There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 460, Letting Go of Obsession
This problem has troubled him for a long time.
Until one day, he discovered the specialties of the City of Hope.

Rye wine successfully opened the doors to these veterans of the Empire.

That day.

These guys were drinking heartily.

In the course of these events, Liu Ying received two awards.

[Imperial Body Forging Method]

[Imperial Swordsmanship Training Manual]

These two rewards helped him gain a foothold during his early stages.

Meanwhile, during that day's drinking session, he found a mentor in the game.

after that.

He comes back here from time to time.

Today is no different.

In the center of the camp, around the tattered flag, stood a weary-looking man with a long beard.

This is his master.

Imperial Squad Leader.

Sir Barry

Even though he had been dead for many years, and that prosperous empire had been destroyed for countless years, this guy was still extremely proud of his knighthood.

Turn around.

Sir Barry met Liu Ying.

"You're here, kid!"

next moment.

They saw the jar in Liu Ying's hand.

His eyes lit up.

"And they brought some good stuff!"

At this point, he suddenly seemed to remember something, his expression changed, and he shook his head.

"I have nothing new to teach you!"

He looked wary.

The bearded man in front of me had this expression.

Liu Ying smiled.

"I'm not here to learn anything."

"That's OK!"

He is a highly popular star on the player forum.

Among the pinned posts on the forum, there will always be one that records the locations of various Imperial veteran camps in the wilderness.

So many eyes were on me.

The unusual changes were naturally discovered very quickly.

Players have noticed that the Imperial Veterans Camps are gradually decreasing over time.

These people, who were no different from normal people, gradually became blurry.

In most games, if this happens, the game designers are bound to get criticized.

It's obvious at a glance that the developers are reducing the protection for new players and putting pressure on novice players.

But rather.

"This ebb tide game is not so ordinary."

It's getting late.

One by one, the imperial veterans put down what they were doing. Apart from the most basic sentry posts, all the imperial veterans gathered at the campfire in the center of the camp at this moment.

Gathered around the campfire, these hazy figures sat down one by one in an orderly fashion.

Pairs of eyes fell expectantly on the black jar held in someone's arms.

finally.

Sir Barry spoke again.

Let's begin!

Liu Ying deftly poured wine into each bowl.

Immediately, the faces of some veterans of the Empire turned red.

They've been dead for so many years.

I can no longer drink alcohol in large bowls like I used to when I was alive.

Liu Ying's actions were all borrowed from the customs of ancestor worship in the real world.

Bowls of wine were placed on the open ground.

One by one, the hazy figures became intoxicated.

It's almost here.

Finally, fill Sir Barry's cup.

I also had a bowl of the leftovers for myself.

Half a bowl went down in one go.

I have to say, this rye wine is something special.

It's worth its extremely high price.

Extremely intense.

A blush immediately appeared on her face.

Using the red light as a starting point, Liu Ying spoke to Sir Barry, who was standing next to him with nothing in front of him, yet was constantly moving his lips as if a mosquito were sucking blood.

Are you really going to die?

Sir Barry looked up, somewhat puzzled, upon hearing these words.

"What nonsense are you spouting, kid? I'm already a dead man!"

Perhaps it's because I was a homebody not long ago.

Liu Ying wasn't very good at socializing, and being somewhat drunk, he was stammering.

"Look at you, you've become so dull lately." "Didn't you always brag about how amazing you used to be?"

He uttered these words in a disordered manner.

To be honest, this guy didn't actually spend that much time with these tired veterans.

Having just completed the hidden quest and learned the skills, I was repeatedly beaten to a pulp during practice sessions.

They were ridiculed without restraint.

Covered in dust and dirt.

Sir Barry finally realized what was happening.

Laughing dumbly.

"Kid, is this what you're talking about?"

"How can I explain it to you?"

"That's a good thing."

As he said this, the guy continued to focus on draining blood from the void.

For them, disappearing was indeed a good thing.

It was that stubbornness that kept them lingering in this world, unwilling to leave.

Now it's gone in a flash.

This means that the obsession has dissipated.

"This is certainly a good thing."

However, Liu Ying found it somewhat difficult to accept.

When did he become familiar with these non-personal, illusory figures?

Perhaps it was during that time when I was running wildly across the wilderness, almost getting killed, that I heard such a sentence.

"Get out of my way! Monster! This kid's under my protection!"

After that, Liu Ying no longer approached these wicked soldiers with the simple intention of seeing if there were any hidden ones.

"This game is indeed very realistic."

Liu Ying took out a reddish wooden plaque.

Equipment and resources from real dungeons can be brought into the real world, and they can also be brought into the Rotten Lands.

Most players wouldn't do that, because it would be a one-way ticket.

This is a divine artifact.

Liu Ying obtained it through a chance encounter in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio.

It can suppress powerful ghosts and summon them as protectors when needed.

Of course, you can choose not to suppress it. If a consensus is reached, you can invite the ghost in. At this time, the talisman will actively nourish the ghost that has been invited in.

This divine card is indeed a good method.

Unfortunately, none of the guys on the field at this moment were afraid of dying.

Sir Barry, with his large beard, glanced at it but showed no interest whatsoever.

"Kid, we're not mercenaries, we're all armed with Imperial designations! You know that!"

After Sir Barry finished speaking, he stopped looking at Liu Ying.

have to say.

"This rye wine is really good!"

Everyone on the field became drunk.

at this time.

Singing is the most suitable activity for me.

Sir Barry started it.

"The spear is dull and rusty in the wheat field!"

"The spear is blunt in the wheat field!"

A group of hazy, indistinct figures began to repeat the same pattern.

"The spear is blunt in the wheat field! Rust crawls in the seams of the chainmail, and only three short arrows remain in the quiver."

Shout loudly!

"For the Emperor!"

Sing loudly.

And so, the next day dawned.

Just as Liu Ying was about to leave, somewhat helplessly, Sir Barry with the big beard found him.

"Kid, don't say I've let you down. If I die one day, come here and dig at my flag in the camp. There will be something left for you!"

"Also, be happy that day, it's a good thing. And don't forget to bring me some rye wine!"

He left behind these words.

And then there's Liu Ying, who's rather speechless.

He successfully triggered the ultimate hidden state, but he didn't seem particularly happy about it.

"I'm not bringing it!"

Some people stubbornly resisted like this.

Sir Barry, however, did not care.

"Take it or leave it, just don't forget to come dig!"

It's amazing to say.

An obsession from long ago, and that guy from who knows how many years later.

They met in the wilderness of this decaying land.

"A wonderful coincidence."

Um…….

Liu Ying seemed furious at those words, his face turning red and his neck thick.

Ok.

"A strange and tragic love affair."

(End of this chapter)