It hurts... it hurts...
Time seemed to have stopped in an instant. The worker with a distorted face was holding a giant axe, stiffly stagnant in mid-air.
In the endless silence and darkness, the flesh and blood stirred gently, and thin and dense golden threads poked out from the heart that was split in two, trying to find the fragments of the artery that had been splashed to an unknown place.
Finally, the golden threads raised their heads and continued to spread in the air. They carefully rolled the flesh and blood fragments off the sluggish giant axe, and brought the flesh and blood back to the broken heart.
The golden threads were woven into the flesh, slowly guiding it to jump again.
'Thump, thump...' The heart returned to the body, and the huge cracks in the chest were gradually filled with gold. They wandered along the blood vessels in the incomplete body, using themselves as needles and threads to repair the flesh and blood.
It hurts...
Yun Chuan struggled to half-open his eyes. His dim golden pupils had long lost their former vitality. He stared helplessly in front of him. Huge pain continued to surge through his body, causing his flesh and blood to spasm.
Gold threads spurted out from the severed limbs and flowed along with the blood. They rolled around the slender palm lying in front of the head and dragged it back to its original position. There was no doubt that this was a long and painful process.
Gradually, the golden threads replace the nerves and blood and rush through the body. At this moment, they give new vitality to the flesh and blood.
This is indeed a long project. It has been so long that the blood on the ground has long dried up, and the strong smell of blood has been covered up again by the smell of dust...
I don't know how long it took, but Yunchuan finally managed to regain his breath. He moved his fingers with difficulty, trying hard to adapt to the endless pain. Even though his eyes were going black and he could hardly see anything, he still struggled to sit down. Get up.
Thick golden tentacles poked out from the darkness and patted his back gently,
"Hiss. It hurts...cough." His chest was shaking violently. Yunchuan coughed out a large mouthful of blood in pain, and looked miserably at the slowly rising clouds in front of him,
The pure white space spread from the center of the iron factory building splattered with blood, and the golden tentacles quickly absorbed and cleaned up the large blood stains.
The giant eyes widened and suddenly appeared on the pure white wall. The Lord God had not been so angry for a long time.
However, it was more distress than anger.
The spiritual threads in his pupils continued to flow, and he watched his beloved child being dismembered and lying on the ground like garbage.
Even though he was allowed to pass the level and died by himself, he still had the intention of destroying the copy, and his huge pupils kept enlarging and shrinking...
"These damn guys, hehe, that's all..." Yun Chuan gave a pale smile, staring straight at the giant ax hanging in front of him, rubbing his green and white wrists, and comforting the main god waving his tentacles. . "Send me back to the dormitory, I will make them...pay the price."
The Lord God agreed.
The restriction was lifted, time flowed again, and the huge ax hit Yunchuan hard. The worker's distorted face looked particularly terrifying, but unfortunately, he did not have the ability to show off his power anymore.
The angry god violently crushed the workers and their axes into powder and dispersed them in the wind.
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The morning bell rang on time, startling the birds. The sleeping factory started operating again, and the roar of machinery filled the sky.
Yunchuan threw aside the hard steamed buns sent by the factory early in the morning, forced himself to put on the tattered work clothes with stained cuffs, and gently moved his stiff limbs. It was obvious that he had not yet controlled these new things well. flesh.
At this time, a knock came from the door, and Yue Muyang's probing voice sounded: "Yunchuan? Are you okay? We are about to gather."
He responded, pushed open the door, and saw that the corridor at the door was filled with pale workers. Their faces were expressionless, and their arms were at their sides like sticks, without any bend, numb and stiff.
To the workers, players are like red flowers among green leaves, fresh and full of vitality, and they look out of place in the team.
Yunchuan calmly stood in the queue, inserted at the end of the players' queue, and moved forward slowly with the crowd.
The first stop is the rough stone cutting field. Brother Huang was waiting at the door of the factory early, greeting the newcomers to leave the team.
"Very good, very good. No one is late. Keep it up next time..." An expression on his fat face was definitely not a compliment, but more like a slight regret because no one was late.
"As interns, all you have to do is complete the task within the specified time and become a regular worker. All you have to do is carve a sculpture that meets the regulations. I think one week is more than enough. Now, go choose the rough stone, temporary Workers.”
Everyone followed Brother Huang to the huge rolling water belt. Here, the huge crystal stone wrapped in thick soil was washed over and over by the strong current, gradually becoming crystal clear.
The skinny worker swung a huge ax and chopped on the spar, dividing the hard crystal into squares as tall as a person.
Yun Chuan glanced at the twisted faces and flying giant axes. Tsk, it was exactly the same as the ax that struck him yesterday. It seemed that these numb people were hiding another identity.
Yun Chuan caressed the crystal, suddenly leaned down quietly, quietly picked up a piece of crystal fragment, and then chose the rough crystal stone closest to him.
After all the players had made their selections, Brother Huang said nothing more. He waved his hand and asked the workers to move the crystals to the sculpture room and began to distribute sculpture tools to everyone.
Before this, players undoubtedly had no contact with sculptures. But the moment the tool is held in hand, countless knowledge pours out of the cerebral cortex. It's as if they are born sculptors.
In this regard, Yue Muyang’s explanation is that the dungeon will automatically complete some professional knowledge to prevent players from having accidents in places where they should not die.
"This copy is quite humane..." Lu Mao complained dryly.
Brother Huang disappeared after distributing the tools. Players could finally breathe a sigh of relief and finally let go of their worries.
The player is assigned a carving room of about fifty or sixty square meters, and there is no one else in it.
Surprisingly, the sculpture is much simpler than imagined. In less than three hours, the fastest green-haired man had finished carving his upper body. Even the smallest Shangguan Jin has a carved head and arms.
It can be said that this dungeon provides some benefits to novice players, so that they will not have to work hard all day and have no time to clear the level.
The tense mood gradually calmed down, and the players gradually began to communicate.
"Let me talk about my findings first," Yue Muyang nodded. "You should have heard the sound last night. I think it was caused by some kind of creature dragging a sharp weapon around. Combined with what appeared today Judging from the monster, it is most likely caused by the friction of these workers dragging axes or carving tools against the wall, which can also explain why there are so many scratches from sharp objects in the corridor."
"I agree with your statement, but Brother Huang said that we are not allowed to leave the dormitory outside of work, and the only difference between us and the original workers is our status. So, can I understand that as interns, we are not allowed to leave the dormitory outside of work? They leave the dormitory after 1 o'clock, but as formal workers, they can. So the task given to us by the system is to become formal workers. If we really become formal workers, will we also become these walking zombies? "
Mu Chen spoke immediately and raised his doubts. Then, he turned his attention to Yunchuan, who had been silent, and spoke again: "However, compared to these workers, I want to know more about what Mr. Yunchuan seems to be hiding when he selects crystal stones..."< br>
Keen insight. Yunchuan blinked and took out the crystal, but he was sure that no one was observing him when he picked it up.
"Ah!" The little Shangguan girl let out a short scream.
It was a human finger bone, wrapped in crystal.
"This, this, how can there be bones in this stone?" Wu Wei shouted in panic.
"Quiet, this finger bone is not left behind after a person's body rotted and fell off after natural death. It is more like it was taken out by dissection. It was obtained very cleanly. There are no scratches or residual limbs left on the bone body." Mu Chen said calmly. Lived in Wu Wei.
Listening to his analysis, Yunchuan did not speak.
‘Maybe he crawled out of the human body on his own. ’ Thinking of the hand bones crawling all over the floor last night and the crystal stones filling the workers’ facial features, an idea suddenly flashed through Yunchuan’s mind. It seemed that tonight was going to be another sleepless night.
While everyone was analyzing the few clues, they continued to hammer on the spar.
Time flies by and it’s time to get off work in the blink of an eye. To everyone's surprise, no one bothered them throughout the day except for the workers who came to deliver meals at noon after scolding them a few times.
Ning Yu kept rubbing his stiff arms, grinning and complaining, "This work in the underworld makes me feel uncomfortable all over. Hiss, it hurts, I feel like my bones are turning into stone..." Everyone nodded. Respond.
‘Is it a stone? It’s not so much a stone as it is a crystal…’ Yun Chuan lowered his head, and a shadow hit his face, revealing something strange.
He had never looked forward to tonight so much.
The clock struck twelve, and the sound was far louder tonight than yesterday. It was like sharp nails scratching at the door crazily, and the door kept creaking. After three hours, the corridor returned to calm.
He grasped the carved awl tightly, pushed open the door, and walked into the darkness again.
Suddenly, there was a sudden fluctuation in the darkness ahead. He suddenly raised the awl and stabbed forward.
A strong hand grasped the wrist and captured it beautifully. Yunchuan, who was pressed against the wall, said lazily: "Just kidding, don't be so excited."
"It wasn't like you were joking when you hit me on the head with an awl." Mu Chen shot back.
Then the two of them suddenly raised their legs and kicked them out at the same time.
Hiss, Yue Muyang, who just wanted to say hello, flew straight out, rolled two somersaults on the ground, and stopped firmly on the ground.
There was no time to complain. He quickly lowered his back to avoid the giant ax that struck close to his skin. He did a backflip and jumped onto the worker's shoulders. His thighs tightly clamped the twisted head and exerted force on his waist.
Click.
The facial features covered with fine crystals were twisted to the extreme, and he fell in front of Mu Chen with a bang.
Yun Chuan walked around his head with a look of disgust and came to Yue Muyang, who was rubbing his shoulders.
"This dungeon is not as difficult as a novice should have." Yue Muyang was a little confused. After all, Xingchen is ridiculously good to novice players, and even some simple dungeons can achieve a 100% clearance rate.
But now, looking at the huge corpse lying on the ground, and the two newbies who ran out in the middle of the night without any fear, he doubted for the first time the possibility of multiple veterans existing among the newbies.
At this time, Mu Chen came forward with his head in hand, interrupting his random thoughts.
The three of them looked at each other and felt that they had the same idea.
They quickly carried the body to Yunchuan's house.
Then, Yue Muyang took out a prop, which seemed to be a paper knife. Then, the knife quickly grew longer, and in just a few seconds, a dagger appeared in his hand.
He buried his head and quickly traced the worker's arm. After a while, a complete hand bone was cut open and presented in front of everyone.
Sure enough, it was crystal. It is a hand bone made entirely of crystal.
(End of chapter)
The author said: The Lord God finally came to save the cub
Everyone, guess why the Lord feels so sorry for Zai and insists on letting him clear the level. Of course it’s not as simple as being complained about:)