The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 160: I’m hungry for your grandma’s legs

Yes, Annan has realized it.

The water in "Nightmare: Gallery" is much deeper than he first thought.

Don't say anything else.

Annan just learned that the reason why saying "Skeleton Master" in Frozen Water Port will get the answer "I am listening" is because Skeleton Master has really been listening!

For a **** to squat in such a remote and desolate place for decades... Annan would never believe it if this was just an ordinary nightmare.

Instead of running away...it's better to face the enemy head on.

While he holds the old grandmother's real name in his hand, Mr. Bones dare not kill him for the time being. Annan must quickly collect "evidence" of Mr. Bones. You must at least have the capital to negotiate...

——Let’s speed through the second level first.

Following Jiuer's video guide, Annan bypassed Joseph very efficiently, then got the knife and tomato, and started "Gallery: Feast for the Hungry".

Amos, who was well-dressed and had a gentle smile, politely extended his clean and white right hand to Annan and said warmly:

"Hello, sir. Can I pay to hire you... to be my model?"

Annan raised his head and looked at Amos for a second.

At that moment, Amos suddenly felt an inexplicable panic in his heart...

And Annan has temporarily confirmed that this is indeed not the "human Amos" he met on the third floor.

Has he already sacrificed his conscience?

Annan speculated in his mind.

His face immediately showed the kind of shrinking, wary, and distrustful expression that belonged to a homeless man, and his eyes were dim and hopeless.

The mission description appeared before his eyes:

[Entered Gallery: Banquet of the Hungry (Second Floor)]

[Main Mission: Playing as the Tramp "Amis"]

Immediately, a large number of small words quickly appeared below this line of words:

【Complete the portrait】

[Meet the other three homeless people]

【At least one person survived until dark】

Let him draw first.

Annan thought in his mind.

Fortunately, when he was painting, time was skipped directly... It was like "the moment everything went dark" and he finished the painting. The situation is completely different from the third level.

Perhaps this is because in the original history, the tramps really completed the portraits, but Elle never finished them.

Judging from the situation with the homeless children, in real history, Ai Lei should have been taken to the basement. That diary should have been obtained at the end of the third level, not in the dungeon...

Looking at Annan, who had dim eyes and was no different from other homeless people, Amos showed an elegant and calm smile.

Although he knew that he was killing someone, he smiled without any psychological pressure and stretched out his hand to Annan: "If you come and help me draw a picture, I will treat you to a hot bath and give it to you. How about I give you clean clothes and take care of your food and drink for three days?"

Annan's eyes only flickered.

He hesitated for a while and muttered in a low voice: "I don't want it."

"What do you want?"

Apparently, Annan was not the first homeless man to reject Amos.

Amos just asked patiently: "Money? Food? A job?"

"I want money!"

Annan said hoarsely: "I want two... no, four or six silver coins!"

"Well..."

Amos pondered.

Annan looked at him cautiously, tentatively, and stretched out his wrinkled fingers: "No, I mean... five will do. Five will do - or else, four. ..."

"Six. Six is ​​six."

Amos interrupted.

He said with a gentle expression: "In addition, I will treat you to a meal... Do you need a bath?"

"I don't want to take a shower! I want...by the way, a deposit!"

Annan stretched out his hand eagerly, glanced at Amos suspiciously, and said rudely: "Give me half of the silver coins first, and then I will go with you!"

"...Okay."

Seeing that Annan was asking for silver coins, Amos hesitated for a moment.

But he soon laughed at himself for his paranoia:

How could the gentlemen in Yinjue Church be so depressed?

This homeless man’s desolation and depression are definitely not fake...

So he took out his wallet from the painting and handed Annan three silver coins.

If Annan only wanted a silver coin, Amos might just give him the equivalent amount of copper plates. But if it's three...he won't be able to find so much change for a while.

He's just a homeless person anyway.

Amos comforted himself in his heart.

Annan became much quieter after receiving the silver coins.

He put the silver coin in his sleeve, held it tightly and hid it.

He confirmed the magic he held:

——Things that ring loudly.

A low-cost magical spell that is triggered by silver coins and is as powerful as a gunshot.

——A sharp thing.

A magic that can turn silver coins into sharp daggers.

——Youth remains forever.

A divine spell that consumes silver coins to heal wounds.

Now I have three silver coins on hand...

Looking at Amos's back, Annan hunched his back and showed a weird smile.

Because he is not as "innocent" as Jiu'er appears, the tramp played by Annan is more like himself.

Amos was not interested in chatting with Annan on the road.

They walked all the way to the living room on the fourth floor, but they were speechless.

Annan saw the three homeless people wearing white robes and pajamas, gathering together and whispering.

When they saw Annan, they looked happy.

The younger, unlucky kid who was going to turn into a tramp soon waved enthusiastically to Annan.

[Meet the other three homeless people and complete]

Seeing the notification that the side mission was completed, Annan glanced at them with disgust and turned away with an indifferent expression.

At this time, Amos was still explaining enthusiastically: "They are also friends who came to help me paint... They have been living here for several days. How about you stay too?"

"No need."

Annan glanced at Amos indifferently, with obvious and easily detectable suspicion on his face.

He replied hurriedly: "Hurry up and paint. I will leave after finishing painting."

"Yeah...that's okay."

Amos reluctantly agreed.

But Annan very clearly saw a trace of killing intent on his face.

——He probably planned to kill himself when he was sending himself out after finishing the painting.

Annan sneered in his heart.

Perhaps because he was discouraged by Annan, Amos did not show him the "Feast of the Hungry".

He just opened a corner of the curtain with a straight face, ordered Annan to stand in front, and started painting.

...I understand!

A sudden realization arose in Annan's heart.

The reason why Jiu'er saw the painting here and her erosion level increased is probably because she "doesn't act like a tramp"... So, is this a punishment?

When you play a clown, you can't be so elegant.

To play a clown, you have to act like a clown!

And the strength of his strokes was much heavier than when he was painting Jiuer. It looks and feels like writing in wild cursive.

It is also different from the "drowsy" feeling mentioned by Jiu'er on the forum.

Annan clearly felt intense pain.

It was as if something was squeezing me from all directions.

It was as if someone had tied his hands and feet and slowly sank to the bottom of the sea.

Consciousness gradually blurs~IndoMTL.com~Everything in front of you is stretched...

At this moment, Annan heard Amos's voice.

That was a cold, low-pitched interrogation:

"Think about it again...

"Are you really not hungry at all?"

I’m hungry for your grandma’s legs——

With a strong sense of hunger rising in his belly, Annan suddenly lost consciousness.

Here comes the second chapter!

The update is a little late, Merry Christmas everyone on Christmas Eve (crossed out)!

(End of this chapter)

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