"Then..." Igor looked suspicious, "How did the devil from before..."
"The water content in an adult's body accounts for about 65% of the entire body weight..." Feng Bujue knew what the other party was going to ask, so he replied directly, "That guy just looked like a mummy.
The weight must be quite light, so it won't trigger the mechanism."
When Brother Jue said this, he had already put down the toolbox he was carrying and began to take things out of his pockets.
"Are you..." Igor looked at Brother Jue's actions and asked, "You want to lose weight and then go there?"
"Yes." Feng Bujue replied, "I am Asian, my frame is smaller than yours, and I am also thinner. After removing all the weight, I may be able to succeed."
"Slow... wait..." Igor was a little flustered, "Are you going to leave me alone?"
"Of course not." Feng Bujue replied, "According to my speculation... there should be a switch to turn off the pressure sensing device on the opposite side of the gate." He paused, "I'll go over now, find the switch and turn it off.
, and then this section can be passed at will.”
"Oh..." Igor nodded.
"Okay, it's almost done. I won't take off my clothes (because he can't take them off even if he wants to)." When Feng Bujue said this, he had already taken out all the things he could take, "If I fail,
, then it’s up to you to try.”
"Eh? If you fail, then I..." Igor was about to ask himself how to try, but as he spoke, the answer already appeared in his mind, "Uh... you want me to saw off part of it
body..."
Feng Bujue didn't answer, smiled at him, and then walked forward.
One step, two steps... He quickly walked into the pressure sensing area, and the result...
clang
"Sure enough, it's not that easy..." Brother Jue muttered and stepped back.
"Indeed... if I can pass without carrying any weight, then when the barefoot guy went to search the No. 1 laboratory, I can sneak out quietly from here. This is unreasonable.
." He thought as he stepped back. "But... this place must have a way for the player to pass alone; it is impossible for the system to set up a puzzle that requires Igor's help to pass.
Here, because 'Resurrection of Igor' is an event with variables, the outcome of this event forms an 'inevitable connection' with the advancement of the main line. It will lead to a certain probability of a hard checkpoint..."
He thought well. As mentioned above, "Resurrecting Igor" certainly cannot be regarded as one of the necessary tasks in the main plot. What if the player chooses to "end the pain of that head", or causes Igor to
Gore's distrust even triggered a fight... Then it would be impossible to use the power of this NPC to pass through the gate.
Of course, based on the current actual situation, Feng Bujue has reached the triggering condition of "asking Igor to help open the gate".
It's just that... everyone knows Brother Jue's temper. Even if it is "unnecessary", he must also solve the method of "passing the puzzle alone" to feel comfortable.
"Haha..." Hearing the clanging sound and looking at Brother Jue walking back, Igor couldn't help but laugh twice, "Looks like...I can get ready..." He turned his head and looked at his shoulder.
He said, "The saw blade arm is almost ready..."
"No, don't worry." Feng Bujue waved his hand and thought thoughtfully, "Let me think about it again..."
After hearing this, Igor didn't answer. He just waited silently for Brother Jue to make up his mind.
Although the contact time was not long, Igor developed a strong sense of trust in the crazy man in front of him... because this guy seemed to know everything, and he always looked like he was in trouble.
A calm state with an unchanging face.
"Oh... and this trick." Feng Bujue didn't think about it for too long before he came up with an idea.
He walked to the tool box, squatted down, and quickly took out a few empty blood bags and matching needles.
"What are you..." Igor looked at Brother Jue with questioning eyes.
"Since the specific gravity of the fluid in the body is high..." Feng Bujue said as he tied a rubber band on his arm, "Then I will drain about 2000 ml of blood and try again."
"Hey!" Igor was shocked when he heard this, "That will kill someone!"
"Well... that's right, two thousand is a little bit dangerous." When Brother Jue replied, he had already inserted the needle into his blood vessel as if nothing had happened and untied the rubber band on his biceps. Next
In a second, his blood slowly flowed along the catheter into the blood storage bag, "Let's get a thousand and a half first."
Igor was speechless: "Crazy brother...I accept your wishes, but I think...you should let me chop off my arm."
"It's not enough to cut off the arm." Feng Bujue did not stop drawing blood, but said calmly. "You are already much stronger than me, and the weight of one arm can only make you weigh the same as me."
He glanced up at the corridor, "To get through there, you have to at least chop off an arm... and then chop off a leg."
Hearing this, Igor instinctively looked down at his two legs, as if he was wondering which one to cut off would be less painful.
"In addition, when you jump across the corridor with one foot, I have to find something to cover your severed hands and feet to prevent your severed limbs from moving under the influence of light." Feng Bujue's narration continued.
, "Compared with it, it is more convenient to draw my blood... Anyway, I can transfuse the blood back immediately, so it is not a big problem."
While the two were talking, Feng Bujue did not stop drawing blood. Within a few minutes, he had drawn more than 1,500 ml of blood and filled nearly four blood collection bags. Only then did he pull out the needle and stop.
, put a tourniquet against the wound.
"Huh..." After finishing smoking, Brother Jue had obviously felt dizzy and blurred his vision, so he took a few deep breaths on the spot.
"Crazy brother...are you okay?" Igor asked with worry on his face.
"It doesn't matter." After Feng Bujue said this, he lay down on the ground.
"Hey! You're lying down and you still say it's okay!" Igor was shocked again.
"No, I just think that increasing the contact area with the ground can reduce the pressure." Feng Bujue said, already starting to crawl forward, "Although I don't know if it will be useful, let's give it a try..."
A few seconds later, Brother Jue climbed into the sensing area. As a result... the sound of the gate closing did not sound.
"Very good." Feng Bujue muttered, "As long as you can pass..." His face was very pale and his words seemed weak. "I'll go over first..." He also looked very difficult to crawl, "
The worst-case scenario is that I reach the other side of the gate, but I faint before I can press the switch..." However, he could still laugh, "Ha... if that happens, you can do it yourself
Just saw off the body, come over and close the gate, and give me a blood transfusion."
Here, Feng Bujue actually made a mistake. In fact, crawling forward is of no use, because the thing in front of him... is a gravity sensor with a large range, and reducing local pressure is of little significance. Instead of crawling forward
, it is better to "walk against the wall"; you can know by doing an experiment with an electronic scale... While staying still, leaning against the wall or applying downward force on the wall with both hands can reduce the number on the scale.
Small.
But no matter what, Feng Bujue still managed to avoid the trigger line of this pressure device... because the amount of blood he drew has greatly exceeded the system's estimated value.
The density of blood is only slightly higher than that of water, and the two are almost the same.
More than 1,500 ml of blood was taken away, causing Feng Bujue to lose about three or four kilograms of weight.
And these three or four kilograms...are exactly the limits set by the system.
There is no doubt that the "weight requirement" to pass here is arranged by the system based on the player's weight. Taking into account the premise that the player "cannot take off clothes" and "excluding all other weights", the theoretically most extreme method of passing is
I drew 500 ml of blood (an amount that would not cause obvious discomfort to normal adults), wrapped some tape on my hands, then used my hands to hold the wall to reduce the weight, and then walked sideways like this all the way.
Although Feng Bujue did not use the friction with the wall to lose weight, he completely ignored his own safety in drawing blood, allowing him to pass through the corridor smoothly.
"Huh..." Feng Bujue took a deep breath while using his perverted willpower to support his consciousness and body... and crawled forward with all his strength.
He climbed a distance of more than 20 meters for three minutes.
This time is not short, but considering that he has just drained nearly one-third of the blood in his body, it is not easy.
"Is that that..." After passing the gate, Feng Bujue found a handbrake-style switch on the nearby wall.
He stood up with support, pulled the switch, and then raised his voice. He shouted to Igor at the other end of the corner: "Igor, step into the sensing area and try."
"Okay!" Igor responded and obeyed.
This time...the gate was not closed due to Igor's weight, which meant that Juegola's switch was correct.
So, Igor quickly packed up all the things on the floor, passed through that corridor, and ran to Brother Jue.
"Crazy brother. Don't panic, I'll give you a blood transfusion right now." Igor quickly took out the bags of blood that Brother Jue had drawn out and prepared to give him a transfusion. "Uh..." But when he was about to operate, he realized that
I don't know how.
"Haha... I'll do it." Brother Jue laughed, "Please help me sit by the wall."
…………
Ten minutes later, Feng Bujue had connected the drainage tube and blood bag, and fixed the needle in his vein. About half of the first pack of blood he had withdrawn had already been transfused back.
"Crazy brother, are you feeling better?" Igor was standing against the wall at this time, holding the blood bag above Brother Jue's head.
"No." Feng Bujue's answer was straightforward, "Even if all these are lost, the physical discomfort will not disappear immediately."
"Oh..." The corner of Igor's mouth twitched twice, "By the way, if you input and output like this, will it do any harm to the body?"
"It's okay." Feng Bujue replied, "This is a simple non-washed autologous transfusion. As long as the blood drawn within six hours has not been contaminated, there will be almost no side effects if it is directly transfused back." He said,
He raised his head and glanced at the blood bag, "Besides, I use special blood collection bags, which also come with anticoagulants; if there are any side effects... at most they will cause mild blood clots or hemolysis."
Igor didn't understand most of this passage. He just looked at Brother Jue with admiration and said, "Crazy brother, you novelists know so much, it's amazing."
"Haha... You have misunderstood this." Feng Bujue said with a smile, "Among those of us who hold pens... there are liars who are unlearned and unskilled, there are actors who are for entertainment, there are idiots who are self-admiring, and there are
There are thick and sinister traitors...but there are not many real intellectuals." He continued in a self-deprecating tone, "Those who are really knowledgeable study more substantive things...their research results will be
Promote the advancement of science and technology and bring tangible benefits to mankind." He tilted his head, "As for people like us...except for a very small number of sages and pillars in the past thousands of years, most other people should not do this.
It would be nice to cause chaos in the world, but worshiping us... might as well worship religious leaders."
Speaking of this, Brother Jue paused for a few seconds and then added: "By the way, I know about blood transfusions because I have a friend who is a doctor, and I once specifically asked him for advice on this matter."
"Okay... okay..." Igor was stunned by Feng Bujue's words. He didn't know that Brother Jue was in a bad mood recently and liked to argue, so he couldn't pick up the fight.
The two chatted like this for more than 20 minutes, and Feng Bujue quickly transfused two packs of blood.
After putting on the third pack, Brother Jue stood up: "Okay... I feel much better. Let's lose the remaining two packs as we go."
His complexion has indeed improved a lot. Compared with the moment when the blood was just drawn, it is at least a little brighter.
"Ah...then I..." Igor continued, "continue to lead the way?"
"Well, I'm sorry to bother you." Feng Bujue said, taking the blood bag from the other party's hand, "I'll take this myself, and I'll bother you to carry the tool box."
"Okay, it's okay." Igor said, "I feel like I have endless energy all over my body now. It's very easy to carry a toolbox."
"That's good." Feng Bujue nodded and said nothing more.
In fact, Brother Jue has already seen that... this vno-9 experimental subject is extremely strong. Take what happened just now, maybe even Igor himself didn't notice it. When he helped Brother Jue hold the blood collection bag,
, never changed his hand... His arm was held there steadily, like a support, without shaking for dozens of minutes. If it were an ordinary person, his arm would have been sore, and he would have to change his position if he didn't change his arm.
, but Igor didn’t even feel anything... (To be continued.)
