The final gentleman

"No matter whether you succeed in obtaining the relic or not, I will not wait for you at the foot of the mountain.

After you complete this event and go down the mountain, you need to walk back to the previous road. I will wander there from time to time for up to ten days. I wish you good luck. "

The coachman mechanically left a message and drove the carriage away.

The three of them were not in a hurry to climb the mountain. They first made a series of observations about the situation at the bottom of the mountain.

After standing in the gray forest area for five minutes, I was not attacked by any activated trees, nor did I encounter the weird rabbit that blocked my way before.

An area that should be dangerous seems unusually quiet.

“The diseased creatures in the woods at the foot of the mountain, regardless of whether they are conscious or not, instinctively do not dare to come close to this place.

According to the records of the investigation team, any animal that approaches the pilgrims will have its eyes gouged out. Perhaps it is for this reason that nearby creatures do not dare to approach this pilgrimage road.

Our order of going up the mountain is temporarily planned as follows:

I will jointly explore the path with Little Putao at the front,

The mission of the rear is troublesome for Mr. Reagan. If your sensors detect that I am taking the wrong path, or if you find that the mountain road behind you has changed under the influence of the gray field, just remind me immediately.

Jin, just stay in the middle,

Whether I encounter danger from the front or Reagan is attacked from behind, you can provide immediate support. "

"OK!"

The little pendant on Jin's shoulder also started to get serious. The chicken feathers all over the body were spread out at fixed angles, revealing the multi-eye structure inherited from Chicken Granny, which can also have the effect of precise observation and illusion seeing.

Yi Chen, who was walking at the front, signaled to wait a moment, "Little Putao seems to be asleep. I'm going to wake him."

As the idea was conveyed to Lorian, Little Putao's true self was released from the [Consciousness Ward] built by Lorian.

His whole body trembled as he emerged from between his collars, and one of his hands was still holding on to Yi Chen's neck, giving him a feeling of being hollowed out.

When we started to climb the rugged mountain road,

Yi Chen was also a little curious. Little Putao didn't send any messages. According to his character, he should be complaining constantly.

"Hey, are you okay?" I wanted to tell you about Yuehen in advance, but seeing that you were in a state of excitement about contacting [Cold Lake Cemetery], I decided to forget it. Lorian didn't do anything to you, right? 』

"No……"

"We are already climbing a mountain, and we will soon encounter special patients related to [polyphthalmia]. We may be able to get the high-quality grapes you have been thinking about day and night." 』

"oh. 』

After Little Putao gave a simple reply, he crossed his legs and sat directly on Yi Chen's shoulders. In this state, he seemed to be depressed with half a cigarette in his mouth.

"Then take it easy a little bit." 』

This state did not last long. The pores on Xiao Guo's body overflowed with cold lake water, and he washed his face with cold water to cheer himself up.

Then he said with a serious face: "Give me all the grapes you got during the mountain climbing. If you can let me advance and evolve into a more advanced posture, there may be a chance of survival." 』

Yi Chen smiled slightly and did not explain anything more.

After a night of communication with Yuehen, Yi Chen didn't see any disguise on the other person's face, and it was basically determined to be a sincere communication.

Even if he wants his life, as Yuehen said, he will have to wait until Yi Chen matures enough, that is, after he breaks through the "human limit".

Although there are still some detailed threats that need to be considered, what needs to be done now is to focus on mountain climbing.

There is currently only one rugged and winding mountain road, so there is no need to make any fork in the road.

After about fifteen minutes of climbing, the "pilgrim" detailed in the incident finally appeared on the mountain trail.

Their bodies are as slender as dead trees, which may be related to long-term hiking and lack of nutrition.

His whole body was wrapped only in a tattered piece of cloth.

Each held a small object in their hands, whether it was glass marbles, a metal ring, or a piece of paper. It was a relic from their former relatives. It seemed that they wanted to use the pilgrimage to lead the souls of their relatives to the future. The other world of illness.

Kneel on your knees, lean forward, and hit your head completely on the ground, forming a triangular kneeling posture.

Without verification, it is easy to determine that these pilgrims are dead and are weak people who were eliminated in advance and did not have time to get sick.

Their corpses were neatly arranged in the next mountain road, one every two or three meters, extending into the depths of the thick fog in the mountains, and it was impossible to confirm whether there was an end.

"Little Grape, help me."

Yi Chen tried to get close to the corpse of a pilgrim, like a worker hanging a safety rope, letting the little grape tied to the roots slowly descend, to peek at the pilgrim's face buried at the bottom.

The visual scene that came back was quite strange, making Yi Chen frown.

The deceased pilgrim's eyes were deprived of his eyes, which was to be expected, but he retained a smile.

This smile is not painful or distorted, but a genuine smile that comes from the heart, and can even be described as 'excited'... It's as if his own pilgrimage has not failed at all and is still continuing.

Yi Chen observed several dead pilgrims one after another and this was the case.

As he observed the fifth corpse,

Reagan, who was at the end of the team, noticed something unusual and shouted quickly: "William, be careful of the back of the corpse!"

Almost at the same moment as he shouted, the back of the corpse really started to squirm.

Because it was covered by tattered pieces of cloth, it was not clear what was moving, but there were many of them and different sizes.

Yi Chen did not move away, but took back Little Putao who was 'hanging'... It was left to Little Putao to observe the strange squirming on his back alone, and Yi Chen chose to close his eyes.

At the same time, Yi Chen also reached out to his teammates below the mountain road to signal that he would try to handle this matter first, and they would judge whether they needed help based on the situation.

Gajigaji~ The back of the corpse has been maintaining multi-grained squirming without further changes or threats. It seems to be waiting for passers-by to uncover the shabby cloth that blocks the squirming area.

Phew~

Yi Chen held the ax in one hand, pinched the corner of the cloth with the other, and pulled slowly.

When the rag slipped from his back, a dense and extremely uncomfortable scene was observed by Little Putao's single eye and transmitted back to Yi Chen's brain.

The back of the corpse was covered with grapes of various sizes, from various mountain animals, except for the lack of human eye structures... These eyeballs may be related to the pilgrims' food during their lifetime.

Just when the rag slipped,

All the granular eyes were staring at the ‘revealer’ in front of them, and a mental invasion carrying the origin of psychosis instantly acted on Little Grape.

But...buzz!

The mental impact from the giant eye at the bottom of the lake went in the opposite direction.

There is quite a feeling of ‘opposing waves’, but this mental collision is invisible to the naked eye.

The next second,

Crackling~ It was as if someone was setting off firecrackers in the mountains. All the eyes on the back of the body exploded, and no one survived.

After finishing all this, Little Putao put his hands on his hips and said rather disdainfully:

"This kind of low-end pupil technique is deliberately secretive and pretentious. It's really rubbish~ With such low-grade eyeballs, I can't even whet my appetite."

The little grape who instantly kills the target is like regaining his confidence.

He immediately recovered from his depressive state, stood erect on his shoulders, put one hand on his hips and pointed to the mountain road up to the top.

"I'm going to blow up all your shitty grapes today, so come on!"