Old dogs are not stupid. As a skilled diplomat among the lost dogs, he knows that the more information he can get before he engages with his opponent, the better it will be for subsequent negotiations. Especially in an unfamiliar environment, information is especially important. So before landing on the Island of the Dead, he had to get as familiar with the undead as possible.

And the old dog is not afraid that the latest questions will annoy the humanoid armor, the other party has spent so much effort to send himself to the island of the dead, and will never stop the operation because of some minor offense in words. Of course, there may be small penalties and so on.

Sure enough, the paddle-shaped armor was retracted from the asphalt and aimed at the old dog, and the heavy sword that the pulp had turned back into at some point, the sword was full of viscous asphalt, exuding bursts of heat. The armored knight at the helm watched coldly, but the rudder in his hand also changed between the shape of the spear and the rudder. The old dog didn't dare to move, but his eyes were fixed on the Overseer. Since the question has been asked, it is impossible to take it back.

Now the key is to see how to answer. If the Overseer doesn't answer well, she'll probably be out of luck. On the contrary, nothing will happen to the old dog.

"The undead are undead, how can they be killed?" said the Overseer, "the legendary King of the Dead Realm was born from the largest asphalt pool, the Acne Lake. We're driving on the asphalt lake right now. This is the environment where the undead are bred and they recover from any damage they take in a short time. ”

The old dog didn't expect the Overseer to answer like that. The humanoid armor continued to row their boat, and the armored knight continued to take the helm of him. It's really disappointing that there was no fight, the old dog thought with some malice in his heart.

However, the speed of the Mashou ferry has increased significantly, and the spotless Island of the Dead has begun to undergo some changes. On the surface of the huge, wall-like hull, there were tiny creatures crawling. There are so many of them that they are densely packed like a layer of paint. These "paints" are dark red in color and move around the hull in swirl shapes.

The old dog quickly noticed the whirlpools, which wandered at different heights and only stayed in a fixed area. From a distance, it looks like a decorative pattern on the Island of the Dead.

Suddenly, the surface of the hull under a certain whirlpool quickly cracked, and a slimy big black tongue stuck out of the crack, licking all the surrounding whirlpools into its mouth. In just two or three seconds, the big black tongue was retracted, and the huge crack was closed.

The old dog was creepy to watch. The same thing happened from time to time during the voyage, the crevice that looked like a large mouth opened several times, devouring tiny dark red creatures. The old dog guessed that the giant ship was probably a living creature with a surprisingly large head, and that the big black tongue was used by the behemoth to eat or clean its body.

"The Overseers saw it, too?" asked Catherine, the old dog. Catherine kept her brow furrowed, as if she was thinking about something big.

"Huh?" the Overseer clearly didn't pay attention.

"That tongue. The old dog reminded.

"What do you want to say?" the Overseer glanced at the old dog.

"The Isle of the Dead is not a giant ship. ”

"The most powerful of the undead are the kings of the realm of the dead. The power of those kings is mysterious and strange, and no one knows it. The Overseer looked up at the "wall" beside her, "My gut tells me that everything here is related to the kings, so I won't be surprised if anything happens to the Isle of the Dead." You look at our ship's side. ”

As soon as he was reminded, the old dog hurriedly turned his attention to the Mashou ferry. At first he didn't notice anything, but gradually he saw something crawling on the side of the ship. It's a tiny dark red dot that can be easily overlooked if you don't look closely. Not only the ship's side, but also the bow, deck, and stern of the ship, and finally he found that even the humanoid armor and even the Overseers were crawling with these little things.

The old dog shivered all over. He looked down in panic to check his front paws. At first, there was nothing on the claws, but after a while, small dark red creatures emerged from their skin. These little creatures have fierce faces, fangs and claws, and their bodies are made up of tiny bones. The old dog slapped it hard and smashed them to pieces. But the situation did not improve, and after a few minutes, new little creatures came out of the old dog's body.

"What's going on?" the old dog's voice trembled.

"I don't know. The Overseer shook her head, "I guess it's a product of the zombification of the body." Our bodies are baptized by the asphalt pool and transformed into the bodies of the dead. Generally have flesh-covered bodies, called zombies. ”

"Zombies?" muttered the old dog.

"It's a lifeless body, slowly shriveled and stiff. Alas!" Overseer's face looked stiff, and she should have wanted to sigh, but she couldn't make any expression.

"You must know what these little dark red dots are. The old dog turned to the armored knight at the helm.

The armored knight did not answer at all.

"Tell us there's no loss to you. The old dog was not discouraged and continued to nag.

The Knight in Armor still didn't speak, as if the old dog didn't exist.

"But there are benefits. ”

The old dog's words finally caught the attention of the armored knight. The helmsman lowered his head slightly and looked at the old dog, presumably waiting for the next step.

"Reaping our friendship is a benefit. ”

The Knight in Armor straightened his helmet, and it was clear that the old dog's empty rhetoric had failed to impress him.

"What's the use of our friendship to him?" sneered the Overseer, "I wouldn't be interested. ”

"That's not what I said, Overseer. The old dog laughed, "The origin of these little dots must not be a secret, he can answer casually." For this, we have taken advantage of our friendship. What awaits us on the Island of the Dead? Anyway, there must be a place for us. Since we are useful, it means that it is worth making friends. ”

"It also depends on what it is used for. The Overseer disagrees with the old dog's statement, "It's useful to be a slave, and it's useful to be cannon fodder." What is the friendship of such people?"

"Overseers, if you're going to be slaves and cannon fodder. You don't have to work so hard to pick us up. I think that being able to board the ferry may be considered to have passed some kind of test, and it shows a certain value. I don't believe that any person who is a living sacrifice is eligible to ascend to the Island of the Dead. ”

The old dog's words are not untargeted, but conclusions drawn from his rich experience and long life experience. Because after entering the bone cloud, although the encounters between the old dog and the female overseer are different, the process has something in common. In the early stage, the maneuvering with the humanoid armor in the harsh environment is much like a screening mechanism, and finally arriving at the ferry port and boarding the ferry is considered to be a passing test. As for whether there are other tests on the Island of the Dead, it's hard to say. In short, their current status will not be lowly slaves and cannon fodder. (To be continued.) )