Chapter 1874

Su Xiao ran quickly along the street. There were many buildings in the Dead Silence City. Except for the sound of the wind, the street was very quiet. The sky was grey and hazy, and all the buildings were dominated by black-grey tones, which seemed to be caused by erosion by some kind of energy.

After rushing about two or three hundred meters, Su Xiao stopped, because at the corner ahead of the street, three huge figures were walking slowly; those were three Gatekeeper: Tree-Eaters.

Su Xiao was standing in the center of the street, with dense buildings on both sides. On the left was a church-like building, the inverted cross on it giving people a sense of ominousness. The windows were pitch black, and it seemed like something was surging inside.

As for the right side, it was a dilapidated small wooden house, with the door broken in half and the windows covered with black burlap.

Without even thinking, Su Xiao rushed directly toward the wooden house, pushed the door open, and flashed into the wooden house.

Thump, thump, thump...

The sound of Tree-Eater's footsteps grew closer. Su Xiao leaned against the wall of the wooden house, tucking Veronique, who was in the middle of dropping her pants and only wearing her small underwear, under his arm. Amu stood straight against the wooden wall, while Bubu Wang observed the situation outside the door. Being able to blend into the environment really allows one to do whatever one wants.

Rustling sounds came; it was Veronique pulling up her pants. She felt a sense of exhaustion throughout her body. They had just entered the Dead Silence City, and it was already so thrilling.

The powerhouses in the Dead Silence City were simply as common as dogs. Based on Su Xiao's assessment of his own strength, he wasn't afraid of the ordinary residents of the Dead Silence City. As for the Tree-Eaters or stronger residents, as long as he was cautious, there would be no problem.

As for those small bosses or big bosses, it was better to retreat first. If he really couldn't avoid them, he would have to fight to the death.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Dry coughing sounds came from inside the wooden house. Su Xiao pressed his hand on the hilt of his blade.

"Living one, do you have wine?"

A somewhat hoarse and old voice came. It was an old man sitting in the innermost part of the wooden house, with tattered grey cloth clothes, one leg bent, and the other leg stretched forward naturally.

The old man's hair was sparse, with only a few strands left. The skin on his body wasn't black-grey, but a withered yellow, which was very different from the residents of the Dead Silence City. The old man's long-untrimmed nails were dirty, and a tattered long blade in a scabbard leaned against his shoulder; the long blade had no handguard.

"Yes."

Su Xiao took a bottle of vintage wine from his storage space and threw it toward the old man.

After the wine bottle flipped a few times in the air, it landed in the old man's hand.

"Leave. This place does not belong to the living."

The old man's voice was hoarse. Just at this moment, a roaring sound came from outside the wooden house. A little girl with black-grey skin and grey-white pupils stood outside the door, and bloodstains could still be seen on her hands.

With a "slap," the old man inside the wooden house gripped the scabbard. This simple action made the little girl outside the room take a few steps back.

"Bachi, Nonoguawai (Living person, does not belong here)."

The little girl spoke, her black hair twisting as if it had a life of its own.

"Get lost."

The old man raised his head; those were eyes that were turbid but exceptionally sharp.

"ROAR!"

The little girl outside the door roared low. After hesitating for a moment, she walked toward the small hut where Su Xiao had been before. When passing the street, her black hair entangled a Tree-Eater. The seven-meter-tall Tree-Eater could only let out a terrified roar, with no power to resist, and was dragged into the hut by the little girl, followed by the chilling sound of gnawing.

After the little girl left, the old man closed his eyes again. He pulled out the wooden cork of the wine bottle and drank heavily.

Clearly, that little girl belonged to the highly aggressive residents of the Dead Silence City, while this old man was relatively neutral. Not only did he not drive Su Xiao out of the wooden house, but he instead reminded Su Xiao to leave the Dead Silence City.

"Are you... a Saint Cultivator?"

Su Xiao felt that this old man still had some aura of a human, but this aura was already very faint. If the other party completely turned into a resident of the Dead Silence City, they would at least be at the level of Prisoner: Hera.

As for that little girl, the other party was much weaker than the full-form Hera, at least that's what Su Xiao felt. However, that little girl was very strange. Listening to the Old Monk's previous words, that little girl should be a very special existence; otherwise, the Old Monk would definitely have joined forces with Su Xiao to destroy that little girl.

"Saint Cultivator... It seems you are people of this world, not from over there. Is the Forster family still on the continent?"

The old Saint Cultivator spoke with his head lowered. If one observed carefully, one would find that a kind of white root system connected his back to the wooden wall, making the two grow together.

"The Forster family?"

Su Xiao looked at Veronique. Veronique was full of astonishment and said in a very low voice:

"Forster is an ancient family from about five hundred years ago, even before the era of the Black King; it has already perished."

After listening to Veronique's words, Su Xiao roughly knew what was going on.

"Forster is still there, very prosperous."

Su Xiao wouldn't say that the Forster family had perished. If he angered this old man, it wasn't certain whether he could get out alive.

"Is that so? That's good. You answered one question for me, and I will answer one for you."

The old Saint Cultivator threw the empty wine bottle aside and let his hands hang down naturally.

"Where is the Hall of Birth?"

Su Xiao hadn't forgotten the hidden quest. He risked entering here not to satisfy his curiosity, but to reap benefits.

"Hall of Birth... Let me think."

The old Saint Cultivator was silent for about ten seconds before saying: "I forgot. You guys go. Keep walking in that direction, and you can leave the Dead Silence City. The limit you pursue is not here."

The old Saint Cultivator pointed to the south and lowered his head, not speaking anymore. That trace of human aura also faded away.

"What can I exchange for the thing around your neck?"

Su Xiao didn't care about what the old Saint Cultivator had just said, but looked at an old wooden plaque around the other party's neck.

"This? Similar extraordinary... No, those things have no meaning. Two bottles of wine will do."

The old Saint Cultivator didn't raise his head. He pulled off the wooden plaque from his neck and threw it toward Su Xiao.

Su Xiao caught the wooden plaque, and the Reincarnation Paradise hint appeared.

【You have obtained Godly Wood.】

【Godly Wood】

Origin: Black Throne Continent

Quality: Gold ~ Legendary-grade

Type: Prop/Material/???

Usage Effect: After wearing this wooden plaque, consume 10 HP per second. When performing melee attacks, it adds wood attribute (sprouting, fission, hyperplasia). After the effect lasts for 5 minutes, this item will lose its activity.

Rating: 360~530 points

Introduction: A stained wooden plaque, which seems to record something.

Selling Price: No ownership yet, cannot be sold.

Su Xiao took two bottles of wine from his storage space and placed them on the ground. The wine bottles rolled to the old Saint Cultivator.

"Those who explore the dead silence will inevitably be swallowed by the dead silence, just like us. We were all foolish living people once."

After the old Saint Cultivator said this, he stopped speaking as if he had fallen asleep, but he didn't drive Su Xiao out of the small wooden house either.

Su Xiao observed the street outside through the cracks in the wooden boards. At this time, the street was empty, and it was unknown whether the Old Monk was dead or alive.

After a preliminary exploration, Su Xiao found that the Dead Silence City was more dangerous than imagined. This ghost place might require a dozen powerful Tier 6 contractors to be qualified to explore, and his current strength was at the upper-middle level of Tier 5.

Although dangerous, it was more interesting than imagined. It wasn't completely bizarre or unreasonable, nor did all residents kill people on sight.

Based on what Su Xiao knew, there were three types of residents here. The first type was like the Tree-Eater, without high intelligence, only wandering in the Dead Silence City along a fixed route.

The second type was the little girl with long black hair. This brat was clearly a small boss. She had a very strong sense of territory and aggressiveness, and would even tease enemies. For example, her previous act of knocking on the wooden cabinet was clearly to tease Su Xiao and the others, but she didn't expect Su Xiao and the others to be so decisive, with the Old Monk covering the rear and Su Xiao taking people to retreat without hesitation.

As for the third type, this kind was even more interesting. It was like the old Saint Cultivator. Any one of them picked out was at the elite boss level, an existence that small bosses like the black-haired little girl could only avoid.

Although they were dangerous, they were neutral, and Su Xiao could conduct extremely cheap exchanges with them to obtain tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of times the benefits. After all, these people were likely unable to leave the Dead Silence City. An extraordinary wooden plaque recording secrets was really not as good as two bottles of wine to them, which could make them feel that they were still human and still alive for a short time.

And in the Dead Silence City, there were at least tens of thousands, or even more, of such buildings of varying specifications.