Thriller Paradise Chapter 13:

Seeing the door opened, Feng Bujue was relieved. He did not rush out to run out. Instead, he walked to the cage where the monkey was closed by the light coming in from outside the door, opened the latch, lifted the gate, and turned it on. A sleeping monkey took it out.

　　[Name: Sleepy Tibetan Macaque]

　　[Type: plot related]

　　[Quality: Normal]

　　[Function: Unknown]

　　[Can the script be brought out: Yes]

　　[Note: A lively and brave monkey, now on the verge of extinction]

　　 "The plot item shows that it can be taken out of the script, um..." Feng Bujue groaned. He tried to pack the monkey and succeeded. Immediately he walked out of this room.

　　 There is a passage outside the door. The four walls are basically metal, the roof is still four or five meters high, the lighting is normal, and there is still no window. There are some doors and fork roads on both sides of the passage, but they either cannot be opened or are blocked by large debris. Obviously there is only one real path. Red spray-painted arrows appear on the wall to guide Feng Bujue where he should go. After several futile attempts, he understands that there should be nothing useful in this section of the road, so he speeds up. Speed, follow the arrow, and reached the end of the passage about seven or eight minutes later, where another metal door marked in red appeared.

　　 There is no handle on this door, and there is a round valve handwheel in the middle. Feng Bujue stepped forward to hold the handwheel, tried to turn it, and felt a lot of resistance. He moved it up quite hard. The strength of the power to turn it.

After 　　 turned half a circle, the door moved, and a burst of cold air leaked from the crack in the door, and Feng Bujue had an ominous premonition instantly. When he opened the door, he realized that the metal door was very thick, and the room was obviously a closed freezer. When the door was opened, a strong cold air rushed in.

　　 Inside the room is a veritable "ice and snow". The ground is covered with white frost and snow, and there are signs of icing on the four walls. Looking up, in addition to the lighting equipment, you can see that there is a pipe about one meter in diameter at each of the three corners of the ceiling. The moment the door was opened, white snowflakes began to float in the pipe. Fortunately, although this pipe mouth Big, but the falling snowflakes are only sporadic, not a lot.

　　Feng Bujue took a deep breath, breathed in the palm of his hand, rubbed his hands, and walked into the room. After crossing the threshold, he found that the floor depth of this room was wrong. The floor was a bit lower than the lower frame of the door, and the passage outside the door was not on the same level at all, so it seemed that there was a thin layer on the ground. Hoarfrost is actually knee-thick snow. As soon as he stepped on it, he sank into the snow below his ankle. It was so cold that he jumped a few steps quickly, but it was useless. The snow was very soft. The way to keep his feet from sinking was to increase the contact area, so he Kneeled decisively...

　　 He did not close the door, he knelt down and came to the wall opposite the room. There was a door there, but there was no hand wheel for opening the door. There was only an electronic lock embedded in the door that required a password to be entered on the display. There are four digits for the password. On the wall next to the door lock, there is an obviously movable iron plate. The side of the iron plate is about ten centimeters long, square, and there is a small handle on it. When Feng Bujue opened the board, the iron door for him to enter the room closed automatically.

Behind the 　　 iron plate is a small space, and a tape is placed. The next thing to do is clear...

　　Feng Bujue took out the tape, took out the walkman on his body, took out the original tape in it, put it in the bag, put the new tape in, and pressed the play button.

　　"Merry Christmas, Arthur. This is a day for family reunion. At the same time, the spirit of Christmas also means selfless giving and blessing..."

　　Feng Bujue listened to the recording and began a second detailed observation of the room. He just noticed that the most eye-catching thing in the room was on one side of the metal wall with a newspaper that looked very new. This wall has obviously been treated, and the icing around the newspaper is not serious. Although it is full of artificial snow, the humidity in the room is not too high, and the words on the paper are still very clear. The most eye-catching report was titled "They are no different from us." The photo next to it shows a group of homeless people warming up around a waste oil drum. The sky in the background is snowing and the ground is white. Of course, this report is also from "Arthur Seager".

　　"You often attend charity parties and show your face in front of the camera, but we all know that you never donate to any organization in private. You call on people not to discriminate against the homeless, but you never give Anyone with a lower social status than you respects everyone around you with your meanness and snobbery. You have also spoken for the elderly, claiming that they need more attention and understanding, but you use work every year As an excuse to refuse to spend Thanksgiving and Christmas with my parents.

　　 Arthur, you have stood on the moral high ground more than once and accused the world of indifference and the injustice of the system, but your actual actions show that you do not know what you are talking about.

　　 Now, you have the opportunity to understand how the helpless people get through the difficulties. In this snow-covered room, there is a piece of cardboard with the password required to unlock the lock. All you have to do is to reach into the snow under your feet to find the piece of paper.

　　 Just like every person who suffers from the cold on the snowy night is longing for a glimmer of hope, you will not have a time limit, but even if you find something, the best result is just to get there Tianming..."

　　The recording ended, and Feng Bujue was shaking with cold. The clothing given by the game can ensure the comfort of the player in an environment with a virtual temperature of more than 20 degrees Celsius. The warmer or colder the player will have the corresponding body feeling. Now this ice cave-like house is obviously below zero, and the three pipes on the ceiling are still increasing the thickness of the snow at a very slow rate.

　　 In order to ensure the flexibility of the fingers, Feng Bujue faced the palm of his hand when he exhaled. He quickly recorded the paragraph in his head, and then repeated the last sentence verbally: "Just like those who have been frozen Like a human... if you find'what', you can endure till dawn..." According to him, this is the only hint, quite cryptic, but it must indicate something.

　　Feng Bujue stood up again. He was completely frozen below his knees. Now it doesn't matter if his feet are stepped into the snow, because the cold is no longer felt. He staggered to the newspaper, staring at the report and photos, searching for any possible clues carefully.

　　Feng Bujue knew that now is the best time to search for clues, and physical work can wait until there is no other way. If he is impatiently inserting his hands into the snow on the ground, then five minutes later, even if his fingers do not freeze off, the temperature drop will increase. If it develops into the kind of unresponsiveness and consciousness before freezing to death In a dim state, it is impossible to solve the mystery.

　　 "Things that can make homeless people reach the dawn..." Feng Bujue said to focus his attention: "A few people gather around a bucket and burn trash to keep warm until dawn? No, no, it's not like that... ..." An image of an uncle wearing sunglasses flashed across his mind: "With...MADAO sleeping on the street with three artifacts, a cardboard box, a dog, and a radio." He started thinking of this.

　　 This spread out newspaper is fixed on the wall with four small pieces of tape to fix the four corners. Feng Bujue is as careful as possible on the basis of ensuring that a large piece of the newspaper is not damaged. Tear off the corners of the newspaper.

　　 "It's impossible to have a dog unless I use a snowdrift. On the radio... Walkman should be considered. As for the cardboard box..." Feng Bujue had already removed the newspaper from the wall, although all four corners were missing. A small piece, but it does not affect what he is going to do.

　　 I just said that this newspaper is very new, so the creases on it are very clear. The average person does not fold the newspaper more than twice, but there are many creases on this newspaper, which undoubtedly shows that it has been folded into Something.

　　Feng Bujue restored the newspaper according to the crease. His hands have not become stiff, but he is still affected by the extreme cold environment. In fact, in his game menu, the special status next to the survival value has been displayed. [Frozen] is out.

　　 Although the newspaper is missing a corner, the shape that fits the crease is still folded out by Feng Bujue—a small paper box.

　　Feng Bujue held it in his hand and looked at it, turning it several angles, and finally found a series of consecutive letters and numbers in a place where several paper edges overlapped.

　　 The letters in a newspaper can’t be all in the same format, and occasionally there will be different font sizes and styles. For example, the letters used in the headline or the footnote of the picture are different from those in the article, as well as the size. Questions written.

　　The letters and numbers that Feng Bujue found are all of the same font size and style. The letters are all uppercase, and they are in different layouts and positions when the newspaper is unfolded. After being folded, they can be gathered in one place. Into a neat little section.

　　"FM27.3MHZ..." Feng Bujue said, "Amateur radio band..." He adjusted the walkman to the state of listening to the radio.

　　 There was noise from all frequencies, and the same was true for FM27.3, but he confirmed this frequency, so he turned on loudly, and waited patiently. Sure enough, after the noise lasted for about forty seconds, a hoarse voice said: "Nine, five, two, seven." Then there was another rustling noise.

　　Feng Bujue hurriedly rushed to the exit door, and while typing the password, he said unhappily: "What kind of broken password, does it mean that low-level people and dogs are not allowed..."

　　 As expected, the password is correct and the door opened. Feng Bujue crawled and rushed out of the room. When he came to the corridor outside, he rolled on the ground with coldness. After rolling twice, he stood up and did 20 straight-arm squats. During this process, he looked at the status in the menu~IndoMTL.com~The survival value had been reduced to 67%, but the frozen state was quickly relieved in a normal temperature environment.

　　 In any case, it will be less lossy than lying on the ground using snow plowing to find pieces of paper. Feng Bujue's luck in playing games has always been very bad. For the job like finding a needle in a haystack just now, he doesn't want to find the piece of paper under the snow without going through every inch of the room.

　　 After passing this second level, he did not immediately turn off the walkman. He soon discovered the frequency pattern. Every minute or so, he would read the four-digit code in FM 27.3. Other frequencies are always continuous noise.

　　 After returning to his body temperature, Feng Bujue moved on. He estimated that the script did not arrange or calculate how long it would take "Arthur Seager" to reach the hospital and receive treatment after he escaped. The initial recording stated that he had 40 minutes to find the exit, otherwise he would die of toxins in his body. However, Feng Bujue's menu has never shown the state of [Poisoning], and at this moment, he can't judge whether the decrease in survival value is due to the cold or the slow effect of toxins. In short, this is not an overt poisoning effect, but a kind of plot event. Simply put, the script must be cleared within 40 minutes, otherwise it will be GAMEOVER.

　　 It took more than 20 minutes for Feng Bujue to pass the second level quickly. In addition to the five minutes spent in the first room before, as well as the running time, he reached the first In three games, there should be about fifteen minutes left. The system will definitely have to consider the possibility of the player choosing Shaoxue in the second level, which will undoubtedly be delayed for a longer time. Therefore, considering the time factor, the next game Feng Bujue will face, without accident, should be the last one. As long as it is completed, he can end the script.