Chapter 301 [Strange Message]

Beneath the rusty armor, a stone slab emerged.

The slate was the size of a book.

Chen Xiaolian bent down to pick it up and pinched it in his hand, blew off the dust on it, and wiped it with his fingers, but his fingertips immediately felt the uneven feeling on the stone slab.

After blowing off the dust, the slate can be opened and closed from both sides, as if it were a double opening and closing style.

Chen Xiaolian shone a tactical flashlight on it, and he saw something different.

The stone slabs are clearly carved with strange symbols - something like some kind of writing?

It's just that Chen Xiaolian wonders that he doesn't recognize any of these words.

That's a little weird.

It stands to reason that since entering the system and having a personal system, there is hardly any language difference.

No matter where in the world, any language, the system can translate directly, and there is no language barrier, and the same is true for words.

But Chen Xiaolian didn't recognize any of the symbols on this stone slab.

Looking at the symbols, it doesn't seem like hieroglyphs, nor does it look like cuneiform.

Could it be some kind of ancient relic?

But it doesn't seem like it......

Chen Xiaolian was puzzled and flipped open the stone slab.

A symbol directly above the slate book made Chen Xiaolian "huh".

This...... Does it seem like a badge? Or is it a mark?

A sword and an axe crossed together.

It's clearly some kind of badge.

Seem...... Is it a tag for a team or an organization?

Underneath the badge are several rows of text.

Chen Xiaolian found several characteristics.

First, these words were carved by hand in a hurry, as if with the tip of a knife or a dagger or some other sharp object, and some were written crookedly. Some are not neatly written up and down.

Second, the engraved words are not supposed to come from the arms of the same person. Because the strength of the writing varies from deep to shallow, and the arrangement of the writing columns and columns is also different—this slate is like a message board, and the characters depicted on it are all in a mess of east and west, and it is obvious that the writing style is different.

Third. Chen Xiaolian didn't recognize these words, but he could roughly recognize them, and they didn't seem to be all the same kind of words!

Chen Xiaolian glanced over, and suddenly his eyes lit up!

In the lower left corner of the slate, there were actually a few words, which Chen Xiaolian could recognize, and they belonged to the script of this world - a small language in Europe.

Thanks to the personal system, Chen Xiaolian can read this kind of text.

"We are the greatest team!

This line is scribbled and can be seen to be very hasty.

The last few strokes are a little crooked. It seems that the power is not enough.

The more Chen Xiaolian looked at it, the more puzzled he became, his fingers pinched the edge of the slate book, and suddenly his fingertips picked a slender groove.

He touched it, and on the edge of the slate book, there was a groove about the thickness of a cigarette and more than ten centimeters long, and Chen Xiaolian turned it over and took a look.

This groove is weird, and it seems to be a card slot that can be inlaid with something. But it was empty.

Chen Xiaolian's heart moved, and he immediately lay on the ground. Rummage through the pile of tattered armor.

A moment later, he let out a soft cry and found what he was searching for under a piece of broken armor!

This is the right hand of the owner of the armor!

The arm guards had been thrown away, and half of the arm that was as dry as a tree trunk was grabbed by Chen Xiaolian in his hand, and it was in his fingers like dead branches. Clutching on to something.

It is a crystal in the shape of a long strip.

Under the light of the tactical flashlight, there was a strange brilliance reflected, which seemed to be translucent, and under the light of the flashlight, there seemed to be a faint streamer flickering in the crystal.

Chen Xiaolian snapped his fingers. I picked it up, looked at it carefully, picked up the slate book again, found the groove, and tried it.

Click!

With a slight sound, this thing can just be inserted into the groove, and the size is just right, no mistake!

And at the moment when this crystal strip was embedded in the groove, Chen Xiaolian saw that a ball of light suddenly appeared on the slate book in his hand!

On the badge symbol on the tablet, a beam of light suddenly shot out!

The beam of light hit the wall in front of Chen Xiaolian, reflecting a picture.

It's like ...... Movie projection in general!

Chen Xiaolian's spirits perked up! Qi Muxi next to him also snorted.

"Don't speak!" Chen Xiaolian pressed Qi Muxi and stared carefully at the projection on the wall.

To be precise, this is not a projection, but a three-dimensional projection picture.

The screen is shaking......

In one room, a man in armor leaned against a wall, his face covered in blood, the armor on his body was in tatters, his breastplate was almost split, and his waist was piercing, and blood ran down his body to the floor!

Chen Xiaolian could recognize at a glance that this was the scene inside this safe house!

And from the style and pattern of the armor on the man in the picture, you can recognize it...... It should be the owner of this dried corpse that I found!

The armoured man leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, and he struggled a little harder to pick up something - this slate book must have been.

As if the tablet could be used as some kind of video device, he just picked it up and pointed it at himself, so that the picture was as if the man in armor was taking a selfie with the camera.

His face was full of pain, despair, and his eyes were full of anger, humiliation, and ...... Unwilling!

The rapid wheezing sound showed that he was in a very bad state, and blood was still flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Then he began to speak in a low voice.

The first paragraph of language, Chen Xiaolian couldn't understand it at all!

It was a language he had never heard of, and one that could not be translated by any personal system.

The man in armor spoke in a very rapid tone, panting, and his voice was full of sadness and anger. He also vomited blood once, but he held on and finished speaking.

Chen Xiaolian noticed. In the picture, there is a faint roaring sound, and the picture seems to be still shaking.

It was as if the whole room was shaking.

After saying this, the man in armor exhaled, but did not put down the slate book. Instead, he held it in his hand and continued to face the camera.

Just when Chen Xiaolian was almost disappointed, suddenly, the picture flickered, and the man in armor suddenly said such a sentence.

"My name is Caesar, player number XXXXXX......"

Chen Xiaolian is in good spirits!!

He understands the language! Obviously, this is the language of this world!!

"To ensure that the message can be understood by those who find it, I use the language of the world that I know. Repeat what I said above. ”

"Our team is the Great Legion of Conquerors. We are the strongest and greatest team in the world...... It used to be!

And today, now, is the last moment of the existence of this great team.

As the leader of this team, I witnessed my brothers die in battle.

On this team suicide note, the last words of each of my team members were written.

The team of conquerors is immortal forever!

I don't know who will find this suicide note, maybe you're a player, maybe ...... You are the Awakened. But because of the rules of the system, I can't even tell the shocking facts we found. Because the system rules will block out all sensitive information.

So...... I have a lot of things I want to convey, but I can't do that......

The only thing I can say is...... Maybe. We were all wrong!

It's all wrong!

From beginning to end, everything was wrong!

For this terrible mistake, my team and I paid the price with blood, and we paid with everything until all of us died here! Our anger, our unwillingness, may not be discovered by anyone, or may be forever submerged in this corner of the world, rotting. Then dissipate.

If, I mean, if there is a glimmer of hope, who will read this message, then the only thing I can tell you is......

Don't trust anyone...... Any!

Nothing can be trusted!

Because what you do, what you believe, may not exist at all!

All I can say 'maybe' is because until now we haven't been able to really prove our guesses.

And my life has come to an end, and I am about to be reunited with my members.

One last thing I want to say, whoever reads this message, if you're lucky, I've left one thing in this copy, a relic that belongs to our team of conquerors. This is a powerful weapon that may be of some use to you. The key to unlocking this weapon is the memory crystal you are using now.

I threw this weapon out there, hoping you can find it.

If...... If you read this message and you can find our relics, then I ask you to do me a favor.

Tell...... Tell ......"

At this point, the voice has gradually faded down.

Chen Xiaolian couldn't help but get a little closer.

In the picture, the man in armor is dying.

"Tell...... Gongsun Qi, tell ...... Helium ...... We, all wrong, we ...... It's all ridiculous. ”

This is the end of the sound.

In the picture, the man in armor reaches out and touches the slate book - presumably taking out the memory crystal.

The screen then went black.

Chen Xiaolian was stunned.

But there was a monstrous wave in my heart!!

A team of players?

The whole regiment is destroyed?!

Strange last words and suicide note?

Don't believe everything?

Anything could not exist?

Relic?Powerful weapon?

And also...... I actually mentioned ......

White up, and ...... Glutinous?

Well, what should you say about Mr. Umbrella?

Chen Xiaolian is messy!(To be continued......)