PDLP Chapter 203 5 Years
Chapter 203 5 Years
All the souls poured into Lin Hun's body like young swallows returning to their nests, and disappeared silently in less than a moment.
"Not bad, it actually strengthened my body a little bit." He clenched his palms, and the physical strength he had consumed before was restored by the soul. Not only that, his condition was much better than when he first came to the Undead Town. "It's a pity that I still have to try this method less. If all these zombies come to stab me, it will probably not be easy."
Lin Hun had not been hit by an ordinary zombie until now, so he had no idea how his physical condition would be affected by weapons.
However, when you think about the strongest moment in the game when the fire is about to be passed on, there are still countless undead people dying at the mouths of the three wild dogs.
In Lin Hun's mind, once the number of enemies faced at the same time in the Dark Soul World reaches or exceeds three, the danger level will increase by dozens of times, so for the sake of safety he would move around in the Undead Town to avoid the large forces. However, this does not mean that Lin Hun is afraid or ready to give up:
"Just wait! You little bastards! I'll come over and chop off your heads one by one!"
Lin Hun pulled the sword out of the zombie's chest and gently rubbed the side of the waist with his fingers. The iron armor seemed to be made of paper and a huge dent appeared inside:
"I have to say you are really strong. You actually managed to hit me. Luckily I was prepared and dodged in time. Otherwise, I might have been hit by you."
Lin Hun looked at the corpse under him, pressed two fingers on both sides of the depression and squeezed the depression out little by little. Although it could not achieve the previous flat appearance, there was no obvious discomfort when moving the body.
Grabbing the zombie's collar, Lin Hun dragged his body with one hand all the way to the door, and threw it hard against the door, blocking the only formal way into the house:
“I don’t know if this is your home, but since you are inside, I’d like you to guard the door for me.
If there are zombies outside who want to break into the house by force, they will definitely be hindered by the corpses.
By judging the strength of the force used to push the door, Lin Hun can also estimate the strength of the enemy.
And it is also the most conspicuous location. If the zombies suddenly resurrect, Lin Hun will be able to react in time and come to deal with it.
Holding a shield, Lin Hun walked around the house and looked it over thoroughly inside and out, including the beams above his head, the bottom of the wooden bed, and even the wardrobe was chopped into pieces by Lin Hun's swords.
As a result, apart from the zombies, there were no other living creatures that could move, not even a small mouse Lin Hun found:
"It seems that the outer area of Undead Town has really been abandoned for a long time. Then what are these zombies doing guarding here?"
Lin Hun glanced suspiciously at the zombies at the door and continued to search the house. This time he was not looking for enemies, but for the treasure that was very likely to exist.
The layout is the same as most of the rooms I have seen in the inner city, the same furniture and the same thick layer of dust, all of which show that no one has visited for a long time.
However, Lin Hun still saw the difference:
"The amount of furniture here is quite small, and judging from the surface of the tables and chairs, there are no complicated patterns. It seems that before the fire was extinguished, the prosperity of this outer city was far less than that of the inner city."
The originally tidy house became a mess during Lin Hun's wild searching, with wood chips flying everywhere, and there was no intact object except the table and chairs in the middle of the room.
The zombies outside the house heard the noise inside. Some twisted the doorknob, and some banged on the door to try to get in. Fortunately, Lin Hun had thrown all the furniture, whether intact or not, that had been searched and had no value, in front of the door to block it.
As for the corpse of the zombie? It had long been pressed under the debris mountain. Without the master's rescue, it would have stayed there for five hundred years.
Lin Hun had no choice but to give up since he really didn't find anything valuable. However, this search still brought him a lot of woodworking knowledge:
"Tsk! Just having carpentry knowledge is useless. You can't use carpentry skills to compete to see who has greater strength."
Lin Hun reluctantly threw this skill memory into the list of things to be kept temporarily, walked to one of the few intact wooden tables in the whole house, pulled out a wooden chair beside the table, and sat down on it without paying attention to the dust on it.
Since coming to Dark Soul, Lin Hun's previous mild obsession with cleanliness had long been worn away by reality and disappeared completely.
It was good enough to have a chair to sit on. In most cases, he could only sit on the floor like Brother Dejected, and he didn't care about the so-called hygiene.
"It should be said that humans are indeed adaptive animals."
Lin Hun put his legs together and lifted them high on the table, with his sword and shield placed side by side on both sides of his legs. The heavy burden made the old tables and chairs unable to bear it and squeaked continuously, but they still fulfilled their duties and always carried Lin Hun's body steadily.
Gradually, his body and the table and chair reached a delicate balance and no longer made any noises, which finally made Lin Hun breathe a sigh of relief.
Squirming gently with subtle sounds, Lin Hun found a comfortable position, sat down contentedly, and began to review his experience in the Undead Town:
"I'm familiar with the stairs and sewers. I'm already familiar with these two places. There aren't any other zombies wandering around, so I walked through them easily."
"The only pity is those rats. I don't know why they all hide from me. They are not as enthusiastic as before at all," Lin Hun curled his lips and gently closed his eyes.
Feeling the remaining humanity in the Ring of Darkness with his heart, he seemed to be able to hear the sweet sound of the humanity being burned and the power to break the rules that it brought to him. He couldn't help but feel a deep expectation and desire in his heart.
However, when Lin Hun slowly opened his eyes, his mind returned from the joy of swinging the spiral sword to the present, his eyes were filled with helplessness and he sighed softly:
"Alas, without the support of Shushu, we can only rely on the humanity provided by those zombies? They themselves are barely two ounces, and if they are squeezed together, I'm afraid they can only squeeze out one ounce of humanity."
Lin Hun's eyes were dim, and he felt that his future was uncertain:
"When will I be able to use the Spiral Sword whenever I want?"
All we can say is that the future is promising.
Lin Hun began to think about what happened in Undead Town:
"The strength of these zombies and wandering souls in Undead Town, as well as the amount of souls they provide, are no different from when I left."
"What's strange is that for such a long time, those zombies left the entrance and stopped guarding it, but most of them are still wandering around. Are they holding a grudge?"