Su Mingan walked in the underground passage for a long time and came to the room where the day calendar was lying.

She was lying on the ground, her skin and flesh rolled up, and she still looked like she was worse than dead.

Hearing the footsteps, she reluctantly turned her head and saw him.

"Where did you see that oracle?" Su Mingan said.

Zhou Lili opened her mouth, indicating that she had no strength to speak.

Su Ming'an knelt down and fed her a blood bottle. He had as many of these blood bottles as he wanted. They were given by other players in the 10,000-person dungeon, so it didn't hurt to use them.

After drinking the blood bottle, Zhou Lili's complexion improved...

"Don't believe that...that adventurer named Noel." She started, but the first sentence she said was this: "He...he is a devil! He is a devil!"

It's the devil again.

This was the second time Su Mingan heard someone call Noel "devil". The first time he heard it was in the seventh world, when a woman complained loudly about Noel's human experimentation.

"Why did he do this to you?" he asked.

"He...he was unwilling to self-immolate with me as a sacrifice to Lord Baishen. He even peeled off my skin and gouged out my eyes..." When Noel was mentioned, Zhou Lili's eyes were full of panic, and she seemed to have become an adult.

The frightened bird said: "He is too cruel and terrible. He treats me as an experiment. I don't know what he used to destroy my body and grow it again. He is studying me..."

Su Mingan remembered.

Before, in Praia, he accidentally bumped into Noel's experiment site. At that time, Noel's room was also a scene of blood. Np's body fell to the ground, and Noel's white gloves were still full of blood.

Noel said at the time that these were all NPCs, and he was just making reasonable use of these resources to study the source structure of NPC abilities to better enhance himself and help today's players.

But Su Mingan remembered that the Tulip Princess in Praia once said that she was just absorbing the souls of players to extend her life and protect the NPCs in Praia.

...This is just a different stance.

"Can you leave?" Su Ming'an asked her: "Take me to the oracle you saw."

Zhou Lili drank several bottles of blood, but still collapsed on the ground, without any strength.

Her eyes were fixed on Su Ming'an, as if she was thinking about whether to take him down by force. Even though she was still lying down, she barely had the strength to do it. She didn't want to listen to this outsider.

The next moment, the light came on, and their vision became clear.

Su Mingan turned on his watch, revealing the raven on his shoulder.

"..." Zhou Lili immediately changed his expression.

Her expression became humble.

"Okay." She said, "I'll take you there."

…

Ji Lili still couldn't walk, after all, her internal organs had been ripped out, and the blood bottle was just killing her.

Su Mingan took out a wooden board, threw her on it, and dragged her away.

After walking for a while, the diurnal calendar’s directions stopped.

She raised her hand slightly and pointed to a corner.

"When you turn that corner, there are blood marks on the wall." She said, "I don't know if that is the oracle you are looking for..."

Su Mingan turned the corner, raised his head, but frowned.

What he saw was indeed a red pattern.

But that's not an oracle.

...just a whole wall of text and graffiti written in red.

The graffiti is very crude, like a child's random drawings, and the text is also crooked.

These... are not oracles that can convey key information, nor can they be submitted. They are just a graffiti wall left by children.

"Is this the oracle you are looking for?" Zhou Lili asked.

"...No." Su Mingan felt a little heavy.

He knew that Noel had made a mistake. What Dilili saw here was just a red graffiti pattern. After hearing her experience, Noel thought it was an oracle. After all, Noel had never really seen an oracle.

Now, where will he find a new oracle?

He walked towards the graffiti wall, and due to his habit of searching for clues, he subconsciously read the text on the wall, even though he knew it was just a child's graffiti.

…

【This wall is so big, I like it here.】

…

[The teacher taught me how to write. Hehe, she said that I am the most talented child in the tribe. Even Qi Qi cannot compare with me. 】

…

[Dad is so stupid, why are you worrying about the magma? We can just leave. 】

…

[I’m here again today. Mom is going to sew me some clothes. It must be very nice. 】

…

[Today I sneaked into the library and read some books. I discovered a very interesting thing! I wanted to test it, but the elders said it was impossible. I don’t believe it. I will let them see the results! 】

…

Su Mingan read quickly. These were just children's diaries with little content.

He was about to look away when he suddenly saw a sentence that concerned him very much.

This passage was mixed in with all kinds of ugly graffiti, and it just happened to break into his eyes.

…

[He has beautiful black hair and a pair of beautiful black eyes. Well, I like black.]

[He has a smart mind, not inferior to mine, and he also has the wisdom to adapt to changes. 】

[He cares about the feelings of his companions, regardless of the loss of one or the other...]

[He has the courage to face everything independently, and he never runs away, just like me.]

[He respects others, has the ability to think independently, and has self-judgment. Well, that’s good. There are too many tragedies here, and he cannot be the perpetrator. 】

[Well, it seems like I really like him...]

…

Su Mingan put his hand on the wall, and the writings and graffiti had faded.

He turned his head and continued to look elsewhere.

This wall is very large, and it is covered with dense writing, even in the cracks. There are some words written in the cracks. The most common thing among them is not the diary, but the rows of "him" that are repeated over and over again.

【I like him and I will write letters often.】

Gu【If he comes to play with me later, I can give him candies, good-looking candies wrapped in plastic shells.】

[He can read stories, right? I like listening to stories, especially fairy tales. Although I know fairy tales are meant to deceive children, I just like them. I want him to read them to me. 】

[It would be great if he could play a musical instrument, such as flute, drum, chisel, or Merkle harp, anything is fine, as long as he can play one of them. I like listening to music and singing. If I can play with him

Just sing along and it’ll be fine.】

[I am looking forward to meeting him. I have prepared fruits and candies, just waiting for him to come...]

【……】

These are just records. "He" should be a friend of the graffiti writer, and the two have not actually met.

There is nothing special or noteworthy about the content.

But the strange thing is that on this wall, these paragraphs about "him" are repeated over and over again, as if they are crazy. The fonts are like ants, crowding the wall that is two people high, from top to bottom, little by little.

No gaps are left, which can make the scalp of people with trypophobia numb.

Su Mingan took a cursory look and saw at least a dozen repeated sentences. Their traces were deep and shallow, as if they were written at different times. The graffiti writer must have come here many times, copying such sentences repeatedly every time.

Individual words are embedded in every corner of the wall.

...so weird.

It turns out that there are also mentally ill people in the sky.

"If this is not an oracle, there is nothing I can do." Di Lili's voice came from behind.

"Is there anything special about this underground passage?" Su Mingan asked.

Zhou Lili shook her head. Her shaking head seemed to involve some kind of wound.

She took a few heavy breaths, and after showing him a way out, she passed out again.

Looking at it like this, she really doesn't have long to live. Noel has caused too much damage to her, and even the blood bottle can't save her.
To be continued...