i have a museum of curiosities
Chapter 86 Atreya Underground Prison
The world was spinning for a while, so that Zhang Ye almost didn't spit out the overnight meal.
"Yeah! The teleportation experience is too bad, right? It's much worse than the one in the museum..."
Zhang Ye's voice became smaller and smaller. He looked at the dilapidated prison cell in surprise, and his heart was inexplicably horrified.
"What's going on? Shouldn't it be teleported to the 'Wall of Lothric'? Where is this shit!! No, no... why can I talk now!!!"
Zhang Ye clutched his head frantically, as if tens of thousands of beasts were galloping past in his heart.
"Calm down... Huh-Calm down..."
Forcing himself to calm down, Zhang Ye slowly opened his eyes and looked at the cell he was in.
Dark, corrupt, and stinky.
This is Zhang Ye's most intuitive feeling.
"This shit... where the hell is it..."
As soon as Zhang Ye finished speaking, a familiar soreness appeared in his eyes, and then a line of small characters appeared in front of his eyes——
Atreia Underground Prison.
Atrea!
Zhang Ye couldn't help being horrified and inexplicable.
"This...is clearly the place mentioned by the silver-armored old man on Noslan's carriage earlier! But... am I supposed to be in the world of Soul 3? Hey! What is going on with this chaotic worldview? Hey! Can you make people play the game well? Hey! Even if you are the big boss behind the scenes, you can't play people like this!!"
Zhang Ye's impotent rage did not change the status quo.
In any case, everything seems to be getting further and further away from the right path.
"'It'...can't really simulate a world, right?" Zhang couldn't help but smile wryly, becoming more and more serious about the blood test in his heart.
Suddenly, a cold breath came over his face, and Zhang Ye looked in surprise at the white mist rising slowly on the ground inside the prison, and he could no longer see the ground clearly after a while.
Zhang Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but think of what Ai Wei said in the carriage.
"Fogging... Could it be that this is the 'fog' that Ivy called?"
Zhang Ye suddenly felt hairy all over his body.
This is the mist that turns a delicate little loli like Ivy into a gender-neutral shadow!
Zhang Ye swallowed silently, he couldn't help feeling a little conflicted in his heart, but at the same time, he temporarily pinned the broad sword in his right hand to his waist with some curiosity, then bent over tentatively, and stretched out his right hand towards the white mist.
Bai Wu seemed to be conscious, avoiding Zhang Ye's palm one after another.
Zhang Ye was taken aback, and subconsciously shook his palm left and right, only to see that the white mist quickly avoided the range of Zhang Ye's palm.
"Could it be...these white mist really have their own consciousness? Or do they just look like white mist, but are actually some kind of strange life form?"
Zhang Ye frowned, then took a light step forward.
What surprised him happened again. Bai Wu seemed to have been frightened, and quickly retreated from Zhang Ye's body, deliberately keeping a distance of about 20 centimeters from him.
Not only that, Zhang also found that the white mist would disperse actively when he moved forward, and slowly gather again when he retreated.
"It's really weird!"
Zhang didn't dare to underestimate the white mist, and straightened up tactfully.
Leaving aside the fog for the time being, Zhang also focused on the prison he was in.
This is an extremely dilapidated prison, most of the surrounding walls have collapsed, leaving only a dark area where the original prison door was.
If you want to ask how Zhang also knew that this was a prison, you have to mention the bracelets and shackles embedded in the half wall on the right that has not yet collapsed.
Of course, the main thing is the introduction of the small print in front of me...
The prison is not big, and Zhang Ye can see it in just a few glances.There was nothing in the room worthy of Zhang Ye's attention.
Some cautiously put the broad sword horizontally in front of his body, and Zhang Ye slowly moved towards the prison door.
"tread--"
Just as Zhang Ye stepped out of the prison door with his left foot, he felt a slight sinking of the bottom of his left foot, and there was a sudden sound of breaking wind from the right side, and Zhang Ye instinctively stepped back.
"Shhhhh-"
Three slender black shadows flashed past Zhang Ye's chest, followed by three crisp crashing sounds from the left.
Zhang Ye swallowed silently, and then slowly walked out of the prison door.
There are deep passages on the left and right sides, and a khaki wall can be seen faintly on the right side, with a strange protrusion on the wall; while the left side is a stone wall.
From the structural point of view, what Zhang Ye is in is the cell at the end of the passage.
At this moment, Zhang Ye's eyes were fixed on the three neatly arranged metal arrows on the left wall.
It turned out that I accidentally stepped on a trap just now!
"Heh~tui! The malice of the old thief!"
Zhang Ye curled his lips, cold sweat running down his back.
I didn't expect to encounter a mechanism trap just after I got out of the prison, and the ground was covered with white mist, so I couldn't tell where there was a mechanism!
It seems that this blood test is not much simpler than the real Black Soul 3 game, so I must not be careless!
Zhang Ye carefully kept the broad sword in front of him, and slowly moved his feet tentatively towards the passage on the right, but his eyes looked left and right from time to time.
Although there is only a passage of more than ten meters, Zhang Ye walked for a full minute!
Finally reached the corner, Zhang Ye slowly looked to the other side by the light of the torch on the far wall.
A pitch-black figure came into view, and Zhang Ye almost cried out in shock.
Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to notice Zhang Ye, just wandering back and forth slowly.
Zhang Ye subconsciously fixed his eyes on the black shadow, and suddenly there was a familiar soreness in his eyes, and a few lines of small characters suddenly appeared——
jailer corpse
The jailer who has lost his soul is left with only the instinct to long for the soul.
"The living corpse... the information template... Maggill, it's really a game!"
Zhang Yegulu swallowed, and tightened the broad sword in his right hand.
Although Zhang is also an old player who has cleared Soul 3 for more than ten weeks, after all, there is a living corpse in front of him, so he is nervous and scared, but he seems to be a little excited.
Taking advantage of the jailer's living corpse turning around and walking back, Zhang Ye rushed over, and then stabbed his first sword under the dual psychology of excitement and fear!
"laugh--"
The broad sword pierced through the black robe of the living jailer without hindrance and pierced into his body!
Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment, then imitated the movements he had learned from the game, put his left foot against the back of the jailer's living corpse, then gripped the broad sword tightly, kicked and pulled it out!
"Bam—"
The body of the jailer's living corpse fell heavily to the ground, rolling up a large white mist, and then slowly disappeared under Zhang Ye's dumbfounded gaze, and finally turned into a part of the white mist!
"Fuck! Is this white mist... absorbing corpses?"
Zhang also only felt a chill.
Then he heard an indescribable animal roar coming from not far ahead.
Zhang also didn't have time to think about it, he held the broad sword tightly in his right hand, and stared at the passage.
Sure enough, another black figure rushed over, and it seemed that it was also a living corpse of a prison guard.
Previously, Zhang also only saw the back of the jailer's living corpse, but now he couldn't help being startled when he saw the other's zombie-like face.
"Ca... Can this be called a face..."
The living corpse of the jailer raised the broken sword in his right hand and swung it down towards Zhang Ye.
Zhang Ye was startled and quickly waved his right hand.
"when--"
The broken sword hit the broad sword with a crisp sound, and Zhang couldn't help being secretly surprised: What a lot of strength!
However, after being blocked by the broad sword, the body of the jailer's living corpse was also staggered. Zhang Ye was overjoyed, and took advantage of the opportunity to stab the broad sword in his right hand——
"laugh--"
The broad sword successfully pierced into the chest of the jailer's living corpse. The jailer's living corpse roared unwillingly, and then slowly fell to the ground.
Then Zhang also saw the scene where the jailer's corpse turned into a white mist.
But this time it was different.
A bright white light group appeared on the ground where the jailer's living corpse was lying, but the surrounding white mist did not close.
Zhang Ye was overjoyed, and without hesitation, he squatted down and reached out to touch the white ball of light.
"call out--"
The white object instantly turned into a beam of white light and poured into Zhang Ye's body!
"I see... what's going on?"
Zhang also exclaimed and quickly glanced at his right hand.
Nothing has changed.
"...What was it just now? Didn't the item fall? Why... suddenly entered my body?"
At this time, Zhang Ye's head sank slightly, and then a line of text appeared in front of him again:
Get 20 soul shards
Soul fragments?Was that white object just now a soul fragment?
Zhang Ye was overjoyed at first, and then his face turned bitter: "It's only 20 o'clock..."
Reluctantly curling his lips, Zhang Ye clenched his broad sword again and walked towards the depths of the prison...
"Yeah! The teleportation experience is too bad, right? It's much worse than the one in the museum..."
Zhang Ye's voice became smaller and smaller. He looked at the dilapidated prison cell in surprise, and his heart was inexplicably horrified.
"What's going on? Shouldn't it be teleported to the 'Wall of Lothric'? Where is this shit!! No, no... why can I talk now!!!"
Zhang Ye clutched his head frantically, as if tens of thousands of beasts were galloping past in his heart.
"Calm down... Huh-Calm down..."
Forcing himself to calm down, Zhang Ye slowly opened his eyes and looked at the cell he was in.
Dark, corrupt, and stinky.
This is Zhang Ye's most intuitive feeling.
"This shit... where the hell is it..."
As soon as Zhang Ye finished speaking, a familiar soreness appeared in his eyes, and then a line of small characters appeared in front of his eyes——
Atreia Underground Prison.
Atrea!
Zhang Ye couldn't help being horrified and inexplicable.
"This...is clearly the place mentioned by the silver-armored old man on Noslan's carriage earlier! But... am I supposed to be in the world of Soul 3? Hey! What is going on with this chaotic worldview? Hey! Can you make people play the game well? Hey! Even if you are the big boss behind the scenes, you can't play people like this!!"
Zhang Ye's impotent rage did not change the status quo.
In any case, everything seems to be getting further and further away from the right path.
"'It'...can't really simulate a world, right?" Zhang couldn't help but smile wryly, becoming more and more serious about the blood test in his heart.
Suddenly, a cold breath came over his face, and Zhang Ye looked in surprise at the white mist rising slowly on the ground inside the prison, and he could no longer see the ground clearly after a while.
Zhang Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but think of what Ai Wei said in the carriage.
"Fogging... Could it be that this is the 'fog' that Ivy called?"
Zhang Ye suddenly felt hairy all over his body.
This is the mist that turns a delicate little loli like Ivy into a gender-neutral shadow!
Zhang Ye swallowed silently, he couldn't help feeling a little conflicted in his heart, but at the same time, he temporarily pinned the broad sword in his right hand to his waist with some curiosity, then bent over tentatively, and stretched out his right hand towards the white mist.
Bai Wu seemed to be conscious, avoiding Zhang Ye's palm one after another.
Zhang Ye was taken aback, and subconsciously shook his palm left and right, only to see that the white mist quickly avoided the range of Zhang Ye's palm.
"Could it be...these white mist really have their own consciousness? Or do they just look like white mist, but are actually some kind of strange life form?"
Zhang Ye frowned, then took a light step forward.
What surprised him happened again. Bai Wu seemed to have been frightened, and quickly retreated from Zhang Ye's body, deliberately keeping a distance of about 20 centimeters from him.
Not only that, Zhang also found that the white mist would disperse actively when he moved forward, and slowly gather again when he retreated.
"It's really weird!"
Zhang didn't dare to underestimate the white mist, and straightened up tactfully.
Leaving aside the fog for the time being, Zhang also focused on the prison he was in.
This is an extremely dilapidated prison, most of the surrounding walls have collapsed, leaving only a dark area where the original prison door was.
If you want to ask how Zhang also knew that this was a prison, you have to mention the bracelets and shackles embedded in the half wall on the right that has not yet collapsed.
Of course, the main thing is the introduction of the small print in front of me...
The prison is not big, and Zhang Ye can see it in just a few glances.There was nothing in the room worthy of Zhang Ye's attention.
Some cautiously put the broad sword horizontally in front of his body, and Zhang Ye slowly moved towards the prison door.
"tread--"
Just as Zhang Ye stepped out of the prison door with his left foot, he felt a slight sinking of the bottom of his left foot, and there was a sudden sound of breaking wind from the right side, and Zhang Ye instinctively stepped back.
"Shhhhh-"
Three slender black shadows flashed past Zhang Ye's chest, followed by three crisp crashing sounds from the left.
Zhang Ye swallowed silently, and then slowly walked out of the prison door.
There are deep passages on the left and right sides, and a khaki wall can be seen faintly on the right side, with a strange protrusion on the wall; while the left side is a stone wall.
From the structural point of view, what Zhang Ye is in is the cell at the end of the passage.
At this moment, Zhang Ye's eyes were fixed on the three neatly arranged metal arrows on the left wall.
It turned out that I accidentally stepped on a trap just now!
"Heh~tui! The malice of the old thief!"
Zhang Ye curled his lips, cold sweat running down his back.
I didn't expect to encounter a mechanism trap just after I got out of the prison, and the ground was covered with white mist, so I couldn't tell where there was a mechanism!
It seems that this blood test is not much simpler than the real Black Soul 3 game, so I must not be careless!
Zhang Ye carefully kept the broad sword in front of him, and slowly moved his feet tentatively towards the passage on the right, but his eyes looked left and right from time to time.
Although there is only a passage of more than ten meters, Zhang Ye walked for a full minute!
Finally reached the corner, Zhang Ye slowly looked to the other side by the light of the torch on the far wall.
A pitch-black figure came into view, and Zhang Ye almost cried out in shock.
Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to notice Zhang Ye, just wandering back and forth slowly.
Zhang Ye subconsciously fixed his eyes on the black shadow, and suddenly there was a familiar soreness in his eyes, and a few lines of small characters suddenly appeared——
jailer corpse
The jailer who has lost his soul is left with only the instinct to long for the soul.
"The living corpse... the information template... Maggill, it's really a game!"
Zhang Yegulu swallowed, and tightened the broad sword in his right hand.
Although Zhang is also an old player who has cleared Soul 3 for more than ten weeks, after all, there is a living corpse in front of him, so he is nervous and scared, but he seems to be a little excited.
Taking advantage of the jailer's living corpse turning around and walking back, Zhang Ye rushed over, and then stabbed his first sword under the dual psychology of excitement and fear!
"laugh--"
The broad sword pierced through the black robe of the living jailer without hindrance and pierced into his body!
Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment, then imitated the movements he had learned from the game, put his left foot against the back of the jailer's living corpse, then gripped the broad sword tightly, kicked and pulled it out!
"Bam—"
The body of the jailer's living corpse fell heavily to the ground, rolling up a large white mist, and then slowly disappeared under Zhang Ye's dumbfounded gaze, and finally turned into a part of the white mist!
"Fuck! Is this white mist... absorbing corpses?"
Zhang also only felt a chill.
Then he heard an indescribable animal roar coming from not far ahead.
Zhang also didn't have time to think about it, he held the broad sword tightly in his right hand, and stared at the passage.
Sure enough, another black figure rushed over, and it seemed that it was also a living corpse of a prison guard.
Previously, Zhang also only saw the back of the jailer's living corpse, but now he couldn't help being startled when he saw the other's zombie-like face.
"Ca... Can this be called a face..."
The living corpse of the jailer raised the broken sword in his right hand and swung it down towards Zhang Ye.
Zhang Ye was startled and quickly waved his right hand.
"when--"
The broken sword hit the broad sword with a crisp sound, and Zhang couldn't help being secretly surprised: What a lot of strength!
However, after being blocked by the broad sword, the body of the jailer's living corpse was also staggered. Zhang Ye was overjoyed, and took advantage of the opportunity to stab the broad sword in his right hand——
"laugh--"
The broad sword successfully pierced into the chest of the jailer's living corpse. The jailer's living corpse roared unwillingly, and then slowly fell to the ground.
Then Zhang also saw the scene where the jailer's corpse turned into a white mist.
But this time it was different.
A bright white light group appeared on the ground where the jailer's living corpse was lying, but the surrounding white mist did not close.
Zhang Ye was overjoyed, and without hesitation, he squatted down and reached out to touch the white ball of light.
"call out--"
The white object instantly turned into a beam of white light and poured into Zhang Ye's body!
"I see... what's going on?"
Zhang also exclaimed and quickly glanced at his right hand.
Nothing has changed.
"...What was it just now? Didn't the item fall? Why... suddenly entered my body?"
At this time, Zhang Ye's head sank slightly, and then a line of text appeared in front of him again:
Get 20 soul shards
Soul fragments?Was that white object just now a soul fragment?
Zhang Ye was overjoyed at first, and then his face turned bitter: "It's only 20 o'clock..."
Reluctantly curling his lips, Zhang Ye clenched his broad sword again and walked towards the depths of the prison...
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