When Number 86 returned to the hallway he had passed through with his card, his expression was still dazed. The three-eyed skeleton didn't wait for a symbolic answer, he threw down his card and leaned back in his chair, returning to his original state of not saying a word, and never even looking at it again.

However, Mott, who was floating next to him, was still trapped in an irrepressible excitement and could not extricate himself. "Boss, we're going to be stars!Hey, newcomer 86 and his partner Mott are going to be hot characters!" The skull flew up and down around 86, and even if it couldn't speak with its mouth, it didn't stop it from emphasizing its joy with a flickering purple fire. "Look at the purge in the hall just now! Look at their gaze! Well, even though these guys have their faces covered by hoods, I'm sure their jaws must have all fallen to the ground! Yes, definitely!"

Number 86 glanced at the skull with some confusion. "What is the seldom like this?" he said, "I mean the three-eyed skeleton speaks?"

Mott's floating figure suddenly fell, and he quickly glanced around alertly, and saw that there were no others of his kind or clearers passing by, before he let go of the purple flame that had gathered into a small dot in his eyes. "Boss, just say it in your heart, don't open your mouth to shout it, you know......" He said solemnly against the bridge of No. 86's nose.

"Okay, okay......" Number 86 quickly accepted.

"Whew...... That guy wasn't a good-natured being......" Mott muttered quietly, "As for the last time he spoke?" "It's not that I have a bad memory, it's that the last time something like this happened, it should have been outside of the two elf life cycles, eh...... That's the lifespan of four dwarves, or more than 1,600 years of human life! I hope you understand this explanation. ”

Number 86 nodded, he was satisfied with the various age references provided by Mott, although the skull was sometimes too noisy, but he had to admit that it was a very useful assistant, at least for now. "This, is this the unit of measurement of time here?"

Mott was stunned for a moment, but quickly let out a nonchalant "um". "That's right, you'll get used to it slowly, because the second useless problem here is time!" it continued, adding, "This is also written on the stone pillar, well, it seems that I need to find a time to brush up on the text for you......"

Number 86 awkwardly tugged at the brim of his hood. "So who was that guy just now, and is he the 'master' you often talk about?" he tried to change the subject.

"He!master?!no!Of course he isn't!" Mott suddenly stopped the trajectory of the flight, and turned sharply, its jaw kept opening and closing, although their conversation was going on in his head, but this expression could completely see the excitement of the skull, "This is the most leaky disrespect to the master! That guy is nothing compared to the master, yes, not even the reptile in the brick crack!"

"Then ?...... he," asked Number 86.

"He is the 'Observer,' and like you and me, he is the creation of his master...... "Mott explained very seriously, "but the division of labor is different, and he will find out whether the master's will has been carried out correctly by looking through the memories of us, the assistants who follow the Cleaner, after the Cleaner has completed his task." Skull paused and continued, "In other words, whether the 'problem' in the mission has been successfully removed. ”

Number 86 looked at Mott and apparently had another thing in mind. "So, that means your memories aren't erased, are they?"

"You want to ask me what you went through in your last mission? quack...... Boss, it looks like you're not stupid!" Mott smiled treacherously, and he was happy, "yes, if my memories were still in my head before I met the 'Observer', but you also saw that they were pumped out, so ah, I don't know anything now!"

Number 86's head immediately drooped. "Well, you should have told me earlier, great Mott......"

"Tell you, boss, I won't tell you even if you ask me before my memory is drained!" Mott's gaze was high in the air, and the burning flames in his eyes were radiating the frenzy of worship, "This is the law that the master has set for the 'witnesses'! Even if you break the bridge of my nose, I won't tell you!"

"No one is going to break the bridge of your nose!" 86 spread his palms a little helplessly, "And, great Mott, do you have a bridge of nose?" he grumbled, pointing to the two pitch-black hollows beneath his nose bone.

"I'm making it clear that I'm determined!, boss, not only do you need to get used to your identity quickly, but you also need to learn a sense of humor here, you know?" Mott suggested, "Otherwise, the newcomers won't be easy to mix in here!

Number 86 suddenly stopped the soles of his feet gliding against the ground. "Mott, your ex-girlfriend, I mean the damn guy, it was the one who abandoned you, right?"

"Yes, for the sake of my master, this is a pain in my heart that I will never forget!" said Mott, "but I am sure it will regret it!"

Number 86 nodded in understanding. "Well, I can almost understand why it did that......" In order not to make Mott angry, he immediately asked again, "Who is our master?

The flames in Mott's eyes narrowed together. "Are you sarcastic about me?......"

"Of course not, absolutely!" for the first time since 86 woke up, he tasted the thrill of a successful counterattack, though he was now shaking his head solemnly.

Mott's jaw opened and closed, and two soft noises collided as it continued to fly forward. "The master is the master, and we don't need to know the name of the master. He said, "If you know, remember to tell me, quack......"

"You can't have never met your master at all, have you?!" 86 asked, following behind.

"Of course I did!I'm the first witness my master has ever created!I've been the first witness to complete the mission!" Mott said excitedly, "How could I have been sent to follow you if I hadn't offended some damn bastard!!For the master's sake, a newcomer who doesn't know anything!" It flew back and hit 86 hard on the head, "Wait, if I let me know who did the good thing, I'll bite his neck!"

Mott flew forward without looking back, and it seemed to be haunted by the idea of bringing in a newcomer. No. 86 smiled wryly and followed the footsteps of the skull, although there were still too many unclear things, but he was very much in favor of the master's practice of matching the cleaner with a witness, at least it wouldn't be too boring, wouldn't it?

Re-entering the massive stone door, when 86 returned to the circular room where he had woken up, he saw several of his companions getting up from the stone bed, soothing their bodies and communicating with the skull beside them. They didn't show much concern for the arrival of No. 86, but after seeing Mott, they nodded their heads in a friendly manner.

And Mott finally found an opportunity, and raised his chin towards No. 86 as if he was proud, as if talking about how extraordinary his original experience was. "Come, sit down, it's the stone bed just now. It said to Number 86, "It will stay with you for a long, long time, and even if your girlfriend changes, it won't change." ”

"Figurative ......," muttered 86, sitting down on the stone bed with his name, "and then what should I do?" he asked.

"Give me the 'Balance Beacon'. Mott said with his gaze on the card in No. 86's hand.

"This ?......"

Before 86 could finish speaking, the skull bit the card directly into his mouth. "Lie down, I'll take care of the rest," it said vaguely, "I hope this mission goes smoothly, I haven't had time to tell my friends what the observer has to say." It fell from the air onto the chest of 86, who was lying down, "It is estimated that it will not be long before countless girls will gather around me, quacking and ......."

"Do we still have a holiday?" asked 86, looking up at the skull on his chest.

"Of course there is! Otherwise, do you think our life is always to purge and prune?" said Mott with disdain, "After a few missions in a row, we will take a break for a while! Do you think I'll be with you all the time? For the sake of the master, if that's the case, you don't know if you just kill me." ”

"You know, you're right, the master is very wise!" said Number 86, leaning his head against the stone bed. "Come on, anything, let's get started. ”

"Strictly speaking, the technical term is 'avatar overlapping', and we call it the 'near-death game'......" Mott bit his mouth violently, and the card instantly exploded into a wave of dark golden smoke. The next moment, the smoke was drawn into the skull's eye sockets. "Boss, I forgot to tell you, the process is a bit painful, hold on......" Its last voice revealed a hint of pleasure in revenge.

"Why didn't you ...... early" Number 86's voice was abruptly cut off, and countless dark purple runes instantly appeared on the skull on his chest, and those runes flowed downward, covering Number 86's whole body, as well as the stone bed below. A soft touch came up his spine, as if his body was sinking into thick mud.

Soon, however, 86 discovers to his horror that all this is not an illusion, and that the entire surface of the stone bed is really melting, and it is drowning his entire body little by little. A thick, dark green liquid gathered in his chest, slowly enveloping Mott as it landed on it, leaving only a pair of eyes that shimmered with purple flames.

I wanted to shout but couldn't make any sound, and No. 86's eyes and nose were all covered in "mud". His mouth opened and closed violently, trying to make a final resistance, but the liquid that poured into it completely sealed his senses in darkness.

Number 86's struggle grew weaker and weaker, and finally he didn't move. The dark green stone bed slowly solidifies, and on the bed, vivid stone textures outline a human figure wearing a hooded cloak and facing upwards. At this moment, his mouth was arching wide open towards the roof, as if roaring in a silent cry. (To be continued.) )