Chapter Ninety-Five: Standards
The black mist was thick and thick, and the small sparks in the lantern looked a little fragile even under the block of the lamp wall, and the wick jumped and jumped, as if it would be extinguished at any time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Lynch was crouching in front of the dilapidated wooden door of a small bungalow, with his head down, and after the messenger clearly rejected Lynch's desire to enter the door, Lynch crouched outside, looking at the messenger who had found pen and paper from nowhere, and stretched out his outstretched arm from the room to scribble on it.
"Put ...... Fire...... Throw...... Throw away the danger?" Lynch endured the discomfort of being watched, and whispered to the messenger on the paper what he was writing one by one, looking a little surprised: "Why should I throw the lantern away?"
The arm tapped the floor impatiently, telling Lynch to do as it was told.
"Live Target ......"
Lynch thought for a moment, tossed it lightly, and threw the lantern not too far away from him first, just in case.
Then the messenger shrank back through the hole in the wooden door, and after a shudder behind the door, another piece of paper came out of its hand, which it handed to Lynch, and then held the ground and did not move.
Lynch glanced at the messenger to make sure that there should be nothing wrong with it, then he broke the delusional eye and the night vision he gained after becoming a capable person, and then gently spread out the paper, and struggled to read the contents of the paper.
This is a new map.
Lynch squinted as he muttered, "Why isn't this map automatic like Harry Potter...... It's not magical at all......"
Lynch was about to find his position when he suddenly felt the hem of his clothes being pulled.
Lynch looked down and found his arm again starting to write on the piece of paper.
The word is quite fancy, the font is also very beautiful and unconventional, and the line of writing is also smooth and without pause, just like a special writing machine is writing, except that it is a little slow.
"Xincheng has always been very chaotic, and something has happened recently, so you have to be careful with your cannon fodder. ā
This "oh" is so uncomfortable to watch, Lynch looked at the ugly arm that was still struggling to write, and his heart was extremely awkward.
"Luo Yu almost turned her face with her own old monster for you, but now that she is entangled in some things, there is no way to come over to help you, and it is still quite dangerous for the Flame Follower to come to this place. I was persuaded by me. ā
"As for me, because of the peculiarities of the new city, there is no way to rush over immediately, and it would be great if you could live long enough for me to come and become famous. I asked the messenger to send you some rune paper, so it can be useful. ā
"New towns are generally places where problematic possessors go, and as long as you go, you will be labeled. ā
"I don't understand why you didn't try to resist, and you just let these guys send you to New Town?"
"Maybe I'll come here with Lord Ning Yue then. Don't have any contact with the guys there. ā
"Don't try to go back, it's going to end badly. Remember, you've been labeled. ā
It turns out that this "oh" was not said by the messenger, but by Ying Lan. Lynch breathed a sigh of relief.
"What am I now, is the new city dangerous now?" Lynch asked as he glanced around and whispered to the messenger who had finished writing.
The messenger held the pen and did not respond to Lynch's questioning.
It's complicated, it's complicated, and when the time comes, go in and see if you need to awaken the fourth talent.
Lynch looked at the motionless messenger speechlessly, and exhaled softly: "Where's my rune paper?"
After hearing Lynch's question, the messenger shrank back through the broken wooden door.
He crouched at the door and waited for a long time, only to find that there was no movement inside the door.
"Huh?" Lynch sensed something was wrong, he stood up and knocked lightly on the door, "The messenger?"
There was no movement inside the door.
"Isn't it......" Lynch felt like he was going to be unlucky, "I'm in?"
He said as he pushed open the broken door.
The furnishings in the house were so rotten that it was impossible to distinguish them. And the wall opposite the room actually collapsed.
Lynch scanned, and there was no trace of the Courier's presence. Then he reluctantly searched again with his senses, but in vain.
He shook the bell in his hand again, and then looked at the map in his hand.
There wasn't much useful information on the map, nothing but Lynch's own location was marked.
The place that was originally marked on the map as "Gathering Place" now has a text added to it: "Destroyed." ā
In a few places around the city, there are also signs that say "supply points".
There is also a small piece of advice in the blank space on the side: please try to move around the city, there may be a large number of monsters gathering near the new city and near the city. Please refrain from carrying lanterns or other firelight in the city. Please make sufficient marks when the examiner arrives to facilitate his or her review and verification. Good luck leaving soon.
"It's really similar to the Dark Forest," Lynch couldn't help but sigh, and his desire to die began to rise slightly: "I don't know if I can deal with the strength of the monsters inside, and whether there will be a lot of experience points." ā
I don't know if there will be experience points for killing, after all, he hasn't tried it yet.
In the case of the possessed, as long as they are normal and are three-talented guys like Lynch, Lynch is completely in a crushing state in terms of physical fitness.
The difference in strength between the third and fourth talents of the possessed is not too obvious, most of them just rely on one more talent to gain an advantage, and if some people's luck is relatively bad and the awakened talent is too bad, it may not give him much improvement in strength.
And the bonuses of the possessed person's physical fitness seem to be more extreme in Lynch's opinion, some guys are very strong, but his speed may be slightly better than that of ordinary people, and he always has such and such flaws.
This situation will only change slightly after the possessed awaken the fifth talent.
In other words, the current Lynch can barely deal with an ordinary fourth-talent possessed person who is slightly worse.
It's just that the guy he's meeting now is either much stronger than him, or a fire relayer, or a bit of a bug himself. Even Mike, who has obviously poor endurance, after possessing and going berserk, it is difficult for Lynch to have any good way to take it without doing such a thing as hurting the enemy by one thousand and self-inflicting eight hundred.
This place is full of possessed people, and although Lynch doesn't know if there are other possessors who have only awakened the three talents, he can still look forward to his future for a while.
Because he can awaken the fourth talent at any time, and he will never awaken to the poor talent ability, he has instant combat power that can be used as a hole card.
Since the way back doesn't work, let's go inside.
Without waiting for any response to the bell's call, Lynch walked out of the room, intending to continue in the direction of the new city.
But as soon as he went out, he felt something was wrong.
The lantern he had thrown not too far before was gone. But the feeling of being watched is gone.