I Have a Sailing Game-Chapter 339 - 220: Mind Avatar, Eternal Burning Furnace
He controlled the game character, moving through the prison from a third-person perspective.
As he walked, he observed his surroundings.
It was dark here, but inherently different from the Lava Rock Prison; Rogel could clearly see each cell.
However, each prison room here was very special, spacious and large, yet without any doors. Perhaps a special method was needed to enter them.
As the game character advanced slowly.
Rogel passed one empty cell after another.
Finally, he stopped in front of one cell.
This cell was no different from others, but in the darkness, a pair of slender red eyes stared coldly at Rogel.
[Hehe... No wonder you dared to pick up the embers...]
The mysterious figure scanned the cell, and a line of text emerged above it.
Rogel squinted, his brain working rapidly for a moment before he spoke calmly.
[...So what?]
Based on the information provided by the game and his own speculation.
He thought that this guy was very likely an incarnation or clone of some mysterious entity.
If he could communicate, then he might be able to extract some important information from it.
But in this prison, there seemed to be no concept of saving or loading a game.
He only had one chance.
Therefore, he couldn’t ask some newbie questions like "Who are you" or "What’s your purpose" like someone who knew nothing.
Instead, he should give ambiguous replies, trying to make the other guy talk more, revealing more information in his words.
The mysterious figure across from him didn’t seem surprised by his words.
In its expectation, Rogel was deliberately fishing for information, which must have a deeper purpose.
[If you’re trying to deal with Him, I advise you not to waste your effort...]
The mysterious figure sneered.
Rogel pondered; its answer was not very informative, and it was unclear whether the guy meant that he was unimportant to "Him" or that "He" was invincible.
However, one thing he was almost certain of now was.
The guy in front of him was indeed some incarnation or clone, and it was sent by some unknown deity in the Mysterious Sea.
Rogel looked at him calmly, and after thinking for a moment, he responded again.
[Anyway, you can’t get out now.]
Hearing his words.
The mysterious figure suddenly fell silent, and its gaze gradually turned somber.
[That’s right, but... so what?]
[You can’t threaten Him with me in the least, my death won’t cause Him any ripples.]
[You won’t even get the slightest useful information... even if I’m interested in telling you.]
The mysterious figure sneered.
In its view, Rogel was purely doing futile work.
Did it mean there was some "restriction" preventing it from speaking?
Rogel pondered internally, and based on its previous behavior, his guess seemed likely correct.
But he soon felt a bit troubled; how should he respond next to extract more information?
After thinking for a moment, Rogel decided to make an attempt.
Let’s see how powerful the game’s functionalities are.
If he failed, at most he’d expose himself as a rookie.
But if he succeeded, he could obtain more information this way.
[You mean, restrictions?]
Rogel chuckled softly, stepped forward, looked it directly in the eyes with a calm expression, his voice neither hurried nor slow.
[The only restriction here is the cage before you...]
Rogel looked like a prophet with profound knowledge.
Since the guy in front of him was "restricted" outside.
Then, it’s now in the [prison], under the detention and confinement of the game.
If so, then the restrictions on it should be of lower priority than this [prison].
After all, Rogel didn’t believe that the [deity] in the Mysterious Sea could have a higher priority than the [game] that controlled time and space.
Therefore, he might as well make a try.
If he guessed correctly, not only could this guy say more, but Rogel could also establish an equal or even superior dialogue position with it.
If he guessed wrong, well, he might as well get exposed.
After all, he’s just a trickster with nothing to lose.
At this moment.
After hearing Rogel’s words, the mysterious figure furrowed its brows.
It then fell silent.
Rogel waited quietly, estimating that this guy was probing the existence of "restrictions" in some way.
After a while.
The mystery in its eyes involuntarily revealed a hint of horror.
It looked at Rogel with some uncertainty.
Seeing its expression.
Rogel chuckled inwardly, he knew he had completely bet right!
The guy in front of him had been thoroughly misled.
And its reaction also indirectly proved the possibility that the existence of the [game] might indeed be superior to the [deity] in the Mysterious Sea to some extent.
[Who exactly are you?]
The mysterious figure couldn’t help but ask this question.
It couldn’t imagine, what kind of existence could lift the [restriction] given by Him.
This was simply a fantasy!
Even an existence of the same level as Him might find it difficult to accomplish.
Though he bet correctly, Rogel still needed to respond carefully; he wouldn’t just follow this guy’s lead in the conversation.
