Feng Bujue quickly returned to Cell Zero, walked straight to the plastic bucket in the corner, and then stretched out the magnet tied to one end of the cloth rope, trying to "fish" for the key or other clues.
But surprisingly, I didn’t catch anything...
"What are you doing? You're not close enough?" Feng Bujue thought to himself, because he didn't let the cloth rope or magnet directly touch the things in the bucket, he just hung it in mid-air to fish.
"Wait...no...the thing is not here." He suddenly thought of something, quickly lifted the cloth rope up, and took the piece of magnet in his hand, "If the system sets the clues I need for this step at zero,
In cell No. 1, what if I find it before escaping from the room... Then during the game, the dentures and magnets will become clues that can be skipped."
He read the description of the magnet again:
[Name: Cut off Iron Fence]
[Type: plot related]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Function: Generate magnetic field]
[Can the script be brought out: No]
[Note: This section of iron fence is made of natural magnet.]
"The dentures can be used to bring out the script and turn them into puzzle cards. In theory, they may be useless, but this magnet is a plot item that cannot be used to bring out the script. It will definitely be useful somewhere." Feng Bujue said: "
Hmm... Since magnets are necessary, the clues needed for the next step cannot be hidden here. Because without magnets, I can still find things hidden in the excrement bucket, but it will be a little more disgusting...
"
He held the magnet and began to reconsider: "What on earth...must..."
"Could it be..." Feng Bujue quickly came up with a new speculation. He trotted back to the door of Cell No. 4 and looked at the iron door. "Is this actually the case..." He laughed dryly and stood on tiptoe.
With his toes, he put his hand through the gap in the small iron window above.
The width of this small window is limited when all five iron bars are present. At most, the forearm of the hand can pass through, but after removing one of the iron bars, the entire arm can pass through.
Feng Bujue leaned his body against the door, stretched his arm into the window, and groped upwards. After a while, he found a key directly above the iron door.
[Name: Key to Cell No. 1]
[Type: plot related]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Function: It disappears immediately after use, and then the door of Cell No. 1 can be opened or closed freely. 】
[Can the script be brought out: No]
[Note: Hanged by a thin wire behind the door of Cell No. 4]
"Isn't this remark nonsense? I already have everything in my hand. Do you still want to tell me?" Feng Bujue read unhappily.
The place where the key is hidden is really insidious. Its location is slightly higher than the height of the door frame, almost against the wall. Viewed from outside the door, it cannot be seen from any angle. Even if the player can see through the location of the key, it will not be visible until the iron fence is removed.
A moment ago, my hand just couldn't reach it.
The only way is to remove the iron fence and reach inside. Only by letting your elbow pass through can you get the key.
"Niang Xipi..." Feng Bujue cursed as he walked towards Cell No. 1: "Do you want every step to be like this? It would be great to just hide in shit! Simple and clear!"
With a click, the door of Cell No. 1 was opened.
Feng Bujue pushed the door open and walked in. He stood at the door and observed for a minute. After he was sure that the action of opening the door did not trigger anything strange, he continued to act with confidence.
There is also a small wooden cabinet in this cell. So, there is no need to say anything. Open the drawer...
In the top drawer, there is a newspaper clipping, only the size of a palm. The text on it is close to English, but it is not, and Feng Bujue cannot recognize which language it is. Of course, the system of Thriller Paradise has a built-in translation function.
, does not affect reading.
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 look at it before talking.
The title of this article is "The Devil is Still Active" and the article states: "Since the Moon of the Tarantula, the number of missing people in this town has exceeded 40. The National Wizards Association and the Church have declared that they are helpless. The official spokesperson said that all the people in this town have disappeared.
The seals are intact, and there is no obvious evidence of demonic presence. The victims' families and local nobles have issued a high reward. Anyone who solves the incident or provides help can receive a reward of up to 20,000 satis.
A few days ago, this newspaper obtained reliable information from a certain bounty hunter. The initiator of the disappearance was a descendant of the ‘Xing Clan’, and the perpetrator…”
The text ends abruptly here, and the next content is lost.
"What's going on...is this news or a novel?" Feng Bujue turned over the newspaper clipping in his hand, trying to prove it with the information on the other side. Unfortunately, the writing on the other side was blurry and unreadable. But judging from the material of the paper,
, this should be correct for the newspaper.
"Hmm... I've been working on this script for a long time, but it's still an empty 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 date calculation method is also
It's unclear. Although they have the concept of a month, they can't determine how many days they have in a month, how many hours they have in a day, let alone how many meals they eat in a day... How long do the scratches on the wall of Cell Zero represent?
It's hard to say..." Feng Bujue has already started a series of deductions in his mind: "This piece of paper is undoubtedly explaining the plot. If nothing else, the place I am at right now is where the missing people are imprisoned.
And the little man in the CG of the title is the culprit of the disappearance, the last descendant of the ‘Xing Clan’ as mentioned in the newspaper.”
Feng Bujue unknowingly sat on the ground and thought with great interest: "Since it is this setting, it is not surprising that he can drag me with one hand. Maybe it is because of the innate strength of the Xing clan members.
Bigger than ordinary people, or maybe 'ordinary people' in this world also have this kind of power." He touched his chin: "Hmm... Speaking of which, it's hard to say what the so-called 'people' in this world are like.
, maybe they all have three eyes, both men and women have beards, and maybe their faces are covered with hair..."
A normal person's thinking, at this moment, should be thinking: This should be a script based on the technological level of Western magic civilization and the industrial revolution, right?
But what Feng Bujue's mind is trying to figure out is something else... He has only seen one person in the opening CG so far, and he didn't see his face. From a scientific point of view, it is obvious that the only individual cannot be a person.
To confirm the basis of the theory, he has to meet at least a hundred residents of this world before he can draw a preliminary conclusion about which people are "ordinary people". Before that, Feng Bujue can be familiar with any "unseen" things.
propose a hypothesis.
He has not seen anyone's face in this script world, so he can assume that these people have any appearance; he has never seen people in this world do addition and subtraction, so he can also assume that these people use hexadecimal system
; He has never seen a currency like sati, so maybe this thing is made of animal tongues...
In short, the world is limited, imagination is unlimited, and what imprisons people's thoughts is only the thought itself. In Feng Bujue's view, any "world view" can be anything. Countless time-travel novels all depict the time-travelers going to another place where humans
As the main body, it is just a world with different civilization or history. But in the eyes of people like Feng Bujue, if people can travel in parallel universes, then it is normal to travel to a place ruled by a group of orangutans or rhino people.
He sat on the ground for a long time, reorganizing 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... I still have no clue." After more than ten minutes, Feng Bujue shrugged with a smile on his face: "Interesting."
He put away the small piece of newspaper. He pulled out the first drawer from the small wooden cabinet and checked it 360 degrees. After confirming that there was no writing or engraving anywhere on the drawer, he opened the second drawer.
drawer.
What's inside can make you cry with joy.
[Name: Key to Cell No. 2]
[Type: plot related]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Function: Disappears immediately after use. After that, the door of Cell No. 2 can be opened or closed freely. 】
[Can the script be brought out: No]
[Note: It is a very easy key to get.]
"I always feel that this note has no guiding significance. It is just mocking the players..." Feng Bujue muttered, then put the key away. He looked through the second drawer carefully, and then opened the bottom one.
drawer.
The drawer is empty, but two Arabic numerals are written in blood inside: 38.
"According to the general puzzle-solving routine... this should be a section of a certain password." Feng Bujue said, taking out the drawer and checking it. After confirming that there was only this prompt, he stood up and put the entire
The room was searched.
Before leaving the room, he made a new discovery, that is, there was an arrow painted on the inside of the iron door, the side facing the room. The arrow, like the numbers outside the door, was painted 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 it." Feng Bujue looked at the prompt and smiled.
After that, he entered Cell No. 2, which had the same small wooden cabinet. There was another newspaper clipping in the top drawer, but its content was not consistent with the one in Cell No. 1.
"As Sheriff Mr. Carl was killed in the pursuit, the rumors about the 'Penal Clan' were further confirmed. The Royal Sorcerer Force finally took action and has now dispatched three armed alchemists and five Lieutenants of the Mechanical Corps to this town.
The amount of the private bounty has reached an unprecedented one hundred thousand sati, and according to sources, the mysterious bounty hunter Scary Magpie, who uses black magic, has also appeared in the town."
"Ha...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. The bottom drawer also has Arabic numerals written on it, this time it is 69. The inside of the iron door of this cell is also painted
The arrow is pointing to the left, and the line segment is also raised upward in a semi-circular arc.
The subsequent cells 3, 4, and 5 have similar designs.
Three newspaper clippings are as follows...
"The bodies of the fear magpie and three armed alchemists were found on the outskirts of the town. Officials refused to comment on the matter, and panic is spreading in the town. This morning, the new sheriff announced that the troops from the town and the Knights of the Iron Blade would be urgently mobilized.
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 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 people has remained at 67, with no further increase. However, there is still no possibility of the curfew being lifted at least before the Badger Month.
"
The third paragraph of the newspaper clipping also has a title. The title is: "The person arrested by the Xing clan is dead?"
"Yesterday, the long curfew was finally lifted. The Knights of the Iron Blade have withdrawn from the town. The troops in the nearby town are also withdrawing in batches. The investigation team of the Royal Sorcerer Force has rushed here. Various signs indicate that the case has been solved, but
The official remains silent. The terrifying shadow that has plagued this town for nearly a month seems to have dissipated, but none of the missing people have returned. There is no report of finding a body. Has the culprit of the Xing clan been captured? Or is he temporarily dormant in the darkness?
"
Feng Bujue folded all the newspaper clippings he found in order and put them in his pocket. As for the numbers and arrows, he remembered 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, eighty scale...automatically destroys the code after unlocking. Leaves no trace, small size, fully mechanical structure, no need for power supply. It can be adapted to various harsh places...classics are classics." Feng Bujue squatted
In front of him, he muttered: "It's a pity that I know the password..."
"Then... first clockwise, 38, and then... counterclockwise..." He said and began to open the lock.
After seeing the prompt for Cell No. 1, he roughly guessed the nature of this set of puzzles. The curved arrows and numbers were the rotation direction and scale, and the room number represented the steps.
After a few fiddles, the lock of the safe was opened. Even a fool could guess that it must be the key to the cell door on the 1st floor underground.
But I didn't expect...
"What the fuck..." Feng Bujue looked at the thing in front of him and suddenly felt like he was being teased.
It turns out that inside the big safe, there is a small safe...
The volume of this small safe is only half of the large one outside. There is also a small glass bottle on the top of the box. Feng Bujue takes the glass bottle in his hand and reads the description of the item:
[Name: Perfume]
[Type: plot related]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Function: unknown]
[Can the script be brought out: Yes]
[Remarks: Fragrant and fragrant, the fragrance is long-lasting. 】
"What the hell... I still have a long-lasting fragrance, and a bottle will last forever." Feng Bujue said: "Hmm... But this is already the third item that can bring out the script, soap, dentures, perfume...
…What’s going on? Is it a toothbrush next time?”
It was not appropriate to put this item in his pocket, so he put it in his luggage. Now Brother Jue also has a luggage with fifteen compartments, which is indeed much more convenient than the days when he had a luggage with ten compartments.
"Okay, let's see how to open this small one..." Feng Bujue immediately tried the password of the big safe, but failed.
"Ha! As expected." He said, reset the lock, and tried it again with the same password, but still failed.
"Don't underestimate you..." He divided all the scales by two and tried again, a failure within a failure.
"Ah!!!" Feng Bujue now began to envy those pure martial arts players. He held his sandbag-sized fists and looked at the small safe: "Martial arts in the world...nothing is unbreakable..." Next
In seconds, he used his fighting expertise to activate his title ability [Looking at Moves].
After punching the small safe, a wave of air burst out and boomed with great power.
Three seconds later, the skill stopped and the object stagnated. The box was not damaged at all, but Feng Bujue's survival value dropped by 3%, and the surface of his fist was sore.
"Okay, I just want to say this line." Feng Bujue complained to himself.
After sighing, he continued to try to open the lock... But as he said, the design of this lock is very classic, with millions of possible combinations. Can this be tried? To say the least,
Even if this is just a six-digit combination lock, theoretically there are nearly one million combinations. With Feng Bujue's character, he would have to try at least half a million times...
"Ah..." Feng Bujue felt an unknown fire rising in his heart: "Is this kind of script... forcing people to commit suicide by beating their eggs?"
He simply stopped trying, stood up, and entered the reasoning time again, "Is there any other information that I ignored? Reversing the 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. During these thirty minutes, he tried almost all possible combinations, and thus determined one thing...the password of this small box
It has nothing to do with the big box.
"Damn it!" Feng Bujue dragged the small safe out of the large one in anger, "If I hadn't been able to use grenades..." Before he could finish his words, the box was moving towards him due to the inertia of his movement.
The feet are pressed down.
Feng Bujue didn't expect that the weight of the box was much heavier than it looked. With his current strength in the game, it would be no problem for him to snatch a 100 kilogram barbell, so when he took the box outside, he didn't expect it.
Without thinking much, the result was that he hit himself in the foot with a piece of iron.
With this hit, he lost another 3% of his health. Don't underestimate this survival value. Feng Bujue is at least level twenty-seven now. He is not at a level where he will lose health even if he breaks a rotten wall with his elbow.
.
"I'll go...it's so heavy..." Feng Bujue said, "lead-antimony alloy?" As soon as he said this, an idea flashed in his mind, "Wait...could it be..."
He sat down, pushed the box over and inspected it. Sure enough, he saw a small round hole at the bottom... (To be continued. Mobile phone users please go and read.)
