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In his opinion, Sam is just an ordinary researcher, not a well-trained agent. If he hadn't insisted on going to this "forest of death" to take a look, Sam would not have been arrested temporarily. To some extent, Zhang Jue felt that he had pulled him into danger.

Counting the morning, they have explored for more than ten hours in this 'eerie forest'.

Although Sam has tried his best to restrain himself, every sentence needs to be filtered in the brain several times before he dares to speak.

This is several times more difficult than some ordinary exploration work.

Except for Zhang Jue, no one could remain calm under such intense pressure.

"It's okay, let's see if we can find a place to stay overnight." Zhang Jue said.

Because there is an anomaly in time and space, it doesn't mean that you can go out if you want to, so the management bureau allows investigators to spend the night in this 'unexplainable forest'.

But there is one requirement - if the local entity invites you to go home for the night, it will be ignored. It must be the explorer's initiative, and the local entity reluctantly agrees.

Probably also afraid of something tricky.

I don't know if it is good luck.

Just as Zhang Jue finished talking about finding a place to spend the night, a building suddenly appeared tens of meters ahead of them.

It's like a manor in the west of Mei Country, not too big or too small.

It was already late at night, and Zhang Jue saw a lantern hanging at the gate of the manor.

It's made of feathers, but the light source inside is not fire, it's a cold light, I don't know what it is.

According to the request of the management authority, Zhang Jue still knocked on the door first.

The door was opened, and there was a 'person' that even Zhang Jue didn't expect.

"Wow, two travelers, we met so soon."

It was the 'little dumb sand sculpture' they had seen before, who took half a bag of melon seeds from Zhang Jue.

Unexpectedly, its house is so big that there is no food left.

'We're lost, can we stay overnight at 'your place'? '

Zhang Jue asked first.

He was afraid that this 'Sand Sculpture Classmate' would open his mouth and block his question, and then they would have to change.

After Zhang Jue finished speaking, "a sand sculpture who claims to be not stupid", he was also stunned for half a second, and then excitedly said: "Please come in, you two, you are welcome, I am worried that no one will talk at night-"

"Uncle! There are guests at home!"

"The sand sculpture classmate who is not very clever" shouted into the room.

There was a coughing sound in the room, followed by a deep voice: "If you are a friend, please treat me well..."

The voice became lower and lower, and neither Zhang Jue nor Sam could hear the second half of the sentence clearly.

It was midnight, and after more than ten hours of exploration, Sam was exhausted.

Speaking requires thinking and filtering, so he chose to shut up and watched Zhang Jue and that 'Brother Diao' exchanging pleasantries.

Even though Zhang Jue came in for the second time, he has already memorized every rule in detail, so there is no mistake in the communication

The two were assigned different guest rooms. Sam excused himself to be tired and wanted to rest, leaving Zhang Jue alone to deal with it.

'Hospitable Brother Diao' was continuing to chat with Zhang Jue, when suddenly there was a violent coughing sound from the room at the end of the corridor.

"Sorry, my friend, I think I'll have to go and see my uncle, he doesn't seem well."

'Gentle Brother Diao' bid farewell to Zhang Jue reluctantly.

Hearing the word 'my friend', Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows.

Yu Hongbo fell into the trap because of this.

Aside from the messy norms and requirements of the authority, in fact, in this forest of 'full of secrets', only three rules are commonly used and fucked.

First, you cannot call entities by their names.

Second, you cannot use repeated titles, whether it is a code name, number, nickname or even a nickname, etc., no matter whether you are called by others or you are called by others.

Third, it cannot be known by local entities.

The 'Dasha diao' never came back. Zhang Jue listened attentively, and could hear a rather violent cough.

'dadiaodiao' once mentioned that there is an uncle in the family who is very ill, probably the one at the end of the corridor,

After another hour, the cough gradually subsided, but Zhang Jue lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

Before he entered, Ning Suiyu had specifically reminded him to be careful, not knowing what kind of strange things he would experience before he figured out the secret of that 'dog-headed beast'.

The strange feeling lingered.

Zhang Jue simply got up from the bed.

He opened the door of the guest room and found that the door at the end of the corridor was ajar, and there was light shining from the gap in the door.

Zhang Jue's eyes rolled, and by accident, he cautiously pressed against the wall and walked a little bit towards that room.

When he got closer, he heard the content of the conversation clearly.

"Uncle, you know, I miss you very much."

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, even our elves cannot break away from this law."

Zhang Jue remembered that the 'silly big hang' said that his uncle was dying, and probably wouldn't last for a few days, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Zhang Jue looked into the room through the gap, and saw 'diao brother' moved a chair and sat in front of the bed.

On the bed was a humanoid monster with a pig's head.

He looked fierce.

If it is in a certain game, it can definitely be called a cancer that dominates the world.

"The ferocious pig-headed man" looked at his 'nephew': "I have something very important to tell you."

"It's about the war."

"Yes, about that war, it should not be forgotten."

'dadiao' moved the stool forward carefully: "What's going on? Why didn't you all have names when you came here."

The 'person on the bed' was silent for a long time, and finally sighed resignedly: "Simply put, we have been betrayed, betrayed by those hateful humans."

"At that time, we were still living at the other end of the well, and we often used our abilities to help humans to eliminate some terrible anomalies. The place where the anomalies were produced was called a factory."

"The factory produced many strange items, many of which were very dangerous. Humans wanted to destroy it completely, and we also gave them a lot of help."

"Until one day, the factory was successfully captured by them, and before we had time to congratulate them, they turned against each other."

"They are afraid that we have the power to manipulate names, so they deliberately used the factory to make another item, deprived us of our names forever, and sealed us together with our hometown in this forest."

The "listener" was slightly shocked: "Then me?"

"Yes." The "narrator" nodded, "You are the only one with a name among all the clansmen, so you are also the only one among all the clansmen who can use the body to leave here."

"Then what should I do?" Brother Sand Sculpture had no expression, but his tone was a little confused.

"Even in this forest, there are not many people who remember this incident. Everyone seems to have gotten used to the life here. You can do whatever you want. What I want to tell you is that one day we will will go back to the other side of the well."

"The nephew of the pig-headed monster" was stunned, but the pig-headed monster himself laughed: "Many of our clansmen have returned there through various means, and the time to launch a general offensive is very close. everything about us."

"The junior with feathers all over his body" asked: "Why are you telling me this at this time, uncle, you can still hold on for a while."

"The patient lying on the bed" coughed twice: "I know that humans have come to the house, and we have been sealed in power, so we cannot directly attack humans, but you can, Gibson, kill them!"

Chapter 327 No. 001 The Truth About the Birth of the Authority

"Sorry, uncle, I can't do this, they gave us food, I can't hurt them."

'The listener of the story' said: "In this forest, no one can hurt others. This is the rule set by all the tribe from the beginning, otherwise, we will also be punished."

The 'story teller' looked at 'his nephew', and sighed after a long time: "I see, you go, I'm going to rest."

The 'Winged Owner' withdrew from the inside and returned to his bedroom.

At this time, Zhang Jue had already returned to his room.

He hears all conversations clearly.

I finally figured out what the so-called war was all about.

It turns out that the goblins living in this 'dark forest' were played by humans.

Although they have power stronger than humans, they were eventually driven here.

Zhang Jue remembered what Yang Xue's uncle Yang Wenbai once said to him.

"Compared to those abnormal items that look scary, people are the scariest."

Although the 'bird man' said that he would not hurt him, Zhang Jue still lay on the bed and fell asleep instead of falling asleep.

Anyway, with his body, even if he didn't sleep for a week, it wouldn't cause any major problems.

Early the next morning, after Zhang Jue and Sam got up, they said goodbye to the 'early bird man' and left some food for it.

The 'big eagle with a curved mouth' was very happy and sent them both on their way.

It was already bright, and the two continued to move forward along the 'small intestine path'.

Not long after, the "ancient well that is the same as the starting point" appeared in front of my eyes.

It seems that their trip this time has come to an end.

"Consultant Zhang, let's go down."

said Sam.

Zhang Jue stood in front of the mouth of the well, motionless.

"Consultant Zhang?" Sam shouted.

Zhang Jue turned around and looked at Sam with meaningful eyes.

"If I remember correctly, we have explored twice, and you have called me Consultant Zhang for the sixth time."

"Um, sorry, I forgot."

Sam scratched his head, looking naive.

"Forget?" Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows, "I heard from your supervisor that you have been here five times, and the colleagues who traveled with you have not had any problems."

Sam looked at Zhang Jue with innocent eyes: "Ah... probably my luck."

"Oh, it turned out to be good luck." Zhang Jue nodded, "Then why didn't you turn on the recording device this time?"

"Isn't it turned on?" Sam hurriedly checked his instrument, and sure enough, it was turned off as Zhang Jue said.

Zhang Jue sneered: "You also forgot, right?"

"Uh, yes..." Seeing Zhang Jue's cold eyes, Sam's naive attitude gradually disappeared, and his eyes gradually became sharper. "Consultant Zhang, what exactly do you want to say?"

"It's nothing, I'm just too lazy to pretend to be with you." Seeing that Sam no longer pretended, Zhang Jue finally showed his aura, "I'm here, I have something very important to do, I don't have time to play with you guys The game of playing house, I will explain it to you before I go out, so that you and your master can play less tricks, and before you do anything that makes me feel murderous, get out of here quickly! Otherwise, I will kill you Your dog's life."

Ever since putting away that naive smile, Sam seems to be a different person.

Zhang Jue's words touched his Ni Lin even more. At this moment, something called murderous aura was released from his whole body.

"Zhang Jue, we are all employees of the Administration Bureau, so don't bully others too much!"

"It's this time, you still don't forget to call my name, really..."

As Zhang Jue said, he kicked Sam several meters away, before the last two words came out of his mouth.

"……court death!"

Sam was a special trainer under Angelo, and his skills were better than the agents of the Administration, but he didn't even see Zhang Jue's kick, let alone defend.

With just one look, he could see the huge gap in strength between the two.

But from his eyes, it is impossible to see that Zhang Jue has a unique skill.

Zhang Jue walked up to him, condescending.

"It's because of you villains that the Administration is in such a mess. I don't know how many people died in internal friction. They are really a bunch of... moths!"

As he spoke, Zhang Jue stepped on his left arm.