Looking at the reminder on the phone, Feng Xue felt dizzy for a moment. Although it was a job, he still planned to hide the profession of corpse collector.
After all, he has traveled for less than a week, so it is an unusual thing to get a job so quickly, not to mention that the gang itself has a tendency to block the upward channel as a manager. If he thinks he has mastered some special transfer Professional skills, it is not good.
Of course, he was quite curious about what could be smelted out of the corpse of the ominous omen, which is why he didn't leave immediately. If those gang members start looking for someone to collect the corpse, he can pretend to be an ordinary person who is short of money and go to work .
However, Feng Xue stared in the alley for a few minutes, but those gang members had no intention of finding someone to collect the corpse, instead they threw some knives, daggers, leather armor and civilian clothes into the pile of shredded meat.
"What's the situation?" Feng Xue looked at this scene inexplicably, always feeling like witnessing a strange cult sacrifice.
This process lasted about ten minutes, and after a familiar figure appeared, the e-donkey rider (although the donkey was gone) finally asked his men to pick up the items thrown into the meat again.
Seeing the interaction between Lao Li and the manager, Feng Xue couldn't help grinning. He could clearly see that the manager was in a bad mood at the moment, which made him curious about what was going on. Seeing Lao Li, with the help of the gang members, throwing the meat pieces onto the cart one by one, Feng Xue turned around and left immediately. There would be no gain if he stayed here, so he chose to go to Lao Li's house to wait for him to come back. ... About half an hour later, Lao Li, who was whistling, returned to the door, and immediately saw Feng Xue who had been waiting for a long time, and couldn't help but wonder: " Why didn't you just call 'phone'?" Is there any taboo about collecting corpses?" Feng Xue spread her hands, looking like she was not doing well, Lao Li understood what happened when she heard this, took out her badge and swiped it at the door, then turned her head and said: "Anyway, come in and talk . "
In the luxurious room as always, while making tea, Lao Li casually said:
"Did you see the body of the ominous omen before? What do you want to ask?"
"Well... what is that ominous omen? Why is the scene so tragic? "
Feng Xue asked a bit stumbled, pretending that she arrived at the scene after receiving the notice, but Lao Li did not doubt that he was there, and said casually: "The omen of a corpse usually
brings There is a certain degree of immortality, and different omens have different killing methods. For example, zombie-type omens can be killed by blowing their heads, while mummy-type omens need to be burned with fire. The most troublesome ghost-type omens are even immune to death. Physical attack.
"Today it is only a stitch monster. Although it is easier to deal with than the ghost type, there is no special way to kill it. If you want to kill it, you must either use an illusion with the entry of restraining undead, or you can only use it. It needs to be broken down to a fine enough level.
"Speaking of which, the method of dividing enough pieces is suitable for most of the omens of corpse transformation. After all, as long as the density of [knowledge] in the body of omens is reduced to the point that they cannot form an entry, they can be eliminated. Didn't you read it?"
"How can you finish reading so much knowledge in half a day?" Feng Xue rolled her eyes, but she caught the vocabulary he wanted, skipped the topic, and asked instead :
"Phantom? What is that?"
Hearing Feng Xue asked about this term, Lao Li paused for a moment while pouring tea, then shook his head and said:
"Phantom is just a phantom, as if we creatures have accumulated enough Labels can become [Ghost Talk], dead objects with enough labels will become so-called phantoms. Even the most low-level phantoms have solid characteristics that ordinary fakes do not have, except for the same phantoms or Apart from strange stories, they are rarely worn out for other reasons."
Hearing Lao Li's words, Feng Xue immediately thought of the exaggerated defensive power of the stitch monsters against ordinary gang members, and couldn't help frowning: "According to what you said, strange stories Can't be hurt by things other than ghost stories and phantoms?"
"You can't say that." Lao Li shook his head, gave Feng Xue a cup of tea, and took a sip before explaining:
"All solidity is relative, and the solidity of illusions is more similar to' The feeling of game props without durability settings', it is not set to be destroyed, so it is difficult to destroy.
" And the difference between ghost stories and phantoms is also here. Phantoms are phantoms, and their own elements determine Everything about it has been destroyed, but besides the label, the strange story also has a part as a "living creature". Even if its [element] is not destroyed, as long as the living creature is killed, the strange story will be self-defeating. "This is also the troublesome omen of corpse transformation, because they are already dead, so they must 'kill the corpse', which is much more difficult than killing people or animals." Of course, illusions are not indestructible Yes, after all, it is nothing more than the product of the accumulation of elements, so as long as it has the corresponding elements, it can affect it. " "Understood, the setting is bigger than the sky, and the special attack is the god of the sun. " "Feng Xue nodded and made a conclusion. Lao Li's eyes lit up immediately. She thought this statement was very subtle, and immediately wrote it down in her novice instruction manual. Feng Xue couldn't help laughing when she saw Lao Li taking notes seriously . Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, he felt full of saliva. How should I put it, although he no longer needed to eat or drink after time travelling, it was precisely because of this that the cup of tea that he had been away for many days gave him a strong sense of happiness . After drinking the tea, he looked up at Lao Li again, and asked the question that he wanted to ask a long time ago, but was worried about arousing suspicion: "How did the phantom come about? People can obtain entries through acting, but it is impossible for phantoms, which are dead things, to use acting as well, right? Is there still a blacksmith who can create illusions? " This..." Lao Li paused for a while, as if he was organizing his words, and he opened his mouth after a while:
"There are three main channels for the birth of phantoms. The first is what you said, man-made, but this is purely luck. The corresponding entry, in fact, most people who have the blacksmith profession can create two or three illusions in a few decades.
" The second is the associated illusion. Simply put, it is the legendary Among them, items that are highly bound to it, such as the shroud of the mummy ghost story, the scissors of the rift girl, masks, etc., these things will appear directly when the ghost story is formed, but the functions and types are very single. "The third is the enrichment of elements. In an environment with a high concentration of free elements, some items will be contaminated with a small amount of elements. If you are lucky, these elements will settle and accumulate, just like a corpse becomes a bad omen, from a fake to an illusion. " Actually , many people think that bad omens are more like animated phantoms than ghost stories. Well, you should have seen those gangsters throwing things into corpses before, right? That's actually just trying to see if one or two illusionary objects can be produced. "