Ark Games [Unlimited]

When the photomask was removed, the humidity and heat unique to Southeast Asia hit us.Meng Yan looked around and found that he seemed to be in a banana field.

A memory implanted in his mind.

It turns out that his identity in this world is a fruit farmer, and he lives in a remote and backward village. Although his life is poor, he is very happy with his wife.

"Hey, the wife is assigned to participate in the dungeon?" Meng Yan twitched his lips.

But in the past few days, women in the village have disappeared one after another, even his own wife has disappeared, no matter how hard he looks, he can't find a trace.So the villagers gathered together, trying to find Azan in black in the village to figure out where the women were.

Lin Manshu pointed to herself, "I followed to find my sister."

In short, regardless of whether the gods are male or female, they will always have something to do with the missing person. It seems that this dungeon wants them to find someone.

Main Quest Find the Missing Women

Meng Yan hugged his shoulders and found a building on stilts not far from the banana field.

"It's a stilted building again, there will be psychological shadows." Lin Manshu shuddered.

"That should be Azan's home in black." Zhao Jinfeng said.

"What does Azan in black mean?"

Just as Ruishen was about to answer, other people took the conversation away. He raised his eyes and found that it was the one among the newcomers who was wearing glasses and had very dark skin.

"Azan means master and teacher in Thai." The man pushed his glasses, and he still had a slight accent in his mouth, "And Azan in black is a voodoo master, a head-down master, who specializes in taking money to do things for others. "

Meng Yan was quite interested in him, after all, among the 20 people, this person was one of the rare ones who didn't panic.

"My Chinese name is Yang Maowen, and I have another name, oo. Just call me A Peng."

Apeng looks like a cultural person, and it's not because of foreign style that he chose an English name.

"I'm of Thai mixed race, and oo is my Thai name. I didn't expect to be able to return to my hometown in the ark one day." He smiled, "Are you interested in cooperating?"

Meng Yan's mind turned quickly, and he agreed after thinking about it.

"can."

Zhao Jinfeng didn't object this time either, because in a foreign country, if they had a local as their companion, it would make them a lot easier.Although the system has given them Thai identity and language, their understanding of some folk customs and daily knowledge is almost zero.Only Ruishen could know a little more than them.

A Peng temporarily joined Meng Yan's team.

The expressions of the other ordinary god-favored people vary, but most of them are envious and jealous.

The gloomy woman who was wiping the knife on the side flicked her knife, and seemed to have no interest in Meng Yan and others, while the Russian who spoke Mao-style Chinese wanted to talk to the team, but he didn't know how to speak.

Ruishen no longer wasted time, "Let's go, go to Azan's house."

As soon as they moved, the other gods followed suit. Although they were divided into two teams, the goals of the two teams were the same, so they still had to act together.

20 people bustlingly walked to the Diaojiao downstairs, thanks to the large house of Azan in black, it was able to accommodate so many people.

They all crowded into the hall, and sat on the futon in anxiety and fear.

As soon as Meng Yan entered, he could smell the strong stench of corpses. No wonder the others were afraid. It turned out that there were large and small glass jars and statues in the hall.

The glass jar was filled with a yellow unknown liquid, which contained various human tissues, even babies.And those Buddha statues don't seem to be kind, some are stepping on human heads, some are grinning, and some are actually a couple, doing cloud and rain.

The walls of the hall are covered with cipher texts and tattoo patterns, making the room look extremely cramped, and even the air is oppressive.

A thin old craftsman in black was sitting in the middle of the bottles and jars, carving something in his hands.

Without raising his head, he asked, "Looking for someone?"

Seeing that ordinary people were frightened into quails, Lin Manshu asked, "Azan, there are a lot of women missing in our village, and we can't find them anywhere. Could you please help me find them?"

The skinny old man put down his pen and knife, "20 relatives are missing, and they have to pay [-] cents, [-] people, a total of [-] baht."

Hearing this, Apeng said, "Master, we are all from the same country, so let's make it cheaper, and the 20 people we are looking for may all be in the same place, so charging [-] is not appropriate."

Azan in black didn't even bat an eyelid, "One hundred thousand."

"..." A Peng was helpless, "Do you have five thousand plants in your family?"

The favored ones looked at each other and shook their heads.

It is the end of the 80s in Thailand, and the urban economy is soaring. Most of the country people go to Bangkok and other places to develop, and the villages become poorer and more backward.Five thousand baht was definitely not a small sum of money at the time, and the villagers could not afford it at all.

If there is no money to pay Azan, the first step of this dungeon will be stuck.

Meng Yan asked suddenly, "Is gold okay?"

Azan in black glanced at him and nodded.

So Meng Yan asked the system for help, and the system divided a piece of gold worth [-] plants according to the exchange rate at the time, which was not too big, only about [-] grams.

He is not out of kindness to help other people pay money, but wants to spend money to obtain information on all missing persons, and he can't just stop asking because others have no money.

Azan took the gold, a little surprised in his eyes, because the gold is very pure.He bit it with his teeth and accepted it after confirming the authenticity.

"Okay, you all sit down now." Azan took out a long needle, whether it was sterilized or not, "Extend your right ring finger."

The crowd did.

Azan first pricked Meng Yan's finger, picked the blood beads into the bowl, and then did the same, collecting the blood of 20 people.

"Strange, how did filth get mixed in?" He looked around suspiciously. Could it be that some of the 20 people were not human?

After looking at it for a long time, he didn't see it, and the mixed impurities did not delay the investigation, so he didn't investigate it further.

Azan mixed the blood together, stained it with his middle finger, and wiped it on his forehead as if opening his eyes.He kept muttering incomprehensible words, which was actually similar to Hu Santong's tune at the beginning, and many people began to twitch uncontrollably.

Azan in black synchronized with the eyes of the help-seeker, recalling the past one by one to look for clues, and when he found nothing, he had to use the eyes of the sky.

"open!"

The skinny old man trembled all over, and said loudly, "I found it!"

"A month ago, someone came to Chanthaburi from Bangkok with a clear goal of only robbing the women in the village..." He trembled, "It's a pity, it's a colleague, he wants to go to the most shady place..."

Before he finished speaking, Azan's body in black suddenly swelled up. At this moment, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and his limbs seemed to be inflated. Before everyone could react, he was like a punctured balloon Like burst.

The 20 people present were all splashed with blood plasma. Some people screamed in horror after reacting, and the whole hall became a bloody hell, with viscera and pieces of meat splashed on the ceiling.

Meng Yan wiped his face in disgust, his face was covered with blood again, and he didn't find many clues.

The sudden death of Azan left them with three messages, one is Bangkok, the other is that his colleagues are causing trouble, and the third is the place of the deepest shadow.

As if the hall wasn't chaotic enough, the system beeped.

All 20 members of the staff were infected by blood, danger will come at any time

"Xueyin?" Lin Manshu was about to cry, even her hair was full of sticky flesh and blood, she almost didn't feel sick, "Could it be because we were splashed?"

"Go and wash first." Meng Yan couldn't take it anymore, he took the Nightmare team and a Peng, and quickly ran to the well outside the stilted building to wash his body.

Fortunately, Lin Manshu exchanged the clothes package, which can generate clothes that fit her body shape out of thin air, otherwise Meng Yan would have to experience another embarrassment.

The few people didn't care about the difference between men and women, it was all a fateful friendship, Lin Manshu didn't hide, she took off her coat and put on new clothes, and distributed them to other members, and Apeng also took advantage of it.

But the other gods were not so lucky. They frantically snatched the water well, and their nerves were almost stretched into a straight line.

Meng Yan found that even after washing it clean, the system's blood guide reminder still exists. It seems that this is the first hole dug for them by the high-difficulty dungeon.

"No matter what, we are all going to be infected." Zhao Jinfeng is very familiar with this routine. "This is called adding debuff at the beginning, increasing the difficulty of the instance by debuffing it."

They endured the nausea and went back to the Diaojiaolou to search again. Apeng frowned and helped his teammates pick out a few amulets.

Azan in black is dead, and there are no clues in the house, but the things he made are still useful.

"Let's go, let's go first." Meng Yan shook his wet hair, tied the amulet around his waist, "Go to Bangkok."

He turned around and paid homage to the House of Flesh, then left.

Seeing that Meng Yan and others had left, the other gods wanted to follow but did not dare. At this point, the team of 20 people completely separated.

Apeng was familiar with the local area. He walked back to the center of the village along the dirt road. After asking the old man, he found the way out of the village.

"Okay, the motorcycle in the novice gift bag is useful." Meng Yan walked out of the crowded area and placed the motorcycle on the ground. This thing is worthy of ordinary quality, and it looks like a small cottage battery car.

Lin Manshu cried and said, "I don't know how to drive."

Zhao Jinfeng patted his back seat, "Sit here."

Lin Manshu blinked her pretty eyes, and said with a smile, "Then can I trouble you?"

"Other people should be able to drive." Meng Yan straddled up, started the motorcycle with the key, put his right hand on the accelerator control part, and stepped on the pedal with his foot.

With a buzz, the motorcycle's engine started.

A Peng grew up as a mixed race in Thailand. He is very proficient in motorcycles, which are the main mode of transportation in the local area.And Lin Manshu also sat obediently behind Zhao Jinfeng, holding her brother Zhao's waist shyly.

Only Ruishen remained unmoved.

Meng Yan urged him with his eyes.

Ruishen walked forward in two steps and sat on the back seat of Meng Yan's car.

"I can't drive, you drive me."

He smiled very naturally, and he couldn't tell if he was lying at all. After sitting on the seat, he hugged Meng Yan very consciously, as if he couldn't drive him away.

Is the person who drove me to the school canteen before Meng Yan a ghost?

Meng Yan didn't bother with him, but just rolled his eyes, "Hold on to me."

Ruishen's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he hugged Meng Yan's thin waist even more forcefully.

His boyfriend... doesn't seem to be that unkind either.