Room survival: I know the prompts behind the door in advance

Chapter 325: Feast on the Sea
"Brother Lieyang, my name is Monkey Stealing Wine. If you see me in the future, please take care of me!"

A short and thin man in a suit with shifty eyes, sharp chin and monkey-like features came over, holding a tall glass of brandy and shaking it towards the golden sun.

He was wearing a high-end suit, which made him look like a monkey who had stolen some clothes, which was a bit funny.

However, Golden Sun did not look down on this man. He had heard a little about him and knew that he was doing very well in the survival game by relying on his stealing skills.

Unfortunately, other players couldn't grab his handle and could only feel extremely angry.

Upon hearing this name, most of the dozen or so players surrounding the Golden Sun looked at him with contempt.

However, Golden Sun just nodded at him and took a sip of his wine glass. "We are all players, and this is what we should do. If we really encounter danger, we may need everyone's cooperation."

“Hahaha, big brother, you are being modest.” Monkey Stealing Wine seemed not to notice the expressions of the players around him. He still smiled and put his arm around Golden Sun’s shoulder as if he was familiar with them. He winked at A’man who was chatting with others next to him and said in a low voice: “Big brother, this is your girl. She has a great figure!”

Seeing that Golden Sun had no reaction, Monkey Stealing Wine winked and said, "But there are many other girls on the ship. I just asked around. They are the natives of the wasteland. They have very hot bodies. Do you want to play with them?"

Golden Sun politely declined, brushed off his hand and smiled, "That's not necessary, thank you, Brother Monkey."

Monkey Stealing Wine made a helpless expression, but smiled again, "However, I just asked the group of natives for a while, and apart from some perfunctory words, I didn't get any information. It's really a bit strange."

Hearing these words, Golden Sun perked up. This was actually a task assigned to him by Get Rich Overnight.

However, although the banquet had started for a long time and the host in black robe came on stage to let them have fun, he did not have any chance to get close to the group of natives.

The reason is simple: there seems to be an invisible, clear line separating players from each other, and between indigenous peoples from each other.

That group of people kept their mouths shut. Even if a player approached them, it seemed that they could not find out any information about the cruise ship or the holy land on the sea.

Golden Sun was not surprised to hear Monkey Stealing Wine say this.

However, the monkey's next words after stealing the wine aroused his interest, "But I did find this thing on them all."

The monkey lowered his voice while stealing the wine, and seemed to have used some props to block the surrounding perception, and quickly stuffed something into the pocket of the Golden Sun shirt.

Golden Sun's expression remained unchanged. He reached into his shirt pocket and frowned slightly when he touched the cold, hard and sharp object.

This is a metal cross with what seems to be some complicated language and patterns on it, and it is also inlaid with a statue-like object.

At this time, Monkey Stealer raised his eyebrows at him, "How is it?"

Golden Sun regained his composure: "What is this?"

The monkey who stole the wine laughed and said, "This is an item I just stole from an aboriginal lady. This cross seems to be a very precious item to her. She treasures it very much. Every 20 minutes or so, she will take it out of her pocket to check the ornament."

If this was an ordinary item, the monkey who stole the wine might not come to share it with him.

Golden Sun continued to follow his words and said, "And then?"

The monkey who stole the wine laughed: "Hehe, the boss is really smart."

His face suddenly became serious: "I found that the natives who came here all had an ornament similar to a cross on them. They treasured this item very much. Although it was not as obvious as the lady just now, according to my experience, these people's unintentional actions revealed their concerns about this item." At this time, Golden Lieyang had transferred the item to the space backpack through the shirt pocket.

The space backpack can display the information of the items obtained, so he directly clicked on the bracelet to check:
[Special Item: Angel God's Token]

[Item Level: Unknown]

[Item information: As the name suggests, this is a token of communication between believers and angel gods, and it is the spiritual support of believers, so please be sure to return this item within 20 minutes after picking it up, otherwise you will receive the angry punishment from the angel god. ]

[Item Note: This item is unique and cannot be taken out of the dungeon world or held]

When Golden Sun saw this item, his expression changed.

Just as he quickly took out the item and put it back into his pocket, Monkey Stealer had already put it back into his space backpack.

Before the golden flames could get angry, he quickly explained, "Don't worry, sir. I'm just keeping you in suspense. I'll return the item to the lady in a moment. 20 minutes is enough."

Hearing this, Golden Sun calmed down and put some distance between himself and the monkey who was stealing the wine.

However, the monkey who stole the wine had already left the crowd and slipped towards the natives on the other side. He even greeted a fat man with a big belly, and it seemed that he was very good at this kind of thing.

Seeing the monkey steal the wine and leave, Aman returned to the Golden Sun again.

She said with an unhappy face: "Lieyang, why would you communicate with that kind of person? He looks shifty and annoying. Stay away from him in the future."

Golden Sun did not explain the special item for the time being, and nodded slightly.
A'man was already used to his perfunctory attitude. He snorted softly and told her what he had gained this time.

"I just asked the players over there. They have also received missions to go to the island. The points for the missions are all in equal increments of 10, 20, 30, and 40, the same as ours. So everyone is wondering if they need to accumulate points to leave this dungeon world."

Golden Sun was a little surprised. He thought for a moment and said, "So Soda doesn't drink carbonated water, so he is actually a good person. He is providing us with information to save us time on the island?"

A'man said unhappily, "Do you still believe this? I don't. Not to mention in the dungeon world, even in the real world, I would have to think twice if I encountered such a thing."

Golden Sun laughed: "That's right."

As he spoke, he supported his female companion's arm and walked towards a guest room to rest. He explained to the players around him, "My female companion is a little drunk. I'll take her to sober her up first."

A'man pretended to be drunk and leaned on his shoulder, "Ouch, my head hurts."

One player joked: "Have fun, both of you!"

The others, more or less with some intention that I could understand, made way for the two of them.

The golden sunlight swept across these people of all kinds. With the lights and the wine, everyone had a satisfied expression on their face. This incomparable banquet made everyone look well-mannered, noble and elegant, as if it was an upper-class cocktail party.

However, beneath their skin, everyone has their own ulterior motives and demons are running wild.

Even the players themselves, like the soda that conveys the message to the man behind the scenes, do not drink carbonic acid, and are not trustworthy.

Including himself.
At this moment, the monkey who stole the wine sent him another message:
"Boss, do you think that if we, the players, and a bunch of crazy believers in the wasteland world, take a mysterious ship to a mysterious island, anything good will happen?"