Chapter 572: Ship of Destiny (50)
At night.
Su Nanzhi and the others came to room 514 in advance and waited until the early morning of the tenth day of the game.
Today's ship is calm, like the first few days on board.
The time on the task interface passed minute by minute, and Su Nanzhi saw that the time was about the same, reached out to open the door, and then walked to the middle of the aisle like last time.
The hull tilts in exactly the same direction and angle as before.
The difference was that this time there were no "people" in the aisle, and the huge ship was too quiet.
Su Nanzhi and they did not delay, and rushed all the way to the cargo hold below.
"The spirit is quite trustworthy, it really didn't appear." Xu Luo looked at the empty floor.
"They're just waiting for us to fail, so they can kill us all, and it's not impossible to stumble on the stumbling block." Su Nanzhi raised the flashlight and shone it at the cargo door in front.
Looking at the locked door, the four members of the team did not speak, and invariably chose to open the door violently.
As soon as the cargo hold was opened, there was a very strong smell, damp with a bit of rot and terrible smell, there was no cargo in it, only piles of debris.
The cargo hold area is large, and several people decided to look for it separately, and the mysterious symbols that Su Nanzhi found in his notebook have all seen them.
If you don't trigger this task, the notebook is just an auxiliary clue, and the trigger task is the key clue.
It's not so easy to know what to look for, there are no lights in the cargo hold, and there are very limited places where a flashlight can illuminate.
It's an accident ship, but it's not really the Destiny before it sank, and it's obvious that the problem is like these soaked debris.
The shaking of the ship deepened, and the time was less than twenty minutes.
The cargo hold had already begun to fill in, and in less than a few minutes, some of the lighter debris had been paid, and the water level had gone from ankle to calf.
Su Nanzhi kept reminding himself in his heart that he was calm, and the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't find it.
The water rises to the knees.
It was also at this time that Su Nanzhi saw the familiar glimmer in the corner, and she ignored the mist behind her, and hurriedly walked over there.
The cold mist is getting more and more.
Xu Luo was holding a peachwood sword to find clues, when he suddenly heard Jiang Chi's voice,
"Found it, come here!"
As soon as he took a few steps, Xu Luo suddenly realized that there was something wrong with his voice, how could Jiang Chi speak in such a sharp voice?
If he spoke in this voice, he would be laughed at by himself for three years.
"Why haven't you come yet?" The "man" spoke again.
This time Xu Luo was very sure that it was definitely not Jiang Chi, but he didn't stop, but walked over with an excited look, "Really? Where?".
After speaking, the speed of the movement is faster than the transformation of "Jiang Chi".
The pale wraith was stabbed in the face by the peachwood sword, let out a terrible cry, and disappeared in front of him.
"What a dishonesty!"
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Lu Yu's footsteps paused slightly, and the voice behind him seemed to be far away from him, and it seemed to be beside him.
"I'm so cold...... Save me.....
It was Sunanzhi's voice, but she wouldn't speak in that tone.
Lu Yu's face was indifferent, and there was coldness in his dark eyes.
"You turn around and look at me, I'm so scared......
Just as those slender but abnormally white hands were about to wrap up from behind, the powerful psychic attack caused the wraiths to scream and retreat to escape.
"Shut up." Lu Yu's voice was extremely cold.
The words fell, and the resentful spirit in front of him completely dissipated.
Behind the mist is a peachwood sword in one hand and a soul suppressing nail in the other.