Chapter 2839 The Forbidden Zone of Strange Demons (9)
Chapter 2813 The Forbidden Zone of Strange Demons (9)
Several people packed up and prepared to return to the restaurant.
Room 1905 is not bad. The hallucination monster must have a lot of unspoken news. But on the one hand, this room is too small, and you can’t do anything you want to do here. On the other hand, this floor is not flat.
Although the elevator monster and the door-colliding monster from 1913 are gone, there are still monsters in other rooms.
This room has been holding back, trying to trap Schiller, and Schiller had to guard against it. On the contrary, the restaurant controlled by Cobot was slightly safer, even if Cobot might have been controlled, Colin was a scar in his heart.
Schiller used room 1905 to get him to settle the matter, and also used his feelings for his mother to make him eager to leave the hotel. The interests of the two were basically the same.
As long as the other party doesn't want to lift the table and forcefully control Cobot, then he is trustworthy for the time being. Then the restaurant will be a good base, and Schiller's idea needs to be implemented here.
On the way back, their luck finally got better. No one else pressed the elevator, and there were no monsters blocking the way. They returned to the restaurant relatively smoothly.
As soon as Schiller entered the restaurant, he asked Cobot, "The hotel is blocked now. Where is the food waste thrown away?"
"In the cold storage at the back." Cobot said: "There is really no place to throw it away, so we can only freeze it temporarily, but fortunately it is not too much, otherwise the restaurant will be flooded with garbage."
Schiller raised his head and glanced at the ceiling, which was still dotted with many spines. He looked at Cobot and asked, "Where did you take out those spines and put them?"
"That's just an illusion, but the bones of the ingredients are also frozen in the cold storage. What are you going to do?"
As Schiller walked towards the cold storage, he said: "Of course it's recycling to avoid waste."
The other three followed Schiller into the cold storage and found that there was indeed some kitchen waste piled here, but most of it was unused ingredients.
To be precise, there are very few that can be used. As Schiller said before, there are so few parts of humans that can be eaten and taste good. Even sharks can't eat them.
Not to mention cooking.
Schiller directed the other three people to put the ingredients into categories, roughly divided into trunks, limbs and heads. Then he found a cutting machine in the kitchen. It was similar to a hand-held electric saw, but it was more suitable for cutting meat than an electric saw.
It is used to cut frozen meat, and it comes in handy now.
After temporarily moving the frozen meat to the cold storage outside, Schiller announced his arrangement. He said: "Cut off all the meat and leave the bones. Remember, be sure not to break the bones, especially the limbs."
bones, they're important."
"Jerome, come out with me for a moment."
The other two people went to work. Jerome followed Schiller out of the cold storage. They came to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the restaurant. The same rule was followed here, that is, as long as you look around with your peripheral vision, you can see another hotel.
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"How confident are you that you can use these two hotels as supports and bones as raw materials to build a road to the top?"
Jerome's eyes widened immediately. Is this a method that anyone can come up with? Satan is really praising you for being awesome.
But after all, he had no moral bottom line. He quickly thought about it seriously, then shook his head and said: "If there are enough raw materials, it is not difficult to build the simplest double triangle structure support, but there are two problems."
"you say."
Jerome liked Party A to be so straightforward. He took the papers he had used to write answers and explained to Schiller while drawing. He said: "It will be very difficult if there is only one side of the hotel, because there is no way.
Construction, but if you build stairs between two walls, it will be much simpler.”
"But, first and most importantly, there are not enough raw materials in the cold storage. Even if you pick out all the bones, it won't work. But I also know that those are basically the few things in the hotel that can move, like these chairs.
If you throw the chandelier out of the window, it will disappear."
Obviously Jerome had tried it before, but unfortunately, even the monsters couldn't shake the hotel itself, so it was not feasible to use these things in the hotel as raw materials.
Of course, you can also stick something in the window like Schiller did, but there is really nothing that long. If it extends half a meter out of the window and reaches the sky, it won't have much effect.
But there is one exception, and that is the guests. The hotel cannot protect the guests, so naturally it cannot control where a certain part of the guest is. In this case, it is feasible to use part of the guest's body to build stairs.
But unfortunately, the meat rots too fast. What Schiller wants to do is not a one-time passage. If he doesn't fight those monsters on the roof, and there is nowhere to run, he will not do such a stupid thing.
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Then bones are a good choice. On the one hand, human bones are relatively strong, and on the other hand, there are ready-made raw materials in the restaurant. Schiller guessed that it would not be enough, so he was not upset, but asked: "What about the second one?"
What’s the problem?”
"There is nothing to fix it." Jerome said: "Bone is different from wood and stone. This thing can't make a mortise and tenon structure. Maybe it can be tied with rope, but we don't have rope now. I'm not sure about curtains and the like.
I wonder if I can get the window out, I guess not."
Jerome thought that Schiller's idea of using part of the guests to build stairs was amazing, but it was very difficult to implement because basically everything in the hotel cannot be used outside the window, and the ingredients in the hotel are used.
After treatment, the tendons have basically been severed and are of no use.
Schiller suddenly stretched out his hand in front of Jerome. He opened his hand, and Jerome found several screws lying in his hand.
Jerome, who had also dismantled the door number, immediately recognized it as the screws holding the door number on. He looked at Schiller with some confusion, and Schiller said, "I think this thing might be useful. Maybe you can try it."
"But this thing is also from the hotel." Jerome didn't continue talking at this point. The rooms in the hotel are indeed magical. You can change the position by changing the door number, which means that the screws that can fix the door number can also be changed.
There must be something unique about it, and it may not be an ordinary screw.
"Then the house number might work," Jerome said.
Schiller shook his head and said: "The room is an indispensable thing in the hotel. You can't make the people behind it anxious."
Jerome thought for a while and felt that this was also the case. They didn't need to anger the masterminds now because they were not strong enough and unreasonable. Everyone here had people they cared about, but the monsters didn't.
Jerome decided to try Schiller's idea, but the problem of raw materials was not solved yet. Schiller just sent a message to Peter, asking him to take advantage of his free movement to measure various data in the hotel, and then asked Jerome to
Luo Mai draws drawings.
He himself walked to the door of the restaurant and took out a white candle and a red candle at the same time.
Jerome looked at his movements and felt a little curious, so he asked: "What is the difference between these two kinds of candles?"
"Represents two different versions of me."
"What's the difference?"
"White is normal, red is pathological."
"You are sicker than I thought."
"Thanks for the compliment."
Jerome saw him lighting a white candle and said, "Are you sure this so-called normality can handle it? It sounds like the pathology is stronger."
But then Schiller lit another red candle.
When the two candlelights lit up at the same time, Jerome's brain shut down for a moment.
Before the candle wick was burned out, Schiller walked to the back kitchen and borrowed the umbrella he had given Cobot before. Then he turned to Jerome behind him and said, "I'll go out later.
Keep an eye on the candles and don't say anything to me."
Jerome instinctively took a step back and nodded. You must know that when the damn psychological anatomist came out before, Schiller only told him that the other party had a bad temper. Now he is not even allowed to say anything.
What kind of thing is coming out?
Jerome didn't know that Schiller paused for a moment, then turned to the back kitchen, brought a large cart specially designed to transport goods, pushed it and left the restaurant.
Twenty minutes later, Schiller came back. The cart was almost full. Jerome looked inside and saw many familiar people.
The man lying on the far left only had his upper body and a small part of his body left. The drooping cervical vertebra underneath seemed to be entangled with something, but now, there is nothing left.
This is the resident of room 1903.
Then, as expected, there was a head with completely smashed features and a body wearing a suit. This was the resident of Room 1901.
Looking further to the side, what was stacked on top of the two of them was a seemingly ordinary corpse in sportswear, but the eyeballs were detached from the sockets and lying calmly on his chest. There was also a person whose arms were detached from the body and separated.
The place is full of dense holes.
It looks like the 19th floor is occupied.
Jerome was a little curious, but remembering Schiller's previous instructions, he still refrained from asking questions. After Schiller sent him off, he went out again, and when he came back, there was another car full of corpses.
After running like this intermittently for more than a dozen times, Jerome estimated that the bodies in the cold storage had piled up. Moreover, he found that the umbrella in Schiller's hand became more transparent every time he came back, and by the end it had become a little more transparent.
It has become a phantom state.
He took a look at the design drawing that he was about to finish, and when Schiller came in for an unknown number of times, he gave him an OK gesture from an angle that Schiller could see.
Schiller blew out two candles.
"Watching his expression gradually return to normal." Jerome said: "Who is that guy? Why do I feel like he wants to kill me?"
"Your feeling is right, he is the most capable one among us." Schiller put away the candle, and then said: "You may be wondering how I entered the room without the key card..."
Along with his words, the black umbrella in his hand completely disappeared. He sighed and said, "I will give Cobot another one, but it's not the real one. That would be too fatal."
Jerome vaguely remembered that he mentioned not to face others with the umbrella, so he asked: "What's on the umbrella?"
"The fruits of your sweetheart's wisdom."
"...?"
"Oh, no." Schiller shook his head and said, "The umbrella cover is your sweetheart's cloak."