Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

Chapter 147: Chapter 136: Eternal Life Tomb Chamber

”My name is Pasto. I came to the cemetery late at night to pick a suitable grave for an elder in my family.” Faced with Wu Chang’s gaze, the young man’s forehead began to sweat.

Clearly, he was supposed to be the Predator, the one to be feared, so why was he feeling nervous?

It must be that the temperature inside was too high, yes, that’s it.

He continued, ”I’ve been here several times this year. If the former Gravekeeper were here, he’d surely recognize me.”

Wu Chang asked, ”You’ve been picking for a year, has the elder just been left outside all this time?”

Pasto was taken aback, this was the first time he had heard someone ask such a presumptuous question.

”The elder in my family is still alive.”

Wu Chang realized, ”Then you should hurry, Plot 44 is a very popular model, highly sought after; come early to get it, come late and there’s none left.”

Pasto: ”...”

This Gravekeeper in front of him, does he not know how to talk like a human? What’s meant by ’hurry’, hurry to buy a plot, or hurry for someone to die?

Now’s not the time to lose his temper. Pasto held back his anger, maintaining his gentlemanly demeanor.

”I’ve come today to ask if you could take me around the cemetery. Of course, if you’re busy, I could look around myself.”

As he spoke, Pasto’s gaze slid to the Gravekeeper’s keys on the table.

He’d had enough of this guy in front of him. If it weren’t for needing a Gravekeeper to tag along, making his hunt easier, he’d have taken care of him long ago and gone in himself.

”Of course, not a problem!” Wu Chang warmly invited.

”Where I come from, there’s an old saying: ’Destiny first, luck second, Feng Shui third, merit fourth, and study last.’ When picking a grave for the elderly, you must find a place with good Feng Shui. I’ll make sure to choose a spacious plot for you, so your whole family can fit in without feeling crowded.”

Pasto’s mouth twitched slightly and said, ”Then let’s go.”

With the night watch time approaching, Wu Chang took the Gravekeeper’s oil lamp and picked up the cemetery keys, leading Pasto towards their destination.

Pasto looked at Erin, who was cloaked in a black robe and followed them. He asked, ”Who’s this?”

Wu Chang introduced, ”This is my wife. We aren’t originally from Sirena, and she didn’t feel comfortable with me working here alone, so she came along.”

Pasto hinted, ”I understand. It’s quite common these days.”

”Mr. Pasto, before coming to Plot 44, didn’t you look at other plots? The nearby cemeteries are also quite popular.” Wu Chang asked.

Pasto shook his head, ”No, I liked this number and decided on it early on.”

Wu Chang smiled, ”As long as you like it, that’s good.”

He glanced at the fresh grievances on Pasto, shaking his head. This Pasto really wasn’t honest. Clearly, before coming to Plot 44, he had gone to Plot 41 first.

Like telling a backup option they’re the only one for him, a real scoundrel.

His gaze fell on the two clusters of resentment on Pasto, where the images unfolded before him.

The owners of the resentment were the Gravekeepers of Plot 40 and Plot 41, who were among the first to introduce themselves after entering the game, lining up just behind the Cannon.

If he remembered correctly, their names were quite unique: Bun and Oil Stick.

The Great Sword Lolita was called Bun, and the Priest was called Oil Stick.

Bun and Oil Stick were Veterans, obviously more experienced than Cannon. When faced with the Blood Moon that appeared just as they entered the instance, the two chose to hide in the Gravekeeper’s wooden cabin last night, forfeiting a day’s tasks.

By coincidence, after the Blood Moon, they ran into the uninvited Pasto the next day.

The Gravekeeper’s notes stated that when faced with an uninvited malevolent guest without an invitation, just hiding in the Gravekeeper’s cabin would ensure safety until the next morning.

But the issue was, the main storyline required that failing to complete the Gravekeeper’s tasks for three consecutive days would be considered a failed main storyline.

If they hid for another day, they’d be out of leeway.

Reluctantly, Bun and Oil Stick, after a discussion, decided to set up an ambush for Pasto.

Bun would keep Pasto steady, while Oil Stick, from Plot 40, rushed over. If Pasto attacked Bun, or if Bun figured out Pasto’s background, they’d strike and take Pasto down.