Two or three things in the copy

Chapter 703 Alien Paradise ([-])

[Please bind the citizen file number for real-name registration and login.]

"Citizenship file number? It's like an ID card? It's really a long time ago, let me think about it."

Wu Mingkong looked at this prompt, vaguely as if dreaming back to the real-name registration of his previous life, but unfortunately, this is no longer his previous life.

After recalling the citizen file number, he casually uttered a series of numbers, which were quickly identified.

[Welcome to the Heterogeneous Paradise, citizen: Wu Mingkong, it has been checked that the player has not yet created a character, do you want to jump to the character creation page? 】

【whether】

"Jump."

Wu Mingkong looked at this thing curiously, always feeling a little curious.

【Please enter a nickname】

"***" Wu Mingkong directly used three asterisks as if they were blocked as the name.

[Welcome, player ***, please select a race]

Nicknames are nothing, but when it comes to races, they are extremely dense. There is even an option called self-created races below, which makes Wu Mingkong think of more.

"Humanity."

[Race selection is complete, jumping to the novice dungeon, please wait a moment.]

Wu Mingkong narrowed his eyes, is this the end?

He always felt that he was still unsatisfied, why did the follow-up part of pinching his face disappear?
Even if you don't pinch your face, is there nothing like adding attributes, choosing talents, etc.?
[The property bar has been generated, do you want to check it? 】

"Check."

【Nick name:***】

【Race: Human】

[Physical: extremely weak]

[Spirit: extremely weak]

"No more? Why is your stuff so simple? Except for the name and race, physique and spirit, you should at least digitize it for me. What do you mean by using extremely weak?" Wu Mingkong was already powerless to complain. He plays it all, his copy system is much taller than the attribute bar of this game.

But it seems that this alien paradise game has no intention of replying to Wu Mingkong, and it doesn't even have a complaint channel. Customer service, this thing probably has no customer service.

[Newbie Dungeon: Inherited Manor]

[Introduction to the copy: Your distant uncle Aristotle Andrew died suddenly due to cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, and left behind a manor. Because of the war in the early years, both children died, and you are the only nephew who got the news Excitedly, you drove through the restricted area overnight and came to this treasure known as overlooking the distant sea.]

[Novice task: Solve the weird incidents in the manor or live for seven days]

[The flow of time has been staggered, the game and real time ratio is one to three thousand 650]

[Do you want to enter the copy? 】

Wu Mingkong was so full of shit, he didn't notice it just now, but now he noticed that this is actually another dungeon game?
Is he making a dungeon in a dungeon?

"Come in." Wu Mingkong said casually, and was about to enter immediately.

[Reminder, there are many benefits in the novice dungeon, please pay attention to it carefully]

After this prompt, Wu Mingkong directly entered the dungeon.

The current Wu Mingkong is just a wisp of consciousness without much ability, unless he has the cooperation of the main body, otherwise he only has the strength of an ordinary person, but fortunately, the main body is constantly using this wisp of consciousness as the coordinate and virtual The real game helmet is constantly searching to see where he was teleported to, so as to deal with subsequent cheating.

After regaining his senses, Wu Mingkong found that he was sitting on a classic car with a face, and his face was reflected in the rearview mirror. It was not his own appearance, but a blond foreigner with a decent body. He looks strong, at least judging from his nine-nine-to-one general belly, he should also be a beer expert.

I tried to start the classic car, but found that there was no gas, which was outrageous. I checked the car again, and there was no backup gasoline. It seems that he came here after crossing no man's land.

"However, are you sure that you have crossed the no-man's land, rather than the manor is located in the no-man's land?"

Looking around, the so-called manor stands on a cliff, and there is only one road to come. This road is still covered by woods, and it looks extremely gloomy, without a trace of human presence.

Take a closer look, my good guy, there is really no sound at all, it's so quiet, Wu Mingkong even suspected that the forest is a map, and when he walked in and observed carefully, it was not a map, but a real tree.

"This texture is really extraordinary." After wiping a tree, Wu Mingkong replied that he was searching again in the car, looking for some artifacts such as baseball bats or physical swords. He always felt that this script was a bit like It's the running group copy of the Ke Department next door.

Especially when going to uninhabited places to inherit property from a distant relative. Basically, this distant relative is either a heretic with indescribable beliefs, or has witnessed a horrible incident and caused a loss of sanity to attract mythical creatures and the like. From the sudden introduction of the introduction Death from cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases can be seen, just like being scared to death.

It's just that Wu Mingkong searched the car for 5 minutes, but he didn't find anything useful at all. Such an old car is really cleaner than his pocket.

Wu Mingkong squatted beside the car, and stuffed a few stones in his pocket casually. He had no choice but to take off the door of this classic car and use it as a shield if he didn't have enough strength now.

"It is said that the manor is built here. If there is a wind and rain, it will not be afraid of collapse." This manor is built on a cliff, and the sea is below. It can be regarded as a first-class sea view room. Take a look The scenery is okay, but if you really want to live, it's probably because it's uncomfortable.

The sky was gloomy, and it seemed that a storm would come at any time. The sea breeze blew on Wu Mingkong's face with a fishy smell, which made Wu Mingkong think of the mythical creature called the deep diver.

When Wu Mingkong came to the manor, before Wu Mingkong had time to knock on the door, the door opened by itself.

"Welcome, young master." An elderly man who looked like a housekeeper greeted Wu Mingkong in a vigorous manner.

"How do you know me?" Wu Mingkong asked with some doubts, isn't this nonsense, the first time he came, you fell in love with him right away?

"Before the master passed away, he gave me your photo, young master." The butler said with a hint of sadness in his tone. It seemed that he had a deep relationship with this distant uncle whose name was so long that Wu Mingkong couldn't remember it.

But there is a suspicious point here, not because of sudden death due to cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, how can this still be before death?
Shouldn't this thing be caught off guard?
Wu Mingkong didn't ask in depth, it's normal to have problems, if there is no problem with this thing, then it will suffer.

"My condolences, Mr. Housekeeper." Wu Mingkong comforted me very perfunctorily.

"It's my fault, young master, please come in, there are servants who have prepared food for you, and the hot water has been boiled for you, take a bath after eating, and sleep peacefully to relieve the stress of your journey. Tiredness, tomorrow I will introduce to you why the manor that the master left you is called a treasure overlooking the distant sea, I guarantee you will be surprised." The butler said, saluted and led the way for Wu Mingkong.

Wu Mingkong followed and looked at the butler. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with it, but there were problems in everything. Wu Mingkong didn't understand the etiquette so he didn't talk about it, but judging from the hands and skin of the butler, there was nothing wrong with it. It's not rough, on the contrary, it's well maintained, and it looks like a pampered existence.

And more importantly, when Wu Mingkong came here, sometimes he could smell a slight stench, and he could feel some kind of malice from peeping at him.

In this regard, Wu Mingkong can only say that this game is really extraordinary, and this special combination of consciousness and body is of great reference value.

After entering the game for so long, Wu Mingkong has also seen a lot. This must be a real world, and Wu Mingkong, a game player, occupies this person's body and combines his consciousness and body with each other. However, this technology It is much different from Wu Mingkong's dungeon system.

The dungeon system does not use this kind of method at all, and directly implants a perfect identity in the world, and it can even fit Wu Mingkong's character very well, and has never been suspected.

And the technology of this alien paradise game is not that good, so he arranged the identity of a distant nephew, so that it will basically not reveal his secrets, probably.

Of course, there must be some mechanism to cover the bottom line, otherwise there will definitely be troubles.

"Come on, try it, this is the roast goose specially prepared for you, young master. The master said before that this is your favorite food." The butler waved his hand, and a maid came to help Wu Mingkong cut a large piece of goose meat, and He also carefully removed the bones and handed them to Wu Mingkong.

Wu Mingkong felt that his rhythm seemed to be being led away by the butler.

"I'm sorry, maybe uncle and I have been separated for too long. I should have misremembered it. I like to eat white bread with black bread and rice noodles." Wu Mingkong casually said a staple food with staple food and stir-fried staple food with staple food It's a pity that there are no buns and steamed buns to eat such a small thing, otherwise let the housekeeper see what it means to eat noodles with rice, stuffed buns with rice, drink soy milk, and then a box of deep-fried dough sticks.

A trace of doubt flashed in the housekeeper's eyes, would normal people eat like this?

It's true that normal people generally don't eat like this, but Wu Mingkong is not a normal person, so it's normal to eat like this.

"I'll arrange the kitchen preparations immediately, young master"

"No, I'm just talking about my hobbies, so we won't be too busy. If there are more dishes on this big table, I won't be able to finish them. Let's sit down and eat together." Wu Mingkong said immediately.

"Master, it's inconvenient for us to eat, master." Regarding Wu Mingkong's words, the butler immediately said no.

Wu Mingkong didn't move his fork, just looked at him like that.

"Master, rules are rules."

The two just stared at each other with big eyes. In fact, Wu Mingkong didn't want this guy to eat, but he was afraid that there might be something wrong with the food. If he was given a medicine in it, he would pass out after taking a bite. , Then don't let the other party run amok.

Oh, I'm in the game.

Wu Mingkong suddenly remembered such a thing, as if he was in the game, and he really only had a little consciousness and was far away from the main body, so it was easy to return to his original shape, that is, what he didn't know how to do, and what he ate was nothing left.

"Okay, you can do whatever you want." Wu Mingkong didn't force it, didn't he mean to stay for seven days, it couldn't be overdone for him on the first day, it was still a novice task with a hammer.

He forked a piece of meat very rudely and stuffed it into his mouth. To be honest, the taste is really good, probably because he was beaten back to his original shape, so the taste is much more normal, not so picky. The food in Wu Mingkong's mouth also became delicious.

After Wu Mingkong ate and drank enough, he realized that what he said about what he didn't know how to do and what he could eat without leaving anything was actually wrong, and the last sentence was wrong.

He can still have leftovers, at least he only ate half of the big table, but looking at the butler's calm face on the surface, there is actually a trace of horror in his eyes, this kid is too good to eat.

Picking up a white cloth at hand, he wiped his mouth and said, "Barely [-]% full."

"Master, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not."

"Say" Wu Mingkong said casually, picking his teeth.

Seeing Wu Mingkong's situation, the housekeeper couldn't help but twitch his eyes: "From tomorrow on, I hope you will be able to conduct etiquette training and noble knowledge learning. You will not only inherit the legacy of the master, but also inherit the title of Earl of the master."

"Okay, just teach me. If you learn it, I'll lose." He didn't learn the so-called royal etiquette when he was a waste prince, but he still learns noble etiquette from you in a game. You are not talking nonsense.

The housekeeper's face turned green when he heard Wu Mingkong's words, my good guy, what is going on.

"Okay, master, we will try our best, now."

"It's still early, take me to the study. I have a bad problem, that is, I need to recognize books when I come to a strange place." Wu Mingkong said bluntly.

???

Acknowledgment?Are you sure this word should not be called bed recognition?

Although Wu Mingkong's proposal was a bit unexpected to the housekeeper, it is not a big problem. The study used to be a place that was forbidden by the distant uncle whose name Wu Mingkong couldn't remember, and the housekeeper couldn't enter, but now people It doesn't matter if they're all dead.

Of course, the housekeepers and servants just didn't go in, because the uncle whose name Wu Mingkong couldn't remember all the time told him to keep it as it was before he died.

As soon as he pushed the study room away, Wu Mingkong looked at the black line at one end: "By the way, are you guys not packing at all?"

The study room is quite large, but it is extremely dark. As soon as he stepped in, Wu Mingkong seemed to feel a trace of dust rising up, as well as the cobwebs that were knotted on the ground. enough.

The housekeeper was also a little embarrassed: "The master didn't let us enter the room before he was alive, and he said in his last words before he died that we are not allowed to enter, and we will keep it as it is."

A few maids felt the darkness and turned on the lights in the study. The moment the light appeared, Wu Mingkong felt that the mess just now was just the tip of the iceberg. Scattered open books.

In particular, an extremely thick book on the desk is extremely conspicuous.

When I put my hand on this book and was about to read it, a reminder immediately appeared in the Paradise of Different Kinds.

[The player is trying to read the "Book of the Dead", and reading the book will cause unknown consequences]

"Wait, it's better for you not to clean up, go out, I will stay alone, and I will clean up slowly, otherwise I will have trouble reading in the future."

Wu Mingkong finally understood why this distant uncle whose name was too long for him to remember didn’t allow people to come in. You have a copy of “Necronomicon” on your table, so will it be scattered in “Eibon”? "The Book of Ghouls" or something like "The Ghoul Canon"?

It’s fine if you take a quick look at it. If after a wave of inspiration, he sees things like Azathoth’s request for magic, contact with Ketuart, etc., wouldn’t it just give him a wave of inspiration? off?
The housekeeper and maid were a little puzzled, but they didn't dare to disobey Wu Mingkong's order: "Yes, young master, let's go."

Watching a group of people slowly exit the study, the butler comfortably helped him close the door of the study.

Walking away from the desk, carefully looking at the manuscripts and books scattered on the ground.

[The player is trying to read the remnants of "Glaaki Apocalypse", and reading the book will cause unknown consequences]

"." Throwing this "Glaaki Apocalypse" on the desk casually, good guy, he just suspected it just now, but now it has come true. Although it is only a fragment, it is enough to mean that there must be other books .

Afterwards, Wu Mingkong also found many books such as "Secrets of Worms", "Secret Records of the Seven Chapters of Xuanjun", "Nakt Manuscript", etc., which were thicker than "Necronomicon".

"This guy definitely didn't die suddenly from cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases." Wu Mingkong's eyes twitched. He just picked up some more famous books, such as the ghoul anatomy manual, the experimental diary of the deep diver, and the book of the stars. I haven't read many experimental records, such as Cai Cai's research records. In this kind of legendary life, to be honest, this Randolph Carter is really a talent.

However, if he acted so ruthlessly, he probably killed himself.

Damn, how could such a ruthless person die? According to the usual routine, there must be a secret in this manor.

Re-opening the "Necronomicon" casually, ignoring the reminder of this strange paradise, and looking at the signature, it is called Abdullah Alhazad. Although he can't understand it, Wu Mingkong thinks it must be the original.

[The player has read the "Necronomicon", myth knowledge +10]

[The player has acquired the skill: Contact Yog Sothoth]

[The player reads the "Book of the Necromancer", the spirit is severely injured, and the negative state is obtained: mania]

[Negative status: Mania (one dungeon time)]

"???" Wu Mingkong had a face full of shit, what's the situation with you, Azathoth really didn't learn the art of asking the gods, but he learned to contact Yog-Sothoth, isn't it much worse?

"No, I don't accept it, I have to turn it over again. I won this big prize at the beginning, and the follow-up must be relatively normal."

(End of this chapter)