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Feng Bujue quickly returned to cell zero, walked straight to the plastic bucket in the corner, and then stretched down the magnet tied to one end of the cloth rope, trying to "catch" keys or other clues.
But surprisingly, no catch...
"What's the matter? Isn't it close enough?" Feng Bujue thought, because he didn't let the cloth rope or the magnet directly touch the things in the bucket, but just hung in the air to catch.
"Wait... No... It's not here." He suddenly thought of something, quickly lifted the cloth rope up, and took the magnet in his hand, "If the system sets the clues I need for this step in prisoner zero In the room, what if I find it before I escape from the room... Then during the game, the dentures and magnets become clues that can be skipped.”
He read the item description of the magnet again:
[Name: Truncated Iron Gate]
[Type: Drama Related]
[Quality: Normal]
[Function: generate magnetic field]
[Whether the script can be brought out: No]
[Remarks: This section of the iron grid is made of natural magnets.]
"False teeth are things that can bring out the script and turn them into puzzle cards. In theory, they may be useless, but this magnet is a plot item that can't bring out the script, so it will definitely come in handy." Feng Bujue read: " Hmm... Since magnets are necessary, the clues needed for the next step cannot be hidden here. Because I can find things hidden in the dung bucket without magnets, but the level of nausea will be a little higher... "
Holding the magnet, he began to reconsider: "What the hell...has to..."
"Could it be..." Feng Bujue soon had a new guess. He trotted back to the door of cell No. 4, looked at the iron door, "Is that so..." He laughed dryly, tiptoed, He put his hand in through the gap of the small iron window above.
When the five iron bars are in place, the width of the gap is limited, allowing the forearm of the hand to pass through at most, but after removing one iron bar, the whole arm can pass through.
Feng Bujue leaned his body against the door, stretched his arms into the window, and groped upwards. Not long after, he found a key directly above the iron door.
[Name: Key to Cell No. 1]
[Type: Drama Related]
[Quality: Normal]
[Function: Disappears immediately after use, and the door of Cell No. 1 can be opened or closed freely afterwards.]
[Whether the script can be brought out: No]
[Remarks: Hanging behind the door of Cell No. 4 by a thin wire]
"Isn't this remark nonsense, I have all the things in my hand, and you still need to tell me?" Feng Bujue read unhappily.
The place where the key is hidden is really sinister, its position is slightly higher than the height of the door frame, almost against the wall, and it cannot be seen from any angle when viewed from the outside of the door. Even if the player can see through the location of the key, the hand just cannot reach it before the iron fence is removed.
The only way is to remove the iron fence, and then reach in. Only by letting your elbow pass through can you get the key.
"Niang Xipi..." Feng Bujue cursed as he walked towards the No. 1 cell: "Do you want to make it like this every step of the way? It would be great to just hide it in the shit! It's simple and clear!"
With a click, the door of cell number one was opened.
Feng Bujue pushed the door open and entered. He stood at the door and observed for a minute. After confirming that the act of opening the door did not trigger any strange events, he continued to move with confidence.
There are also small wooden cabinets in this cell. So, without further ado, open the drawer...
In the top drawer, there was a newspaper clipping, only the size of a palm, and the words on it were close to English, but not, and Feng Bujue couldn't recognize which language it was. Of course, the system of Thriller Paradise has its own translation function, which does not affect it.
When Feng Bujue saw this thing, he was like a drug addict seeing a fan, he couldn't wait to get it in front of his eyes, and then read it.
The title of this article is "The Demon is Still Active", and the article reads "Since Tarantula Month, the number of missing people in this town has exceeded forty. The seal is intact, and there is no obvious evidence of demons. The family members of the victims and the local nobles have issued high rewards. Anyone who solves the incident or provides help can get a reward of up to 20,000 satyrs.
A few days ago, this newspaper obtained reliable information from a certain bounty hunter that the instigator of the disappearance was a descendant of the 'Xing Clan', the perpetrator... "
The text stops here abruptly, and the next content is unknown.
"What's the situation... Is this news or not?" Feng Bujue turned over the newspaper clipping in his hand, trying to prove it with the information on the other side, but unfortunately the writing on the other side was blurred and unreadable. But judging from the material of the paper, this should be a newspaper.
"Hmm... After a long time, this script is still a fictional setting. In this world view, there are wizards' associations, demons, and bounty hunters... Sati should be currency, but it's unclear how much purchasing power 20,000 has. The calculation of the date is also unknown. Although there is a concept of months, it is impossible to determine how many days they have in a month, how many hours a day has, let alone how many meals they eat a day... How long does the notch on the wall of cell zero represent? It's hard to say..." Feng Bujue had already started a series of deduction in his mind: "This piece of paper is undoubtedly explaining the plot. If there is no accident, the place where I am at the moment is the place where the missing people are imprisoned. The little man in the CG is the culprit of the disappearance, the descendant of the 'criminal clan' that the newspapers said."
Feng Bujue unknowingly sat down on the ground, thinking with great interest: "Since this is the setting, it's not surprising that he can drag me around with one hand, maybe it's because the strength of the Xing Clan people is naturally strong. Bigger than ordinary people, or maybe the 'ordinary people' in this world also have this kind of power." He touched his chin: "Well... speaking of it, it's hard to say what the so-called 'human' in this world is like. Maybe they all have three eyes, and both men and women have beards, and maybe all their faces are hairy...”
A normal person's thinking, at this moment, should be thinking: This should be a script of the last technological level of the western magic civilization processing industry, right
But Feng Bujue's thinking that broke through the sky was trying to figure out something else... He has only seen one person in the opening CG so far, and he didn't see the face. From a scientific point of view, the only individual cannot be confirmed. Based on the theory, he has to meet at least a hundred residents of this world before he can draw a preliminary conclusion on which people belong to "ordinary people". Before that, Feng Bujue could make assumptions about any "unseen" things.
He didn't see anyone's face in this script world, so he can assume that this group of people is of any appearance; he hasn't seen people in this world do addition and subtraction, so he can also assume that this group of people use decimal ;he hadn't seen saty currency like this, so maybe it's made of animal tongues...
In short, the world is limited, but imagination is unlimited, and what imprisons people's thinking is only thinking itself. From Feng Bujue's point of view, "world view" can be anything. Countless time travels depict that the traveler has gone to another world with human beings as the main body, but with a different civilization or history. But in the eyes of people like Feng Bujue, if people can travel in parallel universes, it would be normal for them to travel to a place ruled by a group of orangutans or rhinoceros.
He sat on the ground for a long time, and reorganized his thoughts through the limited content in the newspaper and what he saw and heard after entering the script.
Those daily necessities, the size of the bed, the size of the door, the size of the plastic bucket... are all based on him.
"Hmm... still don't have a clue." After more than ten minutes, Feng Bujue shrugged and smiled: "Interesting."
He put away the small newspaper, pulled the first drawer out of the small wooden cabinet, checked it at 360 degrees, and only after confirming that there was no writing or engraving in this drawer, he opened the second drawer. drawers.
What's in it can literally make you cry with joy.
[Name: Key to Cell No. 2]
[Type: Drama Related]
[Quality: Normal]
[Function: Disappears immediately after use, and the door of cell No. 2 can be opened or closed freely afterwards.]
[Whether the script can be brought out: No]
[Remarks: A key that is very easy to obtain.]
"I always feel that this remark has no guiding meaning, it's just mocking the players..." Feng Bujue muttered, put the key away, carefully looked at the second drawer, and then opened the bottom drawer .
The drawer was empty, but there were 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 took out this drawer and checked it. After confirming that there was only this hint, he stood up and opened the entire room again. Searched again.
Before leaving the room, he made a new discovery, that is, the inside of the iron door, which is the side facing the house, has an arrow drawn on it. The arrows, like the numbers outside the door, were drawn with paint.
The line segment of this arrow is not straight, but an upward convex arc, and the direction of the arrow is to the right.
"Oh... that's it, I seem to have understood." Feng Bujue looked at the prompt and laughed.
After that, he entered Cell No. 2, the same small wooden cabinet, and another newspaper clipping was placed in the top drawer, but its content was not consistent with the one in Cell No. 1.
"With the death of the sheriff Mr. Carl in the pursuit, the rumors about the 'Punishment Clan' have been further confirmed. The Royal Sorcerer Force has finally taken action, and has now dispatched three armed alchemists and five lieutenants from the Mechanical Corps to this town. The amount of folk bounty offered has reached an unprecedented one hundred thousand satyrs, and according to sources, a mysterious bounty hunter using black magic, the Dreadmagpie, has also appeared in the town."
"Heh... it's getting more and more interesting." Feng Bujue commented.
Similar to Cell No. 1, the small wooden cabinet in Cell No. 2 has the key to Cell No. 3 in the middle drawer, and Arabic numerals are also written on the bottom drawer, this time it is 69. There is also an arrow drawn on the inside of the iron door of this cell. This arrow points to the left, and the line segment also bulges upwards in a semicircular arc.
The subsequent cells No. 3, 4, and 5 have a similar design.
The three clippings are as follows…
"The bodies of Frightened Magpie and three armed alchemists were found on the outskirts of the town. Officials refused to comment on the matter. Panic is spreading in this town. This morning, the new sheriff announced that the town's troops and the Iron Blade Knights were urgently called Troops came to support and issued a night curfew. Anyone who leaves home and walks on the street at night can be arrested, and those who encounter resistance can be directly suppressed by force."
"The curfew has been in effect for two weeks, and the situation has been effectively controlled. According to the latest official news, the number of missing persons has remained at 67, and has not increased further. However, the curfew order is still not likely to be lifted until at least the Badger Month. "
The third newspaper clipping also has a title, which reads: "The criminal arrester, dead?"
"Yesterday, the long curfew was finally lifted. The Iron Blade Knights have withdrawn from this town, and the town's troops are also retreating in batches. The investigation team of the Royal Sorcerer Troop has rushed here. There are various signs that the case has been solved, but Officials remain silent. The horror shadow that plagued the town for nearly a year seems to have dissipated, but none of the missing persons have returned, and there are no reports of bodies being found. Is the culprit of the Xing Clan already captured? Or is he temporarily dormant in the dark? "
Feng Bujue folded all the newspaper clippings he found in order and put them in his pocket. As for those numbers and arrows, he memorized them all in his mind.
He took the key to cell No. 6 and walked in. As expected, there was no small wooden cabinet in this cell, but a large safe.
"Hmm... mechanical compass lock, 80 scales... the code will be automatically destroyed after unlocking, leaving no traces, small in size, fully mechanical structure, no power supply required, adaptable to various harsh places... classics are classics." Feng Bujue crouched in front of him Muttering: "Unfortunately I know the password..."
"So... first clockwise, 38, then... counterclockwise..." He said, and began to operate the lock.
He probably guessed the urine nature of this set of puzzles after seeing the prompt in Cell No. 1. The curved arrows and numbers are the rotation direction and scale, and the room numbers represent the steps.
After a few fiddlings, the lock of the safe was unlocked. Any fool can guess that it must be the key to the cell door on the basement 1F.
But I didn't expect...
"That's meow..." Feng Bujue looked at the thing in front of him, feeling like he was being played.
It turned out that inside the big safe was a small safe...
The volume of this small safe is only half of the large one outside. There is also a glass vial on the top of the box. Feng Bujue took the glass vial in his hand and read the item description:
[Name: Perfume]
[Type: Drama Related]
[Quality: Normal]
[Function: Unknown]
[Whether the script can be brought out: Yes]
[Remarks: Fragrant and fragrant, long-lasting aroma.]
"What the hell... I still have a fragrance that lasts forever, and a bottle will last forever." Feng Bujue said: "Well... But, this is already the third item that can bring out the script, soap, dentures, perfume... What's the situation? ? Could it be a toothbrush next time?"
The item didn't fit well in a pocket, so he packed it in his duffel. Brother Jue now also has a fifteen-compartment luggage, which is indeed much more convenient than the stretched-out days when the ten-compartment luggage was scarce.
"Okay, let's see how to open this small one..." Feng Bujue immediately tried the password of the big safe, but failed.
"Ha! It's expected." He said, reset the lock, and used the same code to do it in reverse, but it still failed.
"I can't underestimate you..." He divided all the scales by two and tried again, a failure among failures.
"Ah!!!" Feng Bujue began to envy those players who were pure martial arts players at this moment. He held his sandbag-sized fist and looked at the small safe: "The world's martial arts... everything is unbreakable..." The next second, Specializing in fighting, he activated the title ability [Look at the move].
After he punched the small safe, he saw a wave of air burst open, booming, powerful and powerful.
After three seconds, the skill stops stagnating. The box was intact, but Feng Bujue's survival value dropped by 3, and the surface of his fist was sore.
"Well, I just want to say this line." Feng Bujue complained to himself.
After sighing, he continued to try the lockpicking method... But as he himself 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, there are theoretically close to a million combinations. To seal an unconscious character, you have to try it at least half a million times...
"Ah..." A nameless fire rose in Feng Bujue's heart: "This kind of script...is forcing people to beat their eggs to commit suicide?"
He simply stopped trying, stood up, and entered the reasoning time again, "Is there any other information that I overlooked? Reversing numbers...addition, subtraction, multiplication and division...is it a prime number..."
He pondered for a while, tried again, and half an hour passed before he knew it. In these thirty minutes, he tried almost all possible combinations, and thus confirmed one thing... The password of this small box has nothing to do with the password of the big box.
"Damn it!" Feng Bujue dragged the small safe out of the larger one in a fit of anger, "If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't use grenades..." Before he finished speaking, the box moved towards his body due to the inertia of his movements. The top of the foot is pressed down.
Feng Bujue didn't expect that the weight of this box was much heavier than it looked. With his current strength in the game, it would be no problem to snatch a 100kg barbell, so it is also a good idea to carry the box outwards. Without thinking too much, the result was that he picked up an iron block and hit his own foot.
With this smash, he lost another 3 HP, but don't underestimate this survival value, Feng Bujue is now at level 27, not the kind of level where you can lose blood even if you hit a rotten wall with your elbow.
"I'm going... so heavy..." Feng Bujue said, "Pb-antimony alloy?" As soon as he said this, a flash of light flashed in his mind, "Wait... Could it be..."
He sat down, pushed the box over and examined it. Sure enough, saw a small circular hole at the bottom of it... RS
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