Chapter 100

"You, still alive?" The Duke asked uncertainly.

He didn't dare to approach the mercenary's cage, for fear that what he had just heard was his hallucination.

"Of course I'm still alive, what's wrong?" The mercenary was puzzled.

"But aren't you asleep?"

"Yes, I'm asleep, I'll sleep as long as I'm sleepy, otherwise I'd have died suddenly." The mercenary answered the duke's questions in the dark as a matter of course.

The Duke couldn't see the mercenary thoroughly, but the mercenary was the most accustomed to the night, and he had long been accustomed to this dark space, and he could see much more clearly than the Duke.

He could even see the appearance of every Dire crawling in its cage.

The minions of the Dire were now huddled in the corners of each cage, shivering and whispering, unaware of what they were muttering.

"How is this possible, you...... How can you still stay awake after sleeping? Haven't you been mad by the whispers of Dire? ”

"Dire whispers? In a dream? This is what your Winter Spirit Empire fears? ”

The Duke nodded: "This is a characteristic of Dire, don't you know?" ”

The Duke didn't know where the mercenary was from.

"Well, when you say that, I do remember that when I was sleeping, I heard someone chattering in my dreams, but I thought it was the scream of a mob in the game, after all, it was very similar to the scream of a mob after being killed."

The duke was stunned: "You say that......"

The Duke remembered the screams of some monsters after being killed in the game Castlevania.

The voice did look like some kind of whisper.

Thinking about it, how did he feel that he was suddenly less afraid of the Dire's whispers?

"My dreams are full of things about playing games, and I hardly care about the sound."

"Can I do that too? Can I also ignore this sound after playing the game? ”

The Duke felt as if he had suddenly discovered something extraordinary.

"I don't know, why don't you try to sleep?"

The duke's newly mustered courage was immediately dissipated.

He was afraid of death, what if he really became a slave of the Dire when he fell asleep?

But just now, if it weren't for the mercenary's sudden sound again, he seemed to be really going to sleep, and wouldn't he have become a slave of Dire by then?

Now that his spirit has reached the verge of collapse, it is impossible not to sleep after all, and the people of this city have reached their limit, and this city will be completely lost at any time.

"Anyway, aren't you also weak now, just go to sleep, and when you wake up, there will be some good news." The mercenary suggested.

The mercenary added: "By the way, by the way, you return the game console to me, you shouldn't be able to play anymore, you sleep for a while, and we'll exchange it when you wake up, you give me food, I'll give you the game console, and even, I can show you something good." ”

"Good stuff......"

The Duke returned the console to the mercenary, which could only be activated by the mercenary.

Then the Duke finally decided to give it a try.

Death is a matter of time or night, so let's try it out for some sleep.

If he could really ignore that whisper, he would be able to find a way to save the city.

He was the Duke of the country, and he knew that if there was a solution to the Dire invasion of the human spirit, the meaning and value would be self-evident.

He felt that he might have discovered something amazing.

The Duke fell asleep, and the mercenary regained his magic again, and he played the most mana-consuming game in high spirits.

The mana cost is different for each game.

Inside this console, there's a game that's still in beta, and it's the best game screen the console can afford.

This is the high-definition remastered version of Duke Doom.

Duke Doom can be said to be one of the milestones in first-person shooters, and Zhang Youxing certainly created this game with limited conditions.

Then he installed the game on every console he sent out.

The beta version only has one level, but it's not boring for mercenaries.

It's a stunning feeling that comes with a visual revolution.

As long as the mercenary has enough mana, he will definitely not waste it on games with poor graphics.

It's like there aren't many people in the current society on the planet who spend a lot of time playing FC games anymore.

By the time the mercenary had exhausted almost the energy he had replenished again, the Duke came to his senses.

It was the sweetest sleep the Duke felt he had ever slept in his life.

In his sleep, he did hear the whispers of those Dire.

When he heard these whispers, he almost broke down and became a slave to the Dire.

It was only a moment before he was about to become a member of the slave that he finally remembered what the mercenary had said.

Think carefully about how you will be playing the game and focus all your energy on the game.

The game has some different kinds of magic, but of course it has to do with the different levels of addiction that everyone has.

The Duke doesn't have the same addiction to the game as a mercenary, so he doesn't completely ignore the Dire when confronted with Dire Whispering.

But the mercenary's advice to himself did work, at least, he could really compete with the Dire's whispers and let himself get a good night's sleep.

When he woke up, he felt a kind of sublimation of his whole being.

If someone who hasn't slept for three or two days sleeps, it may feel the same way.

"How are you feeling?" The mercenary discovered the duke's sobriety and immediately inquired about the duke's situation.

The mercenaries were ready to get away from the duke if he turned into a Dire slave.

"I'm fine!" The Duke replied excitedly.

"That's good." The mercenary also breathed a sigh of relief, at least this trick seems to be really useful.

"What about your game, my Castlevania hasn't been cleared yet!" The Duke then said what he wanted to say.

"Swap for food!" The mercenary stretched out his hand unceremoniously and said.

In the dungeon, apart from the mercenary and the duke, there seems to be no third human who can still remain normal, and their current conversation is almost impossible for anyone to know.

On the ground, all the people gently chanted the national anthem of the Winter Spirit Empire, which told a story of rebellion, which was the most motivating source of the country, and almost everyone sang it, whether children or adults alike, were now in a state of silence, most of them were preparing for death.