Gamers Are Fierce Chapter 236: Dislocation

Li Ang took out the pony puppet and asked Evil Wunian to identify whether it matched his memory.

After getting a positive answer, he talked to the other teammates again, and he also found the English text of Croatoan in the pulley group.

"Each anomalous organ encountered will trigger a memory of the mansion's past."

Li Ang glanced at Evil Wunian and said: "The text in the pulley group proves one point - even if Evil Wunian dies completely, we will not get information.

You can still use that line of English to connect the clues to Roanoke Island. "

Evil Wunian's body froze inexplicably, thinking of something, and asked the other three: "By the way, where is Dong Fengpo? Didn't you find him?"

"No."

The mason shook his head, "After we each completed a task objective and converged, we have already searched most of the mansion,

I kept making noise halfway through, and I didn't get a response from Dong Fengpo, and I didn't find any clues about him, and finally found this utility room. "

“…”

Evil is silent for a while.

He struggled to survive in this cargo well for so long, and finally managed to survive with the help of his teammates.

Dongfengpo, who is missing, has not responded, and the system prompt has not sounded...

Not optimistic.

"Let's go."

The mason shook his head and said indifferently: "Hurry up, we should continue to search the house."

Whether Dong Fengpo is alive or dead, it's always right to search the mansion and find anomalous organs.

The four players leave the utility room and continue down the hallway.

This corridor is located on the ground floor and runs across the left and right ends of the mansion. The walls are built with solid blue masonry. Pretty good.

Everyone entered the servant's bedroom and other rooms to search, but did not find any clues. As time passed, the possibility of Dongfeng's surviving is also decreasing.

The last room in the hallway is a wine cellar with low arched stone doors, shelves full of dusty wine bottles, and oak barrels stacked in the corners.

The Forest Cat took a picture of the wine cellar as before, but still found nothing.

"This is the last house in the mansion."

The forest cat frowned and said, "Where are Dong Fengpo and those special organs?"

"Do you want to go back and search?" Evil Wunian asked: "Search again from the living room on the first floor?"

"Wait, I found it."

The mason who was groping in the corner shouted back. He removed the oak barrels stacked in the corner, crouched down, and stared at a large square of lighter-colored square wall tiles in the corner.

He used a paper cutter to cut into the cracks of the wall bricks, gently pry open the bricks and remove them, revealing a dark, dark, ring-like passage that is one person high and winding downwards.

"Is it here?"

The mason held a flashlight and looked inside. There was no strange smell in the air, and his detection skills showed no signs of poisoning.

"The air inside is moving."

The mason listened for a while, then glanced at the wires attached to the stone wall of the dense road, turned his head and said to his teammates: "There are traces of wires here, it is estimated that they will lead to places like the generator room. .

Want to go down? "

It is a strange thing to have a power supply in a silent and uninhabited mansion. Even if players don't find this secret passage, they can also find it through wires.

In other words, this secret passage is probably the path leading to other strange organs.

Going down is definitely going to go down,

Mason and Evil Wunian walked in the front, followed by the forest cat who took a picture with a camera every once in a while, and Li Ang walked in the back,

His stone arm clutched in his hand, tapping regularly against the stone wall, listening for echoes.

Along the winding stairs, the four players walked down some distance and reached solid ground.

This is another stone-structured corridor in a closed space, without any lights, extending forward for a considerable distance in the dark.

"Ho-ho--"

The sound of hard breathing, resounding in a room in the front of the corridor, sounds like the sound of inhalation after the airway has been cut. The room was near the winding stairs, and a hole was dug out of the outer wall, and countless wires were densely passed through it, extending into the room.

'This is the generator room. ’

The mason secretly thought, he did not rush forward, but turned his head to look at his companions and motioned the forest cat to take a picture of the room.

Although Forest Cat did not explain the specific special effects of the [Divination Polaroid], the players present were all human beings. Just looking at her performance, I roughly guessed that this might be a functional item of prediction and reconnaissance type.

No nonsense, the forest cat picked up the camera and took a picture of the room.

This is the first time that [Divination Polaroid] has taken effect, and the photo is completely dark, and there is no brilliance at all.

'What's the matter? Could it be that a black man will just stand here blocking the camera lens ten minutes later? ’

The forest cat doesn't believe in evil, so after the divination Polaroid effects buffering finished, he changed his angle and took another photo towards the house and corridor.

The newly developed photo is still pitch black.

The forest cat frowned, put away the camera with a gloomy face, and shook his head at the mason,

The latter silently picked up the paper-cutting knife, made a gesture to his teammates, and climbed up the outer wall of the room lightly, looking inward along the hole in the wall through which the wires passed.

In the not-so-spacious room, there are indeed several crude and crude large diesel generators, but the most striking one is a wooden table in the middle of the room.

On the wooden table, there was a shriveled and withered head of an old woman like a gray-black dried pineapple.

"Ho-ho--"

The head is breathing hard like a broken bellows~IndoMTL.com~ However, since she has no torso, she can only keep opening and closing her mouth, inhaling in vain, and then pumping the air out of the trachea in the cross-section of the neck.

Almost at the moment when the mason found the old woman's head and his pupils contracted suddenly,

The head like an air-dried pineapple seemed to sense the prying gaze of the mason, and suddenly opened his shriveled eyes, and a majestic and surging invisible energy rose around him.

Ripple ripples in the air, and the invisible and intangible energy condenses into sharp spears, piercing the sturdy and thick wall directly, hitting the stonemason lying on the wall.

Bang——

The mason tumbled and flew out, slamming his entire body against the wall of the corridor, his left arm acting as a buffer abnormally twisted and slanted, his forearm and upper arm formed a 90-degree reverse angle, and fell straight and pointed to the ground.

"Be careful, she'll read power..."

The mason fell to the ground, shouting loudly, and at the same time, regardless of the pain, he stretched out his right hand to hold the left arm and wrist, and slammed it hard, only to hear a "click", he actually forcibly broke the dislocated and twisted left arm back .