Lord of the Heavens

Chapter 209 A Deal from Seniors

As the sun rose, Yang Zhao finally saw all the layout of the room clearly.

An old bed with a layer of sheets on it. Not far from the end of the bed is a wardrobe. Judging from the scratches on the wardrobe, this should be the second hiding place.

The head of the bed corresponds to the desk where he got the knife, and there is a pool of blood on the desk, which should be his own blood.

Next to the blood was a thin little book, which was not soaked in blood, which was one of the few good news.

Sure enough, there was nothing in the kitchen or bathroom, which meant that people who came here had to go out, otherwise they would definitely not be able to survive.

Yang Zhao took a deep breath, the smell of blood from his body still made him a little uncomfortable, but he still stood up with exhaustion and walked towards the small desk.

Sitting down on the stool, Yang Zhao was not in a hurry to read the booklet, but carefully opened the clothes wrapped around his left hand.

hiss~
He gasped, because he clenched his fist nervously just now, and now part of the clothes are glued to the wound that runs through his palm, tearing the clothes is like tearing the wound again.

It felt so sour that a thin layer of sweat appeared on Yang Zhao's naked upper body.

After the clothes were slowly taken off, Yang Zhao's blood, which had been somewhat stagnated, gushed out again.

"The wound is too big, as long as it gets infected, I will die!"

Yang Zhao frowned. He looked around, but found no medical equipment. He could only pick up a knife and cut the blood-soaked shirt into strips.

I don't know what material this knife is made of, it's extremely sharp, and I don't know if the scarlet on the knife is his own blood or that monster's blood.

As the wound on his hand was re-bandaged, Yang Zhao's gaze also turned to the booklet that might contain important information.

He wiped the blood on the table with the rest of the cloth, and wiped his right hand on the trouser leg.

After ensuring that no blood would stain the booklet, Yang Zhao picked up the booklet and opened it.

The first page was in English, but Yang Zhao, as Zhao Qu's one-in-one contractor, could of course understand it.

"My name is Sareth. When you see this sentence, it proves that I am dead. I am sure that the next contractor will come. This is a reminder, and when you read the following content, if I can go back alive, I hope you can help me take care of my family."

Next, this page is the person's introduction to himself, as well as the introduction of his family members.

Yang Zhao read it patiently, because he knew that if something unexpected happened, he would probably end up with the same result.

After reading all the information on this person, Yang Zhao closed his eyes and remembered the handwriting in his heart, and thought: "Brother, as long as I can go back alive, I will help take care of your family!"

Yang Zhao opened his eyes and turned the page, the handwriting filled the second page.

"I accidentally signed a contract when I was working, and then I was sent to this ghost place. It's unbelievable, but it's true. You can look at the mark of the Lord God on your right arm."

Yang Zhao's eyes slanted slightly. He didn't know when there was a dragon-shaped tattoo on his shoulder. He didn't notice it just now, but it looks weird now.

"It was daytime when I came. After exploring, I found that I was not the first contractor to arrive. I don't need to say what this means."

"Those contractors didn't leave a message, and I don't know who I am, but I know that as long as I don't live for fifteen days, then I won't be the last."

"So I kept my eyes open and started to record everything I experienced, hoping to make a deal with the next contractor when something unexpected happens."

"Just like the world introduction said, those monsters will appear at night."

"Remember, don't make any movement at night, those monsters seem to have very keen senses of smell and hearing."

"Because of my vigilance, I was lucky to escape the first night. The monster didn't find me, so I had a chance of survival."

"But I found some problems again, food, there is no food in this room, so I plan to start contacting people in this world."

"I came back alive. The people here are not as scary as I imagined. They are even very... enthusiastic, making me feel as warm as home."

"This makes me feel that fifteen days is not so difficult, as long as you don't make a little noise at night."

"But I still plan to record it, because I don't believe it will be that simple. After all, I am not the first contractor to come here."

"Now the sun is about to set, they are coming soon, the record will wait until tomorrow."

From the handwriting to the information here, I feel relatively relaxed in everything. It seems that Sareth was in a good state of mind when writing this.

This booklet is not big, and just finished reading it here, Yang Zhao turned a chapter.

Yang Zhao's brows furrowed violently. The thing in this picture is the key point. Judging from the flustered pen and ink, this person recorded in a panic.

"This is the third night. I was wrong, so wrong. I actually started to think that this task was a real novice task."

"The footsteps outside my door increased to two on the second night, but passed easily as I slowed down my breathing."

"But now, there are four footsteps at my door and knocking on the door without me making a sound."

"This makes me very confused. Is this an increase every day?"

"No, no, I remembered some details, but I am not sure, because this is just a guess, and it may make you misjudge, brother."

"The knocking on the door is getting louder and louder. I know that they really found me. I can only record my thoughts. Brother, you should think about it yourself."

The English written here and there has become more and more sloppy, and even some words need to be analyzed by Yang Zhao to come up with complete sentences.

"The civilians in this small town are the key. I noticed the difference in their hands. Some civilians have purple marks on their left little fingers. They are very enthusiastic. Everyone they meet is like meeting family members."

"Promise me, stay away from them, and don't eat any food they give. I suspect that the monsters that will grow are attracted by them, but this is just a guess and I can't be sure. I believe you will have your own judgment."

"They are starting to hit the door. I don't have much time. I found two weapons in three days. Now I leave one for you."

"Remember, don't talk at night, watch out for the purple marks on your little finger, and help me take care of my family!"

Yang Zhao read it carefully. He turned back and found that there was no more information. He closed his eyes and went through the information in his mind, and had a general understanding of the world.

Weird!Incomparably weird!

Day and night are two worlds, peace during the day and killing at night.

He put the booklet back to its original place, and if he couldn't survive, the next contractor could also help this old man fulfill his wish.

After I have the information, I will also record some things on it. After all, everyone has family members. Under the premise of my own death, it is very cost-effective to use the information to make transactions with the people behind.

As for the people behind not helping. Without this option, ordinary people simply don't have 100% confidence in living.

Thinking of him, he set his sights on the almost broken door.

(End of this chapter)