New Life (@弥散人间--Great God certified)
"What do you mean by Timeline Lock-On?" Su Luo asked.
He was very curious about this question. A Survivor could see through the timeline should be the strongest source of information in this strange Dungeon.
"I can't get any information about the Future of this world, and I don't understand anything about time either. I only know that there's no information. It seems like this world has no Future." Ye Zizhen shook her head.
"That's a real pity." Su Luo was genuinely disappointed.
"Does that mean the other time-based Survivors are useless too?" Kundina asked.
"I don't know. I can't say for sure about the timeline, but I'm not completely useless yet," Ye Zizhen replied calmly.
After exchanging a few words, the group gradually turned their attention to the unknown blind man.
Who is this?
"Zone 34679, Gold Badge, I haven't spoken on the World Channel before, I'm a bit shy. You can call me Brutus." The blind man who called himself Brutus scratched his head rather shyly.
This guy didn't even reset his character; it's been over ten hours since the game started, and he's still in the same mortal body he was at the beginning of the Dungeon.
"This Dungeon has been completely nerfed; there's absolutely nothing I can do about it. If Lord Ye hadn't found me, I'd still be practicing my listening skills."
Su Luo couldn't figure out this person's background because she had never even heard of him before.
Furthermore, since the Essence of the game is concealed, a certain true perspective is also hidden. Even when Survivors meet, they cannot see each other's Titles or any other information.
It seems like something strange is about to begin.
Kundina looked up, her brows furrowing as if she had discovered something unclean.
In the center of the underground bar, a group of waiters were cleaning up, moving tables and chairs aside, wiping the floor clean, and sweeping the scattered glasses and cigarette butts into dustpans. Then they quickly set up a temporary wooden platform, which was not high, less than half a meter off the ground, but high enough for everyone to see.
It seemed like some kind of program was about to begin. Meanwhile, some customers who appeared to have just come for a drink were politely asked to leave by the waiters.
Those who remained were all impeccably dressed. Silk bow ties, gold-embroidered cuffs, jeweled rings...
"Detective, you're right. I've encountered people who look exactly the same in two worlds, so they could indeed be from different eras of the same world."
After thinking for a long time, Qi Yuan raised his head with a serious expression and found that everyone was watching the program and no one cared about him.
In the center of the bar, a woman with a sallow complexion and a protruding belly, supported by two men in black, walked onto the stage.
Qi Yuan had a bad feeling.
The items on the wooden table were simple: a pregnant woman in loose clothing, a clean knife, a basin, some wine glasses, and several pairs of white gloves.
The contents beneath the wooden platform were far more complex. Strange, torture-like tools and even machines, their joints polished smooth. A pot of boiling water, made of copper, with a faded towel hanging from its rim. A gaunt man...
A waiter noticed the strange guests at the corner table, walked over, and tried to shoo them away as they didn't belong there.
But as he approached and saw Su Luo with her back to him, he paused. This kind of noblewoman with such an air about her was not someone he could afford to offend.
Some people don't need to show identification, explain their purpose, or answer to anyone. They are the kind of people who can make others disappear.
To cover his embarrassment, he pulled out a menu and humbly handed it over. The menu was leather-bound with gold lettering, and inside were pages of handwritten text.
"Sir, today's program is [New Life]. Is there anything you need?"
Su Luo didn't answer, but simply said, "Let me introduce the program; I've never been here before."
Actually, everyone could tell what was going to happen.
"Sir, this is a poor woman about to give birth. For a more direct observation, we have professionals performing the dissection. The man below is her husband, who will personally handle the [New Life]. The final product is on this menu."
Qi Yuan's face twisted in pain. Even though he had experienced war in the feudal era and witnessed human sacrifice in the primitive era, he still found it hard to bear.
Damn it, even Wildman wouldn't use a pregnant woman for these kinds of things!
"It seems everyone likes it; I see many familiar faces here."
Su Luo looked away, her tone calm and even.
The gilded wall lamps cast a dim, yellowish light, illuminating the figures of nobles wrapped in exquisite silk and adorned with magnificent jewels. Their eyes held a mixture of numbness and curiosity, awaiting the start of the spectacle.
"Of course, sir. Our programs here are authorized by many important figures. Today's is just a regular one; there will be an even bigger one a week from now. You are welcome to attend then."
The waiter lowered his head, avoiding direct eye contact with Su Luo.
Then, his head fell off.
Qi Yuan shook the blood off his hands and was about to speak when he saw Su Luo and her group stand up and turn to leave.
"Information obtained, let's go."
Qi Yuan was somewhat surprised. "What about the others?"
No one answered, and the four left on their own. Qi Yuan glanced at the scene and could only follow.
Once the five of them reached the outside of the alley, Su Luo looked around. The Moonlight was dim, the clouds were thick, and the streets were deserted. There was still light in the direction of the Church in the distance, but that light was blocked by buildings, leaving only a hazy halo on the horizon.
After confirming that no one was following them or spying on them from the shadows, Su Luo decided to lead everyone back to her doghouse.
Returning home in wealth and honor is like wearing fine clothes at night; it's time to pay the rent back to the landlord.
Forty minutes later, Su Luo on her bed, which was piled with clothes, and warmly welcomed everyone.
"Please sit wherever you like. Don't be shy, make yourself at home."
"Your conditions aren't even as good as my staff dormitory," Kundina muttered, sitting on the worn-out sofa.
Ye Zizhen leaned against the wall by herself, Brutus followed, and Qi Yuan stood by the window.
"Let's release the souls first, and question them one by one."
Kundina nodded, and a semi-transparent, luminous Spirit-Matter Domain unfolded at her fingertips, then she began to release her soul.
Just now at the bar, Kundina initiated a group attack and instantly captured everyone's souls, including the pregnant woman and her husband.
Hundreds of souls were linked together by an invisible thread, and with a gentle lift from their bodies, they were brought out of the bar.
It's just a basic tactic for the powerful; the weak are merely toys and possessions of the strong.
So relying on infiltration to steal information, or using cunning tactics in drinking parties to extract intelligence, is utterly inadequate. When you have enough strength, you can simply overturn the table.
In the current situation, there's no time to worry about the movements of other Survivors or the possibility of being exposed. This world might be more terrifying than powerful Survivors; it might involve timelines, and you might not even know how you died.