There is no exit!

The failure rate is 100 percent, and no one ever succeeds in getting out!

The words of Martial and Cameroon kept echoing in Mo Ye's mind

No export, no export

This is tantamount to a thunderbolt from the sky, His Excellency the Master heard that the whole person is not good, how can there be no way out, his brows furrowed slightly, his dazed face looked a little troubled, thoughts flew in his mind, various possibilities popped up one by one, and his brows quickly stretched out again.

The other party's words may not be credible, and even if they are credible, it does not mean that he really understands whether there is a way out here, and he should not be easily shaken.

Matiel looked at Mo Ye and it was difficult to see the change in mood from her sleepy expression, and crossed his left and right hands to rub his thumb, and said, "You don't believe it?"

Mo Ye shook his head, and said with a faint expression, "Believe"

"Believe me, then you don't feel hopeless, angry, sad now, you will spend the rest of your life in this ghost place with the dead" Mathil paused and said "Oh, there is another possibility, there is no second half of my life, I will directly execute you, send your soul into the forest of death to become a delicious food for those evil spirits"

Mo Ye was silent, so she wouldn't tell the other party that once they started to take force sanctions, she would resist.

Arresting it was deliberate, and this was not the usual style of the mage.

At this time, Xiao Qi's voice sounded in Mo Ye's mind, "Master, according to the fluctuations of the other party's voice, the intonation is combined with the analysis of the environment. and the system's previous data modelling calculations concluded that there is a 98% probability that the night watchman did not intend to kill you, and the remaining two percentage points are the inability to predict the risk and the possibility of a surprise."

This~~

It's barely a consolation!

Mathil stopped talking, but motioned for the other night watchmen standing next to him to begin interrogation.

The lower part of the bright square box began to spill black viscous liquid.

"There are a lot of dead people here, as you know. These are corpse pulp extracted from the Demon Forest, and the living flesh can easily be corroded into dry bones, so you'd better be honest and explain clearly."

The viscous liquid of the night began to spread upwards from below, and a faint fishy odor spread in the confined space.

Zizi~~

Zizi~~

This is the sound of the sole of the shoe being corroded, and this liquid actually ignores the elemental shield and has the attribute of destroying demons.

"Master, at this rate of upward corrosion. It will take at least fifteen minutes and twenty-eight seconds to corrode to the point of the skull, and there is still time."

I didn't feel comforted at all, hey!

"Say it. It looks like you're not from Neville, but from Banalia in the Lodge Empire."

Nani!

Banalia, and what the Lodge Empire is, what kind of country is it, Moye has never heard of it.

Xiao Qi suddenly exclaimed in his mind. "Hey, these two place names sound so familiar."

So, which Banalia is exactly?

"Ah, I remember, master, I found a travelogue in an ancient document in the Covenant Chronicles, describing the ancient city of Banalia, a shining stone star, famous for its ore abundance. A month's annual output can supply an empire's consumption for a year, and it is richer than a country."

Xiao Qi rummaged through his memory storage core, "By the way, in the record of that travelogue, Banalia has a hostile city. However, there are few detailed records, and besides, they have disappeared for so many years, and I have only seen a single description in an ancient document

'Two cities are at odds with each other, and there are spies for each other'"

In this case, the so-called hostile city should refer to Neville.

A civilization that has long since died, it is rare to be able to find some clues from ancient books, and even Xiao Qi only wrote down this information with the mentality that more storage and computing can be upgraded.

The Night's Watch beside Martil continued to ask. "Tell me honestly, what do you want to do when you get in. Answer clearly, maybe you don't have to be thrown out to feed."

"Hehe, you actually sent spies to the graveyard of the dead, do you Banalia want to come and dig up Neville's ancestral grave?"

The rest of the dead also disturbs, there is no morality, there is wood!

The Night's Watch was furious at the possibility, they were the direct managers here, and to make trouble here was to make trouble for them, to punch them in the face, it was damn good.

Mo Ye sat on the shuttle and looked at the black liquid spreading upwards below, listening silently, but gradually realized another key issue that she had been ignoring, and her eyes flashed a bright light.

Enlightened!

These night watchmen don't know the changes in the outside world, they don't know what has happened in the outside world in the past ten thousand years, they don't know why no new people have joined, they don't even know that those high-level civilization empires in the outside world have disappeared, and they don't know that Neville is already an underground empty city, they don't know anything

No, maybe some of them guessed something, but they didn't know what was really going on.

Mo Ye closed his eyes and thought back to the islanders he had met during this time, and then opened his eyes to look at the night watchmen, the mask covering most of their faces, only a pair of eyes exposed.

Mo Ye's gaze swept over everyone and finally landed on Martiel, who was sitting in the middle, only looking into the other's eyes.

Mathil felt Moye's gaze and raised his eyes as well.

The eyes of the two converged through the mirror boxes in all directions, and they did not look away for a long time.

The rest of the night watchmen looked at this picture with a hint of strangeness in their hearts, Director, is it really okay to look at a captive who is suspected of being a spy affectionately?

After a long time, Mo Ye retracted his gaze, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "I can honestly tell you what you want to know, but I will only tell you alone"

Mo Ye said and pointed to Martiel.

Martil was silent for a long time and said to the people behind him, "You guys go out first."

"Director" people and ghosts have different paths, Director, please respect yourself!

"That's not good." There is no result in hooking up with different life attributes.,If you want a sister paper, we can introduce it to you.,Director, please three or four!

The night watchmen had tangled expressions and slandered their hearts, but no one dared to speak. The authority of the Director is not just words.

So, a thousand words turned into a sentence

"Yes, Director"

The group quickly exited the interrogation room, leaving only Matiel and Moye.

Martiel looked up slightly and looked at Mo Ye and tapped his knuckles gently, "Say, it's too late to say that you don't want to say anything after those black liquids drown you."

Mo Ye looked at each other, his eyes did not leave Martil's eyes for a moment, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he said firmly, "You want to leave here"

This is an affirmative sentence rather than an interrogative sentence.

Mo Ye dared to pack a ticket, and his guess was not wrong. The man known as the Director was as eager to leave the huge cemetery as he was.

If you have to ask why Mo Ye knows, it's the eyes.

Martier's eyes told Moye.

Life here is comfortable and peaceful. There are food, clothing, shelter and play, pubs, clubs, restaurants and even movie theaters, and you can continue to enjoy life after death, even better than when you were alive. But the dead people here all have one thing in common, that is, dead eyes.

Mo Ye lived here for fourteen days, and each day was a repetition of the same days, seeing the inhabitants of the island, laughing heartily, eating large pieces of meat, drinking in large bowls, laughing and scolding, and flirting and hooking up. Life is so rich and happy, but Mo Ye has not forgotten their eyes.

No waves, no desires, no desires. There is only the silence of being content with the status quo, which is not the gaze of the living, who have no hope of life.

Even if it is a pseudo-uncle, there is still a fluctuation of hope for life in those bright and springy eyes, he wants to leave, and he doesn't want this death-like silent life.

Everyone here, no matter how brilliant they were in life. No matter how famous or unknown, coming here is a dead man who has been buried. Using extraordinary technological means to maintain the existence of the soul body and continue to live, everything in the past has been erased, just an ordinary island dweller.

But is this really still alive, and can you still eat, drink and be merry?

It's just a bunch of dead people who have been buried a long time ago.

What's the point of surviving like this?

Martiel's eyes were filled with deep disgust, and there was a flash of joy at hearing that a living person had been found, and unlike the other Night's Watch and Islanders, his heart was not yet dead.

Although Mo Ye couldn't sense the fluctuations of Martil's mental power, the fluctuations in his eyes that were unwilling to be silent were still seen by Mo Ye.

Master is right, the eyes are the windows of the soul.

This night watchman was different, and there were waves in his eyes.

Mo Ye thinks that it may be right to gamble!

Mathil looked at the ground silently, as if thinking about something, going out, leaving here seems to be a very tempting thing, but he is already just a dead person, he has no memories of life, not even a body, what is he after leaving this ghost place.

But that irrepressible boredom, disgust with oneself always comes up from time to time, why don't you just accept your fate and stay here like everyone else. The garden after life, the paradise of bliss after death, who came up with this bad thing, boring and lonely life without end, it makes people feel disgusted when they think about it!

Matyr asked faintly, not showing any emotion, "How can you be so sure?"

Mo Ye will tell the other party that she actually guessed, of course it can't be.

"Your eyes speak for themselves"

This is also the truth, seven points of speculation, three points of speculation.

"Hehe, am I not going to change my nature?" Martil murmured self-deprecatingly.

Mathil hung Mo Ye in the middle of the night and fell into his own thoughts, and Mo Ye also waited silently and did not bother with many words, sometimes silence can knock on people's hearts more than many words.

After a while, Martiel looked up and said, "I didn't lie to you when I said that there is no way out, it's really not, this is the burial place, what to do with the way out, at least I don't know"

The last sentence is the key, and Mo Ye doesn't doubt it.

None of these dead people have any memories of the past, and it is possible that their lives after death began at the moment they entered the cemetery.

But Moye firmly believes that there must be a road here, and the night watchman does not know directly but it is somewhat related.

There must be a living person to sweep the grave.

"You're so convinced that there's a way out?"

Mo Ye nodded. The tone is lazy but firm "there must be"

There is a way to go, and there is no way to make a way to go, and it is impossible for me to be trapped in this cemetery.

Martial suddenly smiled, "Okay." If you can find a way out, I can go with you."

Boss, can you stop talking as if someone is begging you to go with you?

Matyr moved his fingers, and the mirrored square box in front of Mo Ye was put away downward, and soon disappeared, Mo Ye was still sitting on the ground, surrounded by such square boxes, but most of them were empty. There was only one of them, and the pseudo-uncle was still sitting inside.

Mathil looked at Leah in the box, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Your companion is strange."

Anyone who sees a delicate and glamorous girl who becomes a strong man in a second will always be a little uncomfortable.

"Oh. He's not my buddy," His Excellency Mage's disgusted tone was undisguised.

My friend is out there and is uncertain about his life and death

It's obviously a captive who was captured alive, and he was still being held in a boxy mirror box a second ago, so why was it released now.

How did things come to this point, Leah looked at Matyr and Moya who were talking. The surprise in my heart couldn't be suppressed for a while, and sure enough, I stayed in this kind of too peaceful place for a long time, and my personality became too fussy.

The decision to pick up the paper in the tavern was a real mistake.

Leah's expectations for finding a way out and returning to the Covenant are a little higher.

After reaching a preliminary intention of cooperation, it is natural to exchange valuable information with a view to reaching a common goal as soon as possible and leaving the cemetery.

"How many years is the ephemeris now?"

"Ephemeris 70008"

Martil flipped through the screen casually, "The last resident to enter Sanxing Island stayed in the year 59785, and there were no new residents during this period."

"How long have you been here?"

"I don't know" that time has no meaning in this cemetery, and Martial naturally didn't care about it, and he didn't remember anything before his death, except for his own birth and Neville. Martial has very little knowledge of his life.

It became impossible to learn about ancient civilizations from him.

"This is the largest cemetery in Neville, Seven Star Paradise, and it is a paradise paradise where you will be buried after death and continue to enjoy the good things of life. The end of life does not mean the end of life, open another chapter of life, give you the best back garden of life, I only remember this"

What is the visual sense of this advertising slogan!

Leah listened as she listened, but remembered the evil spirits and asked, "If this is the case, what is the matter with these evil spirits?"

Martier shook his head, "I don't know, they were here when I came"

Neville is gone. Now the highest level of civilization in the Star Alliance is a fifth-level civilization, and Neville City, which has sunk into the ground, is actually in the primary civilization star field and is being overexplored by two second-level civilizations

Too much information. Matyr felt that he needed a short period of time to digest it a little, although his memory was gone, he didn't remember what he did before he died, and he didn't remember many things, but he still knew how big the gap was between the seventh-level civilization and the second-level civilization.

Is it gone, no wonder, no wonder, this cemetery has long been abandoned, so what is this place now?

"Earlier, there were maintenance workers here, and they would regularly maintain the sea defense line to prevent evil spirits from wandering, but no one has come back in the past 10,000 years, and the sea defense line is weakening day by day, and from time to time evil spirits will slip out" It's not too boring to live like this.

"Since those maintenance workers can come and go freely, doesn't that mean that there is an exit from this place?"

Martiel's reply was very simple: "Even if there is, I don't know where it is"

Mo Ye knew that Mathil wasn't completely honest, and he should have hidden something, but that didn't matter.

"I can let you go, but you'd better be more conspicuous, there are seven directors of the Night's Watch, and the other six are not as good as me, and if you are caught by them, you will only die"

Martial made a point of emphasizing the dead word.

The rest of the words Martiel didn't say anything more, "You guys go, remember to inform me if you find a way out"

Can you not exude a serious and serious personality, and it is natural to say such shameless words!

Martial looked at the two people walking away, rubbing his fingers, whether it is successful or not, this time will not be boring!

Thank you Mu Xining for the sachet

Thanks to Old Immortal 001, Wind and Thunder Warrior, Rainbow Window, Ran Ling, tokyo8, and Kang Su Elo's pink

What a group~~

It's a new month.,Thank you readers for your long-term support.,I'm sorry that the state of the last two months is sluggish and the update is not strong.,It's addictive to the cliff.,Sins and sins.,I don't promise to settle the previous account.,This month will definitely work hard.,I hope to continue to support.,What a group.

(☆_☆) (To be continued)

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