The surrounding monster army is so dark that although you can see to the edge, countermeasures such as breaking out are obviously impractical. Five level 30 players may still consider rushing out from the encirclement of hundreds of monsters.
With a team with an average level of 6.6, they don't even have to think about this idea.
"Crazy brother... they are still approaching..." Long Aomin reminded the thoughtful Feng Bujue.
"It's okay, let me think about it again." Feng Bujue said: "Looking at this situation, retreating into the door is the last choice provided to us by the game. There must be a very difficult BOSS inside. After defeating it, we can pass the level with the normal ending.
, such as 'Although the players successfully escaped from this space, Samodil will always be entrenched there' and so on."
"Okay, but I don't want to die at the end. If they really pounce, we should retreat through the door." Long Aomin said.
Feng Bujue nodded. He simply sat down cross-legged and looked at the two keys in his hands. The demon army that was gradually gathering around him didn't seem to put much pressure on him. He put his elbows on his legs and lowered his head.
He raised his head and tapped his forehead lightly with two fingers. After a few seconds, he slowly raised his head and slid his fingertips down the bridge of his nose. In the process, his eyes moved upward until they touched the hazy moon in the sky. He
His eyes suddenly lit up, and something flashed in his mind.
"Do you remember what the plot description said when we first entered the script?" Feng Bujue asked.
Wang Tanzhi looked at the group of monsters that were approaching less than a hundred meters away, and his breathing became more and more erratic: "Didn't you just explain that the place is a city, the time is night, and the characters are us survivors?"
Feng Bujue recited while recalling: "The second paragraph...until one night, the sun sank but never rose again. The hazy moonlight that appeared and disappeared behind the drifting dark clouds reflected this dead city.
Lonely city." He said it exactly.
"So?" Long Aomin asked.
"This sentence is not to tell us that the incident happened at night." Feng Bujue said: "It is to point out the phenomenon of 'circulation'." He suddenly asked: "So far, have you seen it?
Have you ever seen any clocks or mechanical devices that can tell time?”
The minds of the other four people were in chaos at this time. The fear visible to the naked eye was approaching. The closer the monsters came, the more vivid and terrifying the images became. How could they calm down and recall such trivial things? There was almost no loneliness.
No matter what he thought, he replied: "Who still remembers? What does this have to do with the current situation?"
Feng Bujue said: "The rules behind this script...the so-called cycle, and the darkness...I already understand." He said: "If we regard the time of this virtual world as a straight line, the two ends of the line
Extending indefinitely, this line cannot be traced back to its origin, nor can it see its end.
Then the time of the city that Samodil left is like a line segment, with a beginning and an end, about thirty minutes long." He stood up and made a gesture: "He bent the line segment and connected the beginning and the end.
Become a circle. This city will always run on this circle..." He pointed at the demons: "Neither these guys, nor us, belong to this city. We are all inside the circle, not on that line segment, so
Samodil's power cannot swallow us up. He can only attack directly on the things running on the line segment."
At this time, Lonely stared at Feng Bujue with a frightened expression: "Brother! My brother! I really am not a science major! In mathematics, 30% of it is talent, 70% of hard work, and the remaining 90% is destiny.
ah!"
"I'm not talking about geometry, I'm just using graphics to describe this concept." Feng Bujue was still explaining unhurriedly.
"Crazy brother... No, Jue brother! You don't have to tell us. Really, you just need to understand these things by yourself. Tell me what else you can do besides retreating through the door!" Long Aomin just became another person.
A person who calls Feng Bujue brother...and he is four years older than Feng Bujue.
"Actually, you don't need to do any special actions to restore the seal." Feng Bujue said this, picked up the two keys, and still held them in his hands, no change at all from his previous actions.
"Hey! Isn't this just waiting!" Wang Tanzhi shouted, the monsters were getting closer and closer, only a few dozen meters away.
"This is a challenge to our courage, to see if we dare to stand until the last second." Feng Bujue could still laugh: "Haha... this system is really focused on creating this kind of last-minute escape.
bridge section."
"Where is the escape! You are just holding the key!" The lonely guy also shouted.
"When we were at the police station, I said that the puzzle of the Key of Fire was too simple. I take it back." Feng Bujue's train of thought jumped there again: "69185 is also another reminder, which is related to the word 'time'.
When one factor is combined, we will know the answer.”
"I said Brother Jue...right now..." Long Aomin hasn't finished speaking yet.
Feng Bujue interrupted: "The minute hand on the clock starts to rotate clockwise from 6, first reaching 9, which is fifteen minutes; then from 9 to 1, which is twenty minutes; and then from 1 to 8, which is thirty-five minutes.
"Finally from 8 to 5, forty-five minutes." He still held the key: "Under the premise that the minute hand does not turn back, that is, the time does not go backwards, 69185, a total of one hundred and fifteen minutes, and after we enter the script, until
The current game time is..." He watched the monsters with claws showing or opening their mouths coming towards him, but he still said calmly: "If my estimate is correct, at this moment, it is...
…”
The flash of the key interrupted his words, and the bright light shot straight into the sky, making even the dull air in the night seem a little clearer. The two keys flew up and were embedded in the missing pattern above the door, the divine pattern light array
It lit up, and the magic circle of fire and wood was restored. The five-pointed star appeared again, and the door began to slowly close.
The monsters were so frightened that they let out heart-rending roars and dispersed in a rush. They were much faster than when they came, and they fled in all directions, almost like a charge, away from the square...
"Fa...what happened?" Long Aomin had already raised his shield and was preparing to receive the attack. He did not expect that the situation would reverse in such a short period of time.
Xiao Tan, loneliness and loneliness have completely fallen into a state of short-circuit in the brain. They were a little annoyed by the pressure around them and Feng Bujue's calmness in despair, but at this moment, they don't know what to say. It's no wonder that they came back to life.
Such joy often takes a long time to burst out.
"At the 115th minute, bring the key to the door and the seal will be restored, that's all." Feng Bujue said: "As for the monsters, it's very simple. The system will arrange for the encirclement to approach the door at the last moment.
, it just depends on whether we will be forced into the door. Those monsters surround us so slowly, just to create the dramatic effect of being saved from a desperate situation when the seal is activated."
"If you collect the two keys and go to the Devil's Gate, it will trigger the FLAG to be surrounded by monsters." Wang Tanzhi asked. "Then what if we come early or late?"
"I'm afraid it will be difficult to collect two keys and return here at an earlier time. The script is arranged according to the difficulty of the team's strength. We have completed it very well, and there are only a few minutes left before the time limit.
That's it. Don't forget that we went to the police station first and then found out who had a mission. It saved the time required for a round trip. It took a few more minutes to walk back and forth on that stretch. It was really delayed in the shopping mall later.
After a while, if I had found the flashlight and gone straight down without searching for equipment, I might have gained a few minutes. However, it only took less than a minute to deal with the phantom monster, so I made up for it." Feng said.
Bujue replied: "In short, even if there are gains and losses in the total time, the dividing line set by the system remains unchanged. I arrived here with two keys a hundred and fifteen minutes ago, and I can play the plot like this now.
As for arriving late... naturally, the sealing time will be missed, and in the end I will have to be forced through the door."
"What about now? We have cleared the level?" Long Aomin: "Why didn't the system mention..."
[The current mission has been completed, the main mission...] At this time, the system prompt did sound, but surprisingly, he did not finish the sentence.
【Ants from another world, do you know what you have done?】
This sentence appeared directly in the minds of the five people, interrupting the system's voice, and the voice that spoke was the clear whisper in the third darkness.
Feng Bujue opened the menu and observed vigilantly. Although the system had not finished speaking, the task "Restore Seal" in the taskbar had been checked and completed, and a new task was added below: [Survive Samodil's attack.
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"Did you see the new mission?" Feng Bujue's tone sounded like it was no big deal.
"Is that guy tangible?" Wang Tanzhi said.
"According to my speculation, Samodil has no entity, or, according to its setting, his entity exists in a higher dimension. If he wants to appear in front of us, he must incarnate into something that can be understood in our dimension.
Material." Feng Bujue replied: "Just like the image shown by 'Swallowing Star' is a wretched uncle in purple clothes, if Samodil wants to deal with us personally, he must first get a physical form, and then give him a physical form.
We hurt.”
"Talk about people..." Wang Tanzhi continued.
"Look, it's like that..." Feng Bujue said, raising his hand and pointing somewhere on the square.
At this moment, the dark clouds had dispersed, and the moonlight covered the gravel road in the square like frost. Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and saw an unusually thick circular shadow about five meters in diameter appearing on the ground, like a
A black abyss into which even light can be sucked.
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