Room Survival: I knew the clues behind the door in advance

The monkey's words of stealing wine made Jinse Lieyang's heart skip a beat.

This is certainly not a good thing.

Perhaps it was also the reason why Yi Ye Fu asked him to find out the identities of the indigenous people on board.

Although the players had to land on the island anyway, they also had to figure out where they were going.

Instead of being driven into a pot like a group of ducks, they didn't know that the firewood was burning at the bottom of the pot.

He organized the message he got and sent it to Yi Ye Fu, focusing on describing the special item.

This was originally what Yi Ye Fu told him. He believed that she should have expected it and understood what kind of people were on the ship.

But where is she now?

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When Lin Qing received the message, she had already figured out the general map of the cruise ship and came to the captain's room.

She explored all the way and found that except for the black-robed people serving the guests, everything on the ship seemed normal and well-organized.

The black-robed people entered one after another, pushing the dining cart to replenish food and drinks for the guests in the banquet hall.

Even in the cook's room and the sailor's room, you can still see their strict black robes, revealing only a pair of emotionless eyes, as if there is no life under the black robe.

Just then, a black-robed man went in to report, and Lin Qing followed him in.

Only in the captain's room, with orange candlelight swaying around, a unique red-robed man stood in front of a wall covered with classical oil paintings, with his back to the door, muttering obscure prophecies, as if praying to the characters in the portrait.

The space in the captain's room is limited, and if you go further, you will be easily discovered by the people inside.

Lin Qing hid next to a cabinet, which happened to block her view and she couldn't see the whole oil painting clearly.

At this time, it happened that the golden sun sent her a message, telling Lin Qing about the investigation.

After receiving it, Lin Qing simply replied: "Okay, I got it."

At this time, the black-robed man who entered the room began to report to the red-robed man: "Bishop, the surviving players who entered this world this time have basically boarded the ship. Several player accounts that can be used have fallen into the control of the church. However, the high-level player who entered this world did not board our ship and refused to contact us."

"Oh?" The cardinal slowly turned around, and Lin Qing saw his appearance clearly.

This man looked like a Westerner, with deep eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and a pair of green eyes with candlelight flowing in the light and shadow, looking extremely holy and convincing.

He stroked a golden cross in his hand, suddenly closed his eyes, and smiled: "But our God told me that this person has entered the ship, and she will go to the Holy Island with us."

This sentence obviously shocked the two people in the room.

In addition to the panic expression of the black-robed man, even Lin Qing had a look of surprise in his eyes.

"It seems that their deceitful god is quite powerful. He can even know the location of the players. It seems that the holy land on the sea must be his masterpiece."

Combined with the information provided to her by the golden sun, Lin Qing already had some speculation in her heart.

She continued to listen.

The black-robed man hesitated and said, "Then Bishop, what should we do now? Should we send someone to find her?"

The bishop opened his eyes, lowered his head and stroked the golden cross in his hand, and said slowly, "That's not necessary. Since this high-level stubborn disease doesn't want to show up, we can't catch her, and there is no need to alarm the other guests who followed us to the island."

The black-robed man nodded: "I understand, Bishop."

He slowly retreated and closed the door, but Lin Qing did not leave with him, wanting to see what the cardinal wanted to do next.

They gathered so many survivors and spent so much effort to support this group of people. They must have their purpose.

At this moment, the cardinal made another move.

He pierced his palm with the golden cross, and blood instantly flowed from the sharp bottom of the cross.

As the blood fell on the carpet and was absorbed by the strange patterns on it, a twisted golden light lit up, and a complex and mysterious magic circle appeared at the feet of the bishop.

At the same time, Lin Qing also used this sudden strong light to see the oil painting scene on the whole wall clearly.

It was a blond angel with blue eyes, wrapped in a simple white gauze, and spread a pair of wide wings as white as snow.

At this time, he was lying on a swamp full of mud and miasma, with a worried look on his face, reaching out to save the farmer who was swallowed by the swamp.

However, the farmer's eyes showed a look of fear and struggle, his mouth and nose were completely buried in the slippery mud, and he was about to suffocate to death. He could only desperately raise his hands to grab the palm of the rescue angel.

However, under the muddy swamp, a demon with sharp horns on his head was pulling the farmer's feet with his hands to drag him deeper into hell, with a bad smile on his mouth.

It can be seen that both sides are in a fierce competition.

Even though Lin Qing didn't know much about religious implications, he could tell that this was a classical oil painting similar to an angel saving the world, a metaphor for the battle between justice and evil, or for believers, this god-like angel was the light of humanity struggling in the darkness, and so on.

So, which god was this cardinal calling on?

Soon, Lin Qing's question had an answer.

As the twisted golden magic circle lit up, the portrait covering the entire wall suddenly rippled in an invisible manner, as if the painting came alive in an instant.

Lin Qing narrowed her eyes slightly and touched the space cube in her hand. If she felt something was wrong, she would run away immediately.

After all, according to her experience with such so-called gods, even low-end small BOSSes have some magical powers, not to mention this wasteland world that has developed an entire wasteland world into his back garden.

You know, humans in the end of the world live in fear and fear every day. When they know that there is still a glimmer of hope and that they can believe in gods, they must be in an extremely crazy state.

Since gods can exist, does heaven exist? Is there hope for their current suffering? God can free them from the hopeless reality and reach the other side of heaven.

This powerful and fanatical belief is bound to be a terrible force.

Then the gods who control this power must not be underestimated.

At this moment, Lin Qing suddenly opened her eyes wide.

The strange scene in the portrait was reflected in her eyes. The angel, who was originally lying in the mud, suddenly came to life amid the cardinal's obscure murmurs!