Under the scorching sun, the Mayan city-state was strange yet fascinating.
The tall monuments and statues were surrounded by numerous buildings of varying heights, and the gods watched as the citizens of the city-state shuttled around amongst them.
It was easy to distinguish between nobles and civilians.
Most of the civilians only wore a plain piece of linen. They carried heavy loads or held livestock.
Aristocrats wore colorful clothes and had tattoos, jewels, and rings all over every inch of their exposed skin.
Wu Jin even saw a Mayan lady in a sedan chair with tattoos that extended from her elbows all the way up to her tongue.
However, almost everyone had a small amount of indigo paint on their bodies.
Ming Yao led Wu Jin and Wei Shi around the market. Exquisite stone tools and bone tools could be seen everywhere throughout the roadside stalls, along with all kinds of rainforest herbs, tobacco leaves, and mountain goods.
Wu Jin thought it over and felt that the scene in front of them should be a market that was being held before a sacrifice.
In the market, the shop in the most prominent location was a vendor who sold a variety of bone knives.
From time to time, there would be Mayans who stopped by to exchange one or two cocoa beans for these exquisitely crafted weapons. The stall owner would sharpen the edge of the blade for the buyer, and the buyer would then take away the knife. The first thing they always did afterwards was to go and kneel down in front of the nearest statue.
“They’re buying knives.” Ming Yao shrugged his shoulders. “It means that the sacrifice is about to start. The blood sacrifice.”
The Mayan nobleman who’d just purchased a bone knife knelt down and quickly cut his wrist. The red blood flowed out sluggishly, and the Mayan nobleman didn’t hesitate to smear it on the statue.
The blood dripped down and coagulated on the cold stone.
Wu Jin: “......”
Wu Jin: “!!!”
Wei Shi glanced at the scene, but he wasn’t very interested in it. There had been an abundance of lunatics in the R-Code Base back then.
Wu Jin turned to Ming Yao, “How is the sacrifice done?”
Ming Yao sighed, “This is why we wanted to cooperate with you.”
“We’ve been here for a couple rounds, and there’s been a constant stream of contestants coming in, and there has also been a constant stream of contestants being caught and sacrificed. Do you see the altar in the middle?” Ming Yao stretched out his hand, “I suggest that you guys stay away from it. The Mayan sacrifice to their Sun God is a living sacrifice, and nobody who was caught has ever come back down again.”
“The only clue we have right now is this,” Ming Yao poked at the blue dye on Wu Jin’s body. “This is the mark that allows us to walk freely through the city-state. However, it can only protect the body and doesn’t equal clearing the instance.”
Wu Jin had a question for him, “Why aren’t you blue?!”
Ming Yao proudly turned his left hand to show his white and tender wrist. A small Jingyi logo had been drawn there in blue dye, “See, this is my mark!”
Wu Jin looked at Ming Yao who only had a small blue mark, then looked at himself who was covered all over in blue. He then moved quickly, grabbing at Ming Yao and rubbing against him messily!
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