"That's awesome! One person, in two months, cleared three game worlds in a row and killed three giant doors!" After a brief period of astonishment, the audience in the live broadcast room suddenly cheered as if they had made an appointment. Come on.
"The anchor is domineering, worthy of being the anchor of Wolf Kill!"
"Anchor, come to my sister's arms and let her warm you with her warm hug!"
"...Bah, bah, bah! You upstairs are so embarrassed, you actually want the old cow to eat the tender grass, and the eagle to eat the chicken!"
"?????Holy shit! The eagle eats the chicken?"
"Holy shit, shit, shit! Who is this great god? Mr. Wang next door, someone is taking your job! Come out quickly!"
Ding dong, can Mr. Wang next door tolerate his job being robbed? That is absolutely not okay.
"Who dares to take my job? Come forward and see if I don't smash your whole family!" Mr. Wang next door vowed to defend his career to the death. He would argue with reason first. If he couldn't fight, he would immediately use force.
Shameless audience: "A [Battle of the Century] is about to begin. Audiences are requested to take their seats immediately, prepare popcorn, remain silent, and play the role of a melon-eating crowd."
“…..”
There was a commotion in the live broadcast room for a while. At this time, the wealthy man who was smoking, drinking and perming his hair suddenly said, "Ahem, let me tell you, it's a little too early to celebrate now. The anchor hasn't passed the level yet, and besides, next There must be something else going on down here."
"?????How to say?"
Smoking, drinking, and perming his hair: "Look at the mission statement for this second plot!"
Being reminded like this, all the spectators immediately looked over.
At the same time, because he had to wait for Partridge Whistle and the two to wake up, and also because he really needed to take a break, Ding Ze happened to be watching the live broadcast room. He saw the prompt about smoking, drinking and perming the rich man's hair, so he also looked at the task description.
This look...
Damn it!
[Mission: Please embark on this adventure path that symbolizes courage and danger, find that ancient tomb, enter that ancient tomb, open the coffin, and leave alive!!!]
When his eyes fell on this text, Ding Ze's head immediately shook uncontrollably, and the cigarette in his mouth lost its scent in an instant.
'What the hell, I just said it feels like something is missing!'
'So that's it!'
‘The mission description includes the coffin-opening part!’
'But... there is no coffin in this ancient tomb, so what's the point of opening a coffin?'
His thoughts were racing, and Ding Ze subconsciously immediately stood up holding the black gold dagger and looked around quickly... Unless the mission description was wrong, well, this possibility is unlikely.
So that means, different from the original plot, there should indeed be a coffin in this ancient tomb!
In this way, there is indeed no coffin in the Pavilion behind the Jade Gate and the Hades Palace. The four of them have four pairs of eyes. If there is a coffin, it is impossible that they have not seen it.
If you say so...
Frowning his brows little by little, Ding Ze looked at the Jade Gate first... When he was in the Hades Palace not long ago, he paid special attention to the fact that the Hades Palace was surrounded by normal walls, so it did not mean that he could crack the Jade Gate's mechanism and open the Jade Gate. You can enter the Hades through the door.
The Jade Gate is a purely false door, used to trap tomb robbers.
Then, what's going on inside the two round holes next to it?
There is no hole in the Hades Palace that can be connected with these two round holes...
“There’s a coffin in the cave???”
Ding Ze thought!
Suddenly, at this moment...
Boom, boom, boom!
Bang!
In the two round holes, one on the left and the other on the right, suddenly, as if something had been agreed upon, there was an absolutely rapid and penetrating knocking sound, followed closely by Ding Ze and Father Thomas.
How much reaction time…..
Bang! Bang!
The sound of two coffin boards being overturned suddenly exploded.
Ding Ze heard it.
"Damn it, when the time comes, give me this move!"
"And this time it's even more exaggerated. I actually made two of them at once!"
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In an instant, the nerves in Ding Ze's forehead were beating wildly.
The dumb viewers in the live broadcast room were not much better. They all just breathed a sigh of relief and cheered to celebrate Ding Ze passing the level again. In the blink of an eye, his fragile little heart was hanging in his throat again.
…
This kind of exercise is really not good for the heart and can really lead to heart disease.
"Fuck! Those two holes!!!"
"Listening to the sound, it seems that there are sounds from both holes?"
"Zongzi! Two zongzi!"
"Anchor, you are feeling cold again and again!"
“…..”
Lao Wang next door said: "I said, can you please stop being so surprised? The anchor has three lives, how can he be so easy to lose? Stop shouting, let's focus on another more important issue first."
Shameless audience: "???? What other issue is more important than the anchor being cool?"
Lao Wang next door: "Hey, of course there is. I didn't notice it before, but I just suddenly discovered it. Do you think this tall, towering jade gate, with two round holes on the left and right, looks a bit...
Like…”
“o((⊙﹏⊙))o!!!!!”
The idiot audience: "F*ck!!!!!! Mr. Wang next door, you are so amazing, your angles are so tricky, unprecedented and unprecedented, I admire you, I admire you so much!"
Lao Wang next door: "Hey, I'm sorry, I'm not that good, I just like to observe. As long as you practice more, you will be like me sooner or later, come on!"
In front of the Jade Gate.
Ding Ze's forehead was pounding with nerves. He jumped for a few seconds before his rapidly spinning thoughts calmed down a little.
He suddenly realized a problem.
'What's the big deal about two rice dumplings?'
'Partridge Whistle and Monk Lingchen are both in a coma now. As long as I get rid of Father Thomas, can't I use the remaining grenades in my bag?'
"The two rice dumplings haven't come out of the hole yet. Even if I can't blow up the rice dumplings, I can blow up the hole and buy myself some time to escape. It'll be fine anyway!"
Having an idea, Ding Ze immediately stopped panicking and just did what he said. He quickly reached into his backpack for a grenade and shouted at Father Thomas, who was once again frightened to death.
"Father, stop standing still, put the person on your back and run away!"
The roar was quite loud. When Father Thomas heard it, he nodded instinctively. After reacting for about a second, he hurriedly rushed to the nearest monk, Liao Chen, and fled with Monk Liao Chen on his back.
The situation is critical and there is no time to wait.
As soon as he saw the priest turning around, Ding Ze immediately pulled out the tab of the grenade in his hand.
This kind of grenade, according to the talented captain's instructions, has a delay of about four seconds.
Four seconds is enough!
There were six grenades in total, two holes were wet with rain and dew, and three on each side.
Throw it out!
Ding Ze turned around, bent down and carried the partridge whistle onto his shoulders, and ran, sprint, sprint, run, run in one go!
then.
A bunch of stupid viewers in the live broadcast room: "??????Huh? Just these? Two rice dumplings? They didn't even show up? Host, are you fucking kidding me?"