Chapter 779 778. Just get used to it

   "Fuck, hey, why do I say f*ck? It always feels like I just said it."

  Old Eggplant took off his helmet, and the feeling of being killed by a dump truck still reverberated in his body. He got up, hurriedly picked up his mobile phone, and clicked on the avatar of a person in the group chat.

  【Old Eggplant】: Were you also sacrificed just now?

  【Zhou Changqing】: Also? Was it you who was screaming at the door just now?

  【Old Eggplant】: I didn't scream, I just wanted to save you!

  【Zhou Changqing】: Thank you so much, but it really hurts.

  【Old Eggplant】: For the first time, you will definitely feel pain, just get used to it.

  【Zhou Changqing】: ? ? ?

  【Old Eggplant】: It's okay, the second time you enter the game, they won't arrest you to sacrifice. The body we use in this instance is not a human body, so it seems that there is no way to sacrifice to those monsters.

  【Zhou Changqing】: So this is still a massively multiplayer online dungeon?

   The two quickly exchanged some of their own experiences.

   Zhou Changqing and the old eggplant had a similar experience. They appeared near the grass, were caught by passers-by, lifted them up, and sent them to the church to be sacrificed.

  Old Eggplant told the other party about the passage of time, and Zhou Changqing slapped his thigh.

  【Zhou Changqing】: Then we should re-enter the game immediately, otherwise they will definitely find other people to sacrifice. If any key person is caught, the dungeon may never be cleared!

  【Old Eggplant】: Maybe after the dungeon is over, we can still enter the city from scratch?

The old eggplant thought of the settings of some online games. Although the time in the game is synchronized with reality, it is only in units of one week. Every new week, all monsters, dungeons, and tasks will be refreshed, even if the previous week was not clear. , this week can also continue to challenge.

[Zhou Changqing]: We can't bet on this possibility. The previous dungeons all started from scratch. There must be a problem with the time synchronization of this dungeon. Just like the Kingdom of Night, we have not re-entered the Kingdom of Night, so, I'm leaning towards this being irreversible.

   Seeing the other party's analysis, the old eggplant thinks what he said is very reasonable.

   So the two agreed on a place to meet and entered the game at the same time.

   Only this time, the old eggplant did not reappear around the lawn, but on the street.

   There was no one on the street, it was very quiet.

   He looked around and saw no car passing by.

   "Because the way I died was different, or the place of death was different, so I was resurrected at this point?"

  Old eggplant thought.

  Many games have this setting. After the player dies, they are not resurrected in place, but the nearest save point to prevent unlucky players from being guarded by monsters.

   He remembered his promise with Zhou Changqing, glanced at the street, and suddenly realized that he didn't seem to know how to get to that lawn.

   "There's no one on the street, it's not too late, what happened to those citizens?"

  Old Eggplant walked along the street, trying to find the church just now, but Miskatok obviously has more than one church. He just saw a steeple house and ran over, but found that it was not the first one.

  The door of this church is closed, but the lights are bright inside. I don’t know if it is candlelight or incandescent light shining through the stained glass, giving people a sense of holiness.

   The stained glass depicts the scene of the Virgin Mary giving birth to her Son, which should have been solemn and full of sacredness.

But the old eggplant looked carefully, but found that the Virgin Mary's face was full of a strange feeling, there was no kindness in the eyebrows, but enchanting and charming, and the baby she gave birth was not able to save the world. The Lord, but a group of monsters with wriggling tentacles, in the swaying light, the pictures on the stained glass were lifelike, as if they were about to drill out of the glass and come to reality.

   He felt a tingling in his scalp. He listened carefully, and there were some chanting sounds coming from the church.

   Those prayers are not the Bible, but some ravings that normal human beings cannot understand, chanting some unknown great beings from far away deep space.

  Old Eggplant knocked on the door, and the sound inside suddenly stopped.

  Although he couldn't see what was going on inside the door, the old eggplant seemed to be able to see in his heart that believers who were devoutly sitting in the church and praying suddenly turned their heads to look at the door in unison.

   There was a moment of timidity, but the old eggplant still waited bravely.

   Anyway, if I die, I have to start all over again, who is afraid of who!

   After a while, footsteps sounded at the door, and the other party didn't open the door, but only made a sound through the door.

"who is it?"

   "I would like to ask, where is the grass and parking lot nearby?"

  Old Eggplant thought that it was good that these people could still communicate, and asked whether the other party was polite or not.

   "Are you a foreigner?"

   The other party did not answer, but asked back.

   "Almost?"

  Old Eggplant doesn't know if he counts, but after thinking about it, he definitely can't say that he is a local.

   "Outlander, leave, leave quickly."

   The other party responded, and then there was no sound.

  Old Eggplant knocked on the door again.

   But there is no response.

   He frowned slightly, he didn't get any useful information, he only felt the rejection of foreigners here.

   He continued to walk along the street, and saw a shop that seemed to have lights on even though the shutters were down.

   "Perhaps the church is filled with believers of unknown evil gods who have deep malice towards us, while ordinary people in the city may be better off."

  Old Eggplant thought to himself, when he came to the door of the shop, he heard some sounds inside, listen carefully, like the sound of sewing machines or similar machines running under human power.

   He knocked on the door.

  嘭嘭——

   The sound of the rolling shutter door was very loud, and the old eggplant heard the sound that had been going on inside abruptly interrupted, and then, there was a voice.

"Who?"

   It was a woman's soft voice, just from this voice, the old eggplant could imagine a young girl talking to him behind the rolling door.

   He repeated what he had just asked, and the other party was silent for a moment.

   "Are you a foreigner?"

   Hearing this sentence, the old eggplant was suddenly surprised and had a funny feeling.

   It's like talking in the game, and the NPC only has one or two replies, which is normal in the game, and once this happens in reality, it makes people feel a little funny.

   "No, I'm just lost."

  Old eggplant made up a lie, he now speaks the authentic New England accent that comes with the game, and the other party doesn't see him, so it's not a big problem to tell a small lie.

"yes?"

   The other party seemed to consider it for a while, and then the rolling shutter door was slightly raised.

  Old Eggplant saw that the shadow of the other party was reflected under the light.

   In the shadow, countless tentacles spread.

   (end of this chapter)