The Righteous Player(s) - Chapter 355

[Chapter 352 The old man in prison]

“I’ve taught you everything that can be taught.” The

old man sat in the shadows leaning against the wall. The evening light came in through the fence of the window, only illuminating half of his chin.

Compared to yesterday, the old man’s hoarse voice sounded, which was much weaker: “How much do you remember now?”

Delicious Feng Goose, who was squatting in the opposite cell, replied respectfully, “I remember it all, and I haven’t forgotten it all.”

“…Huh.” The

old man sneered in a low voice: “At least half of what you said is a lie.”

His deep, hoarse voice was filled with a sense of death that could not be concealed.

Ever since the old man’s bowl was shattered, Delicious Feng Goose hadn’t seen him say a word in front of the “jailer” who delivered the meal.

And after the delicious wind goose was imprisoned in the dungeon, at least three meals a day were enough.

But the old man on the opposite side… The jailer never gave him a bite of food or a sip of water, which made his voice even weaker.

Rather, it’s the limit of how long you can live.

Because they were being monitored while eating, the delicious wind goose could not leave too much food for the old man.

Only one apple could be secretly hidden at each meal and thrown at the old man’s side after the jailer had left.

Nothing to do with profit.

The delicious wind goose is simply unbearable, he can eat all he can, and the other person, especially his teacher, has no food or water.

Perhaps it is because of this that the old man teaches the knowledge of the delicious wind goose ritualist…

He obviously does not despise the stupid aptitude of the delicious wind goose.

But the delicious wind goose also knew in his heart that what the old man said was true.

Half of the words of the delicious wind goose are indeed lies-

the old man has granted him a total of twenty-six rituals of different sizes and scales, as well as a lot of mysterious knowledge.

Except for a few ceremonies that are relatively simple, the rest are quite complicated.

If it is a player with scientific research experience in reality, it may be better understood.

Delicious Wind Goose’s feeling for these rituals is a bit like the physical chemistry experiments in high school and college – I clearly wrote down the text about the experimental steps in the textbook, but when I do it myself, there are always strange problems, unable to Full copy.

And what’s even worse than in the textbook is that he can’t even see a picture.

The ritual array painted on the ground, the old man will erase and repaint in 40 minutes on average – only ghosts can remember it.

Fortunately, he has a screenshot function…

Yes, Delicious Wind Goose directly saves the ritual steps and all the screenshots one by one.

When the time comes, you can do it step by step.

Moreover, these knowledge about rituals seem to be judged as “mysterious knowledge” by the system.

This made Delicious Wind Goose send this knowledge to the forum, and the system suddenly reminded him that the weekly task of “Hidden Eye” had been completed.

Just turn this knowledge over into the Hidden Eye’s repository, and you can get a lot of experience.

The delicious wind goose complied immediately.

These rituals are divided into different levels according to their difficulty and importance.

After the player raises the prestige level in the “Hidden Eye” camp to the corresponding level, they can check all the knowledge and information in this level with keywords at any time.

It is much faster than querying one picture by oneself.

And as a price… the pictures and content here cannot be released through forum channels.

Of course, you can still memorize, copy, and trade offline – but that would be equivalent to spending time learning this thoroughly and then teaching others.

And if you master it yourself, you can directly teach it to others even in the foggy continent.

Still can’t record it on paper.

This is one of the core laws of this world.

There is power in knowledge… mysterious knowledge cannot be recorded by ordinary people, in ordinary words, or ordinary paper.

If you write on paper, the paper will spontaneously burn; if you write on a wooden sign, the wood will perish.

Because power also means “curse”.

Mortal objects cannot bear this level of curse.

For example, at the moment when the old man used the fragments of the bowl to draw the magic circle on the ground.

The temperature in the cell dropped significantly.

There are also some magic circles that will freeze the surrounding land, and some magic circles will make the ground seep blood…

There is no doubt that the old man does not have any extraordinary ability.

But the mere fact that knowledge itself is “completely fixed” is enough to change reality.

Delicious Wind Goose is very hard to count from the beginning… He can’t remember and understand this knowledge.

To take a step back, as long as you can use it.

But never expected, as the uploader of knowledge.

Not only did he gain a wealth of experience, but he also allowed himself to call up the uploaded knowledge at any time—basically, he had already learned it.

Although it is still not possible to use it fully.

“…That’s all.”

After the silence, the old man sighed deeply.

He reluctantly wrote something on the ground with fragments of a bowl.

Delicious wind goose can’t see what it is though.

But he was keenly aware that the ground beneath him seemed to be shaking slightly.

Soon, the ground in front of the old man suddenly wriggled.

Like a living creature, it returned to its original form.

Not a single scratch, frost or scorch remains.

That’s just a few lines of text…

…in other words.

If the old man wanted to, he could use his knowledge to escape.

Not to mention, there are some ceremonies that cannot be taught in this situation at all… Just this simple ceremony that ordered the earth to erase traces, the old man has never given it to the delicious wind goose.

There must be more power hidden in him.

Delicious Wind Goose couldn’t help but ask, “Since you have the power…why didn’t you escape?”

“Why did you escape?” the

old man asked back.

The delicious wind goose was stunned.

He didn’t know how to answer for a while.

Seeing this, the old man laughed out loud.

It wasn’t the sneer before, but a kind and gentle chuckle like the old grandpa downstairs: “You are a good boy… you are just too stupid.

“You can learn what I teach you, and you are not afraid of the knowledge I give you. Is it poisonous?

”

…Knowledge can be poisonous?”

”

“That’s natural.”

The

old man replied calmly: “Some knowledge is written on a stone tablet, and its power is enough to destroy a city; the secret transmission I wrote on the ground can even control the earth.”

Why do you think… your brain is harder than a rock; your body is heavier than the earth?

“Forget it, I won’t scare you. In the knowledge I gave you, there is indeed no poisonous substance.” The

old man said, raising his head slightly.

The light originally shone on his chin, but now it hit his thin Adam’s apple.

With the sound of his speaking, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com’s sharp Adam’s apple slid up and down: “My lifespan has come to an end.

” Some great rituals always consume lifespan, and lifespan is the best fuel.

“The

old man replied calmly:” You will have such a day too.

“The

delicious wind goose couldn’t help asking: “What the hell are you in prison for…for what?”

”

“What’s the matter?”

The

old man sneered nonchalantly and replied in a low voice, “Everything.

”

He obviously didn’t intend to go any further on the question.

Silence shrouded the small, dimly lit dungeon for a while.

It wasn’t Delicious Goose or any of the old men who finally broke the silence.

Just then , the sound of a huge black iron key turning came.

From outside to inside, three levels of doors are opened by different keys.

Klaus Kas held a set of keys in his right hand, and his long sword in a silver scabbard was pinned to his waist.

“Have you made up your mind?”

He stopped at the door and looked at Delicious Wind Goose, and he asked directly in the first sentence, “Did you have a good time during the three days and two nights in the same room with the dead?”

… the dead ?

Delicious Wind Goose froze for a moment.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the cell opposite him – and

saw the corpse of an old man sitting against the wall.

Next to the broken bowl, five apples with different degrees of rot were built into a small pyramid shape and placed stably in the corner of the wall.

The rays of the setting sun shone on him.

…then, what did you see and hear before?