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Chapter 519 Island
I've never seen either of these before.

The little girl pointed with the handle of the jump rope to the photo of the white horse tombstone and the gray rain, then pointed to the astronaut, "I've seen this one before. He went to the city hall on the mountain an hour ago."

There are guards there, and unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter unless…

Her tone was subtle in the latter half of her sentence, and Claudia, being very perceptive, immediately took out a large bag of luxurious and exquisite candies—high-level superhumans have a much faster metabolism than ordinary people and often carry some high-calorie snacks, such as energy bars, Snickers, and five-nut mooncakes.

Unexpectedly, the little girl glanced at the candy with a disdainful expression and said to Claudia in a condescending tone, "I'm already dead, okay? What use is food from a living person to me?"

What?
Claudia paused for a moment, and the players hiding in the street corner were also confused and scratching their heads.

In many horror and supernatural works of art, once the protagonist reveals that an NPC is already dead, the NPC immediately becomes a vengeful ghost, triggering a bad ending.

But for an NPC to proactively state that they are dead, like this, is truly quite rare – like Liu Lu's blind date with Dong Xuelian.

Dang Dang Dang——

At that moment, a long and resonant bell rang out from the top of the bell tower.
The little girl looked up at the clock tower and said indifferently, "It's five o'clock in the afternoon. If you want to know how to get into the town hall, bring me a matcha ice cream before seven o'clock. Robinson's store on the east side of town has it."

Having said that, she vanished without giving Claudia a chance to ask further questions.

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Claudia stared at the spot where the other person had disappeared, her brow furrowed as she walked towards the street corner. "Did you see that?"

"I saw it."

Wanli Fengdao pondered for a moment and said, "It's certain that she's not a ghost in the usual sense."

Brother Xiaodao entered the Dao through martial arts, and has participated in many classic fantasy and folk supernatural scenarios, slaying at least eight hundred or a thousand undead creatures.

The little girl who was jumping rope just now didn't have a trace of evil or resentment about her; she didn't fit the characteristics of a dead soul at all.

"What I care about most is the time she mentioned."

Mianyue squinted. "It's 5 PM now, and the requirement is to bring her ice cream before 7 PM. If we consider this as a task, then such a generous two hours means..."

"This implies that we will encounter trouble on the road."

Li Sheng concluded, "For now, without any further clues, let's follow the NPC's instructions. But before that, there's something else we need to do."

He pushed up his information integration glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, ran quickly to the foot of the clock tower, and nimbly climbed the tall building like an ape to quickly inspect it.

The clock tower's clock system is powered by a steam turbine. The machine pumps high-pressure, high-temperature hot water to the ground. Due to the pressure drop, some of the hot water instantly "flashes" into steam, thereby driving the steam turbine to generate electricity.

Therefore, in addition to telling time for the town, the clock tower also served as the town's power station and substation.

Because it uses geothermal energy for power, the clock system can operate independently for a long time without maintenance.

Unfortunately, the clock's mechanism is hidden inside a compartment. Like the rooms in other buildings in the town, the compartment is sealed off by an invisible force, making it impossible to break through and thus impossible to know the exact time.

"The classic door can't be opened from here; let's explore the area ahead later."

Li Sheng pursed his lips unsurprisingly, climbed out the window, and went down the clock tower. "Phew, why do I feel a little tired?"

Since absorbing a large group of genomes, he hasn't felt tired for a long time. His muscle cells are using ATP at maximum efficiency and never accumulate lactic acid.

With the help of the assembled dolls, you can simply implant your stored body fat when needed. The current fatigue isn't an illusion; since the player's interface is inaccessible, detailed stamina data isn't visible.

Li Sheng held his breath and focused intently as he searched for the fluorescent protein gene in the genome data generously provided by Daqun. He then used the skin fluorescence on his right forearm to read various data from within the body.

"In such a short time, your physical strength is down to only 85%?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"so tired."

At the same moment, on the sun-drenched beach, Gray Rain, who had materialized into a swimsuit, was sitting under a coconut tree, drinking coconut juice and roasting freshly caught fish over a fire.

Judging from the small mountain of shellfish, shrimp, crabs, and sea urchins piled up beside her, she had been eating them for quite some time.

Well, perhaps it's because the Entropy Cloud itself doesn't possess a strong individual will, that the dreamland it created is exceptionally peaceful, truly a tropical island without danger and abundant in resources.

Gray Rain immediately put to use the knowledge she had learned from wilderness survival shows, starting a fire by rubbing sticks together (mainly relying on brute force) and finding seafood to eat from the sea.

At first, she pretended to make fishing rods and lines using liquid metal, but after finding that she couldn't catch any fish, she decisively changed her approach and turned them into nets, directly fishing them out of the sea.

As they feasted, the griffin flapped its wings and flew back from afar, shaking its head at the white horse tombstone that stood waiting on the beach.

The entire sea area, including the seabed, was covered by a metal dome of unknown thickness, making it impossible for players to escape.

"That's not good."

The white horse tombstone subconsciously clenched the sand in its hand, crushing it into finer dust. From the previous communication with the ants, it was clear that they had been transported to another dreamland with specific content.

The tombstone and others were essentially excluded.

The feeling of being out of control, with the initiative slipping from their grasp, was unsettling. Both players sighed simultaneously. Griffin glanced at Gray Rain's carefree demeanor and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you worried about Ants and the others?"

Gray Rain chewed on an octopus tentacle, mumbling, "First, this isn't the real world. Second, we're trapped under the dome, so worrying won't help. Third, I don't think any situation can truly hold back an ant."

"You really have a lot of faith in him."

The griffin's eyelids twitched. "Aren't you afraid the plot will go out of control, the fake seal will turn into a real dead end, trapping him under the dome and freezing him in time?"

"If that's the case, I'll go find him."

Without looking up, Gray Rain said, "I am a robot. I don't need to breathe and can extract energy directly from matter. No matter how thick the dome is, I will carve it through in a hundred years, a thousand years, or ten thousand years."

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The two players exchanged a glance. Gray Rain's tone was calm and gentle, but his voice carried a resolute determination.

Then I watched her cut open a coconut and use it as a wine jug, muttering, "Drink heartily, then drink from the coconut cup."
The griffin couldn't help but lower its voice and ask, "Is she mentally challenged?"

"Perhaps it's a case of appearing foolish but actually being wise."

White Horse Tombstone sighed, took out a beach chair, barbecue grill, and picnic blanket, and walked towards Gray Rain, "Can I join you?"

(End of this chapter)