"Where's the poor ghost...... You please come in! The best rooms are upstairs! ”

When Lin Chi, who was in rags, took out a gold coin obtained through a blood from his pocket, he immediately witnessed the process of the innkeeper's face changing in an instant. It seems that gold should be considered a very valuable currency in Sodom City.

After handing over the gold coins to the innkeeper, Lin Chi took a few silver coins from the other party's hand, and used the key provided by the boss to open the wooden door of a guest room on the second floor.

In the small room, the air was covered with a layer of moisture, the wooden beds and tables were a little old, and the sheets on the beds seemed to show signs of mold.

By the standards of the hotel rooms, the environment here is really not qualified. However, Lin Chi rented this room, of course, not simply for rest.

The inn is located along a large road leading to the city center, and if something happens in the city, you might be able to see something going on through the window.

In addition to this, it can also be used as a temporary hideout until the safe house is obtained. After all, this game has only just begun, and there will be no forced combat plot events for a while. The other players should be similar to you, in a weakened state.

At this time, his position was still Mephistopheles' territory. If Mammon's statement is correct, there must be other "gods" in the city.

It is a miracle that this city, with its many conflicting beliefs, has not been divided until now.

"Hoo ......"

A rancid breath wafted out of Lin Chi's mouth, looking at the back of his pale hand.

Except for his weak body, he feels no different from a normal person now. However, the game naturally does not realistically simulate the feeling of "dead corpses" - completely unconscious characters don't seem to be interesting to play.

Lin Chi, who had just infiltrated the city and was still in the period of collecting intelligence, was going to rest for a while before making other plans. He pulled back the curtains, blew out the candles on the wooden table, and then leaned back against the head of the bed and took a nap.

Even in the game, the old salted fish occasionally revealed his true nature, and Lin Chi, who was a walking corpse, squinted his eyes and took a groggy nap for a while. Until the bright light of the fire that threw him into the room from the window woke him up again.

"Huh?"

Lin Chi opened his eyes and looked out the window, only to see a group of guards on the street pushing and shoving a few men who were tied up by flowers. The words of scolding from the soldiers' mouths came to Lin Chi's ears through the windows with poor sound insulation:

"Let's go, be honest!"

"Damn cultists, don't force us to be polite!"

Before the soldiers could finish speaking, a man suddenly shouted, "Long live the Holy Light!" Even as the soldiers quickly gagged the man with socks and the like, his voice continued to echo above the street.

It seems that these captured guys are cultists who believe in the Holy Light.

Lin Chi leaned in front of the window, hid in the darkness of the house, and observed the scene on the street, and then suddenly found that the clothes of the arrested people seemed to be very similar to the robbed clothes on their bodies......

The "cultists" also wore gloves and peaked hats, almost identical to their own clothing, and all of them wore the same clothes. To put it this way...... The man who robbed on the side of the road should also be a cultist who is on the run.

"No wonder he's so flustered......"

I remembered the sneaky way the man walked and looked left and right. A vague question in Lin Chi's heart was finally answered. However, a new problem arises:

With the arrest of these cultists, wearing the same costume, they are likely to be noticed by the guards when they return to the street, and if they are interrogated, their "dead faces" cannot be hidden at all, and they will definitely be recognized immediately.

"This is a problem." Lin Chi sighed.

The fact that you will wear this outfit may also be the result of a lower luck value. If you had robbed other citizens at that time, you wouldn't be in trouble now.

However, if you want to act, it is better to take advantage of the cover of the night, and when it comes to daytime, your current outfit is even more hidden, and you will be arrested by the guards as soon as you go out.

Seeing those "cultists" being taken away by the guards, Lin Chi saw that many pedestrians who were watching on the side of the street also returned to the house.

After the commotion completely subsided and the passers-by went back to sleep, Lin Chi slowly opened the window, flipped out of the window of the guest room on the second floor, and after making sure that there was no one nearby, he jumped down directly.

Syllable!

His feeble body slammed into the ground like a meatloaf with a loud thud. The inn immediately sounded the owner's muttering:

"What's that?"

By the time the boss opened the door and came out to check, Lin Chi had already stood up and staggered into the dark alley next to him, avoiding the other party's sight.

Although his body is weak, because it is a corpse, he has a reliable "immortal body". As long as you don't get hit by a holy attack, or if your soul is taken by another player, even if you are injured, you will recover after a while.

He took off his gloves and stuffed them in his pockets, returned to the street and walked briskly to the city center, and under the cover of night, began his reconnaissance operation again.

The first thing to do now is to steal a set of clothes that are not considered by the wanted criminal. After that, Lin Chi planned to go to the city center to find out the distribution of power in the city in a short period of time, and then make the next step.

Now, other players who have entered the city must be trying to figure out how to disguise themselves. You might run into someone else on the road and ......

Lin Chi showed a sinister smile on his bloodless face, passed through the shadows on the side of the street, and continued to observe the situation nearby.

The closer you get to the city center, the fewer portraits and slogans there are in Mephistopheles. In its place is a separate mural depicting a humanoid figure holding a scythe and wings on its back.

- What kind of "god" is this?

Looking at the portrait that resembled an angel, Lin Chi frowned slightly.

Belief in angels is forbidden in this city, and the people in the portraits are certainly not angels, but something else, perhaps an evil god such as a fallen angel.

Because the painting skills of these murals are very rough, it is impossible to distinguish any details at all. Lin Chi could only continue to move forward, looking for the clues he needed.

After turning right at the intersection, I finally found information about the city on the metal sign on the side of the road:

"Travelers, devotees, welcome to the territory of Samael, and have a good mood!"

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