Chapter 2433

"You... Are you? Why are you... Here?"

At the moment of looking back, John restrained the heart in his chest that was almost breaking out. And then the figure behind the eyes... What should I say? Although he was really shocked just now, the situation of the other party here seems not to be an accident for him.

Yes, from the moment he didn't see each other in the kitchen, John has always been mentally prepared to meet each other at any time.

Of course, seeing an inhuman figure with many hands and feet in this dark and gloomy scene is not a good experience.

Perhaps the shock had not completely subsided, and John didn't even notice. It seemed that it was the first time the other party spoke to him - her voice was surprisingly good compared with the absolutely frightening appearance?

"The master asked me to bury these human bodies here and engrave their names on their tombstones."

In front of John, the corpse lady with such an unfriendly name as "splicer" nodded slightly, handed out the chisel and hammer in two of them and motioned to him.

"Uh... Oh, so?"

John didn't know what to say for a moment, but according to the current attitude of the other party, the other party seems to... Have no intention to investigate his presence here?

After thinking for a while, he simply squeezed out a smile at the other party and said tentatively:

"Well... It's hard. I just walked around when I was full. I accidentally wandered here. If there's nothing wrong... I'll go back?"

John tried to take two steps to the other side with careless eyes. Seeing that the other side didn't seem to respond, he wanted to walk past the other side.

However, things didn't seem as smooth as he thought.

"Mr. Stewart, won't you stay a little longer?"

John, who had reached the back of the other side, suddenly heard the pleasant voice sounded again, which made him stop trying to slip away.

Then, the "Lady" behind him said something that made him feel numb again——

"... after all, it is said that the people buried here are basically Mr.'s friends and family, aren't they?"

Yes, the other party obviously knows the identity of the owner of these tombstones, and seems to know something about his relationship with these people.

This means that the corpse sent a white night to bring him, John Stewart, from the ruins of the city in the East. Is it true that he has some purpose he doesn't know yet?

John, who had been confused about the attitude of the living corpses towards himself, couldn't help thinking... Even if he knew that now was not the time to think nonsense!

Trying not to think so much, John regained his composure. Then he slowly turned around, looked at the figure who had turned sideways and said to himself:

"People... Are always going to die, even me. Although I feel sorry and sad for their death, since you have buried them here, it should be a good ending for them... In addition... I thank you for all you have done for them."

In fact, John didn't know how complicated he was when he said these words. It was just his natural tactful instinct that made him "say nothing wrong" under the heavy pressure of this "absolutely not safe" environment.

"Sorry, I don't really understand your human feelings in the face of death. It's just doing things according to the master's instructions." the silhouette of the corpse lady opposite didn't make any further action, but just stood there, very plain and authentic, "So maybe you should thank the host, but you certainly don't have to thank me... In addition, if you have to say, you can actually 'hate' me, because their death is actually related to me."

She had no tone of voice. She was all plain and straightforward, as if she were a white paper with a long boring explanatory text. But her words made John look sluggish and his heart beat.

"What are you talking about?" John said stupidly. "What do you mean?"

"Don't you understand?" the other party slowly said, "the one who killed them can be regarded as my people for the time being - the 'low-level living corpse' in your mouth."

Yes, that's true. She's right in every word! But John won't react until the other party finishes the last word.

Isn't it those wandering walking corpses who killed these teammates? But why? Why didn't he even connect those walking corpses with these high-level living corpses in front of him for so many days?

By the way, it's "wisdom"!

Perhaps it is precisely because these high-level living corpses are frightening in appearance, but almost every object he has met inside and outside the icicle city has a high degree of wisdom that is close to, equal to, or even beyond human beings, which makes him have a subconscious that is almost wrong. That is why he often meets people like white night and the "big sister of the living corpse" At the time of death, they subconsciously divided "they" into two distinct and unrelated creatures with those low-level living corpses outside.

Probably because of the existence of this "illusion", he has always held a strange feeling these days, and even lost the direction and motivation of action several times.

But this is obviously wrong, isn't it? In front of these seemingly friendly humanoid creatures, all are not human "alien". Not long ago, they were the enemies of life and death of all human beings!

Just when John suddenly woke up and his thoughts wandered in his mind, he heard the corpse lady in front of him suddenly say:

"But, Mr. Stewart, I have another... Maybe good news for you. Would you like to listen?"

"What?" John asked subconsciously.

"Sir, there was another person in the team who might still be alive."

Is that good news? Certainly!

As soon as John heard this, he didn't think about anything at once. Putting aside everything, he suddenly raised his head, crossed the other party's silhouette and looked straight at the whole row of tombstones just now. Although the night was thick, he could still see the outline clearly here. He counted it quickly from left to right.

Because the tombstone has not been engraved yet, he has not noticed that the number of tombstones is really one less than the number of team members!

"Who? Who is it?" John thought eagerly.