Chapter 207 What did you paint on my hand?
"Aha, it's such a comfortable environment." Hannibal Lecter's voice rang in the dark.
"Tell me, how to conquer this monster now." Zhao Wugui didn't mention the words Pickerman had said before.
"No, no, no, my dear summoner, it's not the time. I think I should upgrade my skills first, not this monster. After all, this skill is legendary." Hannibal Lecter said with a smile.
After Hannibal Lecter's several encounters with players, he has already figured out the players' personalities: absolutely chaotic side.
As long as there is enough benefits, these players can do anything crazy, and a legendary skill upgrade is enough to make these players weird and obedient.
Of course, he didn't know Zhao Wugui's background, so he thought so.
In contrast, Zhao Wugui summoned the red dragon to come out just to ask him to help conquer this "person"? How could it be that Zhao Wugui was simply unhappy with the plot, so he wanted to see what the red dragon wanted to do, although Zhao Wugui got into it himself.
So, Zhao Wugui didn't say anything and just waited for Hannibal Lecter's next move.
Seeing Zhao Wugui not saying anything in the dark, Hannibal Lecter was not embarrassed, and he explained something in words that Zhao Wugui couldn't understand.
"Why didn't the game translate it to me? What's the situation?" Zhao Wugui felt a little strange. Under normal circumstances, the game would definitely translate it to him. Could it be that it was a cutscene animation?
However, Zhao Wugui also thought of a possibility. This kind of language may be one of the skills. Zhao Wugui does not have this skill, so he doesn't understand it, but Zhao Wugui doesn't take these things seriously.
Then, a bright light flashed in the darkness. If this light was placed during the day, no one would notice it, but in this dark cave, this light was no less dazzling than the sun in the sky.
After the glimmer of light, Zhao Wugui asked a vague stench in the air, which made Zhao Wugui a little strange: "The smell of the body is not the same, right?"
Zhao Wugui sniffed again and felt that the taste was not very similar to the original body. Perhaps it had its own advantages.
"No, what are you doing? Why do I smell a stench? Are you shitting on the ground?" Zhao Wugui asked knowingly.
Hannibal Laker's eyes were white and his body was a little distorted, but Zhao Wugui didn't see it. Instead, Pickerman, who had dark vision, saw these clearly, as if he felt that some kind of terror was coming.
Zhao Wugui also discovered the strangeness of Pickerman: "Mr. Pickerman, please see what Mr. Lecter is doing, why don't you answer my question."
"Sir, I cannot describe Mr. Lecter, who is undergoing indescribable changes. His brutal figure scares me, just like the deep darkness between the stars, especially those eyes, which is the most distorted evil I have ever seen. Sir, please allow me to use the demons in hell to describe Mr. Lecter now, especially this disgusting stench, which is like the scent of sulfur in hell, which makes me feel uncomfortable."
"No...sir, Mr. Lecter looked at me, I think..."
Listening to Pickman's intermittent narrative, Zhao Wugui was a little confused. This was sure that he described Hannibal Lecter, which sounded like Pickman's self-introduction.
"Okay, stop talking, look at you scared yourself." Zhao Wugui was speechless. He could even hear the great fear in Pickerman's crying voice.
"Sir, Mr. Lecter is coming to you." Pickerman felt very scared, but he still loyally reported this to Zhao Wugui.
"Okay, Mr. Pickerman, next is my and your master's affairs, and you don't need to convey it anymore." Hannibal Laket's magnetic voice sounded, and Pickerman heard the voice and shuddered all over.
Zhao Wugui couldn't understand how bad Hannibal Lecter's current image was, which could make Pickerman, the ghoul, one of the mythical creatures, feel such a terrible fear.
"I have lived for so long. The first time I heard that a deceased would feel fear." Zhao Wugui said meaningfully.
"Everything is fearful, sir, you are ignorant," said Hannibal Lecter.
"Look at your verbal word, you performed for so long, what's next."
"To you, sir, this is the reward for you."
A strange and sticky limb rolled up with a piece of parchment as thin as a cicada's wing and stretched towards Zhao Wugui, who pinched the strange limb with the flow.
Zhao Wugui only felt like he had pinched a mushroom with syrup. It felt very soft, but it had the stickyness of one hand.
"What did you apply to my hand?" Zhao Wugui said lies with his eyes open. It was obvious that he wanted to squeeze his hands, but he took the lead in making a comeback.
Hannibal Lecter was not annoyed: "It's just some unworthy liquid."
Zhao Wugui took away the parchment paper as thin as a cicada's wings, looked at the system prompts, and asked, "I just want to ask, how did you make the parchment paper so thin."
Hannibal Laker chuckled, without answering.
Zhao Wugui ignored it and checked the details of the parchment.
[You have obtained "Notes on Generation of Beasts in the Cave"]
[You have read "Notes on Generation of Beasts in the Cave"]
[You have obtained the contract ceremony - Knowledge: The Whisper of the Beast in the Cave]
"I am very puzzled about this, which is how I read this book "The Generation Notes of the Beast in the Cave" in the Darkness."
"This is the charm of magic." Hannibal Laket's magnetic voice responded in a teasing tone.
"I'm sure it's not the charm of the game?" Zhao Wugui said very abruptly.
"It's true." Hannibal Lecter's tone was very meaningful. He seemed to understand, but he seemed to not understand, and he pretended to be profound. Zhao Wugui answered Zhao Wugui.
"With the remaining marks and rituals, just one knowledge, there is no way to take away the beast in the cave."
The beast in the cave was bleeding a lot at this time, and its consciousness was almost blurred, and even its wail seemed very weak.
"I need to…"
"You said that you would arrange it, not now that you need it." Zhao Wugui rudely interrupted Hannibal Lecter's words.
"Sorry, my mistake." Hannibal Laketer apologized immediately, and then changed the subject: "But before that, I need to help me with a trivial care. The reward is to summon my legendary skills to upgrade."
Chapter completed!