Chapter 1061 Bartending From Hell "The Evil of the Abyss"

As usual, Wu Lulu's face has only two corned eyes, no nose, mouth and ears.

But this has not affected Yi Lin to interpret Wu Lulu's expression.

It's genuine.

Yi Lin didn't know what the other party liked about her.

Perhaps it was his simplicity that attracted Wu Lulu.

It needs a simple and intelligent vice-captain, and I just fit in this position.

But Wu Lulu's invitation is like applying for a job in reality.

This is a two-way selection process.

You can't force it. .

Yi Lin looked at the letter.

After more than ten seconds of silence, Yi Lin stretched out her hand towards the envelope. He pressed his fingers lightly on the envelope.

"You are right, Wu Lulu." Yi Lin smiled slightly: "Perhaps the 'invitation' before me is that as a small human being, I have the only possibility to evolve into a high-dimensional creature, and even become...a god Opportunity. Moreover, this is equivalent to the back door you gave me, as long as I become your deputy captain, all this cruelty, the game at the top, will have no connection with me."

Wu Lulu nodded: "My best friend, you are very smart." It spread its hands: "You know me, Wu Lulu is not a casual captain. Oh, you don't know, it is too tiring to manage a ship , Wu Lulu needs a cunning and shrewd helper to help Wu Lulu better manage the captive 'crew' in the ship."

Yi Lin was still smiling, noncommittal to Wu Lulu's words, and he continued with his own words: "The undead are all 'people' who have died once, including me. Perhaps it is because they have personally tasted the taste of 'death' that the undead are able to understand the meaning of death." would be so eager to 'live'."

Wu Lulu sensed that Yi Lin's tone was not right, and she remained silent. Its marinated egg eyes flashed a black expression slightly, and it remained silent.

"I've had 'bonds' with a lot of people, maybe that's a ridiculous word to you. I don't have a past, I can't even see where I came from, I don't have parents, you know what it feels like? Normal Human beings are all born from the womb of their mothers. But I... No. I don’t know when I started, I was like a 'ghost' that appeared in the world out of thin air. Because of this, with some people The fetters created gradually became the proof that I 'was alive'."

Yi Lin raised her head, looked at Wu Lulu's surprised marinated egg, and shook her head: "You don't have to look at me like that,

I also know that my speech now seems a little hypocritical, maybe I regret it as soon as I go out and scratch my head..." Yi Lin slowly, little by little, pushed the letter back to Wulu with great force. In front of Lu: "At least for now, at least for this moment, I don't regret it. "

The bar was empty.

Just make Yi Lin alone.

And the "God" in front of him.

Not everyone has the experience of talking with "God".

"Here I have killed many, many former friends with my own hands,"

"Whether it's someone I 'know', or someone I don't know'."

"I killed them with my own hands,"

"again and again."

"This world is not fair,"

"Whether they are 'alive' or 'dead', they should not encounter these things."

"If the world is fair, they, and she... should be able to survive."

The foam in the corners of Wu Lulu's eyes grew more and more.

It clearly felt a strong "sadness" from the plain tone of his best friend.

"So, I decided that no matter what I am about to experience, even if these words will be heard by the 'above', hehe, I guess I am not the only one who curses the gods. One day, I will put everything we have suffered in life or after death All of this, bit by bit, doubled back to them.”

"If I abandon my current 'ship', abandon everything in the past, and take your boat, even if I become the first officer, I will feel... I am no longer myself. Phew...you just be me Hypocritical, Wu Lulu. Do you know what 'hypocritical' is? It means 'the correct choice made by a smart and witty human being based on judgment of the situation'. In short, I decided to stay here."

"So, sorry, Wululu."

Wu Lulu's face turned from purple to black, then pink, and finally blood-colored foam gushed out of its eyeballs: "Farewell, my best friend."

It was very sad, and while wiping its tears, it took out a wooden sign [Closed today] from the bottom of the table.

"Uh...no rush, would you mind making me another glass of wine? The last one."

Yi Lin stretched out an index finger.

"good."

Her best friend Wu Lulu skillfully prepares to mix a cup of "rest" for Yi Lin to die.

"Oh don't..."

Yi Lin hastily stopped her.

He rejected Wu Lulu's invitation, and he didn't really want to die.

Yi Lin confirmed to Wu Lulu again that no matter what level of undead, during the interval between entering and leaving missions, they can only bear a glass of "Wu Lulu's bartending". Based on previous experience, Yi Lin speculates that this is very likely It is related to the setting of "backup" that will automatically repair the body every time the undead returns.

Since I can only have one drink...

Yi Lin thought for a moment, and told Wu Lulu her request.

"you sure?"

Wu Lulu asked back in surprise, this is the first time an undead has made such an outrageous request to him. Of course, the other undead and Wu Lulu have a purely transactional relationship, and they never thought of letting Wu Lulu "customize the bartending" at all. Another reason is...expensive.

"You humans always have some strange hobbies and orientations."

While muttering, Wu Lulu's hand speed exploded, and in a blink of an eye, she prepared a glass of extremely gray wine.

In the bone wine glass, the thing that can barely be called "wine" is not a "liquid" in the conventional sense, like smoke and fog, and the gray gas condenses into a strange vortex in the wine glass.

"This cup is called 'Evil of the Abyss'."

This glass of wine actually has its own sound effects, Yi Lin stared at the glass of wine, and there was a sound like a boudoir woman crying from the wine glass.

Yi Lin gulped it down.

Ding~

A crisp voice came from Yi Lin's ear.

finally!

Break through!

lower limit!

Yi Lin slammed her forehead against the bar with a "boom", and a red bud bulged on her forehead.

He can be said to be in pain and happiness now. The taste of this glass of wine cannot be described in words. This kind of pain is not physical, but spiritual. A strong sense of unease came over him, he raised his head, and looked around subconsciously. In an instant, he had a strong illusion that "the whole world is preparing to murder him", which spontaneously arose.

Suppressing the discomfort caused by "breaking the lock with a negative luck value", Yi Lin readily paid the bill.

With Wu Lulu's strange expression of skin cracked due to shock, Yi Lin handsomely transferred the last hundred thousand in the account to Wu Lulu.

Yi Lin left Wu Lulu with a chic back, and waved: "Goodbye, friend."

...

Return to Deadman's Junction.

Yi Lin swiped the panel over and over again, looking at the column of "lucky value", feeling inexplicably happy.

Negative numbers... a good negative, a wonderful negative!

In this way, the enhancement [Echo of Doom] that can turn all skills into AOE without thinking is finally unlocked!

Because of this, Yi Lin officially bid farewell to "lucky" and became the embodiment of bad luck. From now on, winning the lottery, drawing cards, wishing well, and so on, has nothing to do with him. But it doesn't matter, the strong never rely on luck, they all rely on strength...except for Pan Zhengyi.

Having said that, he had never seen Pan Zhengyi in the world of the dead.

Could it be because, with Pan Zhengyi's lucky value, no matter in which timeline... he would never die?

Is this what you mean?

Is there anything so outrageous.

Come and go to the town of the dead, the countdown in the black beam of light jumped from [32] to [35]. This process may be very slow, but there is never a shortage of undead in the world of the undead. Li Dalang scoured the sand to select a fighter from among the hundred elites, and it was not as difficult as imagined.

Now Yi Lin thinks so.

The current him still doesn't know that his situation at the moment is small.

Before entering the real 90th floor, Yi Lin did not leave the junction of the dead. He has been paying attention to the changes of the progress bar. As soon as the power value is full, he will enter the hub and tap on the throne, swipe here, there Make up for it.

In fact, in the process of building the "Infinite Throne", Yi Lin vaguely touched the "method" to step into a higher level.

It's not as simple as completing the "Infinite Throne", but... taking the road of "Infinity" to the extreme.

Death, war, famine, conquest, nightmare, shadow, paleness...

The power dominated by "they" has become their "name" itself.

Does this mean that when a certain power comes to an end, even enough to become a "concept"-like existence, it can be promoted to a "master"?

Of course, for Yi Lin to think about this issue now, it is still too far away for him.

I do not know how long it has been.

Progress bar: [96/100]

Yi Lin sat quietly in front of the beam of light, waiting silently.

Perhaps at the same moment, in different junctions of the dead, there are 96 other undead standing at the top of all the undead pyramids, all with different moods, waiting for the moment when the progress bar is filled.

With no one to accompany, no one to talk to, at this moment, all the undead are alone and helpless, waiting for the end of the fight for a long time.

[97/100].

The flame jumped.

Erin closed her eyes.

The bits and pieces of the past strike in silence.

...

"I want to bring you back to my world,"

"I'm going to take you to see what I've been through,"

"Walk the road I walked, feel the wind I blow, and shine the sunshine that warmed me,"

"Come with me, to relive the scenery in my memory."

...

Two drops of cold tears flowed from the corners of Yi Lin's tightly closed eyes.

A man doesn't flick his tears easily, but he doesn't reach the sad point.

But Yi Lin is not sad.

This is... hate.

Regret for myself, and hatred for "them".

"Sorry, everything is my fault..."

"I promised Gilgamesh that I would bring them 'victory'..."

"I also promised you, Brother Jian and the others, that I would bring you back to my world..."

"I also promised Milian that I would return to the real world alive with her..."

"The things I promised, the promises I made, were not fulfilled. It was me who 'betrayed' them."

"It's me, too weak."

The past, the promises that have been made, seem to have turned into a heavy burden, weighing on Yi Lin's shoulders.

It made Yi Lin feel hard to breathe, out of breath.

He opened his eyes again, his pupils were ruthlessly cold, as iron as steel.

Countdown: [100/100]

The pitch-black beam of light spread from the center to all directions, including Yi Lin who was sitting quietly.

In a blink of an eye, Yi Lin disappeared in place.

Rumble.

After Yi Lin left, this barren land where Yi Lin had been lying in the open air for a long time quickly collapsed, collapsed into the void, and annihilated into gray dust.

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