The Righteous Player(s) - Chapter 327

[Chapter 324 The cursed sewer]

The traces that once existed in the Silverstone Curse Cellar have been completely erased.

No one will be able to notice that above this huge pothole, there was a “power station” that the elves depended on to survive.

For other buildings, only the parts above the ground were roughly leveled.

Only in the curse cellar, not even a single gravel was left, and even the part below the ground was cleaned up.

This is a huge cave like a crater, with a diameter of several hundred meters only inside.

The strange thing is that the people who dealt with this place did not make a straight big vertical hole from top to bottom, but after leveling the building on the ground, they dug a hole from the entrance and extended downward. .

The further down you go, the size of the cave gradually expands… Until the depth of more than 20 meters below the ground, the space has reached the maximum and the depth has reached the deepest.

Further down…and through the broken, collapsed floor that glowed with azure blue light, the sewers at the bottom of the pit had become dry and full of dust and gravel.

“…Looks like a subway exit.”

Dove commented on the forum: “At least two floors underground.”

“Not two floors.”

These words come from the delicious wind goose watching the live broadcast quietly, he is sure He replied, “It should be the fourth floor. When you first went down, I saw a piece of floor that remained… If the height of each floor is the same, you should be on the fourth underground floor now.”

“A few floors are fine, “Citalopram looked at the sewer with some hesitation. “The key is… do you want to go down? There doesn’t seem to be anything here

.

”

I mean, this sewer is too spacious. It feels like I can even drive a car to catch

shrimpers in it.” Citalopram silently complained: “This familiar shape… I always feel that there may be four hand-held murder weapons drilled out of it. muscle tortoise.”

Dove comforted: “Don’t worry, I really want to jump out four green turtles, we will eat bouncing turtle soup for supper tonight…”

“I really don’t want to go in, I always feel that there will be mice and cockroaches inside… …”

Citalopram muttered.

But that’s what she said,

but after seeing Porphys floating into the sewer, she could only helplessly hold the torch to keep up, and couldn’t help but complain: “I haven’t come in for so long, the air here is fine. Is there any gas in this sewer that will explode when it sees fire?”

“This is not a sealed environment… It is completely connected to the ground. I apologize to your chemistry teacher.”

Si An spit out.

.

Unlike the empty basement, which was completely torn to pieces, the sewers were surprisingly well preserved.

The sewers built by the elves look like huge blood vessels.

Go in all directions in the underground world.

The original waterway in the middle has completely dried up, leaving only a shallow layer of dry sand.

On both sides of the sewers, there are bulges that are clean and can walk around.

Although the sewers had been dry for a long time, everyone, including Boffis, who had turned into a ghost, moved along the edge of the sewers subconsciously.

Dove was last in order not to be stepped on unconsciously in the dark.

Chocolate’s body has night vision anyway, and can move normally without citalopram’s lighting.

She sniffed the air with a strange expression, rubbed the sand in the middle with her paws tentatively, and put it in front of her face to smell it.

Then her expression became even more strange.

She stretched out her claws and dug into the sand layer in the middle like digging a pit—it was actually more moist soil.

She took another sample and smelled it.

Then he rubbed his paws on the ground with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Dove squatted on the spot and thought for a while, then suddenly ran to catch up with the crowd, jumped up lightly, and grabbed the four darkly carved pants in front of him.

Then she jumped twice, lying on Si Anke’s shoulders, like a cat-shaped schoolbag.

Si An Mo was taken aback by Dove’s sudden action.

But Chocolate is not a small pet cat – Dove cannot squat on Si Anke obediently with her body.

Si Anke could only hug the cat awkwardly, feeling the heavy weight of a bear child.

“What’s wrong?”

He whispered to the serval in his arms, “Are you afraid of getting dirty?”

“—No.”

Dove pretended to meow and replied calmly on the forum: “I checked it out. Take

a sip of the sand in the middle. There is absolutely no smell of greasy, excrement and rot.

“This is a sewer, but there is absolutely no stain on the walls and floor… Isn’t it strange?

”

Maybe it’s because the stain has weathered over time?”

Si Anke followed Dove’s gaze to look at the sewer: “And after hundreds of years, it is impossible for substances that emit odors to exist

.

”

“That would at least leave traces.”

Dove responded: ”

If nothing else, the soil will at least become fertile.

But I didn’t see any sign of the soil becoming fertile…instead I checked for the curse.

“In the sand on the surface, the curse has almost dissipated; but the curse can be clearly felt in the deep moist soil. The concentration is close to the atmosphere of the curse when Annan held the ceremony in the warehouse.”

“…That’s true .

Very strange.”

Si An thought for a while, then nodded in agreement with Dove’s reasoning.

Citalopram in front also saw the conversation between the man and the cat. She paused and asked Boffis directly: “Speaking of which, Bofis… What is this sewer for?”

“…How could I possibly know?”

Porphys turned around, looked at citalopram in stunned eyes, and asked in disbelief, “You, underage girls need to know this kind of knowledge. “Is it a

cultural difference

?”

Citalopram said confidently: “Is it normal to know some generalized knowledge? And I don’t even know what you call this channel.”

“…Even if you say so. , UU reading www.sonicmtl.com I can’t possibly know.”

Boffis felt a little headache: “However, if it’s just the degree of popularization… I still know that it’s used to deal with garbage.”

“What? Trash? Feces?” “—Hey

! How can you say such dirty words!”

Porphys was surprisingly not very good at dealing with this type of word.

She retorted a little embarrassedly: “How can the feces be discharged into the inlet pipe, so the city is too smelly!”

“…Where does the water here lead to?”

“Of course it is on the ground.”

Boffis replied confidently.

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