, immediately recognized the location of the sound: under the wooden board under his feet, and the sound was very blurry because it was blocked by the floor. If he hadn't gotten into this narrow stairwell, he would not have been able to hear it at all.
It's impossible to determine the exact location where the sound came from.
"Floor?" Lawrence lowered his head and looked at the dusty floor, and then used his feet to push away the dust on the ground. Different from the brick floor just now, the floor here is a complete wooden floor.
"I swear I must bring a crowbar next time. Damn it, I read so many adventure-related novels and movies in my previous life. Why didn't anyone say that I must bring this thing with me?" Lawrence complained while kneeling on the ground and using the crowbar with him.
Use the utility knife to pry the floor along the seams of the wooden boards.
Fortunately, after prying open a piece of floorboard, Lawrence found that a streak of iron gray appeared under the wooden floor. And with this piece of wooden floor removed, it was much easier to pry open other floors.
What's even more fortunate is that the wooden floor is not laid directly on the ground, but is slightly overpriced by shelves. Therefore, the gap under the wooden board is just enough for Lawrence to pry open all the other wooden boards.
When all the wooden boards were piled into the corner, an iron plate with an iron ring appeared in front of him. Lawrence tried to pull the iron ring, and unexpectedly, the entire iron plate was lifted up.
After the iron plate was removed, a dark cellar appeared in front of us. At the same time, a stream of fresh air blew out from the tunnel, proving that the cellar below had an adequate ventilation system.
"Who built this?" Lawrence frowned. Before he came, he had read all the information about this place from the Church of Knowledge, including even the structural diagram of the building. But none of these information mentioned that this place is located in the stairwell.
The basement below.
At this time, the cry for help came from the underground again. Lawrence could clearly hear that the person asking for help seemed a little out of breath. He knew that if someone was really in danger, if he hesitated any longer, that person would definitely be in trouble.
Thinking of this, he took out two bottles, one large and one small, from his arms, and then poured the green powder in the small bottle into the transparent liquid in the large bottle.
After screwing on the cap of the large bottle and shaking it vigorously, a fluorescent green light emerged from the large bottle. Then Lawrence walked into the tunnel holding the large bottle, which was about the same size as a light bulb.
Surprisingly, the tunnel was not deep. He only walked down one floor or so and reached the bottom floor. Then what appeared in front of him was an underground space of at least two hundred square meters.
To be precise, this is just a hastily dug basement, with rough wooden boards supporting the walls and roof. Many small mushrooms popped up from every corner of the basement. Since the place is near the sea, the water table is also very high.
Therefore, although there is no water on the ground in this house, it still feels like being in a sauna.
Perhaps he heard someone walking into the basement, and the caller called for help again. Following the sound, Lawrence raised the glowing bottle in his hand and raised his head, and then he saw the caller.
To be precise, this is a rat man who is hung upside down on the ceiling by one foot by a rope that glows with metal. It's just that unlike the gray and black hair of ordinary rat men, this rat man's hair is...
A fiery red color.
Ratmen are short, humanoid creatures with rodent-like appearance. They are usually only 1.2 meters tall, about the same as a six or seven-year-old child. And they look much cuter than rats, more like those cartoons.
The mouse in.
They generally have better relations with humans and tend to get along well with humans, and often establish rat communities in the sewers, dark alleys and shadows of human cities.
Historically speaking, they originated from the underground areas of dry deserts and plains, but now they are a highly urbanized race. Most of them live in human cities and are mainly engaged in commerce and handicrafts, as well as cleaning sewers.
The type is suitable for their work. For example, Lawrence knew that there was a rat businessman among the partners of the Logistics Department of the Church of Knowledge.
"Hey, rat friend, what's going on with you?" Even though he recognized the other person's race, Lawrence still looked at the rat man hanging on the roof with some vigilance. After all, this place was related to a cult, and he didn't
I hope I get caught accidentally.
"Thank God, someone finally came to save me -" The rat man who was hanging upside down made a sound of relief at this time, and then explained. "Didn't I just see the gang members running out of this place, so
I wanted to take this opportunity to come in and find something, but I didn’t expect to find something after digging here. When I reached out to get it, I was caught in this trap.”
Only then did Lawrence notice that underneath it was a small altar made of granite, only about half a meter tall. The altar was inlaid with dozens of pieces of Opal, and in the center of the altar was a calf-sized six-armed snake-man statue.
There are five or six slightly rough gold and silver ornaments placed in front of the statue. It seems that the rat man must have fallen into a trap when taking these ornaments.
Sure enough, this place has something to do with the demonized snake man, Lawrence thought as he looked at the six-armed snake man statue on the altar, and then he turned to look at the hung female rat man: "By the way, I remember that you rat tribe are all very flexible.
Why are you trapped in this little noose?"
"Don't mention it." The tone of the rat lady revealed her helplessness. "When I was pulled up by this thing, my knee was dislocated. I couldn't go up and untie the noose. I think if no one else
If you save me, I might have to break my own legs to escape."
"Then how can I help you?" Lawrence asked, "Can I use magic to break the noose on your leg?"
"Don't!" The rat man quickly stopped Lawrence. "Someone added demon-hating metal to this noose. As a result, I used flame rays to hit it. Not only did it have no effect at all, the temperature of the noose rose.
The queen almost set the hair on my legs on fire."
As soon as Lawrence heard about the demon-hating metal, she knew that neither pistols nor magic missiles would be able to do anything, but she quickly thought of another way.
"Wait for me, I'll go out and get something and then I can save you." After saying that, Lawrence ran out of the basement.