In the next minute, Lu Yuan heard no other sound. He didn't know what was happening opposite the wall, but nearly two minutes later, he seemed to hear a sneer.

"As expected, as I imagined, in order to survive, you can even give up the most basic shame." The woman said.

Lu Yuan frowned. Could it be that the man named No. 71 should have really taken off his clothes?

This was a bit beyond Lu Yuan's expectations. After all, in the slaughterhouse before, he could clearly feel that No. 71 was not a person who was greedy for life and death. He even longed for death even more.

But at this moment, he actually acted like a coward who was afraid of death. It can be seen from the tone of the other sister that the character of No. 71 seemed to be a coward, and he should have brought considerable harm to his sister because of his cowardice. Otherwise, this woman would not have humiliated her brother who had not seen for three years.

"Ah~ The relationship between this family is really messy." Lu Yuan muttered in his heart, and now he seemed to be increasingly unable to see through No. 71: "Which one is the prisoner who no longer yearns for life, the fearless hunter, and the brother who is afraid of death, is the real appearance of No. 71?"

Lu Yuan didn't know, but one thing seemed to be confirmed, that is, he should not be a controlled dead body, and his life should have been saved.

"Then, after this "sister" interrogated his brother, it should be his turn next." Lu Yuan thought so. Sure enough, a few seconds later, the slender woman with a wide robe walked to the outside of the fence of her cell, and the black robe covering her face stood outside the fence. Lu Yuan knew that the other party was looking at him, but he didn't say a word.

This unilateral gaze made Lu Yuan scratch his head very much. He didn't know what to do. In the end, he could only wave awkwardly: "Hi~ Hello, fellow villager."

"I haven't seen you before," said the sister.

"Uh, that's normal. There are so many people you have never seen before." Lu Yuan replied casually.

"There are indeed many people I have never met, but I should not have seen you." The sister said in a cold voice.

"Ah?" Lu Yuan was stunned.

"I know all the people in this town, so I'm sure you are not from this town, but you're found in a slaughterhouse 40 kilometers away."

Lu Yuan frowned, then asked tentatively: "Is there anything wrong with this? Maybe I am from another town."

"Within a few hundred miles, there is no second town suitable for living people to live in." The sister continued to say in a cold voice: "If all living people want to go to other towns, they must be escorted by hunters, but in recent months, no escort team has stepped into this area."

"This" is a bit difficult for Lu Yuan to deal with, because this 'Sister' said it very clearly, that is, he definitely does not belong to this area, so how should he explain the reason for his appearance?

Under the black robe, the sister's expression was still blurry: "You have 30 seconds to explain why you appeared, otherwise you will be executed at midnight."

"Hey, this is too hasty." Lu Yuan called out: "I am an amnesia-lost person, and I don't know why I appeared in the slaughterhouse."

"Then you have 30 seconds to restore your memory, and now there are only 20 seconds left."

"Is this a bit too hard for people? If I am a good person, then how unfair I will die!" Lu Yuan shouted.

"I think it's better if you die than there's one more weird person in the town. Anyway, we will execute you, at least it will be very straightforward, and you won't be tortured."

"What a theory?" Lu Yuan's tone showed helplessness.

"Okay, your time has come, goodbye forever."

After saying that, the sister turned around and left Lu Yuan's sight.

"Hey hey!" Lu Yuan was stunned: "No, will I be sentenced to death?"

"Dadada" In the cell, there was only a series of footsteps gradually moving away and responding to Lu Yuan. A few seconds later, the door of the cell was closed with a bang. It seemed that the woman who decided that she had lived and died should have really left.

""Lu Yuan was still in an inexplicable mood. It seemed difficult for him to imagine that he was sentenced to death so easily? The people in this copy are too ignorant of taking human lives seriously.

After just a few minutes like this, Lu Yuan finally had to accept his fate. Fortunately, his death penalty was at midnight, and the skills of the [Illusionist] should be good, so he still has the ability to escape. But if he escapes, then he should not think about escaping again.

"Damn it, I offended the human side on the first day of the game. The deceased side also chopped off the living people when they see them, fucking me when they live, and fucking me when they die. Isn't that even if there is nowhere to hide?" Lu Yuan muttered, thinking that the difficulty of this copy was a bit too much.

Soon, Lu Yuan's attention shifted to the 71st person who caused all this.

"Hey, the bastard over there." He squirmed and leaned against the wall: "I was executed, it's all thanks to you."

No. 71 answered directly: "Yes."

"Damn? You're so embarrassed to say it?"

"I'm sorry, but no matter what aspect, your death is the best choice."

"The designer of this copy is definitely in his mind." Lu Yuan muttered, but No. 71 did not hear this sentence.

"Then yours." Lu Yuan changed his style: "Have you survived?"

"It should be." At this time, No. 71's response was very brief, and it seemed that he didn't want to say anything more to this guy who was waiting to die.

"What about your promise?" Lu Yuan asked again.

"I just promised you to bring you to the town, and I didn't promise that you must still be alive after entering the town."

"Tsk tsk, this word game is very good." Lu Yuan mocked: "But what I am talking about is not this promise."

"I probably didn't promise anything else." No. 71 thought for a while and responded.

"No, you said, after you come to the town, you will find someone who has a study of history and tell me about the past few hundred years. Have you forgotten?"

No. 71 seemed to be stunned: "I seem to have made a promise, but why do you still want to know the history now?"

"I just want to know something." Lu Yuan said: "Because I saved you and you cheated me of your kindness and revenge, I think you should fulfill your promise."

""No. 71 was silent. Obviously, he didn't understand the meaning of Lu Yuan's request.

How could a person who is about to be executed focus on history? Shouldn't he ask others to save him?

Lu Yuan noticed the hesitation of No. 71 and also tried harder: "Didn't you say that there is a weird guy in this town who studies history? I want to talk to him, and I'm tied up here. If you are very familiar with that person, please ask him to come. We just chatted through the prison door for a while. Anyway, I will be executed at midnight. Do you think my request is too much?"

It's not too much, but it doesn't make sense.

In fact, under Lu Yuan's thinking, this weird behavior is actually the most useful routine he can achieve now.

Because he was sure that it was pure nonsense to ask for help from this guy No. 71 to save him. If he waited until his skill CD was ready and he escaped from prison, it seemed a bit unprofitable. After all, he had not even figured out the background story of this era. If he ran away rashly, he would probably have to wander around the town in confusion for a long time, and he didn't even know what he was going to do.

It is a bit unrealistic to do nothing before midnight, just waiting for the death penalty, or expect someone to change the plot before the death penalty.

So in summary, the best way is to quickly understand the history of this copy, as well as the God of Hope, the logo of the Sp Foundation, or what the Death Realm Gate is. It is more meaningful to run away without the information being too blank.

""The silence on No. 71 continued. After a long time, "Okay."

Lu Yuan frowned. He didn't expect that No. 71 would agree so soon. He had seen the person who broke the prison door. He should have thought that he had the ability to run away. Then he couldn't help but ask not to increase his guarding efforts, but actually met his request.

To be honest, Lu Yuan’s current doubts about No. 71 are even greater than the background of this dungeon.

But as soon as I thought of this, the door of the cell was pushed open with a "creak" sound. Then, two jailers walked in. They went directly over Lu Yuan's cell, walked to the door of No. 71, and opened it.

After a rustling sound, Lu Yuan saw No. 71 being carried out and walked out of the cell.

It seems that his sister is not so heartless, and she wouldn't have killed her brother after humiliating her, as it would be too dark.

And when No. 71 crossed Lu Yuan's sight, he looked at Lu Yuan.

"I will let Dr. Wenger meet you before you die." He whispered.

The two jailers should have heard this passage, but they did not do anything unnecessary. They just held No. 71. With the sound of the prison door closing, the entire space fell into silence.

The lights outside the prison window are getting thinner and thinner, and night falls. If we look at this situation, midnight should be coming in a few hours.

As for Dr. Wenger Lu Yuan mentioned in No. 71, I don’t know when I will be able to wait.

In this way, in the increasingly dark environment, Lu Yu waited for two hours. If it were converted according to the normal time, it should be around 9 pm now.

After leaving the cell on the 71st, no one came in again. There was no oil lamp or supper. Lu Yuan could only lean against the wall with the help of the meager moonlight, waiting for the Dr. Wenger who didn't know if it would arrive, and the little cooling of his own skills.

Sudden

"Crack~Crack~"

It was the sound of the door lock, which seemed extremely clear in the darkness. The door of the cell should have been opened, and then a gentle sound of footsteps came.

Following the sound of footsteps, there was a faint candlelight.

The candlelight gradually became brighter, and the dim light shone into the fence of the cell. Then, a very young face entered Lu Yuan's sight.

Because the man held the only light source in his hand, Lu Yuan could clearly see her face. This was a woman, who looked almost the same age as hers, with her long hair tied behind her head. I don’t know if it was because she was lazy to build it, and the scattered hair tie actually reached her waist. Her face was very delicate, and her skin looked more delicate than normal under the light. She also wore a round-frame glasses, which set off the girl with a trace of scholarly aura.

"Hi makes you wait for a long time." The woman spoke first. Compared with her scholar's Wenjing temperament, her tone seemed not so polite, and it could even be said to be a bit careless.

"Are you Dr. Wenger?" Lu Yuan asked tentatively.

"Well, it's me." Wenger said, and then, he took out a chair and placed it on the aisle facing the prison door. Then she placed the oil lamp on the ground so that the light could just shine between herself and Lu Yuan, and then leaned lazily on the chair.

"To be honest, I didn't expect that a person who studies history would be a girl." Lu Yuan said.

"Don't call me a girl, I'm probably older than your grandma." Wenger responded jokingly: "Okay, a kid told me that there is a very interesting guy in the cell. He asked me to come and see, probably you."

"I am the only one in the cell," Lu Yuan said.

"Well." Wenger nodded: "No matter how you made the boy owe you favors, anyway, if you have any questions, you can ask me, but you'd better act interesting, because if I find it boring, I might turn around and leave."

Wenger said, his tone a bit like a wool girl who smokes, drinks, and perms her hair.

The oil lamp on the ground swayed. Lu Yuan found that the oil lamp was placed very uncomfortable because it could only catch a cooler of Wenger's clothes and part of his face. However, when the light reflected on his glasses, it made the latter look white and bright. So far, Lu Yuan has not seen what the eyes behind the other person's lenses look like.

But Lu Yuan didn't care much about these things now. What he cared about was Wenger's clothes.

It was a very simple white long dress, which was very clean even though it had been a long time.

The most important thing is that there is an icon of [SCP Foundation] embroidered on the left chest.

Lu Yuan stared at the icon and began his first question.

"What does that sign on your chest mean?"
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