Chapter 37: Mask, plan

　　 The mask maker moved quickly, and soon all three masks were sewn.
　　 "Is this the container?" Lu Zhengkang asked.
　　 And the producer suddenly realized that the mask on his face had been taken off at some point, and he took a mask from the messy operation table and put it on.
　　 He breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Not counting, but the missing steps are not necessary."
　　 "What steps are still missing?"
"The Will of the White King!" The mask master recalled, "That was before. My elders were called to participate in that great plan. The craftsmanship of the mask has been handed down. The last step is to give a strong will to bind the mask. The lower body!"
　　 "So this step can be omitted completely?"
　　 "Yes, it's not necessary. Worm's finished product is outstanding, but after all, it is against the nature of nature."
　　 Lu Zhengkang has heard of Worm, an ancient at the same level as Radiant. The flying catkins at the edge of the kingdom are the debris that fell off his body. The King of the Holy Nest is said to be Worm's reincarnation.
　　 The past history is hidden in the clouds, and insiders are often unwilling to disclose details.
　　 Lu Zhengkang asked curiously, "Who is Worm?"
　　 The producer shook his head and pushed the three masks to Lu Zhengkang without speaking.
　　 The three masks reflected a radiant and gentle luster under the faint light, but the styles were different, and it could even be said to be quite different.
The one on the left of 　　 looks like an inverted sunflower seed with two eyeholes, a very classic alien face.
The one on the right of 　　 is as complete as a moon wheel, with two pairs of circular eyelets arranged in the shape of a field. It looks weird, more like a colander than a mask.
　　 The one in the middle is the most peculiar and hideous, rectangular like a tombstone, densely packed with large and small eyeholes that divide the mask very thoroughly, like a net, like a hollowed tree trunk, like a rotten canvas shoe.
　　 The appearance alone has nothing to do with the mask, but the hollowed-out eyes do not transmit light, and they can really cover up.
　　 Lu Zheng Kang felt helpless. He pointed to the middle one and asked, "Why is there such an ugly mask?"
　　 The mask maker spread his hands. After spreading out his long arms, he directly touched the walls on both sides. The sharp carapace scraped against the rock and made a creak.
"This is determined by the root you brought. Since you said that you don’t require a style, then make it in the most natural form of the rhizome. From this root, I saw countless warriors. They were roaring, fighting, and dazzling. Under the sharp edge, they die and live, and live toward death, like the shadow of flame, hot and depressed."
　　 Lu Zhengkang heard this, and suddenly felt intimate with this strange face.
　　 But before he accepts the mask, there is one more thing to ask.
　　 "Do you know that you have been corroded by nothingness?"
　　 "Of course! This is a beautiful thing!"
　　 Lu Zhengkang was surprised.
The masker seemed to be talking about sex, "Nothingness has projected a lot of horrible scenes in my mind. These are my inspiration for creating masks! Look," he pointed to the scattered masks on the ground, reaching out like a book. I found a few of them and showed them to Lu Zhengkang, "These shapes! How beautiful! The meaning of the masks is to add an extra layer of decoration on the natural face, you see," he exaggerated those strange masks. One by one, "These horns and eyes have special symbols..."
　　 "A worm can use a mask to add or subtract characteristics to itself. What a good tool! It is so beautiful, and what an elegant view to the world!"
　　 Lu Zhengkang saw black tears dripping from the lower edge of the mask on the face of the maker, but the mask still maintained its original image, and it was not distorted by the mood swings of its owner. This perfect disguise is a more realistic function besides aesthetic meaning.
　　 Lu Zhengkang interrupted the producer’s tirade, "Hey! If you need, I can help you ask for a white root system, and you can make a container mask for yourself..."
The producer yelled, overshadowing Lu Zhengkang’s words, exuding violent pheromone all over his body, swinging his long arms, scratching the ceiling with a ringing sound, and the light fly lantern was thrown and started to shake. The shadow in the room seemed to come alive at once, growing and shorting, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense.
"No need! The owner of the deep nest has fallen into deep sleep, and what we need to do is wait..." He didn't say anything in the beginning, and suddenly realized his gaffe, his tone slowed down, "Sorry, I am now I don’t know how to grasp emotions. I am often very excited and disrespectful. "He sighs." As for the container mask, I don’t need it. Void erosion is not a big deal. On the contrary, it protects my dreams. There is no unified will. Void is very Safety."
Lu Zhengkang lightly opened the hand holding the bone nail, and then stepped forward to take away the three masks, "Listen to you, I can rest assured, then it is not early, I should leave, you Take care."
The mask maker’s true emotions are hidden under the mask, indistinguishable. He nodded to Lu Zhengkang, waved his hand, then took up the chisel and paintbrush, and started making masks on his own. He wanted to put those in his mind because Beauty, fear, gentleness, tyranny, conservative, repressed... the conflict of ambivalence bursts out sparks of inspiration, all made into masks.
　　 Titicaca, muttering, this place is often full of noises, Lu Zhengkang stuffed his mask into his pocket and left slowly.
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　　 The next step is to go back to the forgotten cross road, give the masks to Nati and Paya, and then maybe take a break, you have to find a way to enter the abyss.
　　 The door of the abyss has been sealed, and it needs the Mark of the King to open it.
　　 This is where Lu Zhengkang is troubled.
　　 He can go to the Mark of the King by himself, but he may be hindered. This obstacle is the Queen of the Holy Nest-the Wasp, who is known as Miss Sister.
Of course Lu Zhengkang does not want to be hostile to the Hornets, not only because she is the protagonist of the Hollow Knight sequel, but also because she is a very pleasing character. The fighting style is like wearing flowers and butterflies. Sacrificing family love and even dedicating himself to justice, such a tough and tenacious character, it is hard not to impress people.
　　 Then only choose the second way.
　　 Wait for the little knight to open the door.
Lu Zhengkang pondered, taking advantage of the time when the little knight didn’t get the mark of the king, he could relax, always running around, and there should be a time to enjoy life, then go to the Leicheng bubble hot spring, listen to songs, or Detmao It is also a great pleasure for Si to talk about swordsmanship with the Bone Nail Sage.
　　 The more he wanted to be more beautiful, Lu Zhengkang rushed to the crossroads.