Sitting slumped on the ground, Xia Shang's heart was disturbed by various emotions.
Pain, doubt, sadness, confusion...
He buried his head between his knees and clutched the soil under the straw with both hands. Everything in front of him gave this young man who had been living in peace and ease for twenty-eight years a huge sense of unreality.
What kind of bullshit time travel is fake, right?!
In novels and TV shows, as soon as the protagonists wake up, someone immediately calls out to the Duke or the Prince, asking for something to eat or drink.
At the worst, a beautiful little maid should pop up and shyly call herself Master, are you awake?!
When it's your turn, you'll be left with only a thin body and a few hours of life?
Trying to stretch his right hand into the empty darkness, Xia Shang said in a resigned tone: "Invincible upgrade system."
Nothing happened.
"The universal golden finger."
Still nothing.
"Farming space."
"Pocket artifact."
"Peerless martial arts."
"It's okay to have an old man with a white beard..."
The only response to him was the sound of the cold wind and snow outside the window.
After a few seconds of silence, Xia Shang fiercely threw the straw under him into the air and shouted in a low voice: "Since I am naked, I will live to show you!"
Rub your right index finger across the bridge of your nose, and the first thing you do is sort out the information at hand.
According to the conversation between the two people outside the door, the owner of this body, named Todd, was silenced because he accidentally encountered the ulterior secrets of the two gangsters.
He glanced at the hard black lump on the table that had been frozen.
Perhaps due to the low temperature and unfamiliar preparation, the poison that was supposed to be a liquid turned into a semi-solid and stuck in the mouth. Todd was supposed to have died mechanically due to suffocation and lack of oxygen. The gangster found that he was not breathing.
, he placed the body in this room, and Xia Shang's soul happened to occupy this body.
Judging from the structure of the house, interior decoration, and clothing, it is somewhat similar to medieval Europe, but the language used is not English, but the grammatical structure is somewhat similar. The most interesting thing is that it is an unfamiliar language, but it is
Being able to understand, maybe because the brain of this body still retains some basic abilities from the previous life?
In the end, it's a matter of time.
The gangster mentioned that he would enter here early in the morning and start disposing of the body.
If you haven't escaped by then, there is only one fate waiting for you.
First he was killed, then disfigured, then burned, and finally thrown into a mine.
Thinking of such a tragic end, Xia Shang shuddered deeply from his bones.
I took a deep breath and patted my face. Since I decided to live, then abandon distracting thoughts and think about what to do next. First of all, to put the original character into my own thinking is to live in this world.
Make the necessary preparations.
Forget the name Xia Shang, you are Todd now.
Now you can start working on the second thing, making an escape plan.
The small window under the roof is only for ventilation and cannot be used to escape, so the only way out is the wooden door in front of you.
Using the tools in the room, it is almost impossible to break the iron pin on the door lock. However, the wooden boards on the door look very old. If you have a handy guy, you might be able to break a big hole.
Todd stood up, looked around the room with the faint light of the candle, and finally found a fifty-centimeter-long iron drill in the stone stove.
He picked up the somewhat heavy iron drill and gestured towards the wooden door twice. Todd felt a little reassured that it shouldn't be a problem to break the wooden boards.
Wait a moment.
It seems that I have forgotten a key issue.
If you hit these wooden boards, you will definitely wake up the two gangsters sleeping outside. Judging from the firelight outside just now, judging from their appearance, movements and skills, plus the daggers, ropes, and iron hoops they carry with them,
Waiting for the object, he doesn't look like someone who is easy to deal with. With his weak body, in a head-on confrontation, the chance of survival is infinitely close to zero...
Is there any way to open the wooden door without waking these two people up and escape smoothly?
Take another look at the objects at hand: an iron drill, a pile of wheat straw, a stove for lighting a fire, a small pile of coal, a candle that is about to burn out, and a wooden table, that's all.
Todd tilted his head and thought about it carefully, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.
From just now, my thinking has been fixed on the route of opening the door first and then solving the threat. What if the order of actions is reversed? What if I first solve the threat outside the door and then open the door?
Maybe it can be like this, and like this again...
Walking to the coal pile, Todd knelt down, picked up a piece of coal, and turned it over to examine it.
Go to the stove where the fire is lit, open the iron door at the stove mouth, and look inside. Similar to some old duplex heating equipment in the countryside, the chimney facing the roof has a movable baffle. Close the baffle to ensure that when the fire is lit,
Wind and snow from the outside will not flow in and cause the fire to go out.
Looking at the candle that was burning shorter and shorter, with almost no flame, Todd gritted his teeth and thought to himself, there seemed to be no good way except this way.
Stuff a handful of wheat straw into the furnace, light it with a candle, then put the coal into it and spread it evenly with an iron drill. Then turn off the furnace, grab the dry and wet soil on the ground, and paste all the gaps.
After finishing all this, Todd looked at his hands covered with mud and soot, listened to the crackling sound in the stove, sat on the wooden table, and stared blankly at the still fierce wind and snow outside the small window.
Everything that can be done has been done, and all we can do is wait for the results.
I don't know how much time has passed, but the snowstorm outside has gradually stopped, the sky is slightly brighter, and some sunlight shines into the room through the animal skin.
Todd, who was sleepy, smelled a pungent smell while he was half asleep.
Slowly raising his head and opening his eyes, a familiar chemical term appeared in his mind.
Sulfur dioxide.
Todd suddenly woke up, shook his groggy head, quickly stood on the wooden table, opened the small leather window, and breathed in the fresh air.
What a risk!
I accidentally fell asleep just now due to fatigue and sleepiness.
The carbon monoxide generated by burning coal will combine with hemoglobin in the blood after entering the human body to produce carboxyhemoglobin, which will then prevent the hemoglobin from combining with oxygen, causing hypoxia in the body's tissues and leading to suffocation and death. Because it is colorless and odorless, this
Such poisoning is completely undetectable. Fortunately, the coal used as fuel is not pure coal. The sulfide contained in it burns to form irritating sulfur dioxide gas. In addition, the experience of being exposed to various chemical gases in the laboratory is timely.
Wake him up from his drowsiness.
Looking out from the small window, the sun has climbed halfway up the mountain, and the snow-covered mountains reflect the dazzling golden light. Within the line of sight, you can see some tree trunks exposed through the snow and a small frozen stream.
.Farther away are the mountains surrounded by clouds and mist.
If you are traveling on vacation, this must be a great place with stunning scenery.
But now, Todd is more concerned about the movement in the next room.
Silence.
I remember those two people said they would come in early in the morning to dispose of the "body".
To be on the safe side, it is better to wait for a while.
The sun rose high in the sky, and the white light reflected from the snow stung people's eyes.
Counting the time, it should be almost eight or nine o'clock now, right?
With the mentality of taking a gamble, Todd opened the shutter of the chimney on the roof. In the chimney, the waste gas accumulated in the stove passed through the channel and rose into the sky.
After waiting for a while, there was still no movement outside. Todd held his breath, climbed down from the wooden table, raised the iron drill and knocked twice on the wooden door tentatively.
No response.
Using more force with his hands, he knocked open the wooden board to create a "small door" for a single person to crawl through. Todd carefully knelt down and walked through.
The first thing that caught the eye were two corpses in miserable state of death.
The hunchbacked man lay among a pile of animal furs, with a pool of vomit flowing out of his mouth. His skin was flushed but his expression showed no pain. He died directly in his sleep.
The leopard-eyed man was not so lucky. It seemed that he should have been awakened by the smell of sulfur dioxide in the middle of the night. However, due to confusion and cardiopulmonary failure, he crawled a few meters toward the door and completely lost his ability to move. Finally, he suffered from hemiplegia and hypoxia.
and died painfully from palpitations.
Trying to calm the violently beating heart on his chest, Todd forced himself to look away from the corpse. While he was still holding his breath, he ran to the end of the room, opened the door covered by thick fur, and let in the fresh air outside.
The air flows back into the cabin.
He threw himself on the snow outside the house, ignoring the icy environment. While wiping his head, face and neck with snow water to help his body speed up blood circulation, Todd took big breaths to speed up the gas replacement in his lungs.
After a while, Todd finally came to his senses, tightened his tight clothes, first looked back at the cabin, then stood up and looked into the distance.
The cabin Todd is in is located on a desolate hill. Judging from the dried meat and furs on the porch, it is indeed a hunter's cabin. At the foot of the mountain, a low building with smoke curling up from cooking stoves can be seen vaguely.
The conspicuous sloped roofs and stone-brick walls of medieval dwellings in the group strengthened his judgment of crossing.
Standing in the snow, Todd's limbs were numb from the cold wind. He wanted to go back to the house to keep warm, but he still had lingering fears.
Finally he plucked up the courage, climbed up the steps again, and entered the hunter's cabin.
The air in the room is still a little tight, and the smell of sulfur has not completely dissipated, but it is much better than before.
Deliberately focusing on other places and forcing himself not to look at the body, Todd picked up a fur from the ground and put it on his body, finally preserving the warmth that was constantly draining from his body.
Todd, who was about to turn around and leave, accidentally discovered a thin gap where the fur was just now through the light from the door. He lay down and moved other debris around him. In front of his eyes,
A secret door and an iron ring handle appeared.
A sentence suddenly appeared in his mind.
"There's nothing you can do about it. Who told him to see something he shouldn't have seen?"