Chapter 112: The Dream of the Holy Nun (II)
“So Ning Zhou is there with you now?” Miao Li asked as she roamed Qi Leren’s dream.
Qi Leren kept having unwanted dreams whenever he nodded off, but thanks to Miao Li’s intrusion, he had been woken from the nightmare he had been having just now. His dreams of continuous death only made him more tired.
Miao Li yawned: “That’s great, we’re still busy with the follow-up for the Slaughter Secret Society.”
“Isn’t it all over?” Qi Leren asked.
“Over? No, no, no, this task is much more complicated than you think. Although you’ve performed the most critical part, there are many other things besides this…” Miao Li pushed her glasses up. “Do you think sending you into the Slaughter Secret Society undercover is the only thing we did? It took a lot of effort for the Illusionist to cover up your tombstones on Undead Island. He’s very curious about you.”
Tombstones? Qi Leren suddenly remembered that when he’d recognized Luo Yishan, Luo Yishan had also recognized him. If he sent someone to investigate the identity of ‘Qi Leren’, then those amazing tombstones on the Undead Island…
Wait a minute.The Court knew about his tombstones? Qi Leren was stunned.
“You thought no one knew about it? In a few months, the whole Twilight Township will know that there’s a player named 'Qi Leren’ who has died many times. This kind of bizarre news always travels quickly,” Miao Li said with a smile, seeming to see what he was thinking.
Qi Leren suddenly had a bad feeling. He didn’t want to get into any trouble: “Is there any way to cover up my tombstones? For example, by digging them out?”
For the sake of confidentiality, Qi Leren would not hesitate to dig his own graves.
“…Your idea is really interesting, but the Nightmare World is different from reality after all. Even if you forcibly dig out your tombstone, it will be refreshed after midnight. The Undead Island is like a game log, recording the names of players since the birth of this world. What qualifications do we have to delete the game logs when we’re only players?” Miao Li said with a slight irony. “So we just sent an Illusionist to temporarily cover your tombstones on the Undead Island after confirming that you needed to go undercover. Now the Illusionist has removed the illusion, and your secret can’t be concealed for too long. As long as one person finds out, a secret is no longer a secret. You should be glad that there aren’t many people who have grave-sweeping as a hobby.”
It was unfortunate. If the Illusionist had covered the tombstones earlier, he wouldn’t have been distracted by the mountain of death records. It seemed that you should use your real name less when walking outside. If there were onlookers, he would be afraid of someone trying to take advantage of his ability to resurrect himself… This had already happened and would continue to happen. Speaking of which.
“The Slaughter Secret Society’s believers were caught, right? Luo Yishan… Lie Yang knows my real name. At that time, I failed to kill him in the field,” Qi Leren asked with a frown.
“He’s dead, died of the seed of slaughter’s outbreak and blood loss. Now the Village of Dusk’s enchantment has been closed, only in not out. The connection attached to the memento ring can track the identities of people who have entered the field, and basically all believers have been either arrested or will be soon. However, there are still several believers who were not in Dusk when the incident occurred, and two other believers escaped before the enchantment closed,” Miao Li gave a brief account of the situation.
“Who escaped?” Qi Leren suddenly had a bad feeling.
Miao Li gave him a deep look and seemed a little sympathetic: “Two people you know very well. Mrs. Kathleen, and her subordinate Ashley.”
“…” The sense of foreboding always came true. Qi Leren couldn’t say what kind of revelation this was.
“Let Ning Zhou train you, maybe it will be useful one day,” Miao Li said.
The depressed Qi Leren looked indifferent. Ning Zhou didn’t speak kindly when he trained him. He couldn’t remember how many times he knocked him to the ground even when he was prepared. Even if his psychological quality was better, he would soon have a psychological shadow from falling into a sprawl all the time.
“Oh, another thing about Slaughter, go to the Trial after you finish your first compulsory task and set aside at least one week of survival days. We’ll help you take out your ticking timebomb,” Miao Li said with a smile and walked out of his dream lightly.
It was already morning when he woke up. Although it was still sunset outside the window, the countdown of survival days told him that another day had passed. Qi Leren struggled to get out of bed, washing and thinking about today’s mission.
Ning Zhou gave him a daily training menu, and he was also responsible for sparring with him for some of the contents that required a partner. Therefore, Qi Leren took the initiative to prepare the “coach”’s three meals. At present, the two people got along well - considering that so many embarrassing things had happened between them, this harmonious relationship was even more commendable.
There was a faint warmth when he remembered the scene of them eating together in the warm sunset.
However, Ning Zhou said yesterday that he would be absent today and Qi Leren didn’t bother to ask him where he was going, so he was the only one who enjoyed breakfast today.
Compared to a large number of procrastinators and lazy parasites in modern society, Qi Leren was a very self-disciplined person. After entering the Nightmare Game, he consciously exercised himself. Now that he had this scientific tutorial, he cherished this opportunity very much. Although every day he was drilled so black and blue that he had to crawl to bed at the end of the day, and when he fell asleep he was haunted by nightmares from time to time, the next day he would still grit his teeth.
Ning Zhou was not here, so the training schedule was cancelled. After training in the afternoon, Qi Leren had some rare leisure time. Out of camaraderie among friends, he specially copied a training menu for Dr. Lu. In the private clinic, he saw Dr. Lu lying on a soft sofa enjoying dessert and hot drinks. He warmly invited Qi Leren to share in the afternoon tea.
After learning about Qi Leren’s recent training menu, Dr. Lu showed the expression of “My little friend is so masochistic he would scare a baby to death” and only reluctantly agreed to jog for two kilometers every day after being persuaded by Qi Leren. However, when he saw his criminal record of falling flat after running only two steps - which Dr. Lu repeatedly explained was because his cerebellum was naturally uncoordinated and his balance was worse than the average person - Qi Leren didn’t believe he would last for long…
After coming out of Dr. Lu’s clinic, Qi Leren also saw a player who spoke with an accent talking with his friend: “There’s a female doctor here whose medical skills are very good! There’s just a few more rules. ”
“Really? Is she beautiful?”
“He’s a man.”
“Didn’t you say it was a female doctor?”
“Oh no, it’s Nu (woman).”
The window on the second floor suddenly opened. Dr. Lu poked his head out and said maliciously, “My last name is Lu! I don’t treat people with accents!”
After asking for forgiveness, the two people found that the doctor was hard-hearted and they immediately took up evil thoughts, wanting to threaten violence. Worried about Dr. Lu’s safety, Qi Leren, who hadn’t left yet, simply practiced his recent training results and was pleasantly surprised to find that one or two players weren’t a problem.
The two players didn’t even dare to trash talk as they escaped. Qi Leren watched the two disappear at the intersection and then reluctantly looked at the helpless Dr. Lu: “Now that you know how important exercise is, let’s teach you a few tricks.”
Dr. Lu opened his mouth and exclaimed: “I’m used to you having the aura of a mysterious soft girl, you’re as easily bullied as I am. I’m surprised to see you’ve improved so much. It’s really hard to look at you now, you were so cute before…”
Qi Leren’s hands itched to beat him. What is this mysterious soft girl aura?! Who the hell is cute? Although that one task forced me to be a girl for a few days, I’m still a man normally. I just sent two seven-foot men packing!
“Have a good time training yourself. If you can’t run at least two laps, what will you do the next time someone makes trouble? If you can’t beat them, you have to run for it,” Qi Leren said earnestly, too lazy to care.
“Don’t I have a skill card, [Here, We Will Have Free Wi-Fi]? When equipped, everyone will slowly forget my existence and do their own thing. If the duration of the skill is up, I’ll either admit defeat or call the police. If it truly doesn’t work out, there’ll always be passersby who will help me at the crucial moment,” Dr. Lu said firmly.
“…Do whatever you want.” Qi Leren said tiredly. As someone with E-level luck, he didn’t quite understand the confidence of someone with EX luck, so he left in a disgruntled manner.
It was still early, so he could go somewhere else. Qi Leren made a trip according to the addresses and information given by Chen Baiqi. There were two players who were good at manual work and could be used to make chargers. As a result, when he came to the doors that matched the addresses, one had gone out to do a task and wasn’t at home and the other house was empty, which should mean he’d died recently.
Qi Leren was in a state of melancholy. It seemed he would have to come back another time to see if the player who had left to do a task had come back alive.
As he had plenty of time, Qi Leren simply checked the main task again. Ever since he’d entered the Nightmare World he would go see if the key NPC Rudd, who triggered the task, was present, but he deliberately didn’t trigger the task for fear that he would die again. He just wanted to see if anyone knew about it.
Following the remembered route, Qi Leren came to the Twilight Township’s NPC settlement, which was close to “Red’s” home where he’d been staying while undercover with the Slaughter Secret Society. Qi Leren was afraid he would meet some believers who hadn’t been arrested, so he put on his cloak for safety.
Under the setting sun, a large amount of water vapor gushed out from the rusty iron pipes on both sides of the road, seeming like smoke when seen from a distance.
There was a tavern in the depths of the alley near a garbage dump made of scrap iron. The iron waist-high iron gate couldn’t keep out the noisy sounds coming from the building. Men played cards, drank, and chatted loudly, making this remote tavern seem very lively.
Qi Leren pushed open the waist-high iron gate and walked into the pub.
The tavern owner recognized him, the man with short curly hair asking enthusiastically, “I haven’t seen you in a long time, Qi.”
“I’ve been busy with some things recently,” Qi Leren answered and looked around.
The NPC Rudd he is looking for wasn’t here… This was unusual. Every time he’d come here before, he was drunk in the corner of the pub. According to the plot, if he bought him a drink, he would recount his memories with a face of snot and tears, the tragic battle where mankind’s Holy City was overtaken by demons more than 20 years ago, and then he would go to the churchyard to pay homage to his comrades.
“Where’s the drunk?” Qi Leren asking, pointing to the corner of the pub.
“Oh, him. Just now, a man in a cloak came to have a drink with him and then they left together. Before leaving, the guy even paid off the wine bill he owed. I’m really grateful,” said the boss.
Qi Leren’s face changed instantly: “What did the man look like?”
“I don’t know, he was also wearing a cloak. I couldn’t see his face clearly,” the boss said. “But I haven’t seen him here before. I don’t remember his voice… Hey, don’t you want your wine?”
“Keep it!” Qi Le rushed out of the pub and headed for the abandoned church not far away without looking back.
The main task’s next step was there!
Chapter 112: The Dream of the Holy Nun (II)
“So Ning Zhou is there with you now?” Miao Li asked as she roamed Qi Leren’s dream.
Qi Leren kept having unwanted dreams whenever he nodded off, but thanks to Miao Li’s intrusion, he had been woken from the nightmare he had been having just now. His dreams of continuous death only made him more tired.
Miao Li yawned: “That’s great, we’re still busy with the follow-up for the Slaughter Secret Society.”
“Isn’t it all over?” Qi Leren asked.
“Over? No, no, no, this task is much more complicated than you think. Although you’ve performed the most critical part, there are many other things besides this…” Miao Li pushed her glasses up. “Do you think sending you into the Slaughter Secret Society undercover is the only thing we did? It took a lot of effort for the Illusionist to cover up your tombstones on Undead Island. He’s very curious about you.”
Tombstones? Qi Leren suddenly remembered that when he’d recognized Luo Yishan, Luo Yishan had also recognized him. If he sent someone to investigate the identity of ‘Qi Leren’, then those amazing tombstones on the Undead Island…
Wait a minute.The Court knew about his tombstones? Qi Leren was stunned.
“You thought no one knew about it? In a few months, the whole Twilight Township will know that there’s a player named 'Qi Leren’ who has died many times. This kind of bizarre news always travels quickly,” Miao Li said with a smile, seeming to see what he was thinking.
Qi Leren suddenly had a bad feeling. He didn’t want to get into any trouble: “Is there any way to cover up my tombstones? For example, by digging them out?”
For the sake of confidentiality, Qi Leren would not hesitate to dig his own graves.
“…Your idea is really interesting, but the Nightmare World is different from reality after all. Even if you forcibly dig out your tombstone, it will be refreshed after midnight. The Undead Island is like a game log, recording the names of players since the birth of this world. What qualifications do we have to delete the game logs when we’re only players?” Miao Li said with a slight irony. “So we just sent an Illusionist to temporarily cover your tombstones on the Undead Island after confirming that you needed to go undercover. Now the Illusionist has removed the illusion, and your secret can’t be concealed for too long. As long as one person finds out, a secret is no longer a secret. You should be glad that there aren’t many people who have grave-sweeping as a hobby.”
It was unfortunate. If the Illusionist had covered the tombstones earlier, he wouldn’t have been distracted by the mountain of death records. It seemed that you should use your real name less when walking outside. If there were onlookers, he would be afraid of someone trying to take advantage of his ability to resurrect himself… This had already happened and would continue to happen. Speaking of which.
“The Slaughter Secret Society’s believers were caught, right? Luo Yishan… Lie Yang knows my real name. At that time, I failed to kill him in the field,” Qi Leren asked with a frown.
“He’s dead, died of the seed of slaughter’s outbreak and blood loss. Now the Village of Dusk’s enchantment has been closed, only in not out. The connection attached to the memento ring can track the identities of people who have entered the field, and basically all believers have been either arrested or will be soon. However, there are still several believers who were not in Dusk when the incident occurred, and two other believers escaped before the enchantment closed,” Miao Li gave a brief account of the situation.
“Who escaped?” Qi Leren suddenly had a bad feeling.
Miao Li gave him a deep look and seemed a little sympathetic: “Two people you know very well. Mrs. Kathleen, and her subordinate Ashley.”
“…” The sense of foreboding always came true. Qi Leren couldn’t say what kind of revelation this was.
“Let Ning Zhou train you, maybe it will be useful one day,” Miao Li said.
The depressed Qi Leren looked indifferent. Ning Zhou didn’t speak kindly when he trained him. He couldn’t remember how many times he knocked him to the ground even when he was prepared. Even if his psychological quality was better, he would soon have a psychological shadow from falling into a sprawl all the time.
“Oh, another thing about Slaughter, go to the Trial after you finish your first compulsory task and set aside at least one week of survival days. We’ll help you take out your ticking timebomb,” Miao Li said with a smile and walked out of his dream lightly.
It was already morning when he woke up. Although it was still sunset outside the window, the countdown of survival days told him that another day had passed. Qi Leren struggled to get out of bed, washing and thinking about today’s mission.
Ning Zhou gave him a daily training menu, and he was also responsible for sparring with him for some of the contents that required a partner. Therefore, Qi Leren took the initiative to prepare the “coach”’s three meals. At present, the two people got along well - considering that so many embarrassing things had happened between them, this harmonious relationship was even more commendable.
There was a faint warmth when he remembered the scene of them eating together in the warm sunset.
However, Ning Zhou said yesterday that he would be absent today and Qi Leren didn’t bother to ask him where he was going, so he was the only one who enjoyed breakfast today.
Compared to a large number of procrastinators and lazy parasites in modern society, Qi Leren was a very self-disciplined person. After entering the Nightmare Game, he consciously exercised himself. Now that he had this scientific tutorial, he cherished this opportunity very much. Although every day he was drilled so black and blue that he had to crawl to bed at the end of the day, and when he fell asleep he was haunted by nightmares from time to time, the next day he would still grit his teeth.
Ning Zhou was not here, so the training schedule was cancelled. After training in the afternoon, Qi Leren had some rare leisure time. Out of camaraderie among friends, he specially copied a training menu for Dr. Lu. In the private clinic, he saw Dr. Lu lying on a soft sofa enjoying dessert and hot drinks. He warmly invited Qi Leren to share in the afternoon tea.
After learning about Qi Leren’s recent training menu, Dr. Lu showed the expression of “My little friend is so masochistic he would scare a baby to death” and only reluctantly agreed to jog for two kilometers every day after being persuaded by Qi Leren. However, when he saw his criminal record of falling flat after running only two steps - which Dr. Lu repeatedly explained was because his cerebellum was naturally uncoordinated and his balance was worse than the average person - Qi Leren didn’t believe he would last for long…
After coming out of Dr. Lu’s clinic, Qi Leren also saw a player who spoke with an accent talking with his friend: “There’s a female doctor here whose medical skills are very good! There’s just a few more rules. ”
“Really? Is she beautiful?”
“He’s a man.”
“Didn’t you say it was a female doctor?”
“Oh no, it’s Nu (woman).”
The window on the second floor suddenly opened. Dr. Lu poked his head out and said maliciously, “My last name is Lu! I don’t treat people with accents!”
After asking for forgiveness, the two people found that the doctor was hard-hearted and they immediately took up evil thoughts, wanting to threaten violence. Worried about Dr. Lu’s safety, Qi Leren, who hadn’t left yet, simply practiced his recent training results and was pleasantly surprised to find that one or two players weren’t a problem.
The two players didn’t even dare to trash talk as they escaped. Qi Leren watched the two disappear at the intersection and then reluctantly looked at the helpless Dr. Lu: “Now that you know how important exercise is, let’s teach you a few tricks.”
Dr. Lu opened his mouth and exclaimed: “I’m used to you having the aura of a mysterious soft girl, you’re as easily bullied as I am. I’m surprised to see you’ve improved so much. It’s really hard to look at you now, you were so cute before…”
Qi Leren’s hands itched to beat him. What is this mysterious soft girl aura?! Who the hell is cute? Although that one task forced me to be a girl for a few days, I’m still a man normally. I just sent two seven-foot men packing!
“Have a good time training yourself. If you can’t run at least two laps, what will you do the next time someone makes trouble? If you can’t beat them, you have to run for it,” Qi Leren said earnestly, too lazy to care.
“Don’t I have a skill card, [Here, We Will Have Free Wi-Fi]? When equipped, everyone will slowly forget my existence and do their own thing. If the duration of the skill is up, I’ll either admit defeat or call the police. If it truly doesn’t work out, there’ll always be passersby who will help me at the crucial moment,” Dr. Lu said firmly.
“…Do whatever you want.” Qi Leren said tiredly. As someone with E-level luck, he didn’t quite understand the confidence of someone with EX luck, so he left in a disgruntled manner.
It was still early, so he could go somewhere else. Qi Leren made a trip according to the addresses and information given by Chen Baiqi. There were two players who were good at manual work and could be used to make chargers. As a result, when he came to the doors that matched the addresses, one had gone out to do a task and wasn’t at home and the other house was empty, which should mean he’d died recently.
Qi Leren was in a state of melancholy. It seemed he would have to come back another time to see if the player who had left to do a task had come back alive.
As he had plenty of time, Qi Leren simply checked the main task again. Ever since he’d entered the Nightmare World he would go see if the key NPC Rudd, who triggered the task, was present, but he deliberately didn’t trigger the task for fear that he would die again. He just wanted to see if anyone knew about it.
Following the remembered route, Qi Leren came to the Twilight Township’s NPC settlement, which was close to “Red’s” home where he’d been staying while undercover with the Slaughter Secret Society. Qi Leren was afraid he would meet some believers who hadn’t been arrested, so he put on his cloak for safety.
Under the setting sun, a large amount of water vapor gushed out from the rusty iron pipes on both sides of the road, seeming like smoke when seen from a distance.
There was a tavern in the depths of the alley near a garbage dump made of scrap iron. The iron waist-high iron gate couldn’t keep out the noisy sounds coming from the building. Men played cards, drank, and chatted loudly, making this remote tavern seem very lively.
Qi Leren pushed open the waist-high iron gate and walked into the pub.
The tavern owner recognized him, the man with short curly hair asking enthusiastically, “I haven’t seen you in a long time, Qi.”
“I’ve been busy with some things recently,” Qi Leren answered and looked around.
The NPC Rudd he is looking for wasn’t here… This was unusual. Every time he’d come here before, he was drunk in the corner of the pub. According to the plot, if he bought him a drink, he would recount his memories with a face of snot and tears, the tragic battle where mankind’s Holy City was overtaken by demons more than 20 years ago, and then he would go to the churchyard to pay homage to his comrades.
“Where’s the drunk?” Qi Leren asking, pointing to the corner of the pub.
“Oh, him. Just now, a man in a cloak came to have a drink with him and then they left together. Before leaving, the guy even paid off the wine bill he owed. I’m really grateful,” said the boss.
Qi Leren’s face changed instantly: “What did the man look like?”
“I don’t know, he was also wearing a cloak. I couldn’t see his face clearly,” the boss said. “But I haven’t seen him here before. I don’t remember his voice… Hey, don’t you want your wine?”
“Keep it!” Qi Le rushed out of the pub and headed for the abandoned church not far away without looking back.
The main task’s next step was there!
