Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 2328 - 1812: Mummy (Double - )

"What the hell?"

Su Ran didn’t expect these people to be so shameless, blaming everything on him. Carving Dragon’s death was due to them crushing him, and had nothing to do with Su Ran. Yet these people still pinned the blame on him, utterly shameless!

He ignored the shouting players and focused on the long strip of white cloth beneath Carving Dragon’s corpse. If his guess was right, this must be one of the six treasures, the Corpse Cloth!

To complete the task, he must get his hands on this Corpse Cloth!

Su Ran already felt the advantages that the treasure brought. The Blazing Bronze Stove could refine dead trees and the Poison Mist from the ancient well. Who knows what effects the Corpse Cloth has; he believes it pairs with his Cursed Ghost Corpse. As for what chemical reactions might occur, that remains unknown.

"The Corpse Cloth has dropped!"

This group had heard from NPCs about these six quest items, so naturally, they recognized this seemingly insignificant piece of tattered cloth. A warrior picked it up and randomly stuffed it into his storage space, saying, "Though President Carving Dragon is dead, there’s still hope. We strive to get the quest reward to honor President Carving Dragon’s corpse!"

"Look at the way you say that. It’s as if the president really died. With the Corpse Cloth, we have the hope of obtaining the final reward, along with the secrets of this ancient well. Kill Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained, grab the treasures! This way, our hope will increase!"

"That’s right! The urgent task now is to kill Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained. Only if he dies will we have the hope to rise up!"

"This space at the bottom of the well isn’t big; we have so many people. I don’t believe we can’t kill him!"

The leading warrior player confidently glanced around, trying to find Su Ran hidden in the darkness. "Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained, hiding isn’t worthy of a hero. Come out and fight!"

"..."

Su Ran was speechless. They knew he was in the well, yet loudly discussed their plan to deal with him. Is talking behind someone’s back not done secretly anymore?

Idiots!

Being enemies with people like this lowers one’s IQ...

"Search for him, quickly find that kid! If he escapes, it’ll be trouble!"

The warrior charged out first, but before he could run far, he triggered a trap at the bottom of the well. A large amount of Poison Mist erupted, covering the group.

"Damn, this mist burns the eyes! It... it’s poisonous!"

"Of course it’s poisonous! Our brothers turned into mummies because of this Poison Mist!"

"Damn, if only we had masks!"

"Masks wouldn’t help; we need gas masks!"

"Why talk so much? Think of how to escape quickly!"

The players panicked completely, fleeing in all directions. Some clung to the walls, trying to climb out of the mist’s range.

Unfortunately, the mist was too thick and had a paralyzing property, quickly trapping them inside, losing their mobility.

At this moment, Su Ran sat on Wang Cai’s back, coldly observing the group. He knew the terror of the mist. In the current state, even if he didn’t intervene, this group wouldn’t survive long.

However, he didn’t give the mist a chance. Dying by his hand at least forces a level reduction. Talking behind his back in front of him, this is the cost!

Serves them right!

With Su Ran’s full attack, these paralyzed players had no power to resist and were quickly killed. Under the ancient well, not a single person was left alive. Various miscellaneous equipment exploded, their lights flickering in the dark environment.

But before Su Ran could pick up the equipment, the dead players’ bodies withered at a visible speed, their flesh corroded by the mist, leaving only skin and bones. Then, they rose from the ground, soullessly climbing towards the well wall, clearing the well bottom space.

"Tsk tsk, this poison is terrifying, turning living people directly into the walking dead. Only zombie movies dare depict this!"

Su Ran felt fortunate. Luckily, he had a monstrous stride to escape. Otherwise, he’d end up like them, becoming one of the zombies.

With those corpses out of the way, Su Ran had no difficulty collecting equipment. Upon checking each piece, it was all store-grade items; not even a golden equipment among them. The quality of these players’ gear was quite ordinary.

The most important item to Su Ran was still the inconspicuous strip of white cloth; he finally got the Corpse Cloth. Next, he needed to leave this ancient well.

He planned to absorb the mist, refine more Poison Beads, but unfortunately, as the mummies left, the mist followed out of the well. Clearly, the mist drove the mummies’ actions. Thus, Su Ran could only dismiss this unrealistic idea.

Su Ran felt no attachment to the ancient well. This place was fraught with danger; surviving was good enough. Staying longer might result in death!

Thinking this, Su Ran leapt up effortlessly, leaving the ancient well. Those mummies were still climbing the wall, truly struggling.

After leaving the well, Su Ran chose a hidden location and confidently took out the Cursed Ghost Corpse, along with the slender Corpse Cloth. He wanted to see what changes would occur when the Corpse Cloth encountered the ghost corpse. Hopefully, it wouldn’t just turn into a mummy, which would be too cliché.