Campfire Shelter

[A man-made tunnel entrance has not been opened for a long time. It seems that the guy hiding under it does not know that there is actually a tunnel here. At this time, through the tunnel entrance, one can vaguely smell The stench of blood and rot. 】

"Good luck finding some clues."

Colin breathed a sigh of relief, put away the lenses, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. After using this thing many times in a row, his mind was very tired now.

However, its consumption is much smaller than that of "The Book of Numerology: Fragments", but it will be tiring if used too much.

"Don't rush, take a ten-minute break."

Colin took a deep breath, found a place to sit down, took out a piece of nut chocolate from his pocket and put it into his mouth.

Click click click.

The sweet taste of nuts and chocolate melts in your mouth.

Brain power consumption is quickly replenished.

Colin looked outside the hut. Under the dim and gloomy sky, everything was ruined and deserted, and not a single enemy could be seen.

He originally thought that after he revealed his identity, he would be attacked by a steady stream of people. Unexpectedly, the guy sent the little nun's corpse to test him and then ran away.

He ran extremely decisively without any hesitation.

"If he retreated after discovering that I could fight back through precognition, then if I go underground to look for him now, I will probably step into a trap."

Colin realized this, but there was not much time now. Even if it was a trap, he had to rush in and fight.

Moreover, the "Book of Numerology: Fragment" is not invincible. The information it gives usually has no details. Especially when he knows that the enemy is using this thing and is on guard, it is hard to say who will win and who will lose.

Shaking his head, Colin put the leftover chocolate packaging in his pocket, stood up and dusted his butt, then took out the protective clothing and gas mask from the "storage room", and then took out a bottle of shower gel and pressed it , squeeze out some milky white liquid and apply it on your protective clothing.

With these liquids as protection, he doesn't have to worry about accidentally injuring himself when he uses the blended oil.

Then, he followed the tunnel entrance and carefully climbed down along the cracks in the wall.

After climbing down for about two or three floors, Colin reached the bottom.

The landing point was an underground fissure that was not too big, but could not be said to be spacious. There were green fluorescent moss growing on the surrounding stone walls.

This kind of luminous plant also exists in the dilapidated towns outside.

Colin has never heard of or seen this kind of plant on earth, but thanks to this thing, he is not blind now.

"Natural caves. I don't know if there is black powder or saltpeter in this world."

Colin looked at this deep cave and couldn't help but recall some of the caving videos he had seen on the Internet.

In the video, nine out of ten caves like this have traces left by the local method of boiling salt in the last century.

The purpose of boiling salt is because that era was relatively chaotic, with a lot of homemade firearms, and some villages even had native cannons.

Nitre is an important element that drives these things.

Shaking his head slightly to get rid of the confusion in his heart, Colin first opened the mask and took a sniff, feeling a vague smell.

Then, he took out his "analytical lens" and started to collect some information.

[The painful smell of blood is faintly coming from this direction.]

"I thought it was outrageous that I could smell it. You are even more outrageous. Can you tell whether it hurts or not from the smell?"

Colin grunted, then without much hesitation, he lowered his voice and walked in that direction. Not long after, he encountered a fork in the road.

He simply identified the direction and chose the one on the right.

A few minutes later, Colin suddenly left the scope of the natural cave and saw artificial traces underground.

It looked like a corridor, surrounded by gray stone bricks, and the top of the wall was inlaid with some stones that emitted a light green light.

"If I were not in a hurry, I would have to get two of them."

Colin withdrew his eyes from the glowing stone and continued on his way.

After turning left and right for more than ten minutes, he discovered the strangeness of this underground man-made structure - it was too huge.

Not only that, it is also very complicated. Every time you take a few steps, you will encounter several forked roads, empty rooms, and secret doors that cannot be discovered without an "analytical lens". It is simply like an intricate underground maze. .

These secret doors are sometimes above the head, sometimes under the feet or in a corner.

Each one seems to extend infinitely, and I don’t know where it leads.

"Who on earth built such a large underground maze? The key point is that the ventilation here seems to be quite good, but I don't know how."

As Colin walked, he was impressed by the vastness and magic of this underground world.

After walking for another ten minutes, Colin passed through a tunnel when he suddenly stopped at his feet and smelled a faint smell of blood.

"About to arrive"

Colin slowed down, poked his head out of the corridor, and found an extremely spacious hall outside, probably covering an area of ​​several thousand square meters.

Different from the previous ones, there were a few candles lit in the hall in front of me. In the soft light of the fire, a huge oval long table was placed in the middle of the hall, with exquisite tableware placed on the long table.

In sharp contrast to this soft environment, there are a group of bloated and pale corpses hanging from the ceiling.

And a death-like scream came from behind a door in the hall.

It was those people before. Colin narrowed his eyes slightly and did not act in a hurry. Instead, he raised his gaze again and glanced at the corpses on the ceiling. Many of them looked familiar.

It turned out to be those villagers from before. After a cursory scan, the number of corpses was over two hundred.

He picked up the "analytical lens" and took a look at it.

[A group of unactivated puppets, they are like decorations at the moment and actually play no role. 】

"It seems like he didn't notice me."

With a slight nod, Colin quietly walked into the hall and cautiously touched the door.

Then, he turned sideways and carefully took a look.

The pupils dilated slightly, allowing more light to enter the field of vision.

He saw that behind the corridor about five meters away was a spacious and huge kitchen.

In the kitchen, a huge three-meter-tall creature was dealing with something with its back to him. Its back was covered with lumps the size of a human face.

To be precise, the bumps are faces.

On the top of the back is a huge head, which is composed of exposed muscles, blood vessels, and brain tissue.

The head is covered with constantly rotating eyes, and many arms and limbs hang down from it.

At first glance, it looks like a giant fat man with a jellyfish headdress full of eyes on his head.

And underneath it are densely packed legs like millipedes.

When Colin looked at the monster, he happened to see him tear off the right hand of a "brave" who was nailed to the table and insert it under his head.

Then the arm can actually be used!

"What a human suture monster."

Colin's eyelids twitched when he saw it. He had the impression that the last person who could plug and play was the dance master Uchiha Madara.

In other areas of the room like the kitchen, various fresh ingredients are scattered, including fresh eyeballs, lung slices sashimi, blood tofu, raw brain flowers, red oil cold seaweed, shredded pork ribs and fried sausages.

At the same time, the person who seemed to have fainted from the pain just now woke up again in pain because his arm was cut off, screaming in agony.

ps: Sure enough, descriptions of blood and gore will be blocked, but reporting dish names will not. I suddenly realized it.