Then he asked Sir about the places that had such symbols.
Sir told him that only the underground tunnels beneath the main city had such symbols.
Rebels once entered the tunnels, and the Church of Pain at the ti took a long ti to clear them out.
However, due to the clashes then, many parts of the tunnels collapsed and beca unsafe, leading to their complete abandonnt, with entrances later sealed.
Wen Yan got a definite answer and bid farewell to Sir.
Based on his previous experience, he ca to a corner in the southwestern region, where there was a dilapidated collapsed house.
He entered the cellar of the house, and at the deepest part, he removed so rotten wooden planks and saw an opening.
As he thought, no matter how things change, the foundation was still the original world.
Such small quests that typical players wouldn't bother with most likely wouldn't have changed much.
Entering the murky air of the sewers, after advancing a dozen ters, it beca a vast, dark tunnel.
Wen Yan tried lighting the small torches on both sides of the tunnel, illuminating the environnt.
He proceeded along, using the map from his mory, coupled with past mories, quickly reaching the dungeon entrance through the maze-like tunnels.
The lock on the main door was completely rusted and corroded; with a slight pry of a stick he found at random, it snapped.
He pushed open the door, and the grinding tallic screech echoed through the tunnel, starting a flow of the stifling air.
He stepped in, the floor bearing dark red marks, like layers of dried blood shades accumulated over ti.
In so cells, remnants of skeletons could still be seen, once prisoners here.
He continued to the deepest part of the cells, covered in a thick layer of dust, indicating no one had visited for a very long ti.
He checked each cell, finally pushing open a dilapidated cell door in the deepest part and saw sothing resembling a human inside.
It was like a thin, emaciated corpse, bound by decayed chains on its limbs, neck, and waist.
Upon hearing motion, the corpse moved slightly but showed no reaction to the Yang Energy on Wen Yan, confirming to Wen Yan that it wasn't undead.
The gaunt shadow slowly lifted its head, the settled dust on it congealed.
As the thin figure moved, the nearly stone-like dust broke and fell in chunks.
The person lifted its head, opened hollow eyes, looked at Wen Yan, and couldn't help but close its eyes again, as if the light on Wen Yan was too piercing.
Wen Yan retracted the Yang Energy from himself and asked.
"What is your na?"
The gaunt figure stared blankly at Wen Yan, stared for a long ti, seemingly rembering how to speak.
In a hoarse voice, a few words were slowly uttered.
"Nuriya."
Distant mories surged in Wen Yan's heart, he was a bit taken aback: the little girl from the novice days who gave out quests and good stuff?
"The apple-selling girl?"
Nuriya raised her head, her empty gaze suddenly seed illuminated, she looked at Wen Yan.
"You're from the outside world, right? Only outsiders call that!"
"Yes." Wen Yan's heart vaguely harbored an uneasy guess, "How did you end up here? Why have you beco like this?"
Wen Yan took out so water and fed a bit to Nuriya. Looking at her emaciated body, nearly a dried corpse with no signs of life, but indeed still living and for a very long ti.
Wen Yan tried to release the shackles, but Nuriya easily slipped free from them with a slight twitch of her limbs.
Her limbs were weak, just hanging in the chains on her neck and waist, yet she seed accustod, speaking to herself.
"I was very curious about the Great Mage's house at that ti, often going there to play.
Later, he told our world is fake, and we are all fake.
This is just a ga, like those stories we hear.
In the wilderness outside, there are endless Demonic Beasts and always more undead to clear.
Because even if they die, they will continue to resurrect in the wilderness.
Our world is a fake world made for you players' slaughter gas.
We are all fake people too.
He also told about things that would happen in the future.
Because all those things were designed by real people in the outside world."
Wen Yan listened quietly, and when Nuriya stopped, he asked a question.
"Why?"
"Because he said he was bored and wanted to see if he could change sothing.
But triggered sothing else, which I didn't understand.
Since that day, I no longer needed to eat, and I could not die.
When the Church found , because I was severely injured, my heart pierced, yet I didn't die.
They called a miracle, wanted to ask sothing.
I told them, but they didn't believe .
They've locked here for a long, long ti, with nobody visiting.
Have they forgotten ?"
"The Church of Pain is no more, now it's the Holy Light Church."
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