Extra missions breathe life into dull exploration.
Although exploring the overworld is exciting enough, when the scale is measured in time, it is too lengthy for the audience.
Not many viewers can insist on watching the live broadcast twelve hours a day for several consecutive days. For most players, they occasionally watch the tournament for a while and then go about their own business until new situations arise and then come back.
For example, at this time, the number of official live broadcasts and player live broadcasts is gradually recovering.
It's a pity that the mission is still in the streamlined style after a deep sleep: it does not explain what type of mission it is, whether it is a main mission, a side mission, a legendary mission or a chain mission.
Putting aside the ruined town where there should be no clues for the time being, the players entered the refuge cave and looked for any numbers or traces in the passages and rooms.
It took longer than the search in the ruins, and even the air became turbid. They did not find any characters on the walls, nor did they find any secret doors from the rock walls between the rooms, as if Secret Room 23.5 did not exist.
"Could it be on the broken mountain on the first island..." Wangwenwennqian thought.
Because they were still young and worried about survival at that time, they tended to overlook many details.
However, Qianye didn't plan to wait for the mobile island to come back and take them back. It would be a waste of time. She contacted her companions on Thanksgiving Island and asked them to send a team of three or four people to search the first island at noon, while they continued to search on the first island.
Find refuge in a cave.
Until they once again approached the fracture filled with tearing power, no trace of the secret room emerged.
There are still dozens of meters ahead, and the room extends in. Secret room 23.5 may be there, but it may not be there.
"Is it possible that the nightmare stone is the key to unlocking the power of tearing? We feed it and take it to resolve the power of tearing before we can successfully enter the secret room?" Liang Ye Tangram uses the logic analysis of the decryption game.
"It's possible...don't forget that the Nightmare Stone is on the cliff of the cave. This may be a hint." Wangwen Wenqie analyzed.
"The good news is that what you said makes sense, the bad news is that the stone is on the first island." The great hero poured cold water on it.
The mobile island will not return until tomorrow, at least three days after the companions on Thanksgiving Island bring back the Nightmare Stones - and players who stay on Thanksgiving Island may not be satisfied with the Nightmare Stones.
"Maybe the key lies in the key." Qianye guessed, "What do you think the key might be?"
"Key." Mu Su replied immediately.
"Password." Liangye Tangram Guess
"Password." The guess became more and more outrageous.
Yinghua Hero added: "A nuclear-powered password lock that supports password recognition, face recognition, iris recognition, and DNA recognition that can maintain operation for thousands of years."
"The good news can be ruled out. The bad news is that I think you are mocking me." The hero felt very awkward.
They all make up the quantity, and the real analysis still has to be left to Wang Wenqie: "Could it be a stone slab? After all, this is the only prop we have as players."
From the plot point of view, it seems to be confusing, but if you look beyond the plot and look at it from a game perspective, it makes sense.
"The possibility is very high... Let's search around again, paying attention to the numbers and strange holes." Qianye said: "If the stone slab is a key, there must be a corresponding keyhole."
They were looking in the right direction, or in other words, they were fooled. Soon after, the elasticity of Phlegm and Tendons found a suspicious depression in the smoothed rock wall interrupted by the refuge cave, with a rough primitive room on the left and right.
Players gathered here, and the depression was close to the merging of two palms. It was less than two centimeters thick and suddenly appeared on the wall. Qianye guessed that there should be a painting or some kind of cover hanging here before.
"This size... try putting a stone slab on it?" Mao Jiu asked tentatively.
Wangwenwenqie, who was carrying the slate, lifted it and put it into the depression. The edges fit perfectly, but nothing happened.
"The slate is missing a corner..." Qianye confirmed that they were very close to the truth: "Where is the other slate?"
"It seems to be at Mu Su's place." Liang Ye Tangram hesitated.
"Where's Musu?"
They looked around and found that Mu Su had disappeared at some point...
…
At the edge of the ruins, people searching anxiously found Mu Su on the beach.
Dry firewood was burning at the hollowed out bottom, and the stone slab they were thinking about was placed on top. The grilled fish was sizzling with the aroma of oily flowers?
"Slate grill, come and try it?" Mu Su said to everyone.
"Then I'm not welcome -"
Snapped!
The branch slapped the back of Yinghua's hand, and Musu said disgustedly: "I'm just being polite, like a relative who is reluctant to give red envelopes during the Spring Festival but still wants to say the last word."
"I..." Qianye interrupted their fight.
"Mine!" Mu Su interrupted Qianye's interruption and protected his grilled fish.
"...We just want the slate."
Musu skewered the grilled fish on twigs and hid in a corner.
"Please."
Wang Wenqie brought the seawater to extinguish the bonfire, soaked the stone slab for a while to cool it, and returned to the rock wall with the stone slab that gave off a suspicious burnt aroma. While everyone watched, he fit the stone slab tightly into the groove.
Click——
The shadow of the oil lamp appeared on the rock wall, and the outline of the sunken door appeared.
"I don't know who stipulated that all the institutions will remain intact for hundreds or thousands of years." Mu Su's embarrassing muttering sounded.
Yinghua also echoed: "What is the principle of opening the door?"
Qianye asked the great hero to inform the players who were going to the first island that they could withdraw. He held an oil lamp and walked into the secret room that had been dusty for thousands of years.
The disturbed dust was wandering around in the dim light, and there were far fewer of them than expected. There was a single bed in the corner of the secret room, with empty cans scattered around, and a skeleton wearing a worn skirt lay silently on the bed.
Wang Wenwen was shocked and excited at the same time. The fabric was still there, which meant that there were more things that could be preserved in the secret room than imagined.
Qianye ignored the skeleton, walked towards the desk, and opened the notes that were also covered with dust.
A line of ballad appeared on the yellowed paper.
[Close your eyes when you hear the song; when you see the shadow claw reaching for the light, step on it; there are three knocks on the door, saying to the being outside the door, please come in; when the stupid big meat ball approaches, ignore it; beautiful singing
Come, close your eyes and listen;]
The existence described in the song made her familiar, but Qianye's attention was attracted by another item and she had no time to think about it. She reached out and picked up a frosted coin with a special style next to it.
【Weird Currency】
【Consumption】
【rare】
[This currency circulating among weird people is more popular and more widespread than the shilling because it has value in itself]
*Put it to your ear in quiet time, and you seem to be able to hear the soul wailing in it.
Qianye was slightly startled, then picked up the shilling he was carrying and compared it.
[One shilling: 10 denomination]
【Consumption】
【Common】
[Currency circulating in human society]
*Hard-to-keep banknotes should be worth more than coins, but the value of banknotes does not change because they are hard-to-keep.
