I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

"Then what kind of person do you think the prisoner might be?"

He Youwu's curiosity prompted him to ask questions again.

"I think he may have superpowers that ordinary people can't find out."

Lu Bian said very seriously.

"Go home after you finish the transcript, don't go out alone at night for a night walk."

He Youwu felt that it was really his fault that he had expectations for Lu Bian.

Lu Bian responded and answered a few simple questions before walking out of the recording room.

As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw a distorted poster on the wall, warning of a new type of online fraud.

The cold and indifferent text of the system appeared on the blue background poster.

【Congratulations on completing your career development tasks】

【Checkout starts now】

[Quest Exploration Degree: 80]

[Completion of the task: amazing]

[You have succeeded in making thousands of people fascinated by your works. You can better please the public by not sticking to the form of expression. The world has successfully remembered you. 】

[Acquisition of silence points: 7800 points]

【Completion of settlement】

[It's time for a real adventure, go to those unknown areas, discover more secrets hidden in history, and let the public witness the miracle of vision! 】

【Please complete the task and get rewards】

No. 11 days after the release of the video, Lu Yi’s interactive video finally received tens of millions of hits, that is, tens of millions of viewers watched his video.

As for how many people actually saw it, and how many times they did it all over again, that is whether Lu Bian can know.

Counting the previous accumulation, Lu Bian now has 24636 silence points, which can be said to be extremely generous.

"After the task has a difficulty bonus, the benefits have significantly exceeded the professional task, but overall, the professional task is easier to complete."

As he left the police station, he thought.

In the afternoon of September in Jiangcheng, there is still heat. Jiangcheng University is conducting military training for freshmen. Most of them are teenagers and girls who are wearing camouflage uniforms and are a little red from the sun.

Many of these people have not yet adapted to university life, and still go back and forth between military training, dormitories, and canteens.

Some people had already started playing and went to the Internet cafe while the military training ended early.

The trash cans have been cleaned out, and the news has been blocked to death. Except for a small number of witnesses, not many people know that there has been a horrific murder here.

"It's pretty good, at least I don't have to waste my single draw today."

Lu Bian casually ate something for dinner in the backstreet of Jiangcheng University, bought another watermelon, returned home, and cleaned up before sitting in front of the computer.

The screen of the computer has undergone a mutation, and three picture frames are displayed on it.

Among them, the frame on the far left is a mahogany structure, which is well-made, and the text on it constitutes the style of a splash-ink landscape painting. After careful observation, Lu Jian silently reads out those systematic instructions.

【Last work】

[Some people say that a creator's supreme masterpiece exists only after his death]

[In the upper class of the waste city, people are drunk with money, when survival is already cheap, chasing those extraordinary works of art has become the pastime of the rich]

[A sculptor passed away unfortunately, you came to the abandoned capital to attend his lavish funeral]

[It's just rumors that his last work is a priceless treasure, and even the rulers of the abandoned capital are drooling]

【"my darling!"】

"Abandoned capital, old place."

Lu Bian suddenly felt familiar and familiar.

"This mission should be in the city, and then linked to the description, maybe the mission target needs to find the sculptor's legacy before he died?"

he thought to himself.

"The work that uses my brain is the best for me!"

But unfortunately, there is no breakthrough material that Lu Jian needs in Abandoned City. If you choose this task, you will just go in and earn points.

And Abandoned City is obviously not a safe place. Just those gangsters with guns are very dangerous. What can ordinary law-abiding citizens like Lu Kian do to confront them?

He looked at the second painting.

This portrait is painted on stone, using natural minerals and plant dyes, and it is full of primitive wild feeling. Those words outline the scene of human hunting, but the six legs of the prey are particularly hideous.

Lu Bian saw that the name of this quest was [Hunting Instinct].

Ask for a monthly pass, recommend a ticket!

===091. "Communication first, life second!" (monthly ticket plus more!) ===

【Hunting Instinct】

[The history of mankind is a history of hunting]

[For the people of the wasteland, hunting represents food, energy, wealth, and extraordinary power]

[Those wilderness hunters have been dormant for months, maybe just for a moment of hunting]

[Being in the team, you are keenly aware that in addition to those wandering monsters, there are more dangerous existences in this wasteland]

[Tonight, you will also join the hunt]

"The wasteland, and it's a mission to wander in the wild. According to the instructions, [Saint Remains] is also walking on the ground, so there is a high possibility of encountering [Saint Remains] in this mission."

After reading the mission description, Lu Bian held his cheek to analyze.

"But there are two problems. First, as an ordinary person, I don't have the means to fight against large monsters. The beasts in the wasteland are too dangerous for me."

"In addition, the enemies in the mission description are not only monsters, but also pvp between people. I love peace so much, it's not good, it's not good."

He decided to use it as an alternative, if the third quest is not related to the island, then choose this quest to try his luck.

The big deal is to spend some silence points to get some heavy weapons, which is also an investment, and the future can be expected.

Lu Bian thought of Drizzt's pistol, such a powerful weapon, and he felt it at first glance, and he didn't know where he got it.

Concentrating his thoughts, Lu Bian looked at the third painting.

There is no frame in this painting, it seems to be painted on a wooden board. It draws layers of waves in a unique style, as well as the monsters and ships hidden in the waves. It is not good-looking if you say it is beautiful, and it is ugly. , seems to have some kind of different style.

【One Hundred People】

[The Triennial Poetry Festival is a cultural event in Heshima]

[People from different islands and regions will gather on Song Island to carry out artistic exchanges]

[However, this year's Poetry Festival is a bit different]

[The huge doll suspended in the air, the pale gray fog that makes it difficult to breathe, and the missing artist are all telling the strangeness]

【“Communication first, life second!”】

"The pale gray fog, could it be the sigh of the [Uncertain Fog]?"

Lu Bian analyzed according to the text.

"The poetry festival, as the name suggests, is a grand gathering for everyone to drink and write poetry together, right? But there seems to be a problem with this festival. The mission goal may be to investigate the cause, and maybe survive until the end of the festival."

He had already made plans before, and now he is only confirming it further.

"This mission seems to be related to art or something?"

Lu stumbles after realizing it.

If hunting is the art of killing, then indeed, all three missions are about the artist.

"Don't rush to make a choice, let's make a single draw first."

He glanced at the countdown, and within ten days, he had to make a choice.

"That is to say, if the flow of time in the foreign land is slow enough, I can spend a few days there when I come back and spend the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Lu Bian thought of the snow skin salted egg yolk mooncake, and his saliva was about to flow down.

He took off his clothes as usual and went to the bathroom.

"By the way, come together. If something goes wrong with me, remember to give me first aid."

Before Lu Kian closed the bathroom door, he said to his friends in the air.

He opened the system panel and exchanged [Madman's Knowledge].

The appearance of this [Madman's Knowledge] is different from the previous ones.

Although the previous ones were bizarre, they were all bones, calcium carbonate, er, something similar to calcium carbonate, but this time, what appeared in Lu Jian's palm was a lump of jelly.

From this dark green, translucent jelly, you can vaguely see the shape of a head that does not belong to human beings, like the kind of sea creatures with cartilage all over the body, and a bit like a jellyfish.

"Hopefully it's from Wajima."

Lu Bian slammed and crushed the head.

Those faint green gels suddenly turned into running water, pouring into Lu Kian's body from nostrils, mouth, and ears.

His eyes rolled, and his whole body twitched violently.

From under Lu Kian's skin, green branches kept twitching, trying to break through the skin's envelope. At his throat, shark gill-like wounds kept opening and closing, grabbing oxygen from the air.

Lu Bian felt that his limbs no longer belonged to him, and his bones softened as if they had been thrown into a strong corrosive acid. In his consciousness, he was like butter in an oven, paralyzed, melted, and lost his human form.

At the same time, countless ravings, accompanied by the sound of the waves, washed over Landing Trip's brain over and over again.

"...No problem, we don't have any problems, the shrine has confirmed it, and the poetry festival will be held as scheduled..."

"...Please rest assured, we are a professional team and will not put everyone who visits in danger..."

"...The pollution that is currently spreading around Utashima has been brought under control, please don't worry..."