Classical Revival Infinity Game

Ye Man quickly reached the end of the underground passage.

She looked around, surrounded by walls, but at the end of the road, the ceiling at the top was very low, and it seemed that she needed to lower her head to reach it.

Ye Man used his octopus tentacles to push up the area around the end of the passage, and found that the ceiling was loose. There seemed to be a slider. He could lift it up with his arms as long as he opened it and jumped.

Just rush forward like this?

The terrain was very unfavorable to her. She had no idea what was up there.

If it's a trap...

She imagined sharp knives, ropes, falling rocks...all kinds of traps...

Or maybe it leads directly to a mysterious gathering or conspiracy base, and all the people in the gathering are present.

If she suddenly appeared, the situation would be very embarrassing. Maybe they will face siege or torture.

But if she delays taking action, she will lose track of her target.

This is what she doesn't want to see.

Ye Man took out the wireless earphones, gently opened the slider with his octopus tentacles, and threw the earphones up.

She listened carefully to the sound on this end.

There seemed to be a very empty sound above, with birds chirping and footsteps distant and rare.

At least it doesn't look like a trap or a party scene.

Ye Man opened the movable ceiling and jumped up.

She felt something was wrong.

It was not that there was such a sudden danger as she imagined, but that she was facing other problems.

She landed in the middle of a pure white alley. With white walls and white bricks, the entire courtyard is still bright in the dark.

Her black cloak originally blended in with the night, but it was very conspicuous in this courtyard.

Ye Man immediately took off her cloak, took out the white tablecloth she brought from the original hall from her backpack, and draped it around her body to hide her figure.

The second is that she felt that the efficacy of the powerful mushroom had faded a lot. She squeezed the next powerful mushroom in her hand and swallowed it immediately if she encountered danger.

She slipped to the corner and walked close to the wall. Then she saw a low door and heard Martha's voice, and there seemed to be another old voice.

Ye Man hid aside and listened.

"You said the saint has forgotten the oracle?" said the old voice.

"Elder, don't worry, the saint seems to have remembered the oracle." Martha said softly, "I told her, she has already escaped."

The elder sighed: "She was able to escape with so many people guarding her. Sure enough, it was right to trust her. But..."

"Just what?" Martha asked.

"Have you informed her of the Prince's location?"

"This..." Martha murmured, "I was thinking of telling you...but I forgot..."

"That's all." The old man coughed, "As long as she can remember the oracle, she will always know that the prince is in the Forest of Remembrance."

"Yes, the saint has always been very capable." Martha whispered, "It is not difficult to know where the prince is."

"It's all fate... destiny..." the old man murmured, "The rise of our tribe depends on the Saint..."

Ye Man straightened up slightly and quietly glanced at the hollow crack in the door.

All I saw was an old man with white eyes, looking blankly into the distance. Standing beside him was Martha, lowering her head to report.

The old man was wearing a robe, with a string of toe bones on his neck. A large pot was boiling in front of him, as if he was boiling some kind of soup.

There are blankets and bone ornaments hanging in the room, and the blankets are embroidered with strange patterns, like some kind of mysterious religion.

Ye Man lowered his head and left there quietly.

Ye Man recalled that in Martha's story, he should be a famous figure, imprisoned by the king and queen, and had to be sacrificed the next day, which was not a good thing compared to showing his face.

Ye Man covered his face with the sheets, leaving only his eyes exposed.

The alleys are crooked and there are no street signs.

Occasionally, pedestrians passing by would look at her sideways - obviously masking is not a good thing here.

After walking for a long time, there were no vendors on the road, so Ye Man walked directly towards the passers-by.

"Sorry, where is Yilin?"

The passerby was a tall man, but he took two steps back and his eyes widened in horror.

He did not answer Ye Mandi's question, but murmured: "Madman...this man is crazy..."

Hearing these words, Ye Man suddenly felt a little strange.