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Text Chapter 018: The Strange Shadow City (2)

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    After the system voice prompts, Feng Bujue checked the game menu again and found that the taskbar had finally been unlocked. This was the first time he had officially received a main mission.  The previous training mode and single-player survival mode were basically completed in closed buildings. The layout of the script was very small, and there was not much choice in the direction of the plot, so the system did not generate unnecessary tasks.  The current team survival mode has a large map with a high degree of freedom. The system must provide a main line to guide the final direction of the game, otherwise players may not understand what to do in the general direction.

    After expanding the taskbar, Feng Bujue saw a new window covering the front of the menu, with the task content displayed in the box.  The text description of this main mission is very simple: [Search the city and find the Devil's Gate.  ¡¿

    "It feels like a magical setting." Feng Bujue glanced at the mission and closed the game menu.

    "This city is so big, isn't it like looking for a needle in a haystack to find a door?" Wang sighed.

    "The key word used in the mission to remind us is not 'door', but 'devil'." Feng Bujue said as he walked to a nearby automatic ticket vending machine and looked at the schematic diagram of the subway line printed on the machine.  He said, "There are a total of twelve subway lines in this city. Although they are represented by different colors, but" His fingers moved along the intertwined lines on the picture, and finally stopped at a place.  "Among these dozen intertwined lines, there is such an area" He opened his hands and pressed on the map, covering the line map around that area, only revealing the middle one: "Five intersecting straight lines, forming  A very standard geometric figure, a five-pointed star."

    "Brother, this is too far-fetched." The lonely little brother said: "If you look carefully, you might be able to find many other geometric figures in that mess of lines."

    "The second my fingers stop, it means that I have finished searching carefully." Feng Bujue answered. He turned around and explained: "Before we got to this level, whether it was inside the subway or on the platform,  You can only see the station names and schematic diagram of this line. There is no complete route map of the city's subway like this on the lower level.

    Before the system prompt sounded, we neither encountered monsters nor wasted much time, and almost did not take any substantive action.  But there must be a reason why the task was triggered. If there were no trigger conditions for this task, we should have received it while sitting on the subway. Why would the system wait for us to go up a floor before giving us a prompt?

    Therefore the possibility I can think of is that there is something in this layer that is not in the layer below, and the information it provides can point us to the demon door mentioned in the mission.  "

    When he said this, he turned sideways and patted the subway line map printed on the ticket vending machine with the palm of his left hand: "There are only twelve subway lines, but there are thousands of roads on the ground. If this subway line map is useless,  It¡¯s meaningless, and the city map is even more meaningless, unless we can find a tourist map with landmarks like ¡®Devil¡¯s Gate¡¯ on it.¡±

    He took a deep breath: "In short, if no one puts forward constructive opinions that contradict this inference, or their opinions themselves have no tenable basis to support Please move with me to this area in the picture.  Once, if I am wrong, we will reorganize our thinking and discuss it again, if I am right, I will get the skill points, everyone will clear the task, and everyone will be happy."

    Feng Bujue finished speaking in one breath, and everyone was stunned. Wang Tanzhi seemed quite calm at this time, because he had seen many scenes like this since he was a child.

    Feng Bujue¡¯s reasoning ability is a derivative of his proficiency in reading.  He is a very smart person. When he was 16 years old, he scored 138 on the Binet test in school, and his left and right hemispheres each accounted for 69 points for balanced thinking.  Compared with the "supernormal" geniuses above 140, he is still classified in the group of normal people, but his abilities of observation, memory, understanding, and reasoning are well-trained and absolutely incomparable to ordinary people.

    As Mr. Conan Doyle said through the mouth of Sherlock Holmes, in addition to profound knowledge and experience, an excellent detective is more importantly correct in reasoning skills.  Holmes in the article always spares no effort to promote his "deductive method", and Feng Bujue is obviously a loyal fan.

    His reading addiction comes from another theory of Sherlock: treat knowledge as a reserve, manage the brain as a library, sweep out the unimportant things and forget them, put the unimportant things in the attic, and put the necessary things in the attic.  Stay within easy reach.

    This seems to be an idealized memory habit and thinking mode. In fact, with certain training, it can indeed be achieved. Feng Bujue is a typical self-taught person.

    There are many things in this world that are easy to say but difficult to do. For example, if you do dozens of push-ups at home every day, you can unknowingly turn into muscles.A meaty man can easily pass Level 4 or Level 6 by memorizing a few words every day. If he writes a few thousand words every day and saves them, he can become a great god If there was a ranking list of human beings' thoughts of self-deception, these sentences would definitely be ranked at the top.  The first few.

    ¡°When faced with this type of self-discipline training, most people have a high probability of giving up halfway, but as the saying goes, Feng Bujue is one of the few who perseveres, and eventually turns reading and reasoning into habits and hobbies

    "Uh what the crazy brother said is true. It's better to follow this idea than to wander around the city after we go out." The second half of Long Aomin's words was addressed to the lonely brother.

    "Ah ah? Oh, okay okay." The lonely little brother just came back to his senses. In fact, he didn't fully follow Feng Bujue's words and thoughts, but he had a feeling of "Although not  I understand very well, but this guy seems to be very powerful.¡±

    The five people set off immediately, with Long Aomin walking at the front, and Feng Bujue following closely behind, telling him which exit he should take to return to the ground, and being responsible for pointing out the general direction after going up.

    When passing through a spacious security passage, Feng Bujue discovered a device that looked like an Easter egg. Among the billboards one after another on the wall of the passage, there was actually an advertisement for a thriller park game.

    After walking through the passage and turning right, everyone saw the exit diagonally above. There was an upward escalator on this section of the slope, but it had stopped. There were also two rows of ordinary escalators on both sides for walking.

    They climbed up the stairs and came to the ground of the city.  The moonlight is hazy, and the lights in the city are very sparse. There are many cars parked on the street, but all of them are turned off. The billboards on the roadside buildings, the lights in business places and houses are all dim, except for the street lights.  Still working normally.

    Although there were no moving vehicles, the air in my mouth and nose still felt very turbid, and there seemed to be a layer of mist lingering in front of my eyes, making it difficult to see the distant scenery clearly.

    When I was in the subway station, there was a roof over my head, walls around me, and it was an underground environment, so no one felt anything.  But after arriving on the open ground, there was an indescribable weird atmosphere all aroundthat kind of unusual silence, which was simply suffocating.

    Four of the five people have experienced ups and downs in their fright levels, with stable values ??ranging from 5% to 15%, and various signs of fear have gradually appeared in them.

    "Go along this road, turn left after passing four streets, and then keep going straight ahead." Feng Bujue's tone sounded very normal, and he didn't appear to be affected at all. He quickly recognized a few people on the road.  Landmarks, planned route.

    Long Aomin held his shield, nodded, and continued to lead the way, while the other four walked behind.  Everyone was silent, alert, listening, and tried to walk on the sidewalk as close to the street lights as possible.

    From time to time, in the darkness, there will be sounds like breathing of beasts, rustling whispers, and faint laughter.  Anyway, no matter which one, people can hear it but not clearly.

    Long Aomin would look back every few dozen meters. The more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong. "I said crazy brother you must be in a high-risk occupation in reality, right?" Long Aomin asked.  He had practiced all the way to level ten, and he had never seen a player like Feng Bujue.  It is difficult to conceal fear, but Feng Bujue didn't even show the slightest fear in his eyes. This shows that he is not pretending to be bold, but he is really not afraid Combined with the sharp reasoning just now, Long Aomin even had some doubts about Feng Bujue.  In reality, he is a professional SWAT officer.

    ¡°Artist.¡± Feng Bujue replied tepidly, as if he was telling the truth.

    Wang Tanzhi was too lazy to interrupt. As far as he knew, there were generally two professions that Feng Bujue claimed: artist and great writer.  No matter which point of view you look at his behavior, both of these answers deserve a beating

    Long Aomin didn¡¯t expect to hear this kind of answer at all. He didn¡¯t know how to proceed. The lonely guy spoke again from behind: ¡°Where can someone ¡®claim¡¯ to be an artist?¡±

    "Then I can put it another way." Feng Bujue continued: "I am an art worker with high aesthetic ability and proficient creative skills who is engaged in artistic creation and has achieved certain achievements."

    "Isn't this just explaining these three words?"

    "Compared to saying those three words directly, it seems a bit more modest, doesn't it?"

    "You are obviously more arrogant, okay!"

    Lonely laughed at the side, curled his lips and said to her: "If he doesn't pretend to be stupid, can I complain?"

    At this time, Feng Bujue suddenly stopped and quickly took out [Mario's Pipe Wrench] from his bag, "Well we just relaxed the depressing atmosphere, and something troublesome is coming.  "

    Long Aomin almostHe and Feng Bujue saw two shadows flashing past in the darkness at the same time, but he could only see a rough outline and had no idea what they were. Anyway, they were probably some kind of monsters.

    "It looks like a deformed baby, with small sickles at the front of its arms. It's quite fast. There should be more than one." Feng Bujue calmly narrated, holding a pipe wrench and approaching into the darkness.  He didn't know at the moment that after saying these few words, his investigative expertise would be activated.

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