"Can I leave if I find firewood?"

　　 he asked.

　　 The skull nodded, and as the finger bones shook, more letters appeared in one piece:

　　 [The door is in the darkness around us, but it can only appear if it is illuminated by this cluster of flames. Don't try to move the flames, you can only keep making the flames burn more intensely, so that the flames cover a larger area. 】

　　 The only area covered by the bone bonfire is this clearing area, and the surrounding tombstone group can’t actually touch the light at all.

　　 "Well, where can I find firewood?"

　　【In the land. 】

　　 "I'm going to dig bones?"

　　 [Yes, excavate the corpse, take out enough bones on this table, burn the bones, and make the flames stronger. Of course, you can also choose to burn your own bones. This fire is not "picky eaters". 】

　　 Jenkins thought for a while, but he didn’t use [Reading] or [World Tree Seedlings] to create human bones. Obviously the bones are only appearances, and the soul attached to the bones is really burned. His eyes can clearly see the truth of the fire, and even if he can't see it, he doesn't think that simple bones can ignite such a strange flame.

　　 After waiting for a while, seeing that the skeleton in the robe had no further prompts, Jenkins temporarily put down the metal cocoon in his hand, carrying the backpack and preparing to walk into the darkness. But he stopped again after walking a few steps, and then asked:

　　 "If I don't find enough firewood for a long time, what will happen?"

　　 The finger bone lifted and shook a few times:

　　【The flame goes out and everything returns to darkness. 】

　　The soil here is moist enough, even with your hands, you can easily dig the ground. But Jenkins didn't do it right away, but planned to check some of those tombstones first.

　　 Tombstones are slanted in clusters, there is no pattern to be found, and no two have the same style. Some are gray stone products, and a few are wooden crosses. There are written descriptions on each of them, but because most of the tombstones are severely weathered, and some are only half left, it is difficult to identify them.

　　 But Jenkins can at least be sure that all the words that appear on the tombstone are modern and universal. He can judge the time when the tombstone was made based on the writing of the letters and the characteristics of the grammar, and the oldest one is only more than a hundred years away.

　　 He didn't dare to easily set foot on the place farther from the bonfire, so he simply checked the circle on the edge of the clearing. Confirming that there were no more clues, he pulled out the wooden tombstone closest to him, and wanted to use this as a shovel to dig the soil.

　　 But I didn't expect that as the cross tombstone slantingly inserted in the soil was "uprooted", a decaying human hand also protruded from below the original location of the tombstone.

　　 Jenkins immediately backed away, and then watched his other hand stretch out the dirt. Both hands pressed **** the surface of the soil at the same time, and then, the rotting head finally broke through the mud layer and protruded out of the ground.

　　 It didn't then let the whole body leave the mud, but kept its two hands and head protruding, looking straight at the tombstone in Jenkins's hand.

The wooden tombstone in the hand is more difficult to preserve. There is almost no useful information on it. It can only be seen that the owner of the tombstone died in 1853. If the time is correct, then it is 13 years before the present time of the material world in 1866. .

　　 "If you want this, I can return it to you."

　　 Jenkins shook the big cross he was holding with one hand.

　　 "Don't have this, this is not mine either. I want meat."

　　 "Meat?"

　　 "There is a lot of meat underneath, you help me find the corpse, take out the meat from the stone table, find enough, I will tell you the location of the door."

　　 He immediately raised his eyebrows and tiptoed to look at the man in the cloak who was still sitting by the campfire:

　　 "There is another person who wants a bone over there, and he can also help me find the door to leave, so can you tell me, what is your relationship?"

　　 approached the head as he spoke, blinking again and looked at the hands and under the head. Sure enough, there are traces of the body below, proving that the opponent does not only have hands and head, but the black aura reaction seems to have nothing to do with metal. In other words, this rotting human head may not have been affected by the power of the differential engine.

　　 There are two ways to leave a treacherous state, and they are also possible. And now it is not necessarily the two ways to leave, maybe choosing who to help is itself part of the rules of this deception.

　　 "We are in competition. We have meat but no bones; we have bones but no meat. There can be only one kind of person. We can't do it ourselves. This is the rule."

　　 The human head explained with great effort that his voice was very hoarse, and the lingua franca was not very standard, as if people with big tongues were trying hard to practice tongue twisters.

　　 "So, you all actually want souls?"

　　 This is Jenkins' understanding.

"It can be said like this."

　　 So he understood it right.

Chapter 2116 Chapter 2085 The Fuel of Civilization

　　 Jenkins nodded, he probably understood the current situation, but he still had to see a corpse before he could answer other doubts.

　　 removed the wooden cross in his hand, used the thicker one as a shovel, and started digging in the dirt under his feet. In this place similar to a mass grave, he dug up the corpse in less than ten minutes, and it took a lot of effort to dig out the corpse completely.

　　 Although it is said to be a corpse, and when it was dug out, it was covered with a white cloth in the mud, but the corpse looked like a living person asleep. Jenkins also deliberately tested the body temperature and breathing of the male corpse, and confirmed that although there were no wounds on the outside and no decay, it was indeed a corpse.

　　 He didn't decide who to help, so he silently dragged the corpse to the obsidian table opposite the campfire.

　　 Standing by the stone table, first felt like standing next to the operating table, but immediately felt like a butcher standing in the slaughterhouse.

He noticed that whether it was the rotten head in the dark or the metal skull on the opposite side of the bonfire, he was watching him silently at this moment, so he took a sharp knife from his backpack, put on gloves, and wore the corpse. Slashed open the white-washed shirt, and pointed the blade at the opponent's chest——

　　 The corpse's eyes opened.

　　Because this kind of bridge Jenkins is so familiar, he doesn't even change his expression.

When 　　 opened his eyes, black smoke was expelling from the pores all over his body. Although the black smoke is not very thick, the air in this space is still fresh, so the black smoke is particularly annoying.

　　 There was a violent wind in the windless environment, and some white floccules emerged from the soil. Under the gaze of Jenkins, the skeleton man, and the rotting head, the wind blew into the corpse placed on the obsidian.

　　 The body trembled violently, and as the fingers quivered first, the whole hand moved. It stretched out its hand to grab Jenkins' wrist, but he had encountered similar things in the horror of flowers, so he avoided it early.

　　 "What do you want to say?"

　　 He didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly. The corpse didn't sit up, but the eyes were slanted in the eye sockets, looking at Jenkins on the side, the sudden wind stopped at this time:

　　 "We don't want to die."

　　 The voice is like the voices of thousands of people overlapping, because the violent wind blows into the corpse just now, it is the many souls. They are attached to the corpse very regularly, along the bones and muscles, rather than simply trapped in it.

　　 "You were already dead...Well, let's talk about the story of your life, I think I'm going to listen to the story again."

　　 Hundreds of souls all lived 53 years ago from the current time of the material world, and it just so happened that most of the professions were farmers. Fifty-three years ago, it was the moment when the steam revolution in the material world entered the early stage. At that time, the trajectory of the world and civilization had been slightly offset from that of the stranger.

　　 Because of the production of some unique technologies based on the steam power system, the originally large-scale steam engine was rapidly miniaturized, and it was the first to promote the revolution in the wool textile industry. The prosperity of the wool textile industry has caused the price of wool on the market to soar, and raising sheep has become profitable, but this requires a large area of ​​land. As a result, the nobles and the wealthy merchants drove away the farmers who rented their land, and occupied the land where they could raise sheep to develop the sheep raising industry.

　　Of course, these actions are all legal. Whether it is the law at that time or the documents left now, they all prove their legality. But what is legal is not necessarily right. For most farmers who have gone through that era, nobles and wealthy businessmen united to seize farmer’s allotments and public land, deprived farmers of their land use rights and ownership, and occupied the occupied land. Get up and become a private ranch and large farm.

　　 This is the so-called "enclosure movement." Whether it is in the world of foreigners or in this world, its manifestations are similar.

　　 Most of the souls who died 53 years ago died because of that era. Part of them lost their land and was forced to go to the city to become a worker who sold their blood and sweat, and eventually died in the factory; part of them didn't see clearly the way to go after losing the land, and died of starvation.

　　 In short, these are the victims of the steam revolution 53 years ago, and they are the cornerstones of the brilliance of the arrival of strangers in the 1860s.

　　 "We were taken away from the land before we died, and our flesh and blood were squeezed dry. We don't want to be excavated after we die."

　　 Hundreds of overlapping voices said to Jenkins, wailing:

　　 "Before death, it is fuel for others, and it is not like becoming fuel after death."

This is different from the last deception. Although the three people in the last deception are also examples from the tragedy of the times, the three people themselves are hateful, so no matter how you treat them, Jenkins will not feel himself. wrong. But now these more than a hundred souls are truly poor people, they have done nothing wrong, and they really shouldn't be tortured like this.

　　 "Then do you know what is going on in this world?"

　　 He wants to learn the information of the deceit from these souls, just like the last deceived land. But these souls are incomplete, and most of them have only instinctive reactions. Coupled with the fact that ordinary people who were only at the bottom during their lifetimes, it is difficult to describe to Jenkins what they experienced here.

　　 "If I don't want to tear this person apart, what should I do?"

　　 He asked the skeleton man and the rotten head.

　　 [If you don’t want others to be fuel, then let yourself be fuel. In order for the fire to continue, someone must be ignited to illuminate others. 】

　　 "If you don’t have other people’s meat, then just take your meat. In this ‘forest’, everyone wants to take a bite of meat. In order to survive, you must sacrifice yourself if you don’t want others to be bitten."

　　 The answers of the two guys are similar, they are both bewitching Jenkins to sacrifice himself.

　　 Jenkins shook his head. So far, he has not discovered the power of the beast of calamity hidden in this treacherous realm. The area of ​​this ancient cemetery is much smaller than the magma sea of ​​the cave just now, and it seems that it can't hide the huge guys like Ground Fire Worm.

　　 "So, in this treacherous world, is to make a choice in sacrifice? Sacrifice yourself or others?"

　　 This analysis is definitely wrong. If an absolute evil person enters here and sacrifices others with peace of mind, then he can leave completely and safely. The test of the treacherous state is three-point courage, three-point ability, three-point wisdom, and ninety-one points of luck. It does not test people's conscience here.

Chapter 2117 Chapter 2086 The Abyss in the Sky

　　 "So where is the trap?"

　　Unexpectedly, Jenkins asked the corpse on the obsidian table:

　　 "If I want to leave here, I have to dedicate someone's bones and flesh. Do you have any good ideas?"

　　 "There are still a lot of flesh and blood in the underground! Don't sacrifice us, sacrifice them!"

　　 The hundreds of voices shouted in unison.

　　 Jenkins didn't have any more thoughts for the time being, so he took the piece of wood that was dismantled from the tombstone, and again randomly found a location to dig. Soon, another male corpse was dug out. This male corpse was also covered with white cloth, and his clothes were almost the same as the corpse just now, and even his appearance was similar.

　　 It’s just that the corpse just now looked like a young man in his twenties. This corpse looked like a middle-aged man in his forties.

　　 The area of ​​the obsidian stone table is very large, so Jenkins moved the second corpse and let it lie side by side with the first. Sure enough, when the corpse touched the stone table next to the bonfire, an inexplicable gust of wind reappeared, causing many souls to float out of the soil in the cemetery and into the second corpse.

　　 It also opened its eyes, and Jenkins got the second story.

　　 The many souls in the second body are mostly from about 30 years ago. But they didn't die because of the great plague 30 years ago. The plague hadn't appeared at the time of their death.

　　 These pre-life occupations were mostly factory workers or employed miners. The causes of death are fatigue, occupational diseases and accidents at work.

　　 30 years ago, on the eve of the great plague, the development of the science and technology tree in this world was completely different from that of foreigners. Thanks to the improvement of the steam engine and the creation of inventors, a steady stream of steam technology products have been realized in the factory, and the factory owners have also seen the advantages of assembly line production, attracting more young people who come to the city into the huge industry In the industry, let them use flesh and blood to create value for themselves and civilization.

　　 No matter which world it is in, capitalists are not good people, so the evil things that Jenkins can think of and the unexpected, as well as the evil acts that can be seen and invisible from the history books, have caused the tragedy of these story-telling souls.

　　The birth of the fire of civilization itself is to illuminate the way for mankind, but the birth of this fire comes at a price, and someone needs to be burned. These people are the people who have been burned, and even after being burned, their souls will be imprisoned, waiting for Jenkins, who is trying to keep the fire of civilization, to decide whether or not to let go of their dead souls.

　　 "If I want to leave here, I have to dedicate someone's bones and flesh. Do you have any good ideas?"

　　 He asked again, and the sound of the second corpse was completely unexpected:

　　 "Go to sacrifice others! To sacrifice others! There is still a lot of bones here, there is a lot of meat here! Don't sacrifice us!"

　　 Unsurprisingly, the answer was the same as before. Jenkins was not surprised, but tilted his head and glanced at the campfire beside him. Compared to when he first appeared here, the flame was faint and only a small flame remained.

　　 Now don’t talk about digging up the third body, even if Jenkins wants to think about it, I’m afraid there will be no time.

　　 [I want to remind you]

　　 "Needless to say, I know."

　　 Metal Skull said before finishing writing Jenkins.

　　 Sacrificing the two corpses in front of him, burning part of the soul so that Jenkins can have time to continue thinking, of course is the best choice at present. But in this way, it looks like you have fallen into a trap in the slyland, and the slyland will not test your conscience, so there can be no way to break the situation so easily.

　　 may choose to sacrifice part of the soul, it can indeed delay some time, but this may make it more difficult to find a real way out.

　　 Thinking of this, Jenkins raised his right foot and slammed on the ground:

　　 "Death Reiki!"

　　 A gray halo erupted from the soles of the fallen feet, sweeping across the entire cemetery, and even caused the blue flames in the campfire to tremble, as if to be wiped out by the explosion of aura.

　　 There are thick death spirits gathered here, but gathering below the ground has no effect. At this moment, being pulled by the ability used by Jenkins, the spirits in the entire cemetery are restless.

　　 There was only the last line of the faint blue fire, the heavy darkness invaded, making people shudder, even the two corpses on the obsidian table were shaking.

　　 The eruption of the death spirit was consciously guided by Jenkins to infuse death aura onto the rotting head that protruded from the ground. At the same time, he took out the Holy Bone Sword and thrust it into the ground.

　　 The spirit of death and the holy sword of bone, at the same time began to play the role of manipulating the undead. The rotting head, along with the body below, sprang out from the ground, and then uncontrollably walked towards the extinguishing bonfire.

It is also resisting, but Jenkins took the lead in seizing the temporary control of the death spirit in the entire cemetery. Together with other death abilities and the blessing of this sword, this rotten living corpse cannot get rid of control in a short time. of.

　　 This caused it to walk as if it was fighting with itself, but it was still approaching the flame step by step.

　　 "You can't sacrifice me!"

　　 It wailed at Jenkins in the last light.

　　 "You don't have a story too, do you? I don't have time to listen to the story now."

"It is a dead person, it wants bone; I am an undead person, I want meat. Haven't you thought about the meaning of this, it only has bones, but I have bones and meat. I am your second way, you sacrifice If you lose me, you can only let it do it, I am standing with you!"

　　 Jenkins frowned, stopped controlling it and continued to move in the direction of the flame. He didn't believe the other party's words, there would never be anyone standing with him here. What he cared about was the rotting corpse and said it was an "undead". And related to the meaning of the ritual of the deadly person, if the undead is sacrificed here, it seems that it is really rebelling against the fate of the "undead".

　　 "Is it because of this that the differential engine controlled the skeleton, but didn't act on the corpse?"

　　 He thought to himself, and said to the decomposed body:

　　 "Now that the flame is about to go out, without sacrificing you, do you want me to do something with the host of Deception? If you can provide a better method, I think I would like to believe that you and I are standing together."