In a café in the city, dust spreads like a thick blanket on the abandoned facilities, the air is filled with musty smells, and the windows on both sides creak and rattle under the cold wind, only the crumbling and rather ornate neon signs seem to tell the noise and excitement of the past.

However, now it is completely dilapidated, but this is only a microcosm of the entire Soul Gathering City, time has passed, things are not people, and human beings have gradually drifted away on the road of poverty and darkness.

At this time, in the room on the second floor, an oil lamp with a faint flame barely filled the room. Findel curled up in the corner without saying a word, as if he had not recovered from the horror he had just had. But Zhen Shifeng turned out a piece of military compressed biscuit out of nowhere, and said with a smile: "How about it, do you want to eat some supper?" ”

As a gamer, Brother Feng naturally doesn't need to eat deliberately, unless the script has a hunger setting. But NPCs are different, they are born out of the script and 'serve' the plot of the script, in other words, in the eyes of these survivors, food like compressed cookies can be said to be equated with their lives. In this way, it is better to give it to the boy in front of you, firstly, to eliminate the hostility of the other party, and secondly, to take the opportunity to ask for some intelligence information about this scripted world.

But Findel didn't pay attention to Zhen Shifeng's kindness, and still shrank in the corner of the wall silently, not even glancing at it. Although the other party saved his life in a moment of crisis, it is important to know that humans are often more terrifying than those hideous monsters. God knows if the other party saved him for other purposes, and this guy in white with a weird smile on his face is a pervert who is extremely pedophilic.

But children are children after all, and their willpower and endurance are far from mature. I saw Brother Feng shrug his shoulders helplessly, pouted and said, "Okay, since you don't want to enjoy it, then ........." As he spoke, he broke off a biscuit and stuffed it into his mouth, and kept chirping to deliberately arouse Findel's appetite.

Sure enough, the hungry Findel couldn't withstand such temptation at all, these days he had given up all the rations to his sick sister as much as possible, and he only ate one meal in two days, and now he was hungry and faint, staring at Zhen Shifeng with straight eyes, and said shyly: "Can you......... Can you give me a piece too, a small piece is enough. ”

Who knew that Brother Feng actually picked up a black pocket and threw it over, Findel was shocked at first, and after opening the pocket, he was even more surprised, it was actually full of stacks of compressed biscuits, which added up to half a month's amount.

"So............ Are these enough? Zhen Shifeng spread his hands and said.

Findel finally let go of the last shred of reserve, nodding his head and clutching his pocket tightly in his arms. In the last days, even children, and adults may not be able to resist such temptations, after all, food is the source of their life. The original hostility gradually dissipated, and was replaced by a slight sense of awe. If nothing else, he can give so much food at will and don't care, coupled with the earth-shattering shocking blow just now, this person's strength is not terrifying.

"Thank you......... Thank you sir. Findel couldn't help but bow.

only heard a snap, Zhen Shifeng clapped his hands and stood up suddenly, "Just waiting for your words............ Ahem, thank you don't have to, in return, you need to answer me a few questions! ”

"Huh?" , Findel was slightly stunned, and didn't seem to react yet, but then his eyes rolled, and he suddenly realized, and simply said: "One!" ”

"Uh............ Well? ”

"In return, I can only answer one question for you, and if you want to ask more, then you need to do me more!" Findel had already made up his mind, if he could get the strong man in front of him to help him go to the medicine store with him, wouldn't the danger factor on the way be much lower? What's more, I can't afford to lose, with my sister's life in my hands, how can I give up easily? Instead of sitting back and waiting, it's better to give it a try, even if you sin this big guy.

"Hey, hey, you bear kid, which is heavier or a bag of food, this is a typical extortion, okay?"

"Then all I can say is sorry, sir." Findel apologized, but his pockets tightened. In desperation, Zhen Shifeng had no choice but to sigh, although he didn't mind immediately getting rid of this bear child who took advantage of the fire to rob, but what effect did this have on the current situation? At least the other party also agreed to answer a question.

"Okay, count yourself ruthless," Zhen Shifeng sighed as he took out a strange-shaped thing from his pocket of his clothes, put it in front ............of Findel at the same time, and asked, "In that case, can you tell me what this thing is?" ”

Upon closer inspection, the object resembles a brooch, with a thin needle nearly ten centimeters long at one end and a hard 'capsule' wrapped in an unknown brown metal at the other. It has an eerie rose-purple color all over it, and a faint hint of light can be faintly noticed. However, it was such a thing, which had been inserted in the back of Zhen Shifeng's head since the moment he woke up in the hidden script, and it was neither painful nor conscious, as if it was a substance derived from the skin layer.

Findel, on the other hand, knew the strange thing, and no one of the inhabitants of Nantingol in the past knew what it was for. Therefore, his heart tightened at first, and then his brows furrowed into the word 'Chuan', and he said curiously: "This is a consciousness transmitter, don't you even know?" Could it be ............ Not a local? ”

"............" Zhen Shifeng originally wanted to continue to ask the question of the 'consciousness transmitter', because it is very likely to be related to the brain's consciousness separation experiment, after all, the consciousness world and the real world are connected, and from it, we may be able to know the background and specific situation of this hidden world. But when Findel mentions whether or not he is a native, he looks extremely excited, in other words, in the eyes of the survivors, the question of natives is much more important than the inexplicable brain experiment.

So Zhen Shifeng said decisively: "Obviously, if I were a local, then I would still ask you what this thing is?" ”

"So you're coming in from the world outside of the Soul Gathering City?" Findel became more agitated, his eyes flashing brightly.

"Uh......... Ha............ Yes, I'm from somewhere else! ”

Zhen Shifeng didn't know if there would be any negative impact on answering like this, and he was still confused at this time, because ............ Since coming to this world with a hidden script, the system has not provided any explanatory information, nor has it provided detailed and specific mission requirements, and even the Ice Girl has no idea where she is now.

【Hidden Mission: Explore the City of Souls】

This is the only part of the mission, and it is obviously an extremely open-ended exploratory mission. Since 'Task 1', 'Task 2', etc. are not displayed, that is, there is only one and only one hidden task. This virtually increases the difficulty of completion.

Therefore, the first thing Zhen Shifeng needs to do is to understand the background of the setting of this world, so as to obtain relevant information and intelligence for accurate analysis and judgment.

But at this moment, Fendel, who was originally extremely excited, fell to his knees with a thud, and his pleading eyes suddenly fell to Zhen Shifeng, and then he sobbed: "Sir, please, take me and my sister out of here, out of this ghost place!" ”