Global Adventure: The Strongest Anchor In History

The last cabin is different from all the previous cabins.

The air is filled with the botanical scent of herbs mixed together.

It doesn't smell good, but it's not unpleasant either.

The light is neither too bright nor too dark, just right.

As soon as I walked in, I saw a huge bookshelf filled with all kinds of inexplicable books.

There is a standing vermilion wardrobe to the left of the bookshelf. Although the color of the paint is a bit faded, there is no excess dust and it is old but not dirty.

Next to the wardrobe is a fireplace, with firewood burning underneath, raising the temperature in the room.

A large black casserole hung above the pile of firewood, with steam rising from it. Judging from the smell, it must be some kind of medicinal liquid boiling inside.

There is a rather large table against the middle wall. It should be made of some kind of log, strong and ancient.

On the table are placed pen holders with feathers, prismatic mirrors, iron birdcages, and various bottles and jars.

Sitting on the chair behind was a man in black robes.

To be precise, a skeleton.

His elbows rested on the table, and his body leaned forward. The ten white hand bones were intertwined, just supporting his chin. His eyes were empty, as if he was thinking.

It's obviously just a skeleton that has been dead for a long time, but it always gives people the feeling that she is still alive.

If it hadn't been for identification using a biological illustration, Ye Xing would have really thought she was a demon or something.

But then again, who started the fire in the room?

Forget it, I don’t want to think about it that much. I don’t know if the flying beast has reached the other side. There are no windows in the inner cabin, so I can’t see the situation outside.

Find the last door first.

Look left, right, up and down, where is the door?

"Trespassing into someone else's property without saying hello to the owner? That's not a gentleman at all."

A sudden voice suddenly sounded.

Ye Xing's back went cold as he tried to find the source of the sound. After scanning around, his eyes settled on the skeleton sitting on the chair.

Although the skeleton's mouth did not move, Ye Xing's intuition told her that the sound came from her mouth.

She spoke an ancient language, and her voice sounded like that of a woman in her 30s.

"Since you're here, it's fate, so sit down."

The skeleton's mouth still didn't move, but her hands, or finger bones, moved a little, and she helped Ye Xing pull a chair across the table.

"Who are you?" Ye Xing couldn't help but ask.

"I have cervical discomfort and I'm not used to looking up at others. If you don't sit down, I won't be able to communicate with you."

Spine discomfort?

You're just a skeleton!

At least he didn't feel any malice from her, so Ye Xing sat opposite her as she said.

Upon closer inspection, I discovered that the bottles and jars on the table actually contained some internal organs, some red, some green, some yellow. They were soaked in unknown potions and were bright in color, as if they had just been taken from a living body. Like coming down.

Ye Xing couldn't help but frowned.

"The tea is almost ready." The skeleton man snapped his fingers, and the puppet man standing next to the table, less than one meter tall, suddenly started to move. It walked slowly and coordinately to the fireplace, opened the lid of the casserole, and scooped out After a pot, he returned the same way and poured it into two empty wooden cups on the table.

"You came at the right time. Most people don't have the chance to enjoy such great tea."

The skeleton pointed in the air with his finger, and the cup automatically moved in front of Ye Xing as if it was possessed by magic.

Ye Xing lowered his head and glanced. The color of the tea was as scarlet as blood, revealing something strange.

"Who are you? Are you a human or a ghost?" Ye Xing felt very strange. Judging from the identification results, she was clearly just a skeleton, so why was she still conscious.

"Ruskin Melissa, you can call me that." The skeleton held the tea cup, raised it to his mouth, and drank it all.

She had no skin or muscles on her body. I thought the tea would spill all over the floor, but unexpectedly it was absorbed directly by her bones.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xing was speechless.

"It's great. My whole body is full of energy again." The skeleton stretched out in a way that was inconsistent with his image, and his body made a crackling sound.

"Your bones are a little loose. You need to take some calcium supplements when you have time." Ye Xing calmed down a little and tried to ask her something through normal communication.

"You smell bad. It's the evil smell caused by strong desire. Drink a cup of tea to purify it."

"Thanks for the hospitality." The other party seemed to care about the cup of tea. Ye Xing checked it with the illustrated book and found nothing suspicious, so she drank the tea as she wished.

Although the taste is very rubbish, I do feel a lot purer after drinking it, and the pressure I have hidden away is also digested.

"I am a mage, you can also think of me as a fortune teller. For some reason, the soul has been imprisoned here for more than two hundred years, right?"

"You are not the first outsider I have met, but since you have the ability to come here, I can give you a divination for free."

The skeleton revealed his identity and began to talk to himself.

"I have no interest in divination. If you are really kind-hearted, just help me open the last door." Ye Xing shook his head.

"It really hurts my heart that you refused the opportunity that others dreamed of. But the more you disagree, the more I will do your fortune-telling for you."

"You are suffering from an incurable disease and are a lone star from the sky. Everyone related to you will not have a good death, especially the people you love. Am I right?"

The skeleton man tapped the table with his fingers and said calmly.

Ye Xing was shocked when he heard this.

How does she know?

How did she know?

"Knowing your past is easy, but your future is a little harder to capture and requires some outside help."

As if by magic, the skeleton man had a deck of cards in his hand. They were not playing cards, but only eight cards. There was a star symbol on the back of the cards.

Ye Xing was attracted: "Is this a tarot card?"

The skeleton shook his head: "A real mage only needs to use element cards."

The eight cards represent the eight elements: air, earth, fire, water, heat, cold, wetness, and dryness.

The skeleton man shuffled the cards and asked Ye Xing to draw five of them and give them spiritual power. The method was very simple, just think about what you most want to do in the future when drawing the cards.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or evil, but Ye Xing drew three times in total, and the cards he drew were exactly the same three times.

After reading it, the skeleton man took a long time to speak: "You have no future, or in other words, you have too many futures!"

Ye Xing was confused when he heard this: "What do you mean?"

The skeleton man shook his head: "I can't see through you, but I can tell you clearly that if you give up the goal you most want to achieve now, your life will be easier. Otherwise, you will harm others and yourself!"

Give up on your goals?

Does she mean collecting the source of all things?

How could you give up!

Snap!

The skeleton man snapped his fingers, and two glowing doors appeared in the sky.

"You choose to move forward or backward. I can only help you get here."

"Why are you helping me? I don't remember our relationship being so good."

"Because you can free me!" The skeleton man pointed out: "Use that knife to free me, an undead soul who can't even commit suicide. My biggest wish is to die completely!"

"That's it, I understand."

Ye Xing took a deep breath and used the Demon-Breaking Knife to kill the soul attached to the skeleton together.

A young blond woman appeared in front of Ye Xing like a light and shadow, blew on Ye Xing, and something sparkling penetrated into his body.

"May luck be with you."

After saying these words, the mage named Ruskin Melissa completely disappeared into the natural world.

The firewood in the fireplace was also extinguished.

[Anchor, are you okay? It's so weird. You've been talking to yourself all by yourself since the beginning? 】

[You are possessed by an evil spirit, exorcise the demon to save your life, exorcise the demon to save your life! 】

[Wake up, wake up, wake up! 】

Netizens in the live broadcast room did not see the scene of Ye Xing and the mage communicating. In other words, were they having a soul-to-heart relationship just now?

Or is it all just his imagination?

Whether it is true or false, you will know as soon as you enter.

Ye Xing chose to move forward without hesitation and stepped into the slightly turbid light door...