Dance

Several dozen minutes earlier,

After Luo Di reached a deal with the Cloth Strip Person on the third floor of the dungeon—the Transition Layer—a note had been left on the surface of the Gift Box cut out from between the stomach sacs.

This note was not merely a meaningless congratulatory message.

On the back of the note was another passage, one that only Luo Di could see.

≮My friend, although I do not know why you remain so confident after being permanently marked by that eyeball, and have continued to willingly accept its guidance.

Its hiding place lies beyond that suspension bridge.

Even if you have made preparations in advance, there is likely still risk involved.

The "prop" inside the Gift Box is part of our normal transaction. Since you did not exercise greed at any point, I shall give you a small hint as well—a complimentary gift for this transaction.

After receiving the gift, recite the monologue in absolute darkness, and the old moon shall cast down its miserable white.≯

Luo Di understood this clearly.

At the beginning, the Cloth Strip Person had swallowed the eyeball and affected its main body through special digestion. Even now that the eyeball had emerged from between the stomach sacs, its vision was still unclear.

Only he knew this information.

But whether he should trust the Cloth Strip Person was another matter that required consideration.

Luo Di had come to the Original Dungeon for only two things.

1. Find a keyhole that could accept the [Key] and obtain a Relic of the Old Days that belonged solely to him.

2. Deal with the mark branded into his right eye.

Through this period of "indirect interaction," especially after arriving in the dungeon, the various forms of assistance and proactive communication provided by the eyeball