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"Heh... hehe..." The corners of Feng Bujue's mouth twitched, he put the magnet in his pocket near the small hole for comparison, and found that the size was just right. He tried to put the magnet in, and only about a third of the way through, he felt a strong magnetic force in the round hole, sucking the whole magnet in. The next second, the box opened... It turned out that this small safe didn't need a password at all, and the front lock was just a cover-up. The real way to open it was to trigger a mechanism inside. 80% of this safe is only made of ordinary metal materials, but inside the small hole, a part is made of special, high-density magnetic ore, and contains a machine wedge. And the only prop that can unlock this mechanism is the magnet. "Keep changing the puzzle-solving rules, isn't it... kind of..." Although Feng Bujue was a little annoyed, he quickly calmed down. The big box outside was opened with a password, but it doesn't mean that the small box inside also needs to be opened with a password. open. If he wanted to blame, he could only blame himself for falling into the trap because of his mindset. Feng Bujue took out the [key to the cell door leading to the basement 1F] from the small safe, then left cell No. 6 and walked towards the stairs leading to the upper floor. After opening the black iron fence door, the key disappeared, and the system prompt also sounded at this moment: [The current task is completed, the main task has been updated] [Explore the underground 2F, open the door to the upper floor] This task has been ticked off , and then the next step appeared: [Go to Ground 1F] "Huh?" Feng Bujue felt a little strange when he saw this task. Logically speaking, the task should read "Explore 1F underground, find a way to the ground "This kind of content, but there is only such a simple sentence as "Go to the ground 1F" written in front of my eyes, as if... "Could it be possible to go directly up?" Feng Bujue read. He was holding the long rusty iron bar (at this time the iron bar had already returned to dilapidated quality). Proceed carefully along the corridor on the basement 1F. This floor is almost a mirror image of the basement 2F. Not far from the stairs, there are six cells, three on the left and three on the left. But the iron door of the cell on this floor is different from the one on the bottom floor. There is neither a food delivery port nor a small iron window, and there is no painted number on the door. Except for the keyholes and door handles, these six iron doors are almost a single piece of iron, and the thickness is unknown. It is also impossible to detect the situation inside the house from outside the door. Feng Bujue tried to see if the six doors could be opened one by one, but they were all locked. He leaned against the door panel to listen, but he couldn't hear any movement. He thought to himself: "It's unlikely that the entire 1st floor of the basement is full of decorations, that is to say... I will come back later, right... How does it close without external force? "A normal person with a sense of fear, in this state, will definitely be affected to a certain extent. But Feng Bujue is not this kind of person... For him, even if a sad and evil picture suddenly appears behind the door The ghost face will not have the slightest impact on the scare value. He has always only considered the threat to the survival value, and ignored the existence of the scare value. Therefore, as long as the diamond bell does not ring, he has no scruples. But seeing him walking quickly On the other hand, when he came to the door, he wanted to open it as soon as he stretched out his hand. Unexpectedly, he heard the system prompt: [This door has been sealed by a special force, and only those with six-color keys can open it.] "Oh... so the system was turned off. "Feng Bujue heaved a sigh of relief, and he immediately understood the meaning of the prompt. The door was closed to prevent players from going back underground when only one or two keys were found, thereby disrupting the progress of the game. "Hmm... While the death warning state is still going on, let's go out first to find out the truth. "Feng Bujue thought of this, turned around to get the kerosene lamp, and put the iron bar on the ground. He quickly walked towards the other door of this room. Pushing the door and going out, there was a dark corridor outside, and the light of the kerosene lamp was only It can spread to a limited distance. By the way, the note of this kerosene lamp reads: [Don't question how long it can be on, it will go out when it's time to go out] Unlike the two underground floors, the ground floor is basically made of bricks. It is made of wood, with many rooms; the corridor has corners; there are furniture in the house; it looks like a private house. "Did the mad scientist build a dungeon setting under his house..." Feng Bujue thought: "Maybe only the underground The six rooms on the second floor are used to confine people, and the basement floor is some kind of laboratory? Holding a kerosene lamp, he walked forward sideways. In order to make good use of the state of death warning, he did not explore in detail for the time being, but quickly passed through the corridor, opened the door of each room, leaned in and took two steps, and then exited Come, go to the next room... During this process, what impressed Feng Bujue the most was the smell of this floor. For some reason, the air here seems to be worse than those in the underground cells, giving people the feeling of... The house was built right between the slaughterhouse and the chemical plant, and the windows were open all year round. In this way, it took more than three minutes. Feng Bujue tried this in all the rooms on the first floor, but the vajra bell didn't ring. Although this does not mean absolute security, it at least shows that before a new FLAG is triggered. There is no danger in just walking around the mansion. After investigating all of this floor, there are two places where Feng Bujue failed to pass. The first is the stairs to the second floor. It was blocked by a lump of meat. Yes, a lump of meat. It looked like a large meatball made of the flesh and blood of many dead bodies. I don't know what force made these things stick together, forming a wall of flesh and sealing the stairs. Since the vajra bell didn't ring, Feng Bujue approached the lump of meat unscrupulously and poked it a few times with his finger. At that time, the system voice prompted: [The barrier controlled by the spell looks like it is made of piled up corpses] and the second place that cannot be passed is the door that leaves this room. Go straight along the corridor and you will arrive in no time. That door also looks like an ordinary wooden door. When Feng Bujue touches the doorknob, he will get a system prompt like this: [Can't open] These three words may be used in all horror puzzle games. Even Feng Bujue is not interested in making complaints about the most common reminder when facing the door. "Ah... It's been an hour and a half since I entered the script." After the time for the death warning ran out, Feng Bujue returned to the storage room connected to the underground, "It feels like the game hasn't passed halfway yet." . . . " he said, beginning his search. It took him five minutes to search the storage room, but found nothing useful. There were only dust and cobwebs in every corner of the room. The sacks were filled with sand, and the rows of wine barrels against the wall were all empty. According to preliminary observations, there is no key in this storage room. Even if there is, it is hidden in a place that cannot be found under normal conditions, and it needs some kind of clue to guide it. So, Feng Bujue returned to the corridor on the first floor with the kerosene lamp in hand, and walked towards the next room. Next door was a study with a carpeted floor. That is not an ordinary carpet, to put it more figuratively... I guess even the loom that made it would curse that it is not its own product. When Feng Bujue stepped on it, he felt that it had turned into a vegetable. In this foul-smelling, dark air, it has degenerated into lush and moist lichen, and it is also like moss spreading all over the ground... There are two niches on the wall on the left after entering the door, and the decorations placed inside are gone. If the flowers and plants were once placed inside, then they died in this filthy air; if the holy images were once placed inside, then the saints may have been dragged away by demons, big and small, in the darkness. It came out and was dragged into an evil abyss below the house... Feng Bujue walked to the window and opened the curtain. Through the glass, he could only see the thick darkness, even if he held the kerosene lamp to the window, it was useless. Attempts to open the window were obviously useless, and the pipe wrench was used to smash the glass, and in the end it was only numb to the hand. He put his face close to the window and sniffed it with his nose. Unfortunately, the air outside the window did not leak in at all. What he smelled was only a damp smell, which belonged to this big house, a smell similar to oilcloth mixed with rotten wood. Mildew. "It seems impossible to escape from the house." Feng Bujue muttered. Came to the desk in the middle of the room. The table was messy, with a pile of debris lying around. Feng Bujue picked up those objects one by one and looked at their attributes, but they were all rubbish. Only one of the desk drawers was left open, and the other drawers had been pulled out of the desk and fell to the ground. The papers in the drawers were scattered in the corners and under the desk. An ink bottle that fell from nowhere also fell to the ground. The ink in the bottle had already dried up, and some nearby paper was stained with ink. The carpet was splashed with a puddle of exploding ink. After Feng Bujue opened the only openable drawer, he found a magnifying glass inside. He laughed at that time: "Oh... It would be cool if there was a pipe or something. "Most people of the same age as him, when they see someone posing in this way, will think that this person is old-fashioned or a second grader. Only Feng Bujue. He firmly thinks that he is handsome with a pipe in his mouth and a magnifying glass in his hand. It must be his romance. Feng Bujue got more excited after he got the magnifying glass. He held the kerosene lamp in one hand and the magnifying glass in the other. He turned and walked to the side of the study. On the wall of the study, there is A bookcase filled with books from top to bottom. This kind of prop is self-evident to the temptation of Feng Bujue. There is no time limit for this script. If no one stops, Feng Bujue will stay in this room and read the books one by one. It is also possible for Ben to take it out and read it. The only thing that can stop him is the connection time limit of the game cabin. When the neural connection time in reality exceeds the maximum time limit of the day, Feng Bujue in the script will be forced to go offline .Fortunately, the system has done a terrible thing in setting. On this bookshelf, 99% of the books are not translated. Not only are there no translations, but even the words are not clearly visible to the players. Inside each book Including the title on the cover and side, it is all blurry. This makes Feng Bujue very upset, because he is also very interested in "deciphering". Since he read "Dancing" in "Sherlock Holmes" when he was in elementary school After the "person" case, he has been obsessed with deciphering games related to letters for at least half a year. Right now, the script in this script happens to be 70% similar to English. The rules have been deciphered, and now I have to give up. Of course, there are still 1% of the books that have been translated by the system, which is a reminder for him to read... ""Advanced Alchemy"..." Feng Bujue looked at the book The book with a dark blue cover reads the title: "Well... why did you let me read this... Obviously, it was the same book as "Advanced Alchemy" that Feng Bujue had just found. "Arthur, would you like to come and play for a while?" the mother said, turning her head to the boy sitting under the tree. Feng Bujue didn't hear the answer from the child under the tree, because the video stopped here. He resumed the state of the game, and was once again in the study. "Hmm... Could it be..." Feng Bujue's first reaction after watching the CG was to reach out and grab his own hair. RT
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