"Jue ke ke ke jue... Brother Jue... just... just..." Wang Tanzhi stammered, and the fright value jumped up again. Due to the accumulation of fear, even if he calmed down after a few seconds, the fright value
It did not return to the lowest area, but stayed at around 15%.
Feng Bujue's face was expressionless, and he interrupted in a calm tone: "According to my reasoning, now we have two options."
"What...what?" Wang Tanzhi could now turn two words into four.
"The first way is that you take this knife, rush over, turn the corner and slash at whatever you encounter." Feng Bujue replied, "I'll cover you from behind."
"I choose the second option." Wang Tanzhi's answer was fluent all of a sudden, and he hadn't even heard what the second option was.
"Actually, I prefer the second option." Feng Bujue said as he walked up to Wang Tan, stood in front of the first door on the right without any sense of nervousness, and turned the door handle.
Everyone knows that in any horror game, the door is a scary hurdle. No one knows what will be seen after opening the door. Besides, there is also the classic malicious design of "open the door to kill". It can be said that opening the door
At that moment, the danger you face is the same as chasing that corner.
At this moment, most people would carefully stretch out their arms to push open the door, lower their body as far as possible from the door, and be ready to escape at any time. But Feng Bujue's actions at this moment seemed to be driven by his own will.
He was in a state of throwing himself at the toilet cubicle. He walked forward quickly, leaned his upper body forward, pushed the door open and entered.
There was no light in the room, and the light from the corridor shone in from the door. The scene inside the house was very scary.
This is a ward of about ten square meters. The cabinets in the corner are overturned, as are the trash cans in the corner. There are a lot of debris scattered on the ground, but most of them look like useless garbage, such as rags and waste paper.
Broken flower pots, some soiled sterilized cotton, broken glass medicine bottles, etc... The sheets on the hospital bed were torn, and the whole room was filled with the smell of blood. There were almost no places illuminated by light.
There was no blood anywhere.
"The training mode will become an invisible option when the player reaches level five. Obviously, this mode is designed for novices and allows players to more safely advance to level five." Feng Bujue said as he came.
When he arrived at the cabinet, he turned it around and rummaged through the remaining things inside. "Those 'advanced players' will probably only play the training mode once at most after finishing the novice tutorial; or they will not play at all and enter directly.
In the single-player survival mode. Because these players must have read the relevant game instructions in advance, they know that the benefits obtained from this mode that only rewards experience will definitely be far worse than the official survival mode."
Feng Bujue found an unpacked syringe from the cupboard. He glanced at the attributes and put it directly into his bag: "Judging from the rewards, the training mode is worse than the novice tutorial, so I think
, the completion difficulty is basically similar to the tutorial. As long as the player is not frightened into disconnecting, he can still pass the level even without solving the puzzle." At this time, he actually leaned down and sniffed the broken bottle.
What does the drug smell like? "In fact, we can skip exploring these doors now and just chase the black shadow and continue the game. I think it will take up to twenty minutes and experience a few times that are very likely to lose the survival value.
By fighting, we can complete this script."
"Then you're still coming in?" Wang Tanzhi said.
"I said, there are two options, and you chose the second one without even listening." Feng Bujue unfolded the paper balls on the ground one by one, held them under the light source and looked at them one by one, "The second option
, just to solve puzzles.”
"Hey...didn't you just say..."
"I said you can pass the level without solving the puzzles. I didn't say there are no puzzles to solve." Feng Bujue continued: "It's just that even if we solve the puzzles, we won't get skill points." He continued to look at the puzzles.
Paper, his expression did not change much, "But at least one advantage of solving puzzles is that it can reduce the difficulty of completing the level. To put it simply... use your intelligence to share part of the work that requires physical strength." He said,
He picked out a piece of paper, handed it to Wang Tanzhi and said, "Look at what's going on here."
"This is..." Wang Tanzhi took the paper, looked at it for a few seconds and then asked: "Medical records?"
[Name: Medical Records of Unidentified Persons]
[Type: plot related]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Function: unknown]
[Can the script be brought out: No]
[Note: Many parts of this paper are obscured by blood.]
"This is your specialty." Feng Bujue said, and raised the remaining pile of paper in his hand: "This pile is for me to look at."
Wang Tanzhi only glanced at it and felt his scalp numb. The top of the pile Feng Bujue held in his hand had a strange face painted on it.
The two came to the brightly lit corridor and looked at it for about three or four minutes. Wang Tanzhi looked at it very carefully, because many places in the medical records were covered with blood, so he had to guess while looking;
Looking at the flowers, he quickly scanned one after another. He is a reader and can read everything very quickly, and his memory, understanding, and reasoning are very efficient. In addition, the contents on these papers do not scare him, so
In his eyes, it was similar to looking at illustrations in ordinary magazines.
"Have you finished reading?" Feng Bujue asked this question first.
Wang Tanzhi's eyes were still on the medical record. He thought for a while and replied: "This is a male, twelve years old...still a child."
Feng Bujue touched his chin: "Oh... Young Pioneer." No one knows how his mind works...
"Well... I have been hospitalized for a long time due to leukemia, but..." Wang Tanzhi put down the medical records: "Judging from the medical records, there are not many days left..." He raised his head and moved his eyes to the end of the corridor: "It's already gone now.
He must have turned into a ghost..."
Feng Bujue said: "Not necessarily, there are three doors here. We only know that the first one may be the ward of the boy in the medical record, but we are not sure whether the shadow he saw just now is him." He took the one in his hand.
He handed the folded paper to Wang Tanzhi: "You don't have to look carefully, just look at the attributes." After a second's pause, he added: "There are six different faces drawn on these papers, and they are in the corner of each paper.
A number."
[Name: Face Sketch*6]
[Type: plot related]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Function: unknown]
[Can the script be brought out: No]
[Note: These paintings are obviously by the same person. This item can be split or stacked, and is treated as one item when stacked.]
"I'm getting more and more confused..." Wang Tanzhi said.
Feng Bujue nodded: "It's normal. There are obviously not enough clues to solve the puzzle." After saying that, he walked towards the second room: "In addition, I have another hypothesis. This hypothesis also means that I hope to clear the level after solving the puzzle.
The reason." He opened the second door and said at the same time: "I believe that at least one piece of formal equipment can be found in these three wards."
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