The first day inside the sandbox world is spent in a hurry exploring temples and cities.

As the simulated sun on the horizon approached the horizon, and the glorious glow cast the silhouette of the desert city-state of Nim Sandra on the ground, Gawain came to a high platform near the temple, and looked down condescendingly over the deserted, long-abandoned city, as if lost in thought.

Footsteps came from behind him, and Gawain turned his head to see Selena beside him.

"We'll rest in an empty house near the temple tonight," Selena said, "Do you think it's okay?" ”

"There's nothing you can't do," Gawain said casually, "you know the environment here, and you can arrange it yourself." ”

Selena opened her mouth, seeming to hesitate, and after a few seconds she spoke, "Have you figured out how to deal with the upper narrator?" Like what...... How to draw Him out. ”

This is not only her question, but also something that Yuri and Magnum want to ask but dare not.

To this day, the upper narrator is still an intangible and insubstantial thing in their eyes, he exists, his power and influence are everywhere in Sandbox One, and yet he has no physical presence exposed to everyone's eyes, and Selena has no idea how to fight such an enemy, and the extraterritorial wanderer......

She had been observing Yuri and Magnum all day, and had not seen any active means taken by the Extraterritorial Wanderers to search for or confront the upper narrators, and Gawain, like them, had been doing some research and intelligence gathering all day, which made them wonder a little -

Can these things they are doing really be used against that formless and insubstantial "god"?

In the sinking light of the giant sun, Gawain glanced at Selena and smiled, "I know what you're worried about.

"Frankly, a faceless god hiding in such a vast sandbox world is a tricky situation for me, and I don't know where to start.

"So I'm waiting, waiting for that 'upper narrator' to show up."

"Wait for him to show up?" Selena's eyes widened slightly, "Do you think the upper narrator will take the initiative?" ”

"Yes, this is the opportunity he's been waiting for," Gawain said with some certainty, "we are the last springboard for him to get out of this predicament, and our exploration of Sandbox One is the best time it can seize it, even if we don't think about it, the intrusion of our 'uninvited guests' must have caught his attention, and based on what happened to the previous exploration team, the god was not very welcoming to outsiders, and he would at least respond in some way - as long as it did, we would have a chance to seize the power of substance and find its clues." ”

"Attack ......," Selena whispered, looking at the giant sun, which had sunk to the horizon, "it's getting dark." ”

"Yes, it's getting dark, and the previous exploration team encountered mental backlash after dark," Gawain nodded, "In the sandbox world, 'night' is a very special concept, it seems that as long as night falls, this world will change a lot, we have explored Nim Sandror during the day, and next, maybe we can look forward to what its night looks like." ”

Gawain spoke, walking to the edge of the platform, about to return to the temporary camp, but Selena's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Haven't you considered the truth of the words at the temple gate and on the pulpit? ”

"The gods are dead?" Gawain stopped at the edge of the platform and shook his head slightly, "I don't believe it. ”

Night has finally fallen.

In a desert city-state of Nim Sandror shrouded in a moonless night sky, strange stars twinkled in the sky, and in an abandoned house near the temple, Selena summoned her lantern to bring a bright and warm light to the house to whom it once belonged.

The house had been cleared, and with a wave of his hand at the long table in the center of the main house, Yuri created a sumptuous feast out of thin air—grilled meats of all kinds were evenly coated with sauces and tantalizing colors, desserts and vegetables were dotted around the main course, brightly colored and delicious, and shiny wine glasses, candlesticks, and other things were placed on the table to decorate the feast.

"Enjoying good food and exploring the city-state are not in conflict." With a polite smile, Yuri sat down at the long table, looking extremely personable, "Although they are all products of dreams, this place itself is a dream world, so enjoy it." ”

"It's boring, we don't have to eat or drink here," Magnum mocked casually, "You really deserve to be from an aristocratic background, and you have to put Typhon's 702-year-old Sutim wine and silver candelabra on the table for creating some illusions in this hellish place—"

As he spoke, the short-haired, short-haired, short-haired Archbishop of the Eternal Sleeper sat down at the long table and casually cut a piece of roast meat for himself: "...... It's quite fragrant. ”

Selena looked at the two people at the long table, and couldn't help frowning slightly and reminded: "It's better to be vigilant - it's the night of the sandbox world, and this world is not very safe after nightfall." ”

"Of course, I'm waiting for the damn upper narrator to come to the door," Magnum's loud voice rang out around the long table, "and only creates vague dreams and illusions, and leaves some 'god dead' in the temple to scare people, and I'm curious now what he's going to do next—can't he just knock on the door?" ”

As soon as Magnum's loud voice fell, the house, which was a temporary foothold, suddenly fell silent.

"Tuk-tuk-"

A rhythmic knock reached everyone's ears.

In this empty world, in this empty city-state, in this silent night—

There was a knock at the door.

Magnum had half a piece of roast meat stuck in his mouth, and only swallowed vigorously after two seconds: "...... Damn it...... I'm just talking......"

At the same time, the gentle knock on the door was still ringing, as if the person knocking outside had excellent patience.

Yuri and Selena's eyes fell on Magnum at the same time, and the red-haired archbishop glared, and finally waved his hand vigorously: "Okay, I'll go open ......"

Gawain stood up one step earlier: "I'll go." ”

As he spoke, he came to the door made of unknown wood, and at the same time he sensed the things outside the door.

There was the smell of someone outside the door, but it seemed to be just a human being.

Gawain put his hand on the doorknob, and at the same time, the steady knock on the door stopped, as if the visitors outside had expected someone to open the door, and began to wait patiently.

With the squeak of the doorway turning to break the silence of the night, Gawain pushed the door open, and he saw an old man in a shabby gray robe standing outside the door.

The other party was tall, his beard was white, and the wrinkles on his face showed the traces left by the ruthlessness of the years, he was wearing a robe that I don't know how many years had passed, the robe was scarred, the hem had been worn and tattered, but some floral decorations could still be seen, and the old man was carrying a simple paper lantern in his hand, the light of the lantern illuminated a small area around him, and in the hazy light created by the simple lantern, Gawain saw another figure behind the old man.

It was a young girl in a shabby white dress, with long white hair almost down to her ankles, standing barefoot behind the old man, looking down at her toes, so that Gawain could not see her face clearly, and could only roughly judge that she was not very old, but rather thin and delicate.

An old man, a young girl, came late at night with a worn paper lantern, and did not look threatening.

But in this sandbox, in this empty world, their very existence is a kind of weirdness!!

Gawain did not let down any vigilance because of the seeming harmlessness of the visitor, he had already assumed that the other party was some kind of temptation of the "upper narrator", with the highest vigilance in his heart, his face remained indifferent, and he asked, "It's so late, what's the matter?" ”

"It's been a long time since there have been lights in this city," the old man spoke, with a gentle expression on his face and a very kind tone, "We saw the lights in the distance, and we were very surprised, so we came to see the situation. ”

So natural, such a normal way of speaking.

However, the more normal he behaved, the more strange Gawain felt.

Footsteps came from behind her, and Selena came to Gawain's side.

She glanced at the old man and the girl at the door, nodded slightly, and her tone was also very natural: "Is it a guest?" ”

"I'm sorry to disturb you at night," said the old man, "may we go in and rest?" It's not easy to see the lights in this city again. ”

Hosting visitors on a night when they should never be there is no doubt that it is a very risky act.

However, Gawain suddenly smiled after looking the two of them up and down at the door for a moment, and said generously, "Of course - the desert area is very cold at night, come in and warm up." ”

Selena looked at this scene with a slightly strange expression, and some strange associations inexplicably rose in her heart:

The upper narrator knocks on the explorer's door, and the extraterritorial wanderer pushes the door open and warmly welcomes the former as a guest - and then things get interesting.

Of course, she didn't have any evidence that the ordinary-looking old man and girl in front of her were the embodiment of the upper narrator, but since they appeared in such a strange situation...... Even if they are not "avatars", they obviously will not be normal people.

In the abandoned dwellings, warm lamps illuminate the rooms, long tables are filled with mouth-watering delicacies, the aroma of wine wafts through the air, and guests who have come from the cold night are ushered to the tables.

Yuri and Magnum looked at the stranger in front of them with curiosity and wariness, the old man smiled softly back, and the white-haired girl in the white dress just sat quietly, staring down at her toes, as if she was deaf to what was happening around her, and as if she did not dare to communicate with the strangers around her.

"My name is Duvalt," said the tattered old man, who did not show any signs of anything anomalous, but sat down politely at the long table and said with a smile, "a priest who still walks in the world, huh...... Probably the last one. ”

Priest......

Gawain caught the word, but didn't show it.

The old man, who called himself Duvalt, then pointed to the girl who was following him, and continued: "Her name is Naretil. ”

He only introduced the girl's name, and then did not follow up, and did not introduce the identity of the other party and the relationship between the two in passing, as Gawain thought.

Yuri, who was still on the side, took the initiative to speak: "Naretil...... Nice name, is it your granddaughter? ”

"No, it's just a companion," the old man shook his head, "In today's world, it's not easy to find a companion. ”

The girl known as Naretil looked up cautiously, raised her hand to herself, and whispered, "Naretil." ”

This seems to be a self-introduction.

Magnum pursed his lips and said nothing.

"We are a group of explorers, and we have become curious about this city," Gawain saw the two "people" who came out of the night in front of him introduce themselves so normally, and did not take the initiative to attack without knowing what their plans were, but introduced themselves with the same smile, "You can call me Gawain, Gawain Cecil." This is Selena Gerfen, next to me is Mr. Yuri Charvin, and this is Mr. Magnum Kelabor. ”

"It's nice to see the traveler here again," Duvalt said softly, his gaze scanning the hearty food on the long table next to him, "ah...... It was a sumptuous dinner. ”

"You can eat some together," Yuri said politely, "and it's a virtue to share food." ”

"The meal is good," Magnum said, snorting vigorously, "Ugh...... Unfortunately, it would have been better if there was no stench everywhere. ”

There was a strange rancid smell throughout Nim Drow and the surrounding discovered area, and this lingering smell had clearly affected the archbishop's mood.

Old man Duvalt heard Magnum's complaint and smiled gently: "Rancid breath...... It's also normal. ”

Gao Wen immediately frowned, and subconsciously asked, "Why is it normal?" ”

"The gods are dead," the old man whispered, placing his hands on his chest, palms horizontally, palms down, and his voice becoming more and more muffled, "now...... He finally began to rot. ”

(Mom!! ）

(End of chapter)