Chapter 202: Knowledge
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 202: Knowledge

“Even though the curse has spread, the presence of the building can hold the curse back to a certain degree. The strange things in the forest can’t get close to our city. Of course, when we go on land, we’ll never go near the forest.”

“In other words, other than some limitations, your life here is not that different from when you were on the island,” Jiang Cheng said slowly, “For example, you’ll experience the same stages of life like birth, ageing, sickness and death. Is that right?”

“If the lack of daytime and the shortage of food don’t count in your eyes, you’re right,” the golden-haired man said directly.

“And the way to undo the curse is to light up the lighthouse and keep it going?”

“Yes.”

“How long will that take?”

The man thought about it and shook his head. “The priest didn’t say. She only told us how to undo the curse. However, I’m sure it won’t take long.”

Chen Ran placed one hand on the table and looked at the golden-haired man, “Since the priest managed to come up with the solution to the curse, she must have recognised the source of the curse.

“What… is it?” Chen Ran asked.

At this point, Fatty’s expression became serious. He had heard the strange whale sound. Regarding the source, he had developed a… curiosity. No, Fatty rejected the term. He was too tiny to fathom the identity of the source of the whale song. It had to be something way beyond their understanding. It was something from the imagination of a bard or from a completely unknown dimension…

To be honest, Fatty didn’t quite believe in undoing the curse with the flames of the lighthouse. However, he’d still do it because if he did nothing, he would panic. Thankfully, the Doctor was there. Fatty glanced at the Doctor with anticipation. He realised the Doctor looked very serious as he listened to the golden-haired man.

However, his hands… Fatty’s throat moved. He discovered the Doctor was silently moving the fat crab legs to the edge of the stone table before stowing them into his pocket. The Doctor was like a squirrel, storing food

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