Tang Zheng didn't just smear the paper randomly, but after careful observation, he saw signs of tearing at the adhesive joints of the diary.
"Ceiling?" Looking at the writing on the paper, the Japanese woman raised her head. The old-fashioned ceiling fan was spinning creakingly. Other than that, she couldn't see anything unusual on the ceiling.
"It can't be reached!" The Vietnamese man moved the table over and stepped on it. There was still more than one meter left. Even the tallest Tang Zheng was still a little short.
"Take a ladder?" The Indian man responded quickly, and his suggestion was immediately recognized.
"What are you still doing? Come here!" The red-haired man gave orders to the newcomers. This time, the conquerors were on the same page and were no longer hostile for the time being.
"Didn't you find the clue? Why are you looking through the diary?" The Japanese woman was puzzled.
"Just in case!" As a cautious man, Tang Zheng would not miss any detail. He had just turned the paper over from the front, and when he saw the tear marks, he smeared it without checking it later.
"You are too cautious, and sometimes you waste time." The Japanese woman wanted to give some advice, which could be regarded as a way to close the relationship.
Tang Zheng's performance has won her favor, and she wants to temporarily form a team with this man to resist other teams.
The Japanese woman was about to make a suggestion, but when she saw Tang Zheng flipping through it twice and finding a tear mark, she immediately shut up and gave a wry smile.
"The Trojan is so deceptive. It actually plays a psychological trap. After people find clues, they will definitely rush to check it out. After all, the twenty-hour penalty is like a guillotine hanging over the head, which makes people dare not waste time.
, there are definitely few people like you who continue to look through their diaries." The Japanese woman complimented Tang Zheng, but she actually admired him from the bottom of her heart.
"What did you write?" the Vietnamese man asked.
"We've run out of pencils!" Tang Zheng shook his bald pencil. Without a pencil sharpener, he couldn't sharpen the ink core.
"What should we do?" The Vietnamese man was dumbfounded. No matter how powerful the conqueror was, he could not sharpen a pencil with his bare hands.
Before Tang Zheng could answer, a burst of electricity suddenly came, making him feel numb all over.
Everyone in the secret room suffered. The newly built ladder collapsed, causing the newlyweds to scream.
"What are you doing?" the Vietnamese man cursed.
"Insufficient information!" The Indian man knocked on the ceiling to see if it was hollow, but he was shocked. Because he was the culprit, he was shocked the most severely. His hair stood on end.
"It should be on this piece of paper, but there's no pencil on it!" The Japanese woman looked around, "There's no way there's a pencil sharpener hidden here?"
"Why are you still dazed? Look for a pencil sharpener!" the Vietnamese man yelled.
The newlyweds quickly started moving, but after more than a minute, the Vietnamese man shouted to stop and drove them to the corner.
Not only destroying the room, but also searching for clues would occasionally trigger electric shock punishment. After being attacked several times, even the Indian man didn't want to move.
"You losers, stop and let him find you!" The Vietnamese man was frightened by the electricity and pointed at Tang Zheng.
Tang Zheng walked to the table and looked at it carefully. Then he pulled out the drawer and put his hand in. He felt inside.
"Will there be a mezzanine?" The Indian man pressed down the bottom of the drawer. It was very thin.
"You can try to break it." Tang Zheng squatted under the table, inspected it carefully, and gently tapped the table leg with the curled fingers of his right hand.
"Come on!" The Indian man picked a new guy and asked him to smash the drawers.
"Are you sure?" The Vietnamese man didn't want to be called, but he didn't want to miss the clue. He was almost torn to death.
"How will you know if you don't try?" The Indian man wanted to regain his face, "Come here quickly."
"You'd better stop and wait until you're sure there are no obvious clues before destroying it!"
As Tang Zheng spoke, he pulled the table with one hand and clicked. As it shifted, the electric flash spread and attacked everyone.
"Fu~ck!" the Vietnamese man swore, trying to get Tang Zheng to calm down, but he saw him knocking down the table. After observing for a moment, he suddenly waved his hand and broke one of the table legs.
The newcomers were startled and subconsciously shrank their necks, but the electric shock did not come.
"Awesome!" the Japanese woman saw Tang Zheng picking up a coin from the sawdust.
"One of the table legs is hollow, and it is indeed hiding something!" Tang Zheng held the coin between his fingers and placed it under the fluorescent lamp.
"It's awesome, a coin is of no use?" The Vietnamese man was quite happy at first, thinking he had made a new discovery, but who knew it was a coin, "Is this thing a key that can open the iron door?"
"Show me!"
The Indian man asked for it, and Tang Zheng shot the coin in with a flick of his thumb.
"Why is one side thinned?" The Japanese woman came over and noticed something strange, "Is it used as a pencil sharpener?"
"Impossible, you can't sharpen a pencil with this thickness." Even a Vietnamese man can see such simple common sense.
"Ignore the expert and ask, what are you guessing?" The red-haired man saw Tang Zheng walking past the sink and sitting on the double bed, "What clues does this coin have?"
Tang Zheng stretched his right hand under the quilt, put his fingertips against the steel frame, and slowly moved across it.
Everyone's eyes moved over, waiting for the answer.
"I know, screwdriver!" The Indian man's speech finally matched his elite style. "Take down the double bed and put it up, so you can reach the ceiling."
"The answer is correct, but unfortunately there is no bonus point." Tang Zheng knocked on the bed, "Since you guessed it, let's tighten the screws!"
Tang Zheng doesn't do this kind of hard work.
The Indian man did not refuse. His impression of Tang Zheng had changed drastically and he regarded him as a strong rival.
"It's useless to find the 'ladder'. We still need information, so we can't stab the ceiling randomly!" Vietnam spat, "I guess the answer lies above."
The next clues were all hidden quite deeply. For a full hour, Tang Zheng found nothing.
The atmosphere gradually became depressing, and the newcomers were trembling with fear. Some were in constant panic, while others began to think about how to increase their chances of survival.
"Ding dong, two hours have passed and now the referendum game begins."
The Trojan horse announcement suddenly sounded, startling everyone, but the conqueror frowned, as soon as Silver opened his mouth, something bad would happen.
"Please communicate, vote, and select three survivors within two minutes!"
"Why choose them?" The Japanese woman had a bad premonition.
"Of course, kill him!"
Silver Trojan's matter-of-fact attitude made the newcomers shudder. The two Filipinos were not stupid and stood up with guns, hostile to everyone.
The newcomers quickly confronted each other with guns, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"The countdown begins!"
"What if I can't choose?" the Japanese woman asked.
"Then two people will be randomly selected for obliteration punishment!" Silver Trojan broke out a message that shocked the conqueror, "Even if you are a third-level hero, you will be counted? Tsk tsk, if you die like this, it will be really bad.
What a shame!”
In the past two hours, the new people have formed a temporary team according to their nationality. In this case, the Filipino with the smallest number will naturally be selected.
"You are more likely to die than us!" the Filipino yelled angrily through gritted teeth.
"I haven't spoken about the rules yet, why are you so angry? Ahem, if two people die before the referendum, then the referendum will be cancelled."
As soon as Yin finished speaking, a Filipino was about to open fire, but was stopped by his companion.
"What's wrong?"
"If you shoot, you will definitely cause public outrage, and we will definitely be killed!"
There is actually a Filipino who is not stupid. He knows that he might be able to survive in this situation. The most anxious people now should be the conquerors. Their lives are much more valuable than the newcomers, so they will never let them.
The countdown ends, resulting in an immediate erasure situation.
"How about a referendum?" Tang Zheng asked.
“Just point your finger at the other person!”
"Whoever dares to accuse us, I will shoot and drag you to death together!" The Filipino held a gun in one hand and a grenade in the other, biting the safety ring.
"You are quite smart!" The Indian man glared at the Filipino fiercely, feeling a little headache. The other party has been on guard and it is difficult to deal with it, so he can only kill other newcomers. However, doing so will inevitably cause dissatisfaction and even fear from other parties.
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"The time is almost up!" the silver Trojan reminded, there were only thirty seconds left.
Everyone's forehead was sweaty. The time was too short, and some brains were short-circuited and couldn't think at all.
"Wait another twenty seconds. If no one takes action, I will kill someone!" Tang Zheng looked at the Vietnamese man. He felt that this guy was the most restless guy. As for random erasure, it must be avoided. The erasure rate is one in ten.
, he couldn't guarantee that he would escape.
No one spoke, and the silence in the secret room was terrifying. The newcomers were divided into temporary teams, and they were wary of each other.
Well, the Vietnamese man really took action. He had been staying with his compatriots, but now he suddenly took action and broke the head of a guy next to him. Then he raised his rifle and aimed at the Filipinos.
The Vietnamese man had a human shield, which could block the incoming bullets, but in the end he did not fire. There were too many compatriots standing in front of him, blocking his shooting range.
The Japanese woman seemed weak, but she showed no mercy when killing people, and she also picked her companions to kill. The Indian man also grabbed the head of his compatriot, but did not twist it off, because the death toll was enough.
"Eight, seven, the countdown has stopped. Congratulations to everyone for passing the referendum game. Please continue to conquer the secret room!"
The Trojan horse disappeared completely, but the room was as quiet as death. The two corpses stimulated everyone's attention.
Wow, the Vietnamese and Japanese reacted and took a step back. Only then did they realize that as the conquerors in the background, they would stab themselves without hesitation at critical moments.
"Please, please, let me go!" The guy held by the Indian man around his neck cried, his legs shook and he wet his pants.
"What a mistake!" The Indian man pushed him away, feeling quite regretful in his heart.
"A very undemocratic solution!" Tang Zheng said sarcastically and teased everyone.
The Chinese were stunned for a moment, and then they all gathered around. Tang Zheng sat on the bed and didn't move at all. His behavior proved that he was a good person.
"The Chinese have made money!" More than a dozen newcomers were extremely envious.