Chapter 813

That Dog Thing Wants to Cheat Me, No Way!

The exit was indeed right in front of them, but this exit was not the kind of exit Zhang Jizu had imagined.

At the end of the main passage was an iron door that had been torn open halfway; the biting cold wind poured in from the half-open door, freezing an entire section of the pipe nearby into ice crystals.

The headwind and slipping made the speed of the two moving forward drop significantly; seeing this, Watching Ai Si raised her giant sword to ignite the "war fire," slashing forward like an icebreaker, and soon cut a path through the heavy ice on the pipe wall.

Although a believer of 【War】 should be like this, this scene still made Zhang Jizu feel slightly astonished.

It wasn't that he hadn't seen Supervisors in high-end rounds, but at this rank, most Supervisors knew how to be restrained; after all, in many cases, the "backstab" of this profession could be a good opportunity for a desperate comeback.

But someone like the one in front of him, pushing forward with a giant sword like a warrior...... was truly rare.

How was she supposed to heal? By slashing at teammates with a giant sword?

Are you sure this laceration really won't offset part of the healing effect?

However, existence is reasonable; Zhang Jizu didn't dwell on it too much, followed Watching Ai Si all the way, and soon arrived before the half-rotten iron door.

But just as they poked their heads out from that half-open door...... the two of them fell into deep thought as they looked at the endless cold abyss under their feet and the ice wall that must have been at least dozens of meters high above their heads outside the door.

"......"

This door actually opened on a cliff!

There was simply no way to go forward.

"This is......?"

"A sewage outlet discharging directly into a rift valley isn't wrong, but this door is a bit strange."

Zhang Jizu frowned slightly and observed the iron door carefully.

"Although the outside of the door is wrapped in solid ice, the part you melted with fire revealed the base color; it's a paint similar to an ice layer, which means when the door is closed, it probably can't be seen from the outside that there is a passage entrance here.

And the engraving inside the door, this kind of mark should come from the Mechanical Engineering Department of the Tower of Reason, but I heard that Sandlais has always been a dumping ground for experimental waste; since this is a garbage dump, why is there such a vast and secret underground pipe system?

Supervisor, what are your thoughts?"

Watching Ai Si shook her head: "The information I investigated earlier also didn't describe it in much detail."

Not in much detail?

Zhang Jizu glanced at Watching Ai Si thoughtfully, didn't expose her, and prepared to return the way they came to find another path, but just at this moment, a head actually poked out from the howling cold wind outside the iron door; the person stared with a pair of eyes covered in ice crystals and greeted the two inside in a daze.

"Old Zhang?"

"?"

The one who came from outside was Cheng Shi, the Cheng Shi wearing a jacket.

Zhang Jizu was stunned for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he just wanted to ask "Why are you outside," but as soon as he thought the other party was Cheng Shi, he swallowed his words back, only asking pragmatically: "Is there a road outside?"

"Otherwise, do you think I can fly?"

Cheng Shi shivered as he held onto the iron door and caught his breath.

"I don't know who left a rope on the cliff face; it leads to the top of the cliff, but the other end of the rope is tied to a small passage entrance; I climbed over from that entrance, and when I saw there was a hole here, I came over to rest.

This was hard enough to climb; hurry, Old Zhang, give me a healing spell to ease my strength."

Zhang Jizu heard this, and his eyes narrowed even tighter.

"You are a priest yourself, and you want a healing spell from me?"

Cheng Shi blinked and said righteously: "If I can freeload off others, why waste my own mental power? Am I not tired from climbing the wall?"

"......"

Like him, but still not quite sure.

Zhang Jizu didn't rush to act, and Watching Ai Si didn't raise her arm either; seeing the two people in front of him so "indifferent," Cheng Shi laughed in anger.

"Suspecting me?

Fine, fine, fine, then why don't you two prove that you are the Gravekeeper and the Supervisor first!

Since those two dog things can impersonate me, they can naturally impersonate you, so now I'll give you two choices:

Either use a healing spell to prove your identity, then climb up with me to see the real Sandlais.

Or I'll go up myself and cut the rope, and you two can continue playing the maze game in this sewer.

Hurry up, time is short, and my patience is limited."

Cheng Shi was truly full of anger; it was one thing to have a player extremely suspected of being Zhen Yi run away, but he also encountered two unlucky things inexplicably playing himself; he couldn't guess who those two people were, but judging by the other party's rhetoric, they really could be Long Wang and Long Jing.

These two "dragons" were clearly both related to him, but they just had to come and cause trouble in this trial.

Although he had some guesses about the two people's intentions, trouble was trouble; since you are playing like this, don't blame me for giving you a hard time.

Of course, the possibility of an unknown teammate could not be ruled out under any circumstances, so finding a helper was still the first priority.

Cheng Shi originally wanted to climb up along the cliff to understand the local situation first, but meeting Zhang Jizu at this time just saved him the trouble of looking for people again.

What was even more coincidental was that the other two impostors were not there, which gave him plenty of room to operate.

But Zhang Steady was clearly not disturbed by Cheng Shi's coercion; he narrowed his eyes and questioned:

"Neither of us has been to Sandlais, how do you know that the top of the cliff is the real Sandlais?

Since this is a dumping ground for experimental waste from the Tower of Reason, is it possible that these pipes are the so-called Sandlais?

Cheng Shi, you today seem a bit different from the you in the past."

"?"

"Different?

I think the one who is different is you, Lord Chosen of 【Death】?"

Cheng Shi's eyelid twitched, and he started the sarcastic mode toward Zhang Jizu.

"Use your brain that has been shriveled by the cold wind to think carefully; if there were no traces of climbing up and down on this cliff ice wall, would I dare to climb up along the rope?

Where is your steadiness, Squinty...... Old Zhang!

Those are not just one person's footprints, but many people's footprints; the traces of them climbing up and down are too obvious, even leaving deep enough depressions on the ice surface.

Look at my shoes again; these are not mountaineering boots, these are ordinary shoes; if I didn't have these things, how could I have climbed here against the cold wind?

You didn't even come out to take a look before you started suspecting me; I don't think you look like the real Squinty Old Zhang.

That dog thing wants to cheat me, no way, bye-bye!"

As he spoke, Cheng Shi kicked the iron door and swayed out directly from the entrance.

And just as he took out his scalpel and prepared to cut the rope behind him, a hand reached out from the half-open iron door and grabbed the rope, while the other hand held another scalpel, parrying Cheng Shi's blade.

Zhang Jizu poked his head out; he first gave Cheng Shi a healing spell, and then, imitating Cheng Shi's appearance, tied the rope halfway to his body and started climbing up without a word.

Cheng Shi's eye twitched, and he snorted coldly: "You believe me?"

Zhang Jizu narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his head: "Not really, but considering you can scout the path ahead for me, I'll believe you for the time being."

"?"

Cheng Shi didn't even think about it and raised his leg to kick down; Zhang Jizu dodged flexibly, and this kick happened to land on the head of Watching Ai Si, who had just come out to watch the show.

"......"

Seeing the Supervisor's face darken, Cheng Shi pretended to be nonchalant, raised his head, and looked toward the high place:

"I'll reluctantly take you along, walk faster, don't be a drag."

Seeing Cheng Shi start to climb up, Watching Ai Si followed at the end with a dark face; she couldn't figure it out, and in the end, she grabbed Zhang Jizu's ankle and asked in confusion:

"How did you see that this Mr. Cheng is the real one?"

Zhang Jizu looked down and smiled:

"When you question him and he starts to explain, it must be fake, but if he can't help but scold you, then there is a fifty percent chance it's real.

Actually, it doesn't matter if it's real or fake; I just used him to confirm the safety of the cliff; now it seems this is indeed a feasible path."

"...... Are you all in the Chosen Bureau this cautious?

Chosen Zhang, you are the Chosen of 【Death】; you are so careful, does your talent still have a place to be used?" Watching Ai Si was confused.

"Caution is the parent of safety; a Gravekeeper who is always guarding the grave will also get tired, so don't die if you can avoid it."

"You reached this score with this kind of rhetoric that blasphemes the Lord?"

Watching Ai Si was shocked, so much so that her voice was a little louder in the howling wind.

However, the one who responded to her this time was not Zhang Jizu, but Cheng Shi, who was climbing at the very top.

Cheng Shi didn't actually hear clearly what the other party said; the strong wind just blew the two words "blaspheme" into his ears, so Cheng Shi's figure stalled abruptly, and he revealed the scalpel in his hand, sharpening his blade toward the rope:

"Supervisor, I advise you to be cautious in your words and actions; I am so devout, who have I blasphemed?

If you talk nonsense again, I'll cut the rope for you."

"......" Watching Ai Si blinked in a daze, looked at Zhang Jizu who was smiling with squinted eyes, and said speechlessly, "So Mr. Cheng also walked this way, right?"

After speaking, she also reflected slightly in her heart:

Was she stuck at 2400 because she was too devout?