Chapter 1045 "Scent of the Dead" Wu Lulu

【return! 】

[Welcome back to "Junction of the Dead". 】

[In the 'Battlefield of Ruins', you have killed 1120 undead in total, including 'Terrain Kill', 'Double Kill', 'Three Kills', 'Quadruple Kills', 'Five Kills', 'Big Kills', etc. A total of 542 battlefield honors have been achieved, and 1 "extra large egg" has been killed, and a total of 8160 points have been obtained. Currently there are: 9485 points. 】

[Remaining resurrection coins: 88 pieces. 】

[The current number of floors: the 40th floor. 】

[The performance evaluation level of this mission: SS. 】

[Gain additional evaluation: People who take advantage of loopholes in the rules are so-so. 】

【Attention: 52.2%】

[There are still 24 hours before the next mandatory mission. 】

[Please increase the number of layers as much as possible. 】

[We are all very much looking forward to your next performance. 】

...

Yi Lin thinks that his rich experience is considered to be the best among the undead, and it is difficult for anyone to compare with him. No matter what happens, he can remain calm and calm. But at this moment, looking at the change in "attention", he still couldn't help frowning, and said dumbly:

"A battlefield has increased by 20%?"

This seems a bit outrageous.

Although the degree of attention increases with the performance of the undead in the mission, it can be increased so much in one breath. If there is no weirdness in it, he does not believe it.

Yi Lin remembered that dream.

Vaguely, he seemed to have grasped a certain key.

But too much information was missing, and Yi Lin felt that something was missing.

Even though Yi Lin didn't pay much attention to the so-called "performance evaluation", he gradually understood the thoughts of the gods.

"Forget it."

Yi Lin's eyes flickered, and after the green flame disappeared, he stretched his hand into the black beam of light.

During the thoughts, the green flames in the beam of light re-condensed to form a line of words.

...

[Do you want to consume 50 points to enter the 'Town of the Dead'? 】

...

He is now a "big money" with nearly 10,000 points, just 50 points, not even a fraction.

Don't hesitate, come in!

A sense of weightlessness invaded, and the jet-black beam of light suddenly spread out into a boundless black curtain, submerging Yi Lin's figure.

A deep passage appeared in the darkness, and he walked in, suddenly enlightened.

Black and gray are also the main colors in the town of the dead, which is exactly the same as the painting style of the junction of the dead.

A series of square and low houses are well arranged.

Strangely, the house has no doors and windows, and is more like a block cut out of an unknown material.

The surface of each gray-black square was rippling, and one by one "shadow people" came out of the square.

Yi Lin lowered her head to look at her body, and seemed out of place with the residents of the town of the dead.

But "they" seemed to have not noticed Yi Lin's existence at all, and the sparse "shadow people" walked their own way, treating Yi Lin as transparent.

Are they residents of the town of the dead?

Yi Lin deliberately stood still in front of one of the "shadow men".

The next moment, something horrific happened.

The shadow man went straight from Yi Lin's body to her back.

"..."

It is indeed a small town of the dead.

What a hell.

Yi Lin quickly accepted this setting.

The painting style of the town of the dead is similar to that of the junction of the dead. But compared to the junction of the dead, this place is much more comfortable. Yi Lin felt as if she was breathing fresh air, and her walking pace gradually became disrespectful.

The town of the dead is not big, and Yi Lin also saw other undead here.

However, in order to hide their identities, each undead chose to wear a "dead mask" and hurried past.

There is no benefit to fighting here, let alone any reason, so even if you meet other undead, everyone is still in peace. This is like an alternative "safe zone" for the undead to communicate, talk, or warm each other.

Yi Lin came to a huge cuboid building, which also had no doors or windows.

Next to the building stood an illusory sign, which was translucent, with green flames burning on it, as if it formed some kind of words.

Walking a few steps closer, a translated font appeared next to the text: [Dead Fragrance].

"?"

Weird name.

Yi Lin stepped forward and put her palm on the wall curiously.

There was a smooth and cold touch on the palm, and the next second, Yi Lin was teleported to another place.

Green, purple, dark blue, gray, and various dark-colored spotlights interweave into a strange light curtain, shaking back and forth in the space, flashing and flashing. A bar counter appeared in front of Yi Lin's eyes, and the stools beside the bar counter were carved out of pale bones.

A bartender with dark purple skin and a bowknot suit stood quietly behind the bar.

It has no face.

The part that should be the face, but there is only a piece of smooth purple skin, without even the outline it should have.

When Yi Lin stepped into [Scent of the Dead], on the bartender's purple face, the skin around the eyes was cracked, revealing a black jewel-like color inside. Those were obviously its "eyes", and spotlights of various colors were there. There was a different kind of brilliance in the pure black eyeballs.

"Welcome to Fragrance of the Dead."

The bartender didn't have a mouth on his face, but a strange tone sounded in Yi Lin's ears.

"here it is?"

Yi Lin sat calmly on the bone stool.

Not long after he sat on it, the skeleton stool shook.

"Ka Ka Ka."

An ear-piercing sound sounded from under the buttocks, and bone claws grew out of the stool, firmly supporting the extra part of Yi Lin's buttocks.

Awesome, this stool can automatically adjust the seat size according to the customer's "butt bump", which is more advanced than massage chairs equipped with artificial intelligence. This is also a novel experience for Yi Lin.

"Dead, what would you like to drink?"

The bartender affectionately called Yi Lin "The Dead".

Yi Lin asked to see the menu.

Seeing this, Yi Lin's expression froze.

It's full of names I've never heard of.

What are "Hell Masala", "Aido Sigua", "Terrible Death Mandala", "Bianan Corpse Oil", "Scarlet Grape"...

call.

Do as the Romans do, do as the Romans do as the Romans do, and do as the Romans do as the Romans do.

Yi Lin recited silently three times deep in her heart to comfort herself.

"Have a hell of a masala."

The name sounds relatively normal.

"Slap."

The bartender applauded, and a glass of "wine" appeared in front of Yi Lin.

The shape of the wine glass is a miniature skull, cut across the circle from the horizontal line of the ear. The wine glass was filled with half a glass of blood-like scarlet transparent liquid, but the color was much lighter than blood, a bit like diluted red wine.

Yi Lin narrowed her eyes and took a closer look. At first, he thought that what floated on the surface of the wine was the physical phenomenon of water vapor condensing into fog in the air. But it turns out that he shouldn't use any scientific principles to explain everything in hell... because there are vaguely "human faces" in those cars.

Just this cup of "Hell Masala" cost Yi Lin 50 points.

Yi Lin shook the bone wine glass lightly.

"Excuse me, what exactly is this place?"

The purple-skinned bartender stood there with no expression on his face, and the lights in the bar suddenly dimmed: "Dead, please pay attention to your words."

This answer is a bit abrupt.

But Yi Lin tasted it carefully for a few seconds, and tasted it.

It means that this is a place to sell wine, not for you to ask questions.

Or... I didn't give enough?

"Well... so who are you?"

The bartender replied: "The waiter of the fragrance of the dead, Wu Lulu."

"Your name... Seriously?"

"Of course, the dead."

Yi Lin's eyes flickered a few times, and after a moment of silence, Yi Lin fetched the wine list again.

"I ordered all the wine in this row..."

The gap on Wu Lulu's face narrowed: "Dead man, Wu Lulu is very happy to do business with you, but with all due respect to Wu Lulu, you can't..."

"No, no, no," Yi Lin smiled and shook his head. He continued to shake his bone wine glass with an elegant and comfortable movement: "What I want to say is that the row I just ordered is my treat."

"A treat?" Wu Lulu tilted her head, as if trying to understand the meaning of "treat".

"you."

"Interesting dead."

Wu Lulu clapped her hands, and a glass of green "wine" like butter juice appeared in front of Wu Lulu.

Yi Lin glanced into the cup, her pupils shrank slightly... In the green water in Wululu's cup, there was a bloody finger floating.

He drank it down.

The expressions of people and monsters can't be generalized, but when Yi Lin observed each other, the slits of her eyes were bent down on both sides...it must be delicious? very carefree? very happy?

"Now, respectful, noble, handsome, and admirable Lord Wululu," Yi Lin said in a tongue-twisting translation: "Can I be a little bit 'inattentive' in my words now? ?”

while talking,

Yi Lin pinched the index finger and thumb of her right hand and rubbed them twice, using this method to indicate what "a little bit" is.

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