"Do you want money or food?" The man in charge of distributing "bricks" at the table glanced at the cart behind Feng Xue, and asked immediately.
But the other party was just asking a routine question, because before Feng Xue could speak, he had already picked up three bran bricks—that represented the three corpses on the cart behind Feng Xue.
Feng Xue didn't intend to talk nonsense either. After scanning the identification function attached to the golden finger and confirming that each piece had at least 100 towers of [knowledge], she immediately took the bran brick and stuffed it into the backpack that traveled with him. Pull the cart and follow the corpse collectors who are walking ahead.
But what gave him a headache was that after walking about five or six hundred meters, the people in front suddenly separated.
"Ah... don't they have different destinations?" Feng Xue frowned immediately, hesitating who to follow. After a short thought, his eyes locked on a man who looked like he was in his thirties. He has an artist-like beard, but he wears an ancient vertical brown.
It was this guy who cheated him of a brick the day he just crossed over.
Retracting her hands into her sleeves and holding the dagger hidden there, Feng Xue was extremely thankful that she went to the exhibition hall before crossing over. Although this Assassin's Creed costume didn't have any actual defensive power, the sleeve that fixed the Hidden Blade at least Provides a place to store weapons.
As if hearing the sound of wheels rubbing behind him, the man immediately turned his head vigilantly. At the same time, Feng Xue also noticed that his left hand had already been touched into his bosom. Needless to say, there must be some kind of weapon hidden there.
However, after seeing Feng Xue, he suddenly relaxed a bit, and while dragging the cart full of six or seven corpses to continue moving forward, he said in a slightly admonishing tone: "This is not the little
brother who just arrived. Is it? The job of collecting corpses is not suitable for newcomers!"
"Oh? Isn't it just collecting corpses? What else can you do?" Feng Xue showed a half-truth and a half-faithful appearance, and the man narrowed his eyes slightly, and took out a piece Bran bricks tossed, and then said:
"Of course, otherwise, how could it be worth the price? But this is also the cost of saving your life. Give me a brick and I will tell you!" Although Feng had
just entered 300 towers, Feng Xue was still a little hesitant. After all, this was only three days' worth, plus the remaining amount. If he didn't find a new job in four days, he would still have to die.
However, his hesitation didn't last long, because the three days since the time travel had made him realize that it was far more difficult to get a job in this weird place than he had imagined.
Carefully took out a brick from the bag, but did not throw it to the man immediately, but imitated his example, threw the half-palm-sized brick and said: "Tell me first, anyway, I am
here
As he spoke, his consciousness was concentrated, and a warm current poured into his body along the bran bricks, and he also clearly felt that the time he could stay in this world was extended by another day—that feeling , as if the countdown in the upper right corner of the field of vision has increased by 24 hours.
"That's fine." The man was unexpectedly easy to talk, but deliberately tightened his expression, and said in a slightly gloomy tone: "
These corpses may become a bad omen!"
"A bad omen? What is that?" Feng Xue Listening to the other party's tone as if telling a ghost story, he was a little puzzled for a moment. The man was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he said as if he just remembered: "I even forgot that
you are new here."
He said, He patted his head and explained:
"Ominous omens are vicious strange stories. Almost everything in this world is composed of [consciousness], but only the [consciousness] possessed by the [real thing] is edible, and the [consciousness] of the [fake] is almost solidified, and there is no The [consciousness] in the body of us [creatures] has imprints. If someone eats the [consciousness] with the imprint... Well, to put it bluntly, he eats people, then his [consciousness] will be Being polluted, sinking, and finally turning into an irrational monster, that thing is called a bad omen."
Realizing that the piece of shit that caused the bloody crime was probably the [real thing] when she just crossed over, Feng Xue continued to ask: "This kind of bran brick is the [real thing]? Then what is the [false thing]? What is the imprint?"
"All things that are neither living things nor real things, the soil, walls, air, and clothes on you in this world are all fakes. As for the imprint..." The man showed a somewhat disdainful smile at this
point :
"That's not information that can be exchanged for a few bricks."
"Well, let's talk about the corpses, why do these corpses become a bad omen?"
Feng Xue is very good at restraining her curiosity, almost without any hesitation Turning the topic back, the man didn't care too much about it, and naturally continued Feng Xue's question:
"It's not 'will' become, but 'possible' to become, all due to reasons other than the exhaustion of [knowledge] Dead creatures have [Consciousness] remnants in their bodies, and these [Consciousness] may form [Elements] during the process of sinking, um...you don't need to know this, anyway, if certain conditions are met, they will become Bad omen, although the probability is very small, but it still exists, and a small landfill like ours can be completely destroyed by one bad omen." "Essentials...
" Feng Xue couldn't help but think of the identification function displayed in her golden finger I kept this word in my mind, and then said:
"So the purpose of collecting the corpses is to transfer the corpses to a special place for processing them? But why doesn't everyone go the same way?"
"Processing?" The man sneered, and then Shaking his head, he
said, "How can we deal with it? Those of us who collect the corpses are just throwing the corpses in the wild. As long as we leave the city, this kind of ominous omen of corpse transformation will not cause any trouble. As for why we separated? Of course It's because the more corpses there are, the greater the risk of corpse transformation! Well, we should separate, give me the brick." Feng Xue nodded, took a brick from her bag and threw it to the
man, who took it Zhuan was taken aback for a moment, and then said with some surprise:
"I thought you would be a little clever."
"You dare to pull so many corpses, and you know so much information. Even if you are not a hidden world master, you must have two brushes. There is no need to fall out with you over a brick." Feng Xue responded calmly, but Also ready to hand over everything to beg for mercy.
In the short time of talking, he had already sucked up two bricks, even if the other party had evil intentions to rob him, he would have nothing to gain.
The man obviously didn't intend to do such a thankless thing, he just nodded his head: "He's pretty smart, he seems to be able to live longer, my surname is Li, you can call me Lao Li, what will happen in the future?" If you want to ask,
you can come to me, of course, for a fee." "Then you can call me Xiao Feng." Feng Xue nodded her head as a response, and seeing Lao Li turned around, she hurriedly said:
"Well, where should I go? "
Did you see the city wall? Go along this road to the city wall, and then just find a door to go out, but remember to avoid the guarded door, there is farmland outside." Lao Li posed with his back to Feng Xue He waved his hand, turned around and walked on a fork in the road, before leaving, he suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around and said: "Outside the city is a place of ominous omens, if you plan to continue doing this job, it's best not to stare at one place and lose your mind." "
Feng Xue, who was turning around to look at something, was taken aback by Lao Li's sudden turning back, and he was relieved until the other party disappeared from sight, and turned his gaze back to the corpse on the cart behind him, frowning , when his eyes were focused on one of the corpses, two lines of small characters appeared again—
name: Corpse Man)
Elements: [Human], [Male], [Suffocation], [Death], WERTUYS&I...