A journey of seven souls escaping from the basement

I’ve asked all the questions that need to be asked, and done everything I can think of.

But I still feel a little uneasy. I always feel that if I hand over the pendant, my ownership of Yabu will be seriously threatened.

...It's so annoying. It would be nice if Yao Bu didn't want to know his past, so that he wouldn't have to hand him over in order for him to understand his past.

...It's so annoying, if he has no contact with anyone in this world, and is alone from beginning to end, and when I picked him up, he was the first and only one with him It would be nice to have people who can communicate.

...so annoying.

The intuition and messy thoughts that needed to be guarded kept repeating annoying thoughts in his mind, making Lapland feel that the surrounding sounds were gradually obscured by a kind of tinnitus and auditory hallucinations.

But in the end, Lapland still suppressed the increasingly turbid thoughts in his heart, almost slapped the pendant into Texas's hand, and after a few seconds, he slowly let go of his hand. Withdraw.

"Are you okay?" Texas saw that being separated from the pendant seemed to be very unbearable for Lapland, or as long as he was not an emotionally deficient person, seeing Lapland like this , can feel that the other party's condition is not very good.

"How could anything happen to me?" Lapland put on his indifferent smile again, leaned closer to Texas and said to his future colleague: "I started to care so soon. Are you going to join the company as a junior, eh? Senior?"

"Hey..." Texas was scratched all over by the other party's senior voice, and the hair on his tail stood up slightly.

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*So, that’s it.

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Chapter 68 If you refresh Yabu's machine every day, it will break sooner or later.

Although I can’t be sure whether it’s 100% safe to ask for help when I don’t know what suddenly popped up in my mind, but what I want to do now is not a 100% guarantee that I can survive. Things that go down.

In this case, why not just have more, and just treat yourself as if the debt is too much.I already have nothing to lose, so I might as well try to seize this opportunity and give it a try.

Moreover, thinking at the best, she once observed her own eyes through the puddles on the ground about the pattern she wanted to draw, and the pupils in them were vaguely similar to this pattern, so maybe this thing was to her, Maybe it's some kind of symbol of good luck.

So she drew the pattern that popped into her head and traced it in the sand with her fingers on the ground.

As the final strokes connected the pattern into a closed shape, she did have someone's help, which meant that this thing was indeed no joke and actually worked.

only......

"Although I took the initiative to try it, can you tell me what you are?"

However, it seems a bit strange that this comes from oneself.

A projection caused by something?A clone produced by Origin Stone technology?Or is it a creature born like this?

Speaking of which, can this thing really be considered a living thing? It doesn't seem to even have an entity.

Yabu looked down at his body and hesitated for a moment, then said with a feeling of unconfidence in his voice: "...Human?"

"How about you stop looking at yourself and answer that? Do you think you are?"

"Although I don't really want to be expelled..."

He turned his attention to the woman in front of him. She had a gray face and ragged clothes. Her dusty and somewhat messy gray-white hair had a red horn on both sides. The texture looked like an extension of the biological body rather than an ornament. There were also other things behind her. Has a slender tail with a sharp end.

The overall image of the woman standing in front of him after he woke up was filled with various demonic elements, and she did not look like a human being.

Being excommunicated by a demon sounds like Satan tattooing himself on his back.

But Yabu lowered his head and tried to kick the stones at his feet. Seeing those stones pass directly through his feet, he suddenly felt that he was indeed less human than the other party.

"While I don't really want to be expelled...it doesn't seem like it."

"Ah, forget it, that kind of thing is fine no matter what." Compared with what she is going to do next, the white-haired woman is not very concerned about what Yabu is. She is more concerned about what the other party can do. Can't be used, "Anyway, according to the feeling that appeared in my mind before, you will help me, right?"

"..."

"Hey, you weren't dragged here without knowing anything, were you?" The white-haired woman's expression became a little surprised, wondering if the pattern was someone's prank.

But when she thought that the pattern she drew seemed to have drawn the person in front of her, and that the other person didn't seem to know anything, she didn't feel comfortable saying anything about it.

"I'm sorry, that's what it looks like at the moment. I don't know what's going on." Yabu himself doesn't know what's going on now, but since the other party has asked for help, he can put aside his own affairs for the time being. , first see what help the other party needs, "However, you can tell me what help you need and what you want to do, maybe I can help you."

"I have to do something later, but I may lose my life by doing this kind of thing, so I need you to protect me." The white-haired woman expressed her needs without any hesitation, "Is that okay?"

"Protect...?" As if something came to mind because of this word, Yabu looked down at the inverted white heart floating in front of his shattered body, thought for a moment and then said With an OK gesture, "Yeah, no problem. Is there anything else you need?"

"There is only one thing. If I am attacked during my actions, protect my safety and at least let me survive successfully. I will do the rest myself."

In addition to protection, she no longer asks for anything else. It does not mean that this white-haired woman wants to be self-reliant or rely on her own ability to achieve results. If possible, she would rather hope that the ghost in front of her can help her directly. Everything is done.

"If I follow this requirement, what price do I have to pay? Let me agree first. The only price I can pay is what I do for you in the future. Other than that, I can't get anything out of me."

She didn't ask the ghost in front of her to directly help her achieve her goal because she felt that she couldn't afford the commission. In her opinion, help itself was actually a transaction. If you want to get something, you have to pay something.

"What price to pay...let me think about it."

In fact, if possible, Yabu would like to say it's free, but currently he can't tell what the other party is trying to do. He needs some time to observe and identify, and the person in front of him looks like a refugee in a military disaster who is generally unaware of everything around him. For those who are wary, saying "free" may actually make the other person feel uneasy.

"There is something wrong with my memory, so I need to know more about this place. When you are free, tell me about where this place is, as well as its customs and culture." Yabu said That said, it was something he really needed now.

After all, it doesn’t matter if there is no truck driver’s opening animation, there is no novice guidance, and there is no main storyline. It feels like the main focus of time travel is to just walk through it and leave it alone.

Apart from whether he had entered another world and the demonic elements in the woman in front of him, another possibility he could think of was whether he had entered hell.

But the latter was probably unlikely. After all, after thinking about it for a long time, he really couldn't figure out what he had done to be sent to hell.

It can't be because of the Hell Joke.

"Okay, then the deal is established." The white-haired woman didn't show any sloppiness. After using her shoes to wipe away the pattern previously drawn on the ground to summon Yabu, she immediately acted according to her own ideas.

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*The pendant will change the binding object if someone touches it. Changing the binding object will cause the memory to be refreshed. There may be problems with the memory during the refreshing process.

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I'll touch it for a day and I'll make up for today's tomorrow.

Because I just took a day off not long ago, I took another one not long ago. The gap in between was a little bit short, so this wave of my friends.

I will try to update earlier tomorrow to make up for what I have today.

Red bean puree private Marseille!

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Chapter 69 Mercenaries and Ghosts

Ruins, horse and barbed wire fences, gray background, and corpses.

It seems that the main theme of this different world seems to be related to war. At least from Yabu's perspective, the area he traveled to looks like this, a bit like a game scene of fishing for French fries.

But according to what the other party said, he summoned him after the other party drew something.

It sounded like he was summoning spirits. No, it didn't sound like it. Judging from his current physical condition, it seemed like it was summoning spirits.

Could it be that he was summoned by some heroic spirit?That's not right. Putting aside the fact that I can't be a Heroic Spirit at all, why didn't Doraemon Grail give me the setting?This Master doesn't seem to have a command spell in his hand. Could it be another abnormal cup match?

However, the Cup never seems to be normal. Abnormality seems to be the norm. The Holy Grail system Shitshan code has nothing to do and some problems are a must-try local feature. Thinking of this, the frown suddenly relaxes.

While Yabu was thinking about his current situation, the white-haired woman came to a dead body, leaned over and skillfully rummaged through the body to find a knife and what looked like a gun to Yabu. .

She didn't seem to have any objections to the matter of rummaging through the corpse, and her attitude towards it was a kind of numbness that had long been accustomed to sparse and ordinary things. Compared with the corpse, she seemed to care more about the weapon she found. She seemed to like these two things very much, and equipped herself with the dead man's relics without any taboos.

"What is this going to do?" There was no disdain or accusation in Yao Bu's inquiry, he just simply wanted to know why the other party did this.

"This is our 'traditional custom'." The white-haired woman said jokingly to the ghost beside her who didn't have much common sense. "Taking over the weapons of the dead is equivalent to inheritance. I let you protect me."

"Oh...so you asked me to protect you just to inherit this person's will?"

"Almost, but mainly because I want to find the people who are with him later to see if I can join their team." The white-haired woman fiddled with the blunderbuss, thinking about what to put on it. The place is more suitable. "Who knows what those mercenaries will do. I don't want to die. If possible, it is always good to have protection."

Of course, joining the team was just a talk, and it was mainly aimed at the opponent's head, but she would not just tell people about such things.

The ghost in front of her felt like the kind of person who had never been on the battlefield. He didn't look like someone who would help kill people. If her purpose was to kill people, maybe the other party would withdraw the deal to protect her.

"Mercenary..."

"Why, you don't remember where you were born in a good place, and you were a glamorous big shot. You can't accept such dirty things in your habits, right? I beg you, please don't have a long discussion with me about whether this is right or not. , I would die if I heard that.”

"That's not true. I don't know anything yet and I'm not qualified to say anything about it."

Each world has its own operating mode and settings.

If you just rely on your previous values, when you see things that are contrary to your own values ​​in this other world, you can go up and preach and ask why you must kill people?Why not do something else?Why not do something good instead of this life trade?

That's an outrageous thing.

You can feel distressed about this, you can be sad or even dissatisfied about it, but Yanbu understands that if you really want to change something, you must at least understand what's going on, and prioritize doing it yourself, instead of saying that you are wrong from the beginning.

For this kind of problem, before you fully understand the setting of this world, it is best not to use the concepts you have developed in your previous life environment to persuade others. Don’t persuade others to be good without experiencing other people’s sufferings. Don’t persuade others without experiencing others’ things. You are not qualified to make irresponsible remarks to others. Even if you are really kind-hearted, you will become a condescending person.

In that case, it's like telling people that it's okay to work hard, even if the environment is harsh.

But many times, just having the opportunity to work hard can be considered a blessing.

"It's pretty good. I think this weird thing like you is a lot more pleasing to the eye."

"Thank you." Yabu cooperated and raised the corners of his mouth a little.

"I didn't praise you."

"Oh..." Yabu had no choice but to lower the corners of his mouth again.

"Tsk, it's not hurting you at all. What's your expression like?"

This person is so strange. He is obviously the one asking for help, but why does he always feel as if the initiative is still on his side.

"By the way, what should I call you?" Yabu asked, looking at the white-haired woman beside him who leaned down to pick up a few pebbles from the ground.

"Why are you asking this?"

"As I asked before, because of my amnesia, I want to know more about things here from you, but if I want to chat, I have to know how to call you. Of course, I also said before that I will wait for you to be free, so if If it’s not convenient to talk now, I can wait.”

Immediately, he remembered that there might be some other settings in the different world. While guessing, he also gave the other party some reasons for rejection: "Could it be that being known by name here is a dangerous thing? For example, as long as you know the other party, You can use your name to attack from a distance? If that's the case, I'm sorry for asking you for your name."

"What are you talking about to scare children? How could it possibly have such a method?"

Even if there is, it is not enough to just know a name. After all, there are many people with the same name in the world. If you want to accurately identify an individual, you need at least something else to eliminate interference.

"...Wait, you don't have it, do you?" The white-haired woman was a little wary of Yabu, but at the same time, she was thinking about what she could do if the other party had that kind of ability.

"No, I just saw this kind of thing in some works, so I just made a guess."

"That's quite a pity... As for a name, I don't have that kind of thing. Maybe I have had one before, I can't say for sure, but names don't mean much to people like me."

After all, death here is as common as breathing. Who would name every breath of air around us?

Things like names can only be obtained by those who have the strength to survive and whose heads are valuable enough.

"For me, this thing is still reliable." As the white-haired woman said, she played with the knife she just picked up in the air a few times, looked at it with satisfaction, and stuffed it into her waist. for a while, and then walked in one direction without stopping.

"As for you, I don't seem to have asked you, what is your name?"

"Um......"

"Why, you didn't ask me my name. You don't want to reveal your name to me?"

"That's not true. The main reason is... I don't remember it either." Yao Bu tried to think back, but nothing came to mind.

He wants to think of it through the voices in his memory when others call him, he wants to think of it through the words written in the notebook, and he wants to think of it through the words of his parents blessing him on his birthday.

But they either played noisy videos like damaged discs, or they were covered with a layer of snow-white mosaic, making them completely unclear.

He forgot his name and that's what he ended up with.

So, according to a very traditional plot, I should show some sadness at this time, holding my head and thinking hard in disbelief, or I should feel sad about it and look depressed.

I don't want it.

"Sure enough, the Holy Grail summons without the holy relic will summon someone with a high affinity. Thinking about it, I am also nameless." Yabu regarded this sad thing as some kind of interesting fate.

"Ha, that's quite a coincidence. There are so many people in the world, and we two people of different races but with the same name just happened to bump into each other." Although he didn't understand what the Holy Grail summons and the holy relics the other party was talking about, Bai Bai The woman who sent it still understood what made Yabu interesting.

"How about we come up with a name for ourselves? After all, we have to have a way to call each other."

"...Want to call me?" The white-haired woman seemed to have never considered such a thing, and her steps stopped, but after thinking about it briefly, she gave up the idea. , "Forget it, I can't read and can't think of a name."