bestfiction Chapter 1572 How Could It Be You? Sister Meng
Chapter 1572 How Could It Be You? Sister Meng
Chen Mu's current mood was like a million alpacas stampeding through his mind.
Someone sabotaged it? Tell me, who sabotaged it, and how?
No, you didn't even tell me which was the first new world.
You say I'm very familiar with it, and I can guess a few things, but I'm not sure!
You also said I have something extremely important that I need to use immediately, otherwise it will be too late.
I'd like to use it too, but I have too many other things on hand.
Ghost money, pure ghost energy, innate ghost energy, the ten major items, enhancement crystals, fragments of hell...
There are so many things, how am I supposed to know which one to use and how to use it if you don't tell me which one to use?
With so many things to complain about, Chen Mu didn't even know where to begin.
Chen Mu shook the "thin notebook" to see if there was a page tucked inside.
If there were a "request for more updates" button, Chen Mu would probably be pressing it non-stop.
Unfortunately, no matter how much Chen Mu shook it, this was indeed the last page.
"Old Deng! If humanity is destroyed, you will be primarily responsible!" Chen Mu roared inwardly.
This feeling of being left hanging, like someone has given you a riddle, is absolutely infuriating.
The Lake of Fallen Gods told Chen Mu the whole story. But the most crucial point, how to prevent the disaster, was glossed over with the riddle-maker's method.
Who could tolerate this?
If Chen Mu had a shovel right now, he'd probably want to dig out the Lake of Fallen Gods and get to the bottom of it.
However, despite his inner rage, Chen Mu maintained a calm demeanor on the surface.
After all, it's the lair of the Lake of Fallen Gods. If I act like I'm "going to dig up your territory," wouldn't that be a provocation?
Chen Mu took a deep breath; this was already the umpteenth time he had taken a deep breath since entering the "deep well of madness".
Right now, Chen Mu has finished gathering information from the book. But another source of information is now available to him.
Chen Mu raised his head and looked at the young woman standing directly in front of him, with her back to him.
Chen Mu believed that there must be a reason why she was here.
Who exactly is she? Is she the incarnation of the Lake of Fallen Gods?
If so, then with such an avatar present, they are definitely capable of communicating.
But as Chen Mu looked at her back, he felt like he had seen her somewhere before, a kind of inexplicable familiarity.
Now, the only person I can talk to is her.
Chen Mu decided that, no matter what, he should try to talk to her first.
Chen Mu's brain started working quickly, and he thought of five or six ways to greet the other person.
Chen Mu had devised a corresponding strategy for each way of greeting.
Of course, with the True Vision Golden Eye, one can see what happens next.
However, this thing has a cooldown period, and Chen Mu didn't dare waste the opportunity to use it. What if something more important came up and he needed to use it?
Based on a comprehensive assessment, the conversation between the woman and her back view should not require the use of the True Vision Golden Eye.
After considering it for a moment, Chen Mu finally spoke to her politely:
"Hello, I am Chen Mu from Wangjiang Watch. I have finished reading the notes, but there are some parts that I am confused about, and I would like to ask you for your help."
This rigid and formal "written language" style feels very artificial. However, in the context of meeting strangers, being a little more formal and polite is at least not a bad thing to do.
Such greetings are the safest approach when dealing with someone whose identity is unknown.
After Chen Mu greeted him, he thought the other party wouldn't agree.
Unexpectedly, right after he finished asking the question, the woman slowly turned around and looked at Chen Mu.
When the other person turned halfway around, Chen Mu's eyes widened in surprise.
He had already recognized the other person's identity.
"It was you?"
Chen Mu blurted it out almost without thinking; he was so surprised that he blurted it out.
How could it be her? How could she be involved with the Lake of Fallen Gods?
If there really is a connection, why didn't they tell me about it?
Could it be... that I've been deceived by them all?