Warning! The evil god's minions are invading the eerie dungeon.

"Ugh—!"

Chen Mu's consciousness, which was on the verge of dissipation, suddenly snapped back together. The hairs on his body stood on end in tension, and he immediately prepared to raise his elbow to strike behind him.

But then, a low voice came from beside him:

"It's me!"

"Um?"

"A mobile phone?"

At this moment, Qi Xie, hidden in the shadows, peered upwards with his consciousness.

What came into view was a baby face with a childlike appearance, a head of naturally curly black hair, a slender build, not very tall, and a boyish appearance, looking about the same age as Jiang Zhengyi.

This person's name is Lin Tong. He joined the Explorers Forum through Chen Mu's introduction.

Because of his young age and naive nature, but with decent skills, members of the forum always called him Little Lin Tong, and over time it became "Little Smarty".

It's not that naive people can't survive in dungeons because they lack the strength of Jiang Zhengyi.

If given the choice, who wouldn't want someone they can trust by their side in a depressing and hopeless environment?

Similarly, when you are in danger, only teammates like these will be willing to risk their lives to save you.

Therefore, Lin Tong, who is quite capable, won't be a burden, and is obedient, is actually quite popular.

"It's me, Brother Chen."

Lin Tong breathed a sigh of relief and released his hand from Chen Mu's.

Chen Mu first glanced at Lin Tong from head to toe to make sure there was no 'malicious warning' before letting out a sigh of relief. Then, he bent his right knuckles and slammed them hard on Lin Tong's head, making a crisp sound.

"There was a problem with the rendezvous point, and you and Lao Wu were just running around on your own? Couldn't you have sent me a message?! I almost died there! There was some faceless monster disguised as Lao Wu who tried to ambush me!"

Lin Tong covered his head, lowered his head, and said in a low voice:

"We were attacked not long ago. Angkor was seriously injured by that thing while protecting me, and his memories were searched, so his soul was damaged and he is still in a coma..."

I was just busy trying to save Angkor Wat, I didn't have a moment to spare, if I had been even a little slower, Angkor Wat might have been gone. Just as Angkor Wat's condition finally stabilized, I heard you.

"By the way, why did you come early? I thought you would meet me at the agreed time, so I thought I'd rescue Angkor first and then remind you."

As Lin Tong spoke, he stepped aside.

In the darkness behind him was a simple stretcher bed, on which lay a middle-aged man with thin cheeks who looked refined.

This is exactly what the faceless monster imitated.

The man was missing an arm, and although his injuries were bandaged, the severity of his wounds was still evident. He was currently unconscious.

Seeing this, Chen Mu's expression also turned serious, and he quickly walked over to check on Lao Wu's injuries.

"Soul-searching and memory-accessing abilities? This kind of ability, which only exists in novels, actually exists? The bizarre abilities are truly ever-changing..."

At this moment, Qi Xie, hidden in the shadows, sighed inwardly.

But suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him.

"Flipping through memories..."

He pondered to himself and realized that he seemed to have found a new direction.

Don't forget, he still has a Black Saints member left over from the train attack.

That person is still locked up in his shadow space.

Furthermore, due to prolonged exposure to a high-pressure environment with no light or movement, coupled with the suffocation caused by the lack of air, the other party is now in a coma and in a vegetative state.

Although the interrogation and the clues obtained so far indicate that this person is indeed a member of the Black Saints Guild.

But Qi Xie had always felt that something was wrong.

He's the kind of person who can dwell on something that's not quite right for a long time.

Unfortunately, with his own consciousness already shattered, he didn't have any good way to continue the investigation.

Now he has a new direction:

"No matter what others say, nothing beats seeing it for yourself. If you could obtain a skill or sealed artifact with a similar effect, you could directly access the other person's memories and perhaps gain even more insights."

"Hmm...and it's best if it's at the danger level, which corresponds to a B-rank skill or a level two sealed artifact. Otherwise, if the level is too low, there are too many restrictions, and there's a high chance of incomplete memories or too short an effect."

After silently calculating, Qi Xie painfully realized that he seemed to have incurred another expense:

"Hopefully it won't be too expensive..."

In addition, Qi Xie also planned to make two preparations—to capture the faceless monster and feed it to the evil god, and see if he could pay the evil god to extract the faceless monster's abilities and turn them into skills.

The latter references the previous "fantasy" of the evil god stripping Jia Yu, and the operation of transferring the soul-cutting attribute of the "Soul Blade" to the "Dismemberer's Blood Axe".

However, Qi Xie didn't have much hope for the latter.

This is because making targeted demands on evil gods is likely to improve performance indicators, which is quite possible given that evil gods are becoming increasingly rational.

Secondly, if an evil god possesses the ability to arbitrarily strip away and devour any skill, then given its unparalleled power, it should be omniscient and omnipotent, but as it stands, this is not the case.

While Qi Xie was pondering to himself, Chen Mu was also going over the ins and outs with Lin Tong.

He initially thought it was just an ordinary, bizarre attack, but he discovered something unexpected.

"We were set up!"

Lin Tong gritted his teeth, looked at the seriously injured and unconscious Old Wu, and trembled with anger.

"What?"

Chen Mu was taken aback.

"Last night, Wu Ge and I cleaned out the pet shop, intending to turn it into a shelter. Around 10 o'clock, two people came in and asked if we could share some food. They had found food but hadn't found a shelter yet, and they could share some with us."

Angkor and I are really short on food, and we're eating roasted mutated pets. We haven't been able to find any normal food. I don't know if this is breaking the rules. Angkor is even thinking about eating some of the leftover dog food from the shop..."

Lin Tong wiped his eyes:

"So we agreed and got some food in return."

The next day, those two people left just as dawn broke. Wu Ge and I were wondering why they left in such a hurry. We quickly tidied up and discovered that the reward Wu Ge had worked so hard to get for the special mission had been stolen by the other side using some strange skill!

We were furious at that moment and prepared to chase after those two people, but then we were attacked by those faceless monsters—three of them!

At this point, Chen Mu had also figured it out.

The two people who came to stay at the shelter were definitely the first prey targeted by the faceless monster, and were chased all the way to the pet hospital.

After daybreak, they stole Old Wu's things and left as quickly as possible, leaving Lin Tong and Old Wu to face the faceless monsters that were chasing them.

The latter certainly wouldn't mind changing prey, since eating any of them is the same to it.

This is taking advantage of Lin Tong and Lao Wu's kindness to shield them from disaster!

Chen Mu suddenly felt an inexplicable anger erupt from the bottom of his heart, wishing he could find those two people right now and plant them in the ground to cosplay as ginseng.

But considering that he himself was in dire straits, he became dejected and could only comfort Lin Tong by saying:

"Calm down first. Do you know what was stolen from Old Wu?"

"Know……"

Lin Tong pondered and said:

"It looks like some kind of component? One-third of a level-one sealed artifact?"

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