Yuanshin: The duty of the inspector is to eat melons

She still remembered that she originally said that she would go to see them after hiding for decades and wait for the turmoil to subside, but she was unable to leave for various reasons, and spent year after year under this abyss.

She won't grow old, but how many of those people are still alive now?

"What time is it outside now?" Anastas couldn't help asking as memories occupied his mind.

It's just that she regretted it just after she finished asking, since she is the one being asked the question now, won't she be angry if she interrupts like this?

Tavernar did not make things difficult for her, and told the truth.

"It turns out that only about 50 years have passed outside. I thought it was at least a few hundred years."

The flow of time in the abyss and Tivat is different. After Anastas survived alone for hundreds of years, he suddenly knew that the outside world was only fifty years old, and it was unreal for a while.

"Why were you hunted down?" Tavernall asked again without letting her immerse herself in her own world for too long.

"What else can it be? Do fools need a reason to arrest a person?" She seemed to have heard some joke, and just wanted to twitch the corner of her mouth in mockery, but suddenly remembered her situation, and could only hold back in silence.

"But if you have to have a reason, so to speak, I am a test subject that they ran away, can you understand this explanation?"

However, even though he had deliberately endured it, there was still some resentment in Anastas' words and eyes, but it was not aimed at Tavernar.

She still remembers how she escaped while the other party was not paying attention, and how she left bloodstains along the road on the way out of the research institute. In the end, in order to avoid the end, she jumped into the river surrounding the city of Winter and swam One night, and by the time I landed, the almost completely useless limbs.

Anastas looked at her now clean hands, those scars did not stay on her body, but they were deeply imprinted in her memory, even though hundreds of years passed by, they were still so clear.

"I know." Tavernal was finally convinced, and said calmly: "What's your number?"

Seeing Anasta's shrinking pupils, she continued in that tone of voice that seemed to know everything and didn't care about anything:

"The serial number given to you by the Doctor of Fools indicates which individual you were born with, can you tell me?"

Anasta bit her lip, "Do you have to ask these?"

"I'm sorry to make you recall unpleasant things, but this is really important to me, and I am looking for an answer."

"what?"

Tavernal put his hand on the fox mask on his face, and slowly took off the mask under Anasta's perplexed gaze, revealing the true face behind it.

"I want to know who I am, why I'm here, and—what to do."

Chapter 194 Two Doubtful Points

The behavior of Tavernaar taking off his mask and revealing his true face was completely unexpected by Anastas.

Generally speaking, there are only a few reasons why a person wears a mask, and concealing one's identity is the most common reason.

She doesn't think a powerful boss wears a mask just for fun or to look cool, especially this kind of boss who can kill two large abyssal monsters in a short time will be so boring.

So her first reaction was not to watch it—it would be silenced.

But she somehow didn't turn her head away or close her eyes, maybe there was a curiosity about it buried in her heart, a damn curiosity.

So, when she really saw the other person's face clearly, her first reaction was surprise.

This is a very good-looking face, exquisite as if carefully carved by the gods, beautiful and undiminished, with a coldness like the snow-capped peaks outside.

Then there is this face that I seem to have seen somewhere, very familiar, but I still can't remember when and where I met such a person.

If this is someone she has seen before, she shouldn't forget such a recognizable face.

While Anastas was thinking, Tavernaar was also observing her reaction.

That's not quite right, why this person didn't react at all when he saw his face. Judging from the observation just now, this is a guy who doesn't know how to hide his emotions, and his emotions are written all over his face.

"Have you looked in the mirror for so many years in this abyss?"

Tavernaer inadvertently scanned the whole of this wooden house, a simple wooden bed, a large table that is not known to be used as a desk or other, and an iron pot on the fire, and then there is nothing else decorations.

This is probably the best synonym for the bare four walls.

Tavernal retracted his gaze lightly, and looked at Anasta again.

I saw Anasta shaking his head.

Where did she get the mirror? Survival in this abyss is a big problem, and she has no time to dress up. Her clothes have been mended for many years, and she only has the opportunity to change new ones when she encounters hapless adventurers who are lost.

Sure enough, Tavernall clicked his tongue in his heart, feeling a little disappointed that the pretense he expected was not successful.

Fortunately, she quickly adjusted her mentality, "Tell me something else, you have no plan to go back?"

"Go back? Where to go?" Anasta spread her hands, her dead face was not afraid of boiling water, "I have spent most of my time staying under the abyss. There are so many fools, this is the best living environment for a person like me."

Tavernaar nodded, "So is there anything nearby that needs attention?"

"No, no, the largest number of people in the abyss are those stupid big guys just now. With your strength, you don't need to coax them at all, but it's the golden sea on the other side. To be honest, don't be angry, you must not go."

"That place is amazing. The sea has its own consciousness. It has been formed for many years, and it often attracts some stupid people with abnormal brains."

"I've seen quite a few monsters melt into the sea of ​​gold over the past few hundred years, and there's nothing left, even the belt and bones!"

The golden sea should refer to the ocean when I came here.Tavernaar's thoughts turned, and several doubts emerged one after another.

First of all, the colorful clouds on the sea showed signs of attacking her at the very beginning. Since this is the case, the concealment effect of the mask seems to have no effect on this thing that is connected with her origin of existence. The same is true of the colored clouds, and so is Anasta Saw her right away.

So the eyes that could detect Sky Island's gaze couldn't have missed her.

But the golden ocean didn't move at all. Judging from the huge waves it set off later, it wasn't impossible for it to knock itself down halfway.

This is worth pondering. Since it will lure the giant beasts from afar to approach, it means that it also needs to grow itself by devouring food from the same source, but why doesn't it attack itself.

And Anasta who lives not far away, why not exert influence remotely to lure her over.

You must know that for them who are also experimental subjects, the root power is quite pure, without too many impurities mixed in.

Can't be affected or can't be affected?

Tavernaar has doubts about this, and plans to try to contact him when he has a chance in the future.

After all, there should be a story for the guy who can yell at Sky Island's gaze.

"I see, is there anything else?"

Anastas bit her fingernails, and thought about a few more points.

One of the more noticeable is not to climb the snow peaks outside.

"reason?"

"I don't know, I just feel, I feel like you understand." Anasta tried his best to describe his feelings at that time, dancing with hands and feet: "I tried to get close when I was exploring, but when I arrived halfway up the mountain, I suddenly felt a very strange feeling. A wonderful premonition, either I was talking nonsense or I had altitude sickness, or my heart was beating hard, and I was dizzy before my eyes, so I dared to stay longer, so I hurried down."

"You really can choose a place."

Tavernall compared the location of Anasta's residence. This is the golden sea and the top of the snow mountain. It is caught in two dangers. It is considered lucky in a certain sense to be able to survive until now. .

"Yeah, yeah, I also think, it's not me bragging, I just found my place in the cracks of survival, think about it, if you don't have any strength, who would dare to come here?"

"Aren't you?" Tavernar couldn't help it.

"Ahahaha, I have no choice but to do this. Fortunately, the big bosses on both sides didn't care about me, a little shrimp, so I can be alive and kicking until today."

Anasta grinned embarrassedly, and Tavernall felt a bit of sadness when he saw her face exactly like his own with such an expression.

Anyway, Yameng is still a little different when he grows up, this is really completely the same.

Tavernaar stood up, feeling that there was no need to stay here any longer.

She already knew most of what she wanted to know. As for the rest, Tavenal had been cautious since entering the house, for fear that if she did something wrong, Anasta would be caught. Since she didn’t want to say it, she wouldn’t be the villain. .

For the sake of being a member of the Dottore Victims Association.

He didn't mean to take Anasta away. Tavernall respected her personal wishes. Since he felt that only here could he gain a sense of security, he should stay here.

"You, are you leaving?" Anasta hurriedly got up.

"Yes, I have to go around the neighborhood again."

Anasta sent Tavernaer out the door, unable to speak his farewell words for a while.

This is gone?Say no more?It's only been a while since I said it?

In the long solitude, Anastas hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time.

Although it was a bit unpleasant at the beginning, although she was a little scared, she kept looking forward to the other party leaving early... But when this thing really happened, she felt like a piece of her soul was taken out.

"That, the question you asked me before," Anasta's voice became softer and his eyes turned to the other side. "My number, I am... 11."

Chapter 195 Entrustment and Contract

"You are number one."

That seemingly elegant demon once said to her.

"You're going to be everyone's nightmare."

Nightmare, obviously that person is the representative of Nightmare, but she is called that.

Anastas was not her original name, she got it from a small town on the border of Winter.

The family that took her in for one night, the warm firelight and steaming soup bowls were her only good impression of that terrible country.

"You said you don't have a name, so let's call you Anasta." The hostess of that family told her so, and she still remembers the warm eyes.

Then the next day, she was pulled up from the bed, and the hostess lowered her voice and asked her, "Go out through the back door, walk through the woods, and bring these with you."

She only had time to put on a coat before she was pushed out the back door with a cloth package in her arms.

Until I heard the familiar footsteps in the house behind me—the footsteps of pursuers, wearing iron combat boots, stepping on the ground clearly audible.

The fear of being caught back prompted her to step forward and run into the woods behind the house, not daring to turn her head back, not daring to stop, just kept running like this, and finally ran out of the Snow Country through the guards at the border with the help of dreams at night. territory.

Only then did she have time to open the package.

It was a suit of clothes and a few slices of bread.

After changing clothes and filling his stomach, Anasta walked into the crowd of Fontaines with his newly acquired name.

Anasta, who was caught in the memory, forgot where he was for a moment, and was once again wrapped in the whirlpool of consciousness by the nightmare of the past.

Until Tavernaar's voice broke this barrier.

"No, you are no longer number 11."

Only then did Anasta turn her gaze back, and looked into Tavernaar's eyes tentatively for the first time.

Those icy blue eyes reflected the cabin behind them and Anasta standing in front of the cabin.

Anasta saw himself in Taverna's eyes, and finally remembered the reason why he thought Taverna's face was familiar.

She opened her mouth slightly: "***..."

Realizing that he couldn't hold back the mantra again, Anasta hurriedly covered his mouth, "No, no, listen to my explanation..."

The atmosphere that had just been brewing was disturbed by this ignorant guy in an extremely down-to-earth way. Tavernar almost couldn't hold back and scolded, but she restrained herself, rolled her eyes slightly, and decided not to What kind of provocative pretense are you doing?

"I want to say that you are no longer a test subject to be manipulated at will. You are Anastas, not some shit number 11. Let that number go to hell, Anastas."

Anasta nodded blankly, his nose sore, and he turned his head away quickly.

She's so moved that she's about to leave and say such things. Wouldn't it be more boring to be alone in the future?

"You, will you come back?"

"I don't know, maybe."

"Then can I ask you two things, if you're free, uh, forget it if you're not free..." As she spoke, she gradually lost her confidence.

Even if they are relatives, there is no need for the other party to help her, not to mention her attitude was so bad at the beginning.

"Tell me, if it's not troublesome..."

"No trouble, no trouble, if you have the opportunity to go to Zhidong or Sumeru in the future, just go and greet a few old friends for me. Their names and addresses are probably..."

Tavernal wrote down the message, "I see, I will go back to find them if I have a chance, but you have to be mentally prepared, ordinary people are not as immortal as us."

"I know, I am very grateful for your promise..." Anasta breathed a sigh of relief.

Taverna nodded, "Then, I also have a few things for you to do."

"It should, you say."

"You have a lot of space here. I plan to store some things here in the future. You will be in charge of guarding and picking them up for me. Correspondingly, I will provide you with some daily necessities that are only available outside. You should need them quite a bit. No problem, right? "

Taverna had the idea of ​​using the [door door] to remotely store some things long ago. At first, she considered letting Victoria be responsible, but after all, Victoria is just an ordinary person, and the things she transports may not be every time. They are all safe and harmless, like the Nail of Cold Weather.