Mechanical Alchemist

Chapter 157 Twisted Light Gate

On the 19th, she didn't like to fight, and when the five major families and the large army of the city guard came to contain her, she had long since disappeared.

The movement in Dawn Camp roared all night.

Those guys were probably trying to find the accomplices of the wanted man, but they found nothing.

As an accomplice, Su Lun is even more leisurely.

He found a remote cliff to rest for the night.

There is nothing wrong with camping on the rock wall, but occasionally some strange-looking bugs will climb up to say hello.

No one slept soundly. Early in the morning, Su Lun was squatting on the only way to the ruins not far from Dawn Camp.

He was guarding with a group of loose hunters who had no money to live in the city, waiting for the big team that set out to hunt to pick them up and go with them.

Not long after, the large troops left the city one after another.

Hearing that there was a hunting group going to Dongcheng, Su Lun randomly mixed up with a team that was close to the destination and set off.

Following the group, we can inquire about some news from last night.

Go hunting the famine, or make up "history".

There is a huge black lake in the DC area near Central.

There is a ruined building by the lake, where the [1911 Hotel] was found.

Before coming, Su Lun thought there would not be too many people here.

As a result, when we arrived, there were a total of one or two thousand people.

These guys have built a small camp here with rocks and machinery.

Looking at the flags on the tents in the camp, there are dozens of large and small hunting groups.

The ones in charge are naturally the big hunting groups directly under the five major families.

Su Lun was not in a hurry to enter the camp like other hunters to find out about the cursed space, but looked at the deployment of the camp.

What he thought in his mind was not how to get in first, but how to run away after coming out of the cursed space.

He still had the cards that Mr. Hei gave him last night in his pocket, although it made Su Lun feel that the dungeon was much less dangerous.

But... always feel like something is going to happen.

Looking around, I didn't find the guy who seemed to have seen the card cloak man before.

Su Lun didn't look much, and entered the camp.

In addition to wild hunters with live ammunition in the camp, there are also intelligence businessmen who look like "scalpers" and sell intelligence everywhere.

These guys have made their business directly to the front line of hunting. They don't need to enter the ruins themselves. They only need to buy the latest information from the hunters who come out, and then collect and sell them to earn objective profits.

Most of the people who will come here to hunt wildlands are wild hunters with some strength.

If you can buy some information to increase your chances of survival, no one will be stingy.

The business of intelligence merchants is good.

And while Su Lun was hanging out in the camp, a middle-aged man with a mustache approached him: "Hey, brother, do you want to buy information? The latest information, guaranteed value for money."

"How much?"

"fifty thousand."

"let it go."

"Ten thousand?"

"No money."

"Cut, poor bastard."

Su Lun didn't rush to spend money, but pricked up his ears to eavesdrop.

It is better to listen to all the words of the family.

I inquired about it, and it was similar to the news I bought from "Red Nose" Fox, and there was some new information.

It probably means that the "ownership" of this cursed space belongs to the five major families, but they can't eat it themselves, so it is open to all hunting groups. After entering, they must complete a certain exploration task designated by them. After completing it, the harvest belongs to the individual, and there are additional rewards;

Most of the ninety-nine guest rooms on the first floor of the hotel space were explored in this way.

None of these conditions sound wrong.

Risk for return.

As for the pictures of the five major families, in their words, they only need the high-level items on the second floor of this space, and the final "curse source".

The twisted light gate of the cursed space will appear twice a day, and about a hundred people can enter at one time.

The casualty rate fluctuated high and low.

Sometimes inexplicably, the group disappears,

Sometimes most people survive,

Overall, the death rate is around 60%.

This is still an acceptable range.

Because of the exploration mission arranged in advance, the people in the camp also roughly speculated that there are several rooms on the first floor that are "high-risk rooms" that cannot be explored based on the casualty rate.

As for the information on the second floor that Su Lun wanted to know, there was still very little.

To sum up, the first floor is mostly first-order weird (black iron and silver);

On the second floor, it is said that strangeness starts with silver, and there are an unknown number of second-order strangeness.

The death rate of this instance is not low. Although there are one or two thousand people in the camp, there are not many who really dare to go.

Exactly two calls a day, almost one hundred people can get together.

Su Lun signed up for the next round of exploration into the cursed space, and received a task to explore room 1088.

Then sit in the candidate area and listen to the temporary captain explaining some precautions this time.

"After entering, no one is allowed to hunt down the guests in the hotel in advance! Otherwise, after midnight, these dead people will definitely become 'ghost species', and you will harm yourself and others!"

"1021, 1055, 1071 remember, these three rooms are not allowed to be opened, and you are not allowed to harass the guests of these three rooms!"

"You can look for clues, but don't offend the guests and do some strange things. Otherwise, you will be caught by the hotel guards, and you will die if you lock them up! Last time, a guy with a sperm head harassed a lady, but he himself It’s cool, but it also made the lady who was originally a guest on the second floor didn’t go up until midnight, and directly transformed into a second-order weirdness on the first floor, almost destroying the team.”

"Before the ghost fog appeared, we had plenty of time to look for clues. But remember, don't just trigger some difficult plots. Only the fewer accidents, the better the chance we will survive in the end."

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Su Lun listened silently, as much as he guessed.

Although the plot unfolds in the cursed space every time you enter it is the same, but because of human intervention, the ending is different.

For example, when the ghost fog falls at midnight, there is a big difference between the guests in the room and those who are not in the room.

Although it will become weird, maybe the combat power is the weird gap between black iron and silver.

The difference between dead and alive is also very big, the dead will become "ghost species", and the living will be "zombie species".

And when Su Lun and the others listened to the temporary captain explaining the precautions.

There was a sudden uproar in the camp.

"Look! The Cursed Space Exit has appeared!"

"It's from the Falcons."

"Hey, there are a lot of people who survived this time. It seems that they have achieved a good harvest."

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Not far from the camp, an oval twisted light gate several meters high suddenly appeared.

Like a black hole, it sucks in all the light around it.

This is also how regular cursed spaces appear.

In this noisy moment, some wild hunters who were more or less injured came out one after another from the pitch-black light gate.

However, although these surviving people were a little embarrassed, they all had relieved smiles on their faces.

Coming out alive means that the harvest has only now become "real money".

The first time these people came out, professional businessmen were already standing at the door of the space, vying to bid to buy the treasures they brought out.

"Thirteen pieces of black iron, five pieces of silver curse materials."

"Oh, it's actually a rare ancient inauguration material"

"My God, Brother Belloc, where did you find so many alchemy books? This batch of goods can be sold for at least seven million!"

"Wow~ High-purity gemstones, this is a good material for enchanting. One piece is worth 300,000 yuan. Brother, you have made a fortune. This bag is worth it."

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Merchants are taking stock of the hunters' harvest.

The quotations again and again stimulate the excitement of the hunters outside.

Not to mention that those hunters may have hidden treasures that they haven't taken out, just the gains in front of them will benefit more than one million per capita.

For the vast majority of ordinary hunters, this is already a fortune worth gambling.

Su Lun also squeezed past the crowd, but his eyes fell on the twisted door of light.

The Omniscient Eye took a look and identified the result.

【1911 Hotel】

Detailed explanation: The large compound cursed space seals the limbs of a super-order creature '***'. The guests have been contaminated with corpse gas, and at midnight, they will be completely deformed into weirdness. If you survive in the space for 24 hours, the space exit will appear again; if you die in the space, the blood will impact and destroy the seal, and the current breaking progress is 1157/3000;

Su Lun saw the information about this cursed space, and his heart was not disturbed.

Even when he saw that the "source of pollution" was an asterisk super-order limb fragment, he was not surprised.

Without this kind of super-level existence, it is impossible to make the whole hotel distorted into weirdness.

Looking at the last sentence again, he muttered in his heart: "It really is this kind of urine again."

Such a well-produced cursed space was shared, and the five major families really did not feel at ease.

Su Lun was only suspicious before, but now looking at this information, it is ironclad proof.

It seems that they also knew another way to destroy this dimension through some way.

That is, you don't need to explore, just take human life to fill it.

Probably because the scope of land reclamation is getting wider and wider recently, and there are not enough slave groups, these guys are thinking of attracting scattered groups in this way.

"I said why the death rate remains high, and it turns out that it is."

The same dungeon, it is reasonable to say that the more times you brush, the lower the chance of battle damage, but the mortality rate here is always around 60%, which is very strange.

But it's not all about killing the group, leaving some living people out, spreading the news, and attracting more people.

No matter how you look at it, it all feels tricky.

Seeing this, Su Lun didn't have much interest in the treasures produced by those ruins. He put his eyes on everyone who came out, and paid special attention to those who were not injured or who were not so excited.

Soon, he found something.

After the twisted light gate appeared, it disappeared again.

Until evening, the entrance reappeared.

And there were more than 100 people in the camp, waiting in line to enter.

Su Lun was going anyway, and he led the corpse in the middle of the queue.

He glanced at the team that entered this time again, but still did not find the person who might be the "Card Cloak Man".

"Am I wrong?"

Su Lun didn't think much of it, and followed the team into the space.

And after he went in, he didn't know that there was a little episode outside.

The number of people entering the space is not constant, about a hundred people.

But in fact, the stronger the people who go in, the fewer people there are.

There were more than 100 people prepared, but as we entered, the door of light suddenly disappeared.

This unusual scene also stunned everyone.

"Hey, why did so many people enter this time, and the door of light disappeared?"

"It seems to be only over sixty, right?"

"That's not right, even if a second-order professional led the team that time, more than 90 people went in. How can there be so many less this time?"

"Is there a problem with the space?"

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The news quickly reached the ears of the managers of the small camp.

However, this did not attract their attention.

All kinds of weird things can happen in the ruins, and the number of people fluctuates, which is probably normal when they think about it.

And the leaders of these five major families of the hunting group, the headache is another matter.

In the tent, several leaders gathered together with a gloomy face to discuss something.

"The top has already issued a death order, and we must break this forbidden space as soon as possible. But now it seems that at least one or two thousand people need to be filled before this space can be cracked."

"I heard that there was a big mess at the base camp last night. The mysterious item that the 'Blood Axe Group' made last time was snatched away. It caused the black tower executives to be furious."

"Hey, it's useless to say that. Spread the news and find a way to attract more hunters."

"However, no matter how we spread it, we can only get in two hundred people a day. We can't kill people every time, right? The death rate is too high, just one or two times, and no matter how many, it won't attract the scattered people at all. group"

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On the other hand, Su Lun's group has entered the cursed space.

This is the street scene of Dawn City a thousand years ago.

A group of hunters appeared on the street, and in front of them was a luxurious building with a "1911 Hotel" sign.

The leading temporary captain also noticed the abnormal number of people, and was a little puzzled, but didn't think much about it.

"The number of people this time is a little small, everyone be careful. Remember the precautions I told you before, okay, let's go."

"Yes."

The crowd dispersed.

Seeing that the number of people who came in has dropped by a lot, Su Lun guessed something and said to himself, "Is that one really coming in?"

He was not in a hurry to enter the restaurant to hunt for treasures like everyone else, but found the source of the "malicious" and followed.

Thanks to 'Philippe' 500, and the frequent tipping of book friends 'Flaming Hongxue'~

(End of this chapter)