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    "Well this trick may be useful for female players who are overflowing with love." Feng Bujue moved his eyes away from the newspaper and glanced at the monkey in the cage, "If necessary, even in reality,  I won't hesitate Besides, this is just a game." He put down the newspaper and seemed to have lost interest in the content, "But since you told me the more accurate weight, it should be a reminder."

    He walked to the machine, squatted down, put his face very close, and observed it carefully.  He circled the machine in this way, then knocked on the outer shell of the machine with his fist, and kicked it twice with his foot.  Obviously, the shell of this machine is not just a layer of iron, but a very solid iron plate. The screws at the joints are very tight. It is impossible to open it with bare hands, and it is impossible to move it with one person's strength.

    There are no obvious gaps on the surface of the machine, and the two gauges are also fixed very firmly. With less than three minutes left, trying to find loopholes in the machine itself is probably futile.

    So, Feng Bujue pulled the iron cage holding the monkey a few more times, but it was really welded to death and didn't move at all.  He looked around the room. There was nothing there but the four walls.

    He walked back to the center of the room, picked up the doll, and sat on the small wooden chair.  Because the chair was very small, Feng Bujue was almost in a squatting position when sitting.

    "If you want to get through this room without killing the monkey In addition to the 7.5 kilograms of the chair and the doll, you have to find another 7.5 kilograms of objects." He rested his right elbow on his knees, tilted his head, and placed his index finger and  He tapped his forehead lightly with his middle finger.

    "The walkman only weighs two kilograms when fully stretched, not to mention the syringe. The clothes, pants and running shoes are restricted by the system and cannot be taken off. Hmm I suddenly missed that stone. How can I still make up one or two kilograms?  ." He smiled and said: "Soin this room with all six sides bare, there is only one thing that can move" He raised his head and looked at the lighting equipment above his head.

    It was a suspended fluorescent lamp. The lamp tube was about one meter long, embedded in a plastic lamp case, suspended from the ceiling by two wires, and the wires were wrapped around the two hanging wires.

    The ceiling of this room is much lower than outside, but it is still about four meters. The hanging light tube is not close to the ceiling, but it is not at a height that Feng Bujue can reach.

    He stood up, stepped on the wooden chair, stood on tiptoe with his feet on the small stool, stretched out his arms and measured, and found that the distance between his fingertips and the lamp was still about one foot.  This distance is neither long nor short, but it is just out of reach.  The chair under my feet was very small, and it was difficult to stand on it with my feet together. It was obviously impossible to jump up and down with all my strength and reach out to grab something above my head.

    Time is passing, Feng Bujue only has 73 seconds left.

    After he stretched out his hand to observe the distance, he glanced back at the timer, and then he actually smiled and said to himself: "It was very difficult from the beginning ha just what I wanted."

    After Feng Bujue thought for a moment, his eyes moved to the doll again.  He seemed to have thought of a way. He quickly ran over to pick up the doll, took off the black suit on the doll and took it in his hand. Then he returned to the wooden chair and stood up. He grabbed one sleeve of the suit with his left hand and pointed it upward.  A flick.

    Although this small suit was only the size of children's clothing, it was enough to pass over the light tube. Feng Bujue raised his right hand again and pulled the sleeve of the other suit that passed over the light tube. The suit was now facing the reins on the horse's mouth.  Feng Bujue held both ends with both hands and pulled hard, and the hanging wire on one side of the lamp broke.  One end of the fluorescent lamp shell was hanging down, and the other end was still hanging from the thread, dangling from the ceiling like a sausage.

    Now, Feng Bujue can directly grab the light tube. The three sides of the light tube are plastic shells, so he doesn't have to worry about breaking the glass.  Although the room was plunged into darkness due to the loss of lighting, it was not difficult to touch the "floating" light tube in front of me.  After grabbing the light tube, he used a little force to tear off the wire at the other end, and held the one-meter-long fluorescent light tube together with the plastic casing in his hand.

    Since just now, Feng Bujue has been counting the time in his heart. There should be about 35 seconds left at this moment.  In the darkness, the machine was still running and rumbling.  He did not rush towards the sound, but carefully stepped down from the chair and used his feet to find the doll on the ground. After remembering the location of the two things, he walked towards the machine while counting his steps.

    It¡¯s easy to come to the machine, and you can clearly know the position of the round mouth just by the sound.  Feng Bujue turned his head sideways and retracted, extending the lamp into the machine. Two rows of gears crushed the fluorescent lamp and pushed it down, squeezing it through the gap in the middle.  Although some tiny broken glass spattered out during the process, Feng Bujue was on guard and was not caught.Down to the last cent.

    After three-quarters of the light tubes entered the machine, he let go of his hand, turned around, faced the direction he had just walked, counted his steps, and walked quickly in the dark. He deliberately controlled the pace for fear of a big foot.  When he went out and kicked what he wanted to get, he didn't have time to lie on the ground and fumble around in the dark.

    As expected, within ten steps he lightly touched the doll on the ground.  Time was running out, so Feng Bujue quickly squatted down, grabbed the doll with one hand, and the small wooden chair with the other.  He turned back and ran towards the machine. This time he didn't have to think about turning back, so he took long steps and reached the machine in a few seconds, and quickly threw the doll in.

    The backrest of the wooden chair is slightly longer than the diameter of the round mouth. Feng Bujue has noticed this a long time ago and has always kept it in mind.  If he didn't consider this, he would find that the small wooden chair was stuck in the opening and could not be inserted.  But Feng Bujue would never make this kind of mistake, never. Before he pulled the lamp, he had thought out every step in the darkness.

    While the machine was still crushing the doll, he grabbed the back of the wooden chair with one hand, tilted it on the ground, and stepped hard with his foot, deforming the seat board.  In this way, a small folded stool can be easily inserted into the round opening.

    With only the last five seconds left in the calculation in my mind, the broken wooden chair was smoothly filled into the machine.  Almost exactly three seconds later, the rumble of the machine stopped.  Due to the darkness, Feng Bujue couldn't see the countdown timer and meter.  He didn't know whether he had stopped playing after reaching the 15 kilogram weight limit, or whether the machine had stopped running due to time running out.

    The next few seconds were so long and difficult.  Nothing happened, Feng Bujue's heart gradually sank. Could it be that the light tube was not heavy enough?  In real life, this kind of suspended fluorescent lamp with lamp housing and lamp tube may weigh less than 7.5 kilograms, but the thing I held in my hand just now seems to have exceeded this weight. I believe this is also a game.  The weight is intentionally set in the game. Is the idea of ??solving the puzzle wrong?  The only way out of this room is to kill the monkey?

    All doubts disappeared with a strange "click" sound, and the door to the next room opened at this moment. In fact, the reaction time of the mechanism was only about ten seconds.

    A ray of light shone through the crack in the door, announcing that the game was still going on

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