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Chapter 73 The Disappearing Corpse

On the way back, Mu Ying took another route. Although she was suspected of taking a long way, her night vision is also very good now, so it's okay to be a little later.

Passing by the hillside where the cemetery used to be, she glanced over there inadvertently, and had to stop.

What happened to the new graves dug up at the foot of the mountain?

Before the end of the world, this was one of the best cemeteries in the surrounding environment of Binhai City, and it is said that the master specially asked the master to read the feng shui.

But at that time, all the ashes buried here were urns.

The rain did not erode the pure natural marble tombstones, but made the pines and cypresses in the cemetery more dense.

The cemetery is not too far from the territory. Some of the unfortunate people who died around the territory after the end of the world were buried here by relatives and friends, and there were no conditions for cremation. There were more graves at the foot of the mountain.

But now, the grave bags are all gone, fresh wet soil is scattered on the ground, and the shroud is thrown on the ground randomly, broken and disfigured.

"Could it have been picked up by some wild beast?"

In the gloomy mountain forest, a gust of cold wind blew by, and Muying couldn't help shivering, and goose bumps appeared on her arms.

She clenched her weapon and followed the drag marks on the ground to the back of the cemetery.

At the end of the traces, there were a few humanoid creatures squatting under a small cliff a few meters high, their heads bent and their bodies moving, as if they were eating something.

Mu Ying is sure that it is not a person.

Although they have the same head and limbs as humans, their skin is an abnormal gray-blue color, and their stature is much taller than that of ordinary adult men.

With his back facing that thing in this direction, only these general signs can be seen.

This is still due to the good eyesight brought by her high perception attribute.

Muying thought for a while, then backed away quietly, and walked around to the top of the cliff.

In case something went wrong, she was safer on the cliff.

By the time she circled the cliff, the sky had completely darkened.

She climbed to the tree on the cliff and observed through the cover of the canopy.

The "dinner party" of the creatures under the cliff seems to have come to an end.

They stood up with a low growl, and dragged the remaining "dinner" into the cliff, leaving only broken bones on the ground.

Muying also saw their appearance clearly this time, not only recognized them, but also learned more information about them by relying on the newly learned creature identification.

"Ghouls, level 1-3 medium-sized undead creatures, mentally retarded, undead flesh never rots, have an endless appetite for carrion of humanoids, and can never get a sense of satiety when devouring dead flesh, perennial The corpse's body exudes a poisonous stench, and its long tongue has a paralyzing effect. Due to historical reasons, this paralyzing effect has no effect on elves.

Some ghoul communities may have more intelligent ghost leaders..."

The expected goal of practicing hands appeared, but her strength should not be underestimated.

Although I don't know the relationship between elves and ghouls, the elves are immune to the paralyzing effect of ghouls' tongues, but the smell on their bodies is poisonous.

She has no means of restraining the toxin.

After waiting for a while, no ghouls came out again, and once they got into the cliff, there was no sound at all.

Mu Ying went down to the tree and used a piercing spear to pry open the vines covering the cliff, and she saw the familiar light gate in the dungeon.

This made her dare not act rashly, what if she fell into the den of ghouls?
Maybe these few ghouls that can only produce dungeons are not high-level, but it's hard to say if there are any more terrifying existences, such as ghosts.

The fungus dungeon doesn't have luck all the time, even if it's a fungus dungeon, if it wasn't for a good relationship at the beginning, those poisonous gas spores and giant bun servants would be enough for her to drink a pot.

What's more, creatures like ghouls are full of appetite and can't communicate at all.

Mu Ying still left.

She can deal with goblins slowly, and she will not be reckless if she changes to this ghoul dungeon.

She roughly figured out that most of the monsters that fell directly from the sky and landed on the ground were not high-level, and they didn't carry many things. If they fought alone, most humans might not be able to win.

The level of monsters in the dungeon can be low or high, and there is no limit, but only the lower level part of the dungeon can be produced, and the suppression is stronger than the monsters that come directly.

If you are not greedy for the money in the dungeon, it is the safest way to slowly consume the monster's strength outside the dungeon.

Before returning to the territory, such an encounter happened on the way, which ruined Muying's mood to go back to the barbecue.

Although many people died in the last days, most of them turned into zombies when the first wave of monsters came. After being killed, they were directly turned into experience and copper coins, leaving no ashes.

Those with corpses were those who succeeded in taking office later and unfortunately died while going out to fight. On the contrary, there are not many of these people, and even fewer of them can be picked up and buried in the cemetery.

The corpse has been almost ruined.

This place is not far from the territory, so it is not a small threat to the residents of the territory.

These are the sources of her rent.

She can be a renter who doesn't worry much about money. These people have contributed a lot, and the death of one of them will cause her income to drop.

Thinking of this, after returning home, Muying took out a piece of paper, carefully wrote down the guesses about the habits of ghouls and the copy, and then read the paper in one hand and went to Sierra Restaurant with the pork in the other.

It was too late, and she was too lazy to make barbecue by herself, so she simply took it and asked Uncle Sera to help make skewers. The night barbecue business they expanded not long ago has been doing well.

Now those with good strength can make a good profit every day by going out to hunt and sell them, and those with weak strength can also make money by farming for several large teams.

In addition, many people made a lot of money in the previous wave of zombie siege.

You may be reluctant to eat the dinner in the restaurant every day, but you can afford a two-coin meat skewer at night.

It’s like a night market stall before the end of the world. When you’re hungry, you spend a few copper coins to buy a few meat skewers, chat with other people, chat for a while, and the richer can bring the meat skewers to the tavern for a drink.

So there are the most people in restaurants and pubs at night.

After talking to Madam Serra who was doing the accounting at the counter, she pasted this piece of paper on the wall not far from the entrance of the restaurant, so that she could see it as soon as she entered.

Muying herself is getting a lot of attention in the territory now, and seeing her posting things, many people come to see her.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

The name ghoul sounds weird, and the smell on his body is poisonous, making it even more difficult to deal with.

Those who are interested will go to the mercenary union and spend money to see the image of the ghoul. The slender tongue is in danger of being paralyzed if it is touched. If it is accidentally tricked, it may be turned into a corpse by the ghoul to chew. up.

Of course, some people have been paying attention to the dungeons that have been circulating on the forum for a long time. The legendary treasure of the dragon's nest is still a hot topic of discussion.

The fungus dungeon has not been spread. For many people, the ghoul dungeon is the first dungeon they may come into contact with, and many people are interested in the wealth in it.

Muying didn't care if they would rush in. For her, it was just a reminder to prevent the residents of the territory from accidentally encountering ghouls and being easily killed because they didn't understand.

She doesn't care about those who go to the dungeon with the idea of ​​making a lot of money, and she doesn't feel jealous if they make a lot of money, so she doesn't care if they die.

People have to bear the consequences of their choices.

(End of this chapter)