Chapter 252 Cough cough cough, bah!
"Brother Long is so miserable!"
"Brother Long, why do you always stand out in your opening game?"
"After seeing Brother Long's opening move, I suddenly felt more balanced. It seems that I am not the worst-off one."
The comments of the players in the group were different, but Ma Ke was the only one who remained loyal: "Brother Long, where are you? I'll go save you!"
"I don't even know where I am!"
Long Aotian shouted helplessly in the group: "My Godhead System Map is completely dark. I don't even know whether I am underground or above ground."
“Let’s start a live broadcast in the group.”
Xu Ercong suggested: "The one with 365-degree coverage, everyone can help you take a look and analyze it, maybe you can escape."
Bai Xiaosheng: " Logically speaking, the planners would not let the players be in an absolutely disadvantageous situation right from the start. There should be a way to escape."
"Can you guys run away and show me one of them?"
Long Aotian rolled his eyes. "My hands and feet are tied up. The only things on my body that can move are my eyes and mouth. How can I escape? I've been tied up for almost an hour."
Despite his complaints, Long Aotian still started the live broadcast and sought help from senior players in the group.
Of course, the divine system was very considerate and mosaiced the important parts. In fact, no one could see clearly without mosaics, as the area around Long Aotian was indeed too dark.
Even with the night vision system of the divine system, the surroundings looked blurry, as if in an extremely closed and dark place.
Even through the screen, everyone can vaguely feel an extremely depressing and weird atmosphere. If an ordinary person stays in such an environment for a long time, he will most likely suffer a mental breakdown.
“Isn’t this the eighteenth level of hell?”
Wang Dali suddenly said, "It feels a bit like a horror movie. It's so scary."
"What do you think? Will a ghost suddenly appear and kill Brother Long?"
"It's very likely. Everyone, get ready to record the screen. This is exclusive first-hand information."
"The cameras are in place."
Long Aotian was furious : "I asked you to help me out, not to laugh at me!"
"Brother, there's nothing I can do."
Xu Ercong spread his hands and said, "I can't see anything clearly. We don't have any clues or information, so we can't help you come up with a solution out of thin air."
"How about this..."
Bai Xiaosheng pondered for a while and said, "Aotian, bite your tongue and commit suicide. Although there are penalties for players who commit suicide, at least they can be transferred to the second resurrection point."
"Just for the sake of popular science, biting your tongue won't kill you, that's just a rumor."
Wang Dali stood up and said, "Brother Long is in this state, it's not easy for him to die. The most reliable way is for a ghost to come and take him away in one go, or wait for a few days and die of starvation and thirst."
"F*ck..."
Long Aotian rolled his eyes and sent a series of sensitive words in the group. What kind of bad idea do these people have? Are they expecting me to suffer?
Long Aotian felt the endless darkness around him, and then tried to struggle with the thick leather rope in his hands. It was obvious that he had no way to leave the cross stake.
"Hello! Is anyone there?"
Long Aotian could not help but roar. His voice echoed in the darkness around him, spreading out and reverberating in the vast emptiness.
"Hello... Is anyone there...? Is anyone there?"
The echoes made Long Aotian shiver uncontrollably. It would be fine if a ghost really appeared, but the fear of the unknown was the most terrifying thing.
"There was an echo. He might be locked inside."
Xu Ercong gave a preliminary analysis: "Generally, echoes are produced in narrow spaces, places with many obstacles, and between canyons."
"No, I want to appeal!"
Long Aotian couldn't help it: "Xu Ercong, no matter what you say today, you have to give me the contact information of the planner. I want to appeal! This start is too unfair! Everyone is playing the game, why am I stuck here and can't get out!"
"I can't help it."
Xu Ercong shrugged his shoulders and said, "I just sent a message to the planner to ask about it, but the system prompted that he is offline. If he is not here, you cannot appeal."
Wang Dali suggested: "Try contacting customer service."
Bai Xiaosheng shook his head: "No, customer service requires waiting in line. I just tried it and it still takes 48 hours to wait in line."
Xu Ercong: "If that doesn't work, just post it in the complaint section of the game forum. I hope someone at the game will see it and resolve it."
"Broken game!"
Long Aotian couldn't help but curse loudly. Feeling helpless, he gave up struggling. He wondered whether he should log off and take a nap. It was really not a pleasant feeling to be tied up like this.
Just at this time.
Suddenly there was a strange noise.
“Ding! Ding! Ding!”
It was like the sound of wind chimes coming from the wind, crisp and distant, with a hint of an indescribable weird aura.
"There's movement!"
The players perked up and watched the video.
Long Aotian couldn't tell where the ringing sound came from. It seemed as if the ringing sound was coming from all directions, but he couldn't see anything.
"Who are you, a demon? You are so evil! If you have the guts, kill me, your grandfather! I will find you for revenge after I die!"
Long Aotian got excited and threatened loudly. Any movement meant good things, and the game plot had new developments.
After the ringing lasted for a while, it suddenly stopped and a suspicious voice came from the darkness.
"Eh, the Soul-Calming Bell doesn't work? His soul seems to be invulnerable ."
"This kid is really strong. He still hasn't explained himself."
"What should we do now? We can't put it off any longer, or else there will be more trouble."
"Kill him, extract his soul, take him away and torture him slowly."
Faint conversations could be heard from the darkness. The players listened attentively and roughly understood what was said.
"It should be that a group of people kidnapped Long Aotian and wanted to torture him to extract some intelligence."
Xu Ercong gave a guess: "It is also possible that Long Aotian's game character committed suicide by offending someone or stealing some treasure."
Long Aotian was no longer bothered to listen to Xu Ercong's speculations and reasonings. He looked around vigilantly and roared, "Who are you? Kill me if you want! Grandpa is still waiting to be reincarnated!"
There was silence in the darkness.
Perhaps the people or ghosts in the darkness didn’t know why this guy spoke in such a firm tone.
Even though he had been arrested and his life was in danger, he was still fearless and even wanted to die, wishing to be killed immediately.
Are there still such brave people in this world who are not afraid of death?
"As expected of you, the senior brother of Qinghun Sect."
A light laugh was heard in the darkness, and several strange figures in white robes and tall white hats on their heads slowly walked out of the darkness.
"It seems that we really underestimated you."
The middle-aged man in a white robe at the head wore a tall white hat with the words "Make Money at First Sight" written on it. His face was pale, his lips were bloodshot, and he was surrounded by black air. He was looking at Long Aotian with a smile.
"How about we make a deal? You tell us where the seal of the Soul Purifying Sect is, and we'll let you live."
"White Impermanence?"
Long Aotian raised his eyebrows, but he didn't feel scared. He just couldn't figure out the development of the plot of this game.
"What deal? What seal?"
Long Aotian was confused. Grandpa just entered the game, how are you going to unfold the plot? I can't hear what you guys are talking about!
"Not cooperating?"
Bai Wuchang frowned slightly, coughed violently a few times, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he smiled grimly: "Then I can only use some tricks on my senior brother."
His voice was cold and gloomy, like the voice of a ghost from hell, lingering around and giving people goose bumps all over their bodies.
Long Aotian couldn't figure out the situation, but that didn't mean he would surrender. He now wished these guys would kill him.
Is there any better way to irritate this group of people...or ghosts?
“Cough cough cough!”
Long Aotian suddenly started coughing violently, attracting the attention of the white figure.
"He can't hold on?"
Bai Wuchang was secretly delighted and quickly said, "The Soul-Calming Bell and the Soul-Smashing Whip are mysterious and can hurt people, ghosts, and spirits. You have been tortured by us..."
"Pooh!"
A mouthful of thick phlegm suddenly hit me.
It hit Bai Wuchang's face as fast as lightning, catching him off guard and interrupting him from speaking next.
The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
On Bai Wuchang's pale and bloodless strange face, there was a pool of unknown liquid that kept sliding down. His body and expression suddenly became extremely stiff, as if he was frozen in place, and he just stared at Long Aotian.
The atmosphere was eerily silent; the white figures had not expected Long Aotian to do this.
Long Aotian raised his head and said proudly: "What are you looking at! If you want to kill me, then kill me! If you don't do it, I will spit in your face again!"
