After more than an hour of solving the puzzle, the Controller finally broke free from his memory space. The white light lighting up around him announced the change in the environment. Just as he was still adapting to the light in front of him, the voice of Qiu Feng came next to him.
There was a voice nearby: "Now, everyone is here."
The chief accountant heard the sound and looked around, suddenly startled.
At this moment, Qiu Feng had a short sword stuck on his chest. His body was "nailed" to the seat by the sword, and the wound was still bleeding.
"Don't panic, he's fine... his life is not in danger for the time being." Honghu's tone was as calm as ever.
When the chief heard this, he turned his head and looked to the other side.
Honghu was not injured by the sharp blade, but his entire head was "locked" in a small metal cage, like wearing a helmet that could not be removed.
The cage was a rectangular parallelepiped, only slightly larger than the swan's head. There was a round hole at the bottom of the cage, which just happened to hold its neck. To be honest, this shape was a bit of a joy to hunt for.
"What on earth is this..." The Controller quickly saw the situation in front of him clearly. He found himself sitting at a round table with many strange cards spread out on the table. There were a total of six chairs around the table.
In addition to the four players, there are also two unfamiliar characters present.
The two NPCs, or the boss, looked calm and unscathed. But on the player side, it was a different situation...
"It's time to update the mission." This sentence was said by Feng Bujue.
Brother Jue's current condition is not optimistic either. His cheeks have been split, and an upward-sloping scar extends from the left and right corners of his mouth, as if there is a smile on his face that will never disappear.
"You must have gone crazy imitating the joker..." the chief couldn't help but say.
It's not unreasonable for him to say the word "imitation", because at this moment, Feng Bujue actually held a bloody folding knife in his hand. It seemed that he had cut the "smiling face" himself.
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"Humph... just take it as such." Feng Bujue replied with a sneer.
[The current mission has been completed. The main mission has been updated] The system prompts will sound in due course.
In the taskbars of four players, the item "All surviving players enter the "Mystery Club"" was finally checked.
As for the task [Escape the memory space and return to the seventh floor of the "Test Building"], although every player has it, it is not a common task, but four identical individual tasks. Therefore, the players complete it separately.
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"Oh...Is that so..." Feng Bujue saw the new task appearing in the task bar [Defeat Holmes and Moriarty in the "Round Table Game"], and said with a smile: "It's not easy...
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"What kind of trouble is it to say that it's difficult and at the same time put on such a happy attitude..." Qiu Feng said in a lifeless tone.
"Ha...don't you have a good time too?" Feng Bujue said with a smile.
Qiu Feng said: "How can I see that I am happy? I still have the bleeding effect on my body."
Feng Bujue shrugged, "Huh... Honghu is still the most comfortable."
Honghu put on a disgusting face across the fence: "I feel that wearing an iron cage on my head has made me lose something very important."
The accountant looked like a monk Zhang Er was confused, scratched his head and asked: "What on earth are you doing?"
"We will discuss this question later." Feng Bujue said: "First, please tell me a message that has not been 'encountered' in the memory space."
"I haven't encountered it yet..." The chief's eyes flickered, thinking whether this was the crazy brother giving him a hint.
In the process of solving the puzzle of the memory space, the Controller did encounter several situations that were very close to the situation mentioned by "those messages". If there are messages that he has not encountered yet, there should be two sentences left...
Holmes took a puff of his pipe and said loudly in his British accent: "I believe that you, like these gentlemen, clearly remember the contents of those five messages, so please say one so that the game can continue.
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Moriarty continued: "But don't mention the messages you have already encountered. Because the 'suggestion' effect of those sentences has been consumed and cannot be used as a condition for entry."
The controller looked left and right, countless thoughts flashing through his mind. He saw that his teammates were all sitting peacefully in their positions. Even if someone had a sword stuck in his chest, no one had any intention of using violence. It was clear that the situation in front of him was not based on violence.
It can be solved.
"Well... just when you think you have got what you want, you have actually lost more." The Controller said.
In the memory space, he has not experienced a plot that fits the meaning of this message.
As soon as he finished speaking, a card on the table began to move without being touched by anyone, and slowly moved to the front of the chief accountant.
"F--" Holmes puffed out smoke: "Open it, Mr. Yu."
Since the other party said "turn over", it meant that the card was facing up at the moment. The controller lowered his eyes and looked at the card. In addition to the blue boundless texture, there was also a word printed on the back - [hint]
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The chief looked up at his teammates again. Honghu and Qiufeng had serious expressions, but Feng Bujue had a smiling face...
"If my guess is correct..." The controller's hand was already on the card, but he did not turn it over. Instead, he looked at the two bosses and said: "The sentence chosen by the crazy brother is... with a smiley face.
Welcome the tragic misfortune and use a hundredfold courage to deal with all these misfortunes. And Honghu chose... There is no place in the world that can compare with his own home."
"Ha... correct inference." Holmes replied with a smile, "Yes, the card will have corresponding effects based on the content of the 'suggestion'."
The chief sneered and said to Qiu Feng: "Qiu Feng, I can't guess what you said."
"A sincere act of kindness, without expecting anything in return." Qiu Feng replied listlessly.
"Humph..." the chief thought, "It seems that no matter what I say, there will be no good results." He turned to Moriarty and Holmes again: "Then... if I don't turn over this
Card, so what?"
"What else can we do?" Feng Bujue replied for them: "The game will stay on your turn and cannot be continued. Then everyone will waste it until you are judged as a passive game by the system, or everyone collectively loses due to game time.
Too long and disconnected."
Qiu Feng continued: "By the way, the things in the bag can't be used. If you delay for another hour or so, I might bleed to death."
Honghu also added: "And if you want to use force to solve the problem with the professor and Mr. Detective, you'd better first recall the light wall that sealed the door on the first floor...guess whose masterpiece it is."
The controller laughed dryly and shook his head: "Okay, just turn it over, you might get hurt..." He mumbled and turned over the card in front of him.
