My Adventure Diary of Reincarnating as a Bad Woman

Chapter 142 Ha, That's Too Bad

Noita set out again, fully armed. She had expected that this time she would return empty-handed, but she still wanted to try to lure the monster out by using herself as bait. Now that a monster happened to be in her hands, she would be unworthy of the gift of nature if she didn't deal with it.

The students wished Noita a safe journey, and the phantom demon stayed in the room as insurance in case of any accidents.

After all, she is a second-level professional. Although her frontal attack ability is not very good, she is an expert in assassination, sneak attack and other tasks. With her around, Anru and the others will at least not be ambushed without knowing it.

At the same time, keeping her in the shelter was also to verify Noita's guess - is there a traitor among the scholars?

Many experiences in the game have shown that it is difficult to cause a major crisis by relying solely on the obvious villains. Unless they have an overwhelming advantage, enemies such as the Demon King will only make people united against the enemy and become targets for diverting hatred.

The most hateful thing is actually the spies lurking inside.

A dagger from behind is the most damaging attack.

In order to prevent there from being a traitor among the scholars, Noita left the phantom behind to monitor the others.

Walking into the tunnel, the thick soil parted in front of Noita, and a strong wind howled on the surface half a meter away from the tunnel. The yellow sand from the Gobi Desert was gradually encroaching on the water source and destroying the few survival resources in the oasis.

Even if they survive this crisis, the Atticans who have lost their resources will still be in a desperate situation. If they do not find a way to move to another secret realm, they will probably find it difficult to survive and will eventually disappear in the vast desert.

Noita thought about these possibilities and walked towards another house.

Following the echo detection, she walked straight to the bottom of a house, opened a passage as before, and crawled into the room.

The doors and windows of the room were closed, and it was dark. The smell of blood spread in the air, and the cold wind that leaked in through the gaps in the windows blew everywhere.

There was someone here, but he had already died, and there was only one corpse.

His death was the same as that of the previous victims. He was killed by one blow and his heart disappeared.

Noita looked up and saw similar holes on the wall.

After recording the situation in the diary, Noita went to the other rooms, but the houses he arrived at were either empty or had only dead people in them.

Moreover, there were basically no more than three people in the attacked houses.

Does this mean that the killer monster is a bully? He approached them and Anjou and the others without being attacked.

Time passed as they explored again and again, and soon, there was only one house left in the base that they had not visited, and that was the residence of the third leader.

There are three team leaders in the scholar team, namely Qingyu, Diman and Yanyu. Their responsibilities are rotated regularly, and this time it is Yanyu who stays behind at the base. However, when the sandstorm comes, instructor Yanyu remains indifferent, which is really a bit weird.

Either he is dead or he is in collusion with the person behind the scenes.

Arriving at the underground of the corresponding house, Noita exhaled lightly, and her psychic energy split the earth apart. She walked silently to the surface, and the melta sword in her hand lit up with a warm orange-red light - the melta sword was a weapon that matched the Mingyan armor and could be heated to a temperature of a thousand degrees in an instant. The unique flame attached to the surface of the sword had a special attack effect on all life.

The room was extremely bright, with all the famous lights on without restraint. The light from all kinds of lamps converged together, making people feel dizzy.

Someone is watching you.

You are exposed to high-energy radiation, and your external armor prevents you from taking damage.

A description suddenly popped up in the log. Noita recalled the characteristics of the rock language and remembered that he liked to collect some radioactively contaminated stones. It was said that this was related to his research. He came to the secret realm to study the background magic and radiation characteristics here.

A divine dream that is different from the material world can produce not only rich resources, but also a huge amount of papers that can make wizards and scholars go crazy.

Noita glanced around and quickly found the stone in his collection. Under the stimulation of the light, it spread a circle of cold and gloomy aura that could not be ignored.

[Speaking Stone: This seemingly silent rock actually sings a fiery song. Magic and radiation are its language. Keep your distance to avoid being harmed by the radiation.]

Noita tried to touch the faint light with her hand, but before she even touched it, a burning pain came from her fingertips.

The journal's alerts grew faster as the fingers approached, indicating she was touching something dangerous.

Noita withdrew his hand and roughly felt his palm, and found that it had been burned from a distance. The defense of the Bright Flame Armor was broken through by radiation, and the surface of the skin burned by high-energy radiation recovered abnormally slowly, just like the recovery speed after being attacked by flames and strong acid in turn.

If she is like this, the damage to other students will only be more serious.

It’s no wonder that Yanyu’s students don’t like to come to his place since he keeps such dangerous items in the living room.

Away from the dangerous objects, Noita glanced at the hall under the light, which was silent.

She has been here for a while and has not done much demonstration. With the team leader's ability, he should be able to notice her arrival.

There is no response now. Has the owner of this place left?

To find out what was going on, she walked deeper into the house.

Soon, Noita visited all the rooms on the first floor and could not find any trace of the rock language. However, when she passed some places, the log would always remind her that there was too much radiation and asked her to take a detour.

Following the log's instructions, Noita found a room on the second floor, which was the source of the radiation.

The ground echo told her that someone was sitting in a corner of the room, motionless.

When she was only a few meters away from the room, Noita's whole body was warning her to get away immediately and remind her that the things in the room were extremely dangerous.

The biological instinct of seeking benefits and avoiding harm reminded Noita to leave this place.

The truth is right before our eyes.

Noita stood at a safe distance and summoned a gust of wind to destroy the door, causing the radiation level to rise instantly. The doors and walls in this room had the effect of blocking radiation.

Once the door was destroyed, Noita felt her skin burning even though she was several meters away.

This made her take a few steps back.

Retreating to a safe distance where the log alarms were less frequent, Noita took out an imperial gold coin from his pocket. It ignited a fire in Noita's hand. The tiny fire was as illusory as a dream and did not even leave a scorch mark on the armor.

At the same time, four thousand experience points in the log were burned, and it cast a fourth-ring spell, Arcane Eye.

After the spell was completed, the log disappeared, and the invisible magic eye quietly floated in Noita's palm.

The Mystic Eye obeyed Noita's will and flew into the house, transmitting back everything it saw.

Although the scorching magical radiation interfered with the Arcane Eye's spell structure and shortened its duration, the remaining time was enough for it to see the entire room.

A few seconds later, the secret eye saw the person sitting in meditation in the blind corner of the house.

He sat on the sofa, his face resting on one hand, his eyes closed quietly, as if he was pondering a profound philosophical question.

But the hole in his chest showed that he was dead, and dried blue blood flowed from his chest to under the table. This blue blood was the source of radiation, scorching all life.

On a wall some distance away, gorgeous blue blood flowers bloomed on the white wall. They bloomed in a splashing pattern, indicating the first location of the crime.

Yanyu was to rest in eternal sleep there, but the murderer had the good sense to move him here, posing him as a meditator to frighten those who came after him.

Regardless of the murderer's purpose, the leader is dead and has been dead for some time, which means that the other scholars have long lost their protection.

Oh, this is terrible.

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Chapter 143 The Worm Feeder

The dark environment and the bad news about monsters caused panic to spread. For the sake of their lives, scholars and mercenaries gathered in the brightly lit hall to keep each other warm.

Numbers are the source of courage. When there are more people together, the effectiveness of fear will be greatly weakened.

The phantom brought a cup of tea and sat down next to the dazed Anjou.

"You look lonely, Lord Anjou. Do you need me to accompany you?"

A layer of milky white pearl powder floated on the surface of the tea. This was the seasoning found on the counter in the room. Anjou told the person who found it that it was a condiment used by the teacher to entertain guests, and that Teacher Qingyu would not be angry if they drank it, so the scholars carefully added a spoonful of it to their cups.

Anru shook her head. "I just thought of something. If we can't survive this long and dangerous night, what will happen to our research? Will those who come after us be able to dig this information out of the yellow sand?"

Her tone was deep, she was too worried about what would happen after her death, but she was also worried about the research she had been doing these days.

It's not that I'm worried that my achievements can't bring me glory, but that these data can't play the role they should.

The phantom took a sip of tea and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

The condiments used to entertain guests in sunny and rainy weather are very refreshing and taste indescribably wonderful.

The phantom replied to Anru, "In my opinion, my lord, you are overthinking things. Trust our mentors. They will definitely resolve this crisis and lead us to survival. Even if you doubt yourself, you shouldn't doubt our leaders. Their wisdom and strength far surpass ours, so we should trust them."

They are now equivalent to being on an isolated island, with fear like the ocean washing over the reefs and beaches. If they want to resist the surging fear, they must be firm in their hearts and believe that they can be saved, and use this belief to resist fear.

Anru pursed her lips; "I know, but..."

She wanted to say something, but she had no words.

What if the one who wants to kill them is the one they trust? What if the hero doesn't exist, and there's only a demon king who wants to destroy everything?

Anjou's vision was extremely complicated, with thousands of emotions scattered and gathered together, becoming a thin thread that bound his thoughts.

"what happened?"

The phantom demon noticed her complicated expression and asked, "Sir, do you not trust the leader?"

"No, I'm just a little upset."

"Perhaps you could go get some sleep, or chat with me to relieve your worries. Talking out the problems that are stuck in your chest will make you feel much better. This is my experience after being whipped and bullied by Lord Noita many times."

The phantom smiled and persuaded Anru to chat with him, while calmly plotting against Noita.

Anjou covered her slightly opened mouth, very surprised: "Noita, she, she, bullied you? She doesn't look like that kind of person."

"She is always very polite to outsiders, but she is not polite at all to a personal servant like me."

An Ru exclaimed: "It's true that you can only judge a person by his appearance but not by his heart. I can't tell."

Anju glanced at the phantom's figure quickly and felt that Noita was really not picky about food and could eat such mediocre food.

Thanks to this pleasure, Anru's worries were relieved a little, and she naturally agreed to the phantom's request to chat.

An Ru recounted a past event: "Actually, one of my seniors and I are from a small country in Jinghai, so we can be considered fellow countrymen."

Two scholars from the same hometown live in the same college in a foreign country. Although they study different majors, they are connected by the same sense of loneliness. Even though their homes are far apart in their hometown, after leaving the kingdom, the same accent brings familiarity and touching moments.

They quickly became acquainted, made friends, and then...

"Are you in love?" the phantom guessed excitedly.

"No, if things had continued as they normally would have, we would have really been in a relationship, but in the end we parted ways."

The story is very complicated. If we were to pick out the cause and effect, even if everyone died today, we would still not be able to finish. Anju picked out the key points and briefly stated the reason for the separation: "different positions."

Anjou's hometown is called Faru, a small country on the edge of the Sea of ​​Tranquility, close to the Lotus Fire Land of the Holy Empire. Due to some reasons, Faru has repeatedly become a battlefield for the empire to fight with other forces. After several disputes, it has finally survived to this day.

Because it is too close to the empire and is deeply influenced by many parties, the internal thoughts of Faru are also complicated, with various ideas emerging one after another.

"That senior joined an extremist organization, I heard it's called the Sunset Society."

It is not clear whether it is the extremist organization Anjou. According to A Luo, there are also many factions within the Sunset Society, and each has its own purpose. The faction A Luo belongs to wants to provoke conflicts between Faru and the Empire. They hate the Empire and vow to expel the Empire's influence from Faru.

"So you broke up?"

"We haven't even talked about it, how can we break up?"

Anru frowned and pursed her pink lips in dissatisfaction. She didn't want to chat with the phantom demon anymore. This guy would never listen to people seriously and always interrupted from time to time.

Seeing Anru's intention, the phantom demon walked away with a smile and wandered among the rest of the crowd.

Anjou's eyes dropped to the floor and she sighed again.

She had just deliberately made things sound vague. In fact, Anjou and Alo disliked each other. Anjou supported Faru to maintain its current position and become a transit point for the Holy Empire to transport goods to the Sea of ​​Tranquility. Thanks to the support of the empire, the Faru people could live well.

Alo despised Anjou's idea and said that the hatred between Faru and other countries could not be forgotten.

This extreme and unrealistic statement made people wonder if A Luo was sane. Faru had lived alongside the Empire for thousands of years, and the influence it had received was profound, far from being easily eradicated. Furthermore, Faru had been destroyed and rebuilt many times, also with financial support from the Empire. The current situation was not about whether the Empire was willing to occupy Faru, but whether it was willing to accept Faru into its fold.

The Empire's borders had remained unchanged since they were established by the Oracle Singers, and its territory remained unchanged to this day—except for the Sky City, which continued to race through the atmospheric circulation. To better fulfill its mission of observing the heavens, Sky City had been rebuilt time and again.

Because of their differences in ideas, Anjou and Alo disliked each other, but after many collaborations, Alo stopped short of his plan to expel all foreigners from Faru, and they lived in peace.

But recently A Luo started to spread his outrageous remarks again, which made An Ru angry, so she killed him.

After ending Alo's life, Anjou sealed his soul and handed it over to his mentor.

It was a murder committed in the heat of the moment, but Anjou had no regrets about what he had done, and even felt a little happy when he thought about it now.

Anjou sat in his seat, recalling the past twenty years. The fragrance of memories wafted through his head, nourishing the foreign matter in his body. Strange creatures shaped like dragons and snakes swam out from the void and swallowed the fragrance in one gulp.

Not delicious, but edible.

The worm flicked its tail and swam back into nothingness.

A moment of pain flashed across Anru's face, and after a moment, her expression returned to normal, returning to her original state of unconsciousness.

A call came from another part of the hall, vague and indistinct.

It seems that Noita is back.