Lu Yuan frowned.

Of course, he could understand this sentence. Generally speaking, it was such a saying such as "If you don't know where this is, then you just feel fear in your heart. If you know where this is, then you will only be despair in your heart."

But as soon as I thought about this, the person in the shadow opposite suddenly asked.

"But when it comes to it, I'm a little curious. How could you not know where this is?" he said.

"Because I am a player, I found myself lying down here at the beginning of my dungeon." Lu Yuan directly gave the most practical answer.

However, after saying that, there was no response from the other side of the cell. Obviously, the other party automatically blocked the sentence because of the power of the ark. The man was still sitting quietly, waiting for Shi Lu Yuan's answer.

"Okay." Lu Yuan sighed: "Because I have lost my memory."

He gave another reason.

"Amnesia?" The person opposite seemed a little dissatisfied with the answer.

"Yes, I just lost my memory, because I was knocked on the back of my head and was still bleeding. My head was blank now, and I forgot what I was surnamed." Lu Yuan directly threw out a series of remarks, and he had picked himself up completely.

"..." The man opposite was silent for a while: "Well, so that's it."

He said, and slowly moved forward. This behavior made him hide in the shadow finally appear before Lu Yuan's eyes.

His dirty hair and his equally dirty face were like rolling in a mud pit and then drying it. He couldn't even tell the appearance and age of his appearance. He was wearing a torn black robe, with broken holes on his robe.

He only listens to the sound and gives people the feeling of an old man in his seventies, eighty years old, but if he is a young man who has been thirsty for a long time and has not drunk water, it makes sense. Anyway, it is full of hoarseness and fatigue, and Lu Yuan even feels that he is about to die of thirst.

The most important thing is that even after seeing his face now, Lu Yuan still couldn't feel his existence. It felt like... the other party was a dead person.

"The prisoner with amnesia, hehe." He smiled: "It's interesting. When you wake up in such a place, you don't look panicked at all."

"I'm called confused." Lu Yuan responded: "Let's go ahead and continue the question just now. Who are you? Where is this? Maybe as you talk, I will recall something."

"..." The man was silent for about a second again: "I am [Demon Fox 71]."

"Ah?" Lu Yuan was stunned: "Demon Fox 71? Is this a name?"

The man nodded: "Yes, everyone who knows me calls me this name, and those who don't know me generally don't care about my name. They just shouted and rushed over and killed me."

"Well, okay, it seems that you are quite unpopular." Lu Yuan muttered.

And Demon Fox No. 71 continued: "The reason why I am here is very simple because I was caught by the owner of this slaughterhouse."

Lu Yuan could hear that when the other party was talking about [Slaughterhouse owner], there was a strong sense of hatred in his tone.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the reason you are here should be the same as mine. In the near future, a slaughter will come and take you or me out, and then torture you and me to death... Everyone else here dies like this."

While he said, he clasped the straw mat under his butt meaninglessly, as if he had accepted his ending.

When Lu Yuan heard this, he was also deeply curious about the worldview of this copy.

"Uh... Maybe I've lost my memory thoroughly. I want to ask... What is this slaughterhouse? It doesn't sound like a place to kill pigs, and... You say you are [Demon Fox No. 71], and this name obviously has the taste of "organized and disciplined". What are you so-called [Demon Fox] for?"

No. 71 coughed twice before answering: "The demon fox is the one who fights the dead, and this slaughterhouse is..." Speaking of this, he spent three seconds organizing the wording, "...it is a traitor of human beings, helping the 'Gate of Death' to hunt down the living people."

"Uh... Then, what are the 'dead' and 'dead gate'?" Lu Yuan seemed to be very embarrassed about this 'problem leading to more problems'.

As for the guy opposite the cell, he seemed to be choking by Lu Yuan's questions. After a moment, he responded unhappily: "What are you doing? Do you don't even remember this kind of common sense?"

"Yes." Lu Yuan nodded frankly: "I'm just an idiot now."

"Tsk, okay, then I'll give you this idiot class again..." He was very patient, or the place was so boring, he just wanted to have an object that could relieve loneliness before he died.

"First of all, it is the [dead]. You should know that after a person dies, there is about 5% chance of resurrection, right?" the man muttered without any interest.

"Uh...well, I know now. So, what are these dead people after they are resurrected? Are they zombies?" Lu Yuan asked in accordance with the words of No. 71.

"Zombie?emmm...It seems that there was such a word in ancient times, but I don't know anything about ancient documents. In short, those who are resurrected from the dead will become monsters that have no wisdom and only know how to eat."

"Oh, it looks like a zombie thing." Lu Yuan muttered in his heart.

No. 71 continued: "But some people say that hundreds of years ago, humans would not be resurrected after death. They just lie quietly forever, motionless until they rot. And the question of 'Why do people suddenly have the ability to resurrect from the dead' has not been answered yet, but fortunately, the chance of resurrection is very low, and the location is not concentrated. Most people may not see it once in their lifetime. Those dead people who have become monsters are randomly sent by the government to cut off their heads and burn them on the spot. It's fine."

"But...happiness is always not that long-lasting. This stable life suddenly ended one day two hundred years ago. A person opened something called the gate of the death realm. Actually, I don't know what this thing is. In short, after that, this person has the ability to turn people into [dead] as he will do whatever he wants. According to legend, as long as he glances at the corpse on the ground, the corpse will stand up and become a slave to that person.

In this way, it took that person 10 years, 50 years, or 100 years... In fact, no one can say that, because the history of the past few hundred years is in chaos. Anyway, since the day I was born, the whole world has been ruled by that person."

"As for the "slaughterhouse"...haha, of course, it is a place where we slaughter our living people. It's ridiculous to say that the owners of the slaughterhouse are usually living people.
Chapter completed!