A strange world

Chapter 372 Section 30. The penultimate floor

The radiance of magic fell on the "rat man", frightening it a little.

"Are you from the bottom nest?" Annan asked again.

"You... above?" His words were intermittent, as if his vocal organs had degenerated.

"We are from the surface." Annan observed his appearance and made some guesses: "Are you cursed?"

"Curse...not...us...also..."

puff--

The soft sound of falling to the ground not far away suddenly grabbed the "Rat Man"'s sanity. He pounced on the fluorescent fruit, picked off the fruit and crawled into the grotto.

"I'm proficient in the lingua franca..." Amy exclaimed.

Annan's attention fell on the cave, while Amy's attention fell on the plant that produced new fruits at a speed visible to the naked eye after the fruits were picked.

"Catch another one?" Theophilus scratched his head.

"No." Alice seemed to have forgotten that she wanted to attack them just now: "We are outsiders and don't understand this place yet."

The "Rat People" will ignore them and attack them. For example, when Alice wanted to explore the fluorescent fruit, the "rat man" who ignored them suddenly let out a threatening growl, and they retreated before returning to laziness.

The fog outside the rugged grotto gradually dissipated, and the fluorescent fruits stopped growing.

They looked at each other, why was the bottom nest so weird and strange, as if it was hiding a secret... but the etiquette department just threw them into the secret?

Alice suddenly picked up a metal fragment and wiped away the dust.

"We should be in a very deep place in the bottom nest." She handed the metal fragment to Annan, searched around where she picked it up, and found several more fragments.

"Why?" Annan saw that the words on the metal fragments were not in common language.

"These tools... they have a Wilhelmish look to them."

"Is this Wilhelmwen?"

Alice raised her head and hesitated to speak: "It's just a scratch."

"oh."

Annan handed the metal fragments to the other curious people.

This is the original Bottom Nest, maybe even the lowest level, so the Bottom Nest people here already show inhuman characteristics.

"I thought this place was just chaos compared to the surface... So how are we going to find the golden invitation?" Theophilus asked.

It's hard to even have a conversation, so the Rat Man would use a gold invitation?

"Find a way to the upper level. The closer to the surface, the more normal it should be." Alice threw away the broken metal pieces and returned to the team.

The old lighting technique was annihilated, and the new lighting technique bloomed, and the shadows of the rugged and strange rocks were outlined with the moving team.

"Is that a golden invitation?"

As he was about to leave the grotto, a flash of light on the edge caught Theophilus' attention. They approached what looked like reflective objects buried in the rubble.

It was indeed a golden invitation, but "it" had been used and was submerged in a pile of fibrous floc.

"Is this the excrement of a 'rat man'?"

Annan's words made the surprised Theophilus retract his hand, and Annan told him that it was nothing: "It's just excrement. This is the historical tradition of the imperial capital."

The Sltoves laughed, and some joked: "Even the rat people know how to wipe their butts, you Evertonians, stop lifting your pants."

"Shut up!"

Annan couldn't help but sigh, there are so many talented people at Solz Magic Academy.

In the end, Theophilus picked up the golden invitation, cut two pieces of cloth from the mage's robe, wiped one piece clean, and wrapped the other piece.

"Do you want to see it?" Theophilus didn't want to be defiled.

Annan shook his head: "I'll look at the second one."

In fact, when Annan saw it, he knew that the fibrous excrement would not have any smell, and the gold invitation was a magical material that would not be soaked, burned, or torn, and was as soft as cloth.

After picking up a golden invitation, there shouldn't be a second one, but they still walked around before leaving the grotto to find a way to the upper level.

The vast bottom nest is like an underground world. Alice happens to know a rare "maze technique". Maze technique is a prophecy technique that can help the caster find the exit without the magic fog. Then they follow the path guided by the maze technique. direction forward. I encountered two more grottoes along the way, but no more golden invitations were found.

Tens of minutes later, when they began to wonder if they had deviated from the direction, light seeped into the top of the high-altitude rock.

A rock pillar without steps leads to the light depths. They also found a weak "rat man" near the rock pillar. He was not very old, and was hung with torn cloth strips. Through the nearly transparent heart, one could see the exhausted organs and nearly stagnant heart.

He should be the next generation of rat people...

"what to do?"

"Try the healing technique." Annan said.

They had their magic props taken away and had to rely on magic.

The healing spell restored a faint throbbing in his chest, but it wasn't enough.

"Which of you is carrying him?" Annan planned to take him to the upper level.

"I...uh...I have a headache..."

"The teleportation just now made me uncomfortable..."

The students avoided Annan's gaze. They were both nobles and magicians, and they could not carry a "rat man" on their backs.

Annan had no choice but to pick up the boy and let Alice help put him on his back.

"I can come, too," Alice said.

"No need, he is very light..."

Annan's black eyes drooped slightly, he only weighed more than thirty pounds...

Then Alice took off her mage robe and put it on him: "She is a girl."

At this time, they smelled a bitter smell in the air, and the fog came again.

"They won't be wholesome, let's go up there."

Let them use the Light Feather Technique, and the young mages climbed up the rock pillars in an inconspicuous manner.

The fear of falling to pieces made them move quickly, and they climbed hundreds of meters of stone pillars in just a few minutes.

Climb up to the penultimate floor of the bottom nest. There is also bitter mist here, but it is much sparser. There are some signboards with skulls and danger lingua franca painted around them, and lights are on at the gathering place in the distance.

Seeing a normal gathering place, the uneasiness caused by the depths of the ground and loneliness finally faded away, especially when they met a local - a local with covetousness, fear, envy and hatred, but a normal human being.

"Give me your money."

Annan collected dozens of gold coins while the locals swallowed their saliva, and then took out a copper coin: "Answer my question, it's yours."

"not enough."

"Then let's ask someone else." Alice said coldly: "They will not miss contact with people on the surface."

"Okay, gentlemen from above, what do you want to know?"

"We're looking for a golden invitation, do you know what?"

"I... don't know." The local hesitated.

"It seems you know." Annan took out a silver coin.

"Take out that gold coin!" the native said boldly.

Then after Annan took out a gold nard, he said, the day before yesterday or yesterday, a batch of gold invitations were suddenly sent from above. It is said that if you get a golden invitation, you can return to the surface.

The people in the bottom nest went crazy, looking for golden invitations everywhere, but there were also smart guys who saw that this was a hunting game for the nobles. The prize is a golden invitation, and the prey is...themselves.