dkrc Chapter 141: I have a bad memory, please tell me again.
Chapter 141: I have a bad memory, please tell me again.
Chen You instantly understood the key point.
That sound was like a road sign!
And this NPC struggling to climb the cliff should be the "guide" for the quest!
According to the normal game design, you should find this NPC somewhere at the foot of the mountain.
Then escort him, or follow him, step by step, up to the altar atop the mountain.
During this process, various dialogues may be triggered, unlocking background stories about the ancient gods.
Finally, upon reaching the summit, the prerequisites are fulfilled, and the emblem is activated.
But now...
Chen You looked down at himself, then at the tiny point of light on the cliff below.
He's already in place, standing directly on the finish line.
"My navigation is superior to yours."
Chen You couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the NPC who was still working hard.
Then, without hesitation, a thought flashed beneath his feet.
The Ascension Sword appeared.
He stepped onto the sword, transforming into a streak of light as he swooped down towards the lights on the cliff face.
The wind whistled in my ears, and the dark cliff face rapidly magnified in my field of vision.
That so-called "road" was shockingly narrow.
In many places, there are only protruding rocks that are barely footholds, covered with slippery ice.
Any rock climbing expert would probably have met their end on the spot.
In just a few breaths, Chen You hovered steadily beside the lantern bearer.
The biting wind made the man's linen robe flutter, but his body beneath the robe remained as steady as a rock, without swaying in the slightest.
The old lantern in his hand had a flame no bigger than a bean, yet it emitted a peculiar, calming warmth that dispelled the surrounding darkness and snow.
This was a man whose face was obscured; his hood was pulled low, and his entire face was hidden in deep shadows.
"Big brother, what are you doing?"
Chen You stood on his flying sword, arms crossed, and spoke in a relaxed tone as if he were asking for prices at a market.
The lantern bearer paused slightly as he clung to the rock face.
He seemed to turn his head stiffly and slowly, the shadow of his hood pointing in Chen You's direction.
silence.
Dead silence.
Only the wind howled.
Just when Chen You thought the other person was mute or frightened by him, a hoarse, deep voice came from under the hood.
"Stay close to me and don't say a word."
After saying that, he ignored Chen You, turned around, and continued his slow but determined climb.
Each step, each pause, every movement was imbued with a sense of sacred ritual.
Chen You: "..."
Wow, he really is a guide.
Stay close to you?
Chen You glanced at his climbing speed and then estimated the vertical distance to the summit.
"At this rate, you might not even get there by dawn."
"If I follow you, won't I have to spend a whole night in the cold wind on the cliff?"
He was internally ranting and raving.
Now that the other party's identity has been confirmed and the "plot" has been triggered.
According to the game's logic, since I'm already at the finish line, all I need to do is wait for him to finish the process.
Chen You didn't want to make a fool of himself, so he shrugged at the retreating figure.
With another thought, the Ascension Sword emitted a clear and melodious sword cry, carrying him soaring into the sky and instantly returning to the vast, pristine mountaintop platform.
"Since I'm just idling around anyway, I can't waste my time."
Chen You muttered something to himself, then sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, and entered a meditative state.
The Nine Revolutions Primordial Chaos Technique was slowly circulating within his body, and the thin but pure spiritual energy in the surrounding air began to gather towards him bit by bit.
On this towering peak, beneath the starry sky, he actually treated the time spent waiting for the NPCs in the story as a precious moment for secluded cultivation.
Time passed by, second by second.
A dazzling galaxy slowly swirls across the sky, while the gale sometimes howls and sometimes murmurs.
I don't know how much time passed; it could have been an hour or two.
When Chen You slowly awoke from his meditative state, the sky was still a deep, dark black.
But finally, a figure appeared at the edge of the platform.
The lamplighter finally completed his long and lonely pilgrimage.
He stood at the edge of the platform, holding the ancient lamp whose light had dimmed somewhat in one hand.
With his other hand on his knee, his body rose and fell slightly, as if he were breathing heavily.
But he didn't come over immediately; he just stood there, motionless.
It resembles a sculpture that blends into the night.
Chen You stood up, patted off the non-existent snowflakes on Mo Yuanxinghe's robe, and walked over leisurely.
When the distance between the two people is reduced to less than five meters.
The lantern bearer finally made a move; he slowly straightened up, and his hoarse voice rang out again.
With a sense of relief mixed with an indescribable confusion.
"It seems... we've come at the wrong time."
"What did you see?"
Upon hearing this, Chen You's heart stirred.
Here it is! The dialogue!
But... what does "not the right time" mean?
He subconsciously pulled out the Shadow Pact Badge from his backpack, but the badge remained unresponsive despite the cold touch.
What do you see?
What do I need to see for myself?
Chen You really wanted to say: I don't know, I just arrived too.
What else can you say if you skipped the process yourself?
Chen You's mind was racing.
I have to pretend! I have to pretend that I followed the procedure, but there was a small mishap along the way.
He wore a perfectly appropriate, slightly apologetic look of bewilderment and scratched his head.
"Um... bro, look at my brain, I'm a bit oxygen-deprived from climbing the mountain, my memory's not so good."
Chen You was talking nonsense with a straight face.
"Could you...tell me again why we're here?"
"Also, what did you mean when you said 'it's not the right time'?"
He tried to use this "amnesia" excuse to bring up the part of the story he had skipped.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Even the howling wind seemed to pause for a moment.
The lantern bearer, the NPC codenamed [Shadow Apostle], suddenly raised his head!
Although his face was still hidden in the shadow of the hood, Chen You could clearly sense it.
That gaze no longer held the indifference and reverence of before.
Instead, it was shock, bewilderment, and a sense of absurdity that made me think, "Are you kidding me?"
"you……"
For the first time, the Shadow Apostle's hoarse voice fluctuated violently, even trembling slightly.
He extended a finger and pointed it directly at Chen You, the tip of his finger turning slightly white from the force he exerted.
"You...did not walk on the 'Stairway of Suffering,' did not measure the distance to the throne with your own feet, and did not listen to the confessions of the souls lost in the abyss..."
"Your soul... lacks the weariness and dust that a pilgrim should have!"
His voice grew increasingly agitated, as if Chen You's very existence was a desecration and subversion of the sacred ritual!
"Who are you?!"
"What are you doing here?!"
A furious shout, like a thunderclap, resounded across the silent mountaintop!