Thriller Paradise Chapter 242: Brother (5)
Feng Bujue quickly walked back to cell zero, walked straight to the plastic bucket in the corner, and then stretched out the magnet tied to one end of the cloth rope, trying to "fish" the key or other clues.
Unexpectedly, I didn’t catch...
"What the hell? Isn't it close enough?" Feng Bujue asked, because he didn't let the cloth rope or the magnet directly touch the bucket, but just hung it in the air to fish.
"Wait...it's not right...the stuff is not here." He suddenly thought of something, and quickly lifted the cloth rope up and took the magnet into his hand, "If the system takes the clues I need for this step Set in cell No. 0, what if I find it before I escape the room... Then during the game, dentures and magnets become clues that can be skipped."
He read the description of the magnet item again:
[Name: Truncated Iron Bar]
[Type: Plot related]
[Quality: Normal]
[Function: Generate magnetic field]
[Can the script be brought out: No]
[Note: This section of iron grid is made of natural magnet. 】
"False teeth are things that can be brought out of the script and turned into puzzle cards. In theory, they are useless. However, this magnet is a story item that cannot be brought out of the script. It will definitely come in handy." Feng Bujuenian Said: "Well... Since the magnet is necessary, then the clues needed for the next step cannot be hidden here. Because without a magnet I can also find the things hidden in the dung bucket, but the nausea will be higher. That's it..."
He took the magnet and started to reconsider: "What the **** is...it must..."
"Could it be..." Feng Bujue soon had new speculations. He trot back to the door of Cell No. 4 and looked at the iron door. "Is that the case..." He laughed dryly. , Standing on tiptoe, put his hand through the gap of the small iron window above.
With all five iron bars in this small window, the width of the gap is limited, allowing the forearm of the hand to pass at most, but after removing one iron bar. The entire arm can pass.
Feng Bujue leaned his body against the door, stretched his arms into the window, and fumbled upwards. Not long after, he was directly above the iron door. I found a key.
[Name: Key to Cell No. 1]
[Type: Plot related]
[Quality: Normal]
【Function: Disappear immediately after use. After that, the door of cell 1 can be opened or closed freely. 】
[Can the script be brought out: No]
[Note: Hanged by a thin wire behind the door of Cell No. 4]
"Isn't this remark nonsense, I'm holding everything in my hand, do you want you to tell me?" Feng Bujue said uncomfortably.
The key hiding place is really insidious, its location is slightly higher than the height of the door frame. Almost against the wall, from outside the door, you can't see it from any angle. Even if the player can see through to the location of the key, his hand just can't reach it before the iron fence is removed.
The only way. That is to remove the iron fence, and then extend your hand in, only let your elbow pass through, then you can get the key.
"Niang Xipi..." Feng Bujue cursed as he walked towards Cell No. 1: "Should I do this every step of the way? How nice it is to hide in shit! Simple and clear!"
With a click, the door of cell one was opened.
Feng Bujue opened the door and walked in. He stood at the door and observed for a minute. After he was sure that the opening of the door did not trigger any strange events, he proceeded with confidence.
There are also small wooden cabinets in this cell. and so. No need to say anything, open the drawer...
In the top drawer, there is a newspaper clipping, only the size of a palm, and the text on it is close to English. But it wasn't. Feng Bujue couldn't recognize which language it was. Of course, the system of Thrillerland has its own translation function, which does not affect reading.
Feng Bujue saw this. It's like a drug addict has seen a fan, and can't wait to get it in front of him. Let's talk about it after reading it.
The title of this article is "The Devil Is Still Active", and the article reads "Since Tarantula Moon, the number of missing people in this town has exceeded forty people. The National Wizards Association and the Church have declared helpless. The official spokesperson said The seals throughout the town are intact, and there is no obvious evidence of the infestation of demons. The families of the victims and local nobles have issued high rewards. Anyone who resolves the incident or provides help can receive a bounty of up to 20,000 Sati.
A few days ago, this newspaper received reliable information from a bounty hunter. The perpetrator of the disappearance was the last descendant of the "Xing Clan". The perpetrator..."
The text comes to an abrupt end here, and the rest of the content is nowhere to be found.
"What's the situation...Is this news or a novel?" Feng Bujue turned over the newspaper clippings on his hand, trying to corroborate it with information on the other side, but unfortunately the handwriting on the other side was vague and unrecognizable. But judging from the material of the paper, this should be the correct newspaper.
"Well... the script for a long time is still an empty setting. The world view has wizards' associations, demons, and bounty hunters... Satie should be currency, but the purchasing power of 20,000 yuan is unknown. The date is The calculation method is unclear. Although there is the concept of the month, it is impossible to determine how many days they have a month, how many hours a day they have, let alone how many meals they eat a day... How much does the notch on the wall of cell number zero represent? It’s hard to say for a long time..." Feng Bujue had already launched a series of deductions in his mind: "This paper is undoubtedly explaining the plot. If nothing unexpected, the place where I am at this moment is the missing persons. Place of imprisonment. And the little man in the opening CG is the culprit of the disappearance, that is, the last descendant of the "Xing Clan" mentioned in the newspaper."
Feng Bujue sat on the ground unknowingly and thought with interest: "Since this is the setting, it is not surprising that he can drag me with one hand, perhaps because of the Xing people. 'S strength is inherently greater than that of ordinary people, and perhaps the'ordinary people' in this world also have this kind of power." He touched his chin: "Well...Speaking of which, what are the so-called'people' in this world like? It’s hard to say, maybe they all have three eyes, both men and women have beards, and they may have hairy faces..."
Normal people's thinking, at this moment, should be thinking: This should be a script of Western magic civilization and technological level after the industrial revolution, right?
But Feng Bujue’s thinking that breaks through the sky is trying to figure out something else... He has only seen one person in the opening CG so far, and he hasn’t seen a face. From a scientific point of view, the only individual Obviously it cannot be used as a basis for confirming the theory. He has to meet at least a hundred inhabitants of this world before he can make a preliminary conclusion about which people are "ordinary people." Before that, Feng Bujue could make hypotheses about anything "unseen".
He didn't see anyone's face in this script world. So he can assume that this group of people are of any appearance; he has never seen people in this world do addition and subtraction, so he can also assume that this group of people use decimal binary; he has never seen the currency of Satie , So maybe this stuff is made of animal tongue...
In short, the world is limited and imagination is limitless. It is only the thought itself that confines people's thoughts. In Feng Bujue's view. Anything like "worldview" is fine. Countless traversing novels all depict the traverser going to another world with human beings as the main body, but a different civilization or history. But in the eyes of people like Feng Bujue. If a person can travel in a parallel universe, it is normal to travel to a place ruled by a group of orangutans or rhinos.
He sat on the ground for a long time, combining what he saw and heard after entering the script through the limited content in the newspaper. I reorganized my thoughts again.
The daily necessities, the size of the bed, the size of the door, the size of the plastic bucket... are all based on him.
"Um...I still don't have a clue." After more than ten minutes, Feng Bujue shrugged and smiled: "Interesting."
He put away the small piece of newspaper, took the first drawer out of the small wooden cabinet, checked it around 360 degrees, and confirmed that there was no writing or engraving anywhere in this drawer. He just opened the second drawer.
The stuff inside can make people cry with joy.
[Name: Key to Cell No. 2]
[Type: Plot related]
[Quality: Normal]
【Function: It disappears immediately after use, and then the door of cell 2 can be opened or closed freely. 】
[Can the script be brought out: No]
[Note: A very easy key to get started. 】
"I always feel that this remark is meaningless, it's just mocking the player..." Feng Bujue muttered, then put the key away, and read the second drawer carefully. Then opened the bottom drawer.
The drawer is empty, but there are two Arabic numerals written in blood: 38.
"According to the general puzzle-solving routine...this should be a section of a certain password." Feng Bujue said, and took out the drawer to check it, and confirmed that there was only this prompt. He stood up and searched the entire room again.
Before leaving the room. He made a new discovery, and that was the inside of the iron door, facing the side of the house, with an arrow drawn. The arrows, like the numbers outside the door, are painted with paint.
The line of this arrow is not straight, but an upward convex arc, with the arrow pointing to the right.
"Oh oh... this way, I seem to have understood." Feng Bujue looked at the prompt and smiled.
After that, he entered cell two, the same small wooden cabinet, with another newspaper clipping in the top drawer, but its content was not consistent with the one in cell one.
"With the death of the Sheriff Carl in the hunt, the rumors about the'criminal clan' were further confirmed. The Royal Warlock Force finally took action. Now three armed alchemists and five lieutenants from the Mechanic Corps have been dispatched. This town. The amount of folk rewards has reached an unprecedented one hundred thousand satis. According to sources, the mysterious bounty hunter who uses black magic, the magpie, has also appeared in the town."
"Heh...it's getting more and more interesting." Feng Bujue commented.
Similar to cell number one, this small wooden cabinet in cell number two has the key of cell number three in the middle drawer, and the bottom drawer is also written with Arabic numerals, this time it is 69. An arrow is also drawn on the inside of the iron door of this cell. This arrow is pointing to the left, and the line segment is also convex upward in a semicircular arc.
The third, fourth, and fifth cells are similar in design.
The three newspaper clippings are as follows...
"The bodies of the terrifying magpie and three armed alchemists were found on the outskirts of the town. Officials refused to comment on the matter. Panic is spreading in the town. This morning, the new sheriff announced that the nearby troops and Iron Blade will be called urgently. The troops of the Knights came to support and issued a night curfew. Anyone who walks away from home and walks on the street at night can be arrested, and those who resist can be directly suppressed by force."
"The curfew has been in force for two weeks, and the situation has been effectively controlled. According to the latest official announcement, the number of missing persons has remained at 67 and has not increased further. However, the curfew has not been lifted at least until Badger Bird Moon. Possible."
The third paragraph of the newspaper clipping also has a title. The title is: "The criminal arrester is dead?"
"Yesterday. The long curfew was finally lifted, the Knights of the Iron Blade had withdrawn from the town, and the nearby troops were also retreating in batches. The investigation team of the Royal Surgeon Forces had rushed to this place. Various signs indicate that the case has been. The report broke. But the official still remained silent. The horrible shadow that has plagued the town for nearly a star rose season seems to have dissipated, but none of the missing have returned, and there is no report of finding the corpse. Is the criminal culprit already captured? Or is it temporarily in darkness? Dormant?"
Feng Bujue folded all the newspaper clippings he found in order. Put it in your pocket. As for the numbers and arrows, he has all in his head.
He took the key to cell number six and walked in. As expected, there was no small wooden cabinet in this cell. Instead, there is a large safe.
"Well...Mechanical compass lock, eighty scale...After unlocking, it will automatically destroy the code, leaving no traces, small size, fully mechanical structure, no power supply, suitable for all kinds of harsh places...A classic is a classic." Suddenly squatted in front of it and muttered: "It's a pity that I know the password..."
"So... first clockwise, 38, then... counterclockwise..." he said. Started to open the lock.
He probably guessed the urinary nature of this set of puzzles after seeing the prompt from Cell One. The curved arrows and numbers are the direction of rotation and scale, while the room number represents the steps.
Fiddled a few times. The lock of the safe is opened. A fool could guess that there must be the key to the prison door on the 1st floor underground.
But I didn't expect...
"It's meow..." Feng Bujue looked at what was in front of him, and suddenly felt a sense of being played around.
It turns out, in the big safe. It’s a small safe...
This small safe is only half the size of the large one on the outside, and there is a glass vial on the top of the box. Feng Bujue took the glass bottle in his hand and read the description of the item:
[Name: Perfume]
[Type: Plot related]
[Quality: Normal]
[Function: Unknown]
[Can the script be brought out: Yes]
[Remarks: fragrant and rich, long-lasting aroma. 】
"What kind of stuff...I still have a long-lasting fragrance, and a bottle will be passed on forever." Feng Bujue said: "Well...but this is the third item that can be taken out of the script, soap and dentures. , Perfume...what's the situation? Is it a toothbrush next time?"
This item wasn't safe in his pocket, so he packed it in his suitcase. Now that Brother Jue is also a person with a 15-segment bag, it is indeed much more convenient compared to the days when he was stretched out when he was a 10-segment bag.
"Okay, let's see how to open this small one..." Feng Bujue immediately tried the password of the large safe, but failed.
"Ha! As expected." He said, resetting the lock, using the same password, and doing it the other way around, but it failed.
"You can't be underestimated..." He divided all the scales by two and tried again, failing in failure.
"Ah!!!" Feng Bujue began to admire those pure martial arts players now. He held the big fist of the sandbag and looked at the small safe: "The world of martial arts...there is no strong and unbreakable... "The next second, he used his fighting expertise to activate his title ability [Look at the move].
After hitting the small safe with a punch, I saw a wave of air bursting out, showing great power.
Three seconds later, the technique stopped. The box was intact, but Feng Bujue's survival value had dropped by 3%, and the surface of his fist was painful.
"Well, I just want to say this line." Feng Bujue made a complaint.
After sighing, he continued to try to unlock the lock... But as he said, the design of this lock is very classic, with millions of possible combinations. Can this be tried? Taking a step back, even if this is just a six-digit combination lock, theoretically there are nearly one million combinations. In order to seal Bujue's character, you have to try at least 500,000 times...
"Ah..." An unnamed fire rose in Feng Bujue's heart: "Is this script...forcing people to beat themselves up?"
He stopped trying altogether, stood up, and entered the reasoning time again, "Is there anything else I overlooked? Reverse the numbers...addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division...is it prime..."
He pondered for a while, then tried again, and it took half an hour before he knew it. In these thirty minutes ~IndoMTL.com~ he tried almost all possible combinations, and he determined one thing... the password of this small box has nothing to do with the big box.
"Damn it!" Feng Bujue was annoyed, and dragged the small safe out of the large one. "If it weren't for I can't use a grenade..." Before the words fell, the box was due to the inertia of his actions. Press down towards his feet.
Feng Bujue did not expect that the weight of this box is much heavier than it looks. With his current strength in the game, it’s okay to **** a 100 kg barbell, so he brought the box outwards. I didn’t think too much about it when I was doing it. As a result, I picked up an iron block and hit my own foot.
With this smash, he lost another 3% of his health. Don’t underestimate this survival point. Feng Bujue is now at level 27 at any rate. It’s not the kind of elbow that would cause him to break through a rotten wall. The level of blood.
"I'm going... so heavy..." Feng Bujue said, "Lead-antimony alloy?" As soon as he said this, his mind flashed, "Wait...Isn't it..."
He sat down and pushed the box down for inspection. Sure enough, I saw a circular hole at the bottom... (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m to read.)