Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 1068 Six. "The Sunken Land" (six)

  6. Death

  Death is the end of all things, the truth of the universe, and a terrible ending that cannot be avoided from ants to the stars in the depths of the starry sky. And just as everything begins, everything ends.

The darkness shrouded in the depths of the fog was dissipated by the dim light of the oil lamp, and Lu Li, who came to the unfamiliar environment, suddenly fell heavily. His body lost coordination, and a mischievous perception reversal appeared on him. He raised his left hand and turned it into a right hand. Lift the right leg to become the left leg. When Lu Li was reluctant to get used to the confusion, he climbed up from the "floor" and found that the ceiling was under his feet, the floor was above his head, as well as tables, chairs, doors and windows, and stairs. He went around the ceiling fan to the window and saw the upside-down house hanging upside down from the rock dome, the abyss below peeking out of the depths.

  Lu Li already knew where it was: the filthy sewers in one of the forbidden regions, a forgotten place. He guessed that if the first level was a swamp, the second level was a filthy sewer, and the third level would be a weird jungle? Lu Li tried to call the businessman and the evil parchment who no longer responded when he came here, only the businessman appeared on the "ceiling" and could not communicate. The only thing Lu Li could understand in the whole house was a note on the table:

  【Congratulations to the second level】

  【I hope you can still understand the note, otherwise you may miss this tip】

  【What you have to do is very simple, stand in front of the window and see the exit of the filthy sewer in the distance? When you get there you will enter the third level]

  【Remember, there will be no rewards for eliminating other players, this is a cooperative level】

   At this moment, there was a noise from the upstairs below. Lu Li followed the guidance of the voice to the second floor, and heard the sound of glass shattering from the room at the end of the corridor. The evil neighbor who smashed the glass stood on the ceiling like Lu Li, but in the same situation, they couldn't understand each other's language at all - the neighbor then made an amazing move, he took the dagger like crazy He opened his throat, but there were no pictures of blood spraying everywhere. He disappeared in place like a touched bubble, as if death had freed him. The evil parchment whispered at this moment to convince Lu Li to commit suicide, making Lu Li believe it. What seems to be more than a coincidence is that the medicine that Vice-President Chris prepared for the exorcist contained an eternal sleep pill. Then, after searching the house and finding nothing, Lu Li took the sleeping pills because of his trust.

  …

The dim light of the    oil lamp disturbed the misty gloom, and Lu Li stood on the ceiling of the upside-down house—or upside-down Lu Li stood on the ceiling. Turning the world upside down makes Lu Li recognize this place: the filthy sewers in one of the forbidden places. Go around the ceiling fan at your feet and come to the window, turning the world upside down and making the house under your feet look like an island in the deep sea. There was no response from the evil parchment, and the merchants who arrived were unable to communicate, only a slip of paper on the table with recognizable words.

When    finished reading the note, Lu Li heard the sound of rolling from the second floor below his feet. When he came upstairs and walked into the room at the end, he saw a figure in front of the window of the neighbor's house. He seemed to be waiting for Lu Li. He couldn't wait to remind Lu Li that "death can be restored", and then cut his neck with a dagger. The pensive exorcist scoured the house before taking the "Pill of Eternal Sleep", bewitched by the evil parchment.

  …

   The darkness in the depths of the fog was like a veil, lifted by the dim light of the oil lamp. Lu Li was standing in the old living room that no one cared about. The floor was covered with thick dust, the slip of paper on the table was written with indecipherable words, and the ceiling was covered with messy footprints. Lu Li stepped on the dining table and observed these footprints—they were so familiar, but the exorcist had no memory or impression of this place. The evil parchment was silent, and the businessman told Lu Li that this was a filthy sewer.

Lu Li followed the extended footprints and came upstairs. The footprints on the ceiling wandered at the end of the corridor, in the rooms with scattered stones and broken glass on the floor, and checked every room, and finally confirmed the conjecture from the businessman: Lu Li had twice I've been here before, standing on the ceiling - those traces were indeed left by Lu Li himself. Now is the third time. As for whether there will be a fourth time, Lu Li can't confirm. All he can do at the moment is write down a note, put it next to the note that may also be reserved for him next time, and then leave. On the empty long street blown by the quiet wind. In a house with a wooden sign not far away, Lu Li met another group of people. These players from various factions are allied with each other, some of them are as normal as Lu Li, and some of them are standing on the ceiling - just like Lu Li before.

  Lu Li knew from their mouths that every death would be assimilated by the filthy sewer: as the death progressed, the memory of the outside world was lost, and then gradually became part of the filthy sewer, just like the people who once lived here. This united team with exorcists instinctively escaped from this place, but the Fallen, who had already sunk into corruption and had died many times, appeared with a biting chill, killing everyone present, including the exorcist.

  …

  The dim yellow light of the oil lamp dispels the darkness in the depths of the fog. Lu Li was standing in the old, dusty living room, and on the dining table with shoe prints there was a note left by himself, who claimed to be the third time. Then, Lu Li searched, left a note, and left the house that he may have searched four times. He came to the wooden sign house that he may have been to, and encountered a pair of twins who he may have met and was **** by them. The silhouette of the person learned from their mouths the information that they may have known, and finally died in the bone-chilling cold that they may have encountered.

  …

  The surging dark fog lit up the dim yellow light of the oil lamp, and the silhouette of the exorcist appeared for the sixth time in the living room of the old house. All the slips of paper were unrolled - they pieced together the truth of the filthy sewers: some invisible force pushed the land away. Not only this forbidden place, but the Tournament, and the city of late night, and the evil parchment that whispers faintly. Together, they tell Lu Li: death is the only chance to get close to the cursed title of the rotting sewers. But to pick that seductive fruit requires not only trust, but also a terribly rational will - what makes a person who is not despairing and not a pessimist choose to end his life?

   The parchment usurped all the credits of Midnight City, and only made Lu Li think that everything was its guide. After ending his life time and time again, Lu Li finally felt the call from somewhere in the filthy sewer and came to the empty and silent street. The current exorcists are the same as the fallen ones wandering the forbidden land, perhaps even higher - because they are immersed in useless killing, and no one can help them free. The call from the shadows guided Lu Li to a dark and towering church. Here, he meets the real inhabitants of this place, and the nameless crown emerges above his head, celebrating Lu Li as one of them——

   Then, the emerging fog enveloped Lu Li, and in the roar of unwillingness one after another, the new inhabitants of the filthy sewers were taken away like the evil parchment that took the credit for the late night city.

   (end of this chapter)