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    "Hehhehe" Feng Bujue's mouth twitched. He put the magnet in his pocket near the hole and checked it, and found that the size was just right.

    He tried to insert the piece of magnet, and only about one-third of the way in, he felt a strong magnetic force pulling in the round hole, sucking the entire magnet in.  The next second, the box opened

    It turns out that this small safe does not require a password at all. The lock on the front is just a trick. The real way to open it is to trigger a mechanism inside.  80% of this safe is made of ordinary metal materials, but inside the small hole, part of it is made of special, high-density magnetic ore and contains a mechanical wedge.  The only prop that can unlock this mechanism is the magnet.

    "You keep changing the rules of solving puzzles, right? It's kind of" Although Feng Bujue was a little annoyed, he quickly calmed down. The big box outside was opened with a password, but it doesn't mean that the small box inside also needs to be opened.  Open with password.  He could only blame himself for falling into a trap due to his fixed mindset.

    Feng Bujue took out the [cell door key to the underground 1st floor] from the small safe, then left cell No. 6 and walked towards the stairs leading to the upper level.

    After opening the black iron fence door, the key disappeared, and the system prompt also sounded at this moment: [The current mission is completed, the main mission has been updated]

    [Explore the underground 2f and open the door to the upper level] This task was checked, and then the next step instructions appeared: [Go to the ground 1f]

    "Huh?" Feng Bujue felt a little strange when he saw this mission. Logically speaking, the mission should say something like "Explore the underground 1f and find a way to the surface", but in front of him it only said "Go to  "Ground 1f" is such a simple sentence, as if

    "Is it possible to go up directly?" Feng Bujue thought.

    He held the long rusty iron bar (the iron bar had already returned to its dilapidated quality by this time) and cautiously walked forward along the underground 1f corridor.  This floor is almost a mirror image of the underground 2f, not far from the stairs.  There are six cells, three on the left and three on the left.  But the iron doors of the cells on this floor are different from those on the floor below. There is neither a food delivery port nor a small iron window, and there are no numbers marked with paint on the door.  Except for the keyholes and door handles, these six iron doors are almost a piece of iron. The thickness is unknown, and it is impossible to detect the situation inside the house from outside the door.

    Feng Bujue tried to see if the six doors could be opened one by one, but found that they were all locked. He leaned against the door panel to listen.  No movement could be heard.  He thought to himself: "It's unlikely that the entire underground 1st floor is filled with decorations. That meansI'll have to come back later, right"

    While he was thinking, he had reached the other end of the corridor, and an upward staircase appeared in front of him.  Feng Bujue calculated the length of the corridor based on his own strides. He was certain that cell zero should be right below the stairs.  However, his calculation does not seem to have much meaning other than that the lengths of the underground corridors 1f and 2f are equal.

    The steps in front of you are made of wood and look very old.  There are still a lot of weird smells left on the steps. The source of those smells may be food and excrement spilled during transportation, or blood and body fluids left when people are dragged up and down.  After being mixed together, it becomes a strong though not strong one.  But it tastes disgusting enough.

    Feng Bujue climbed up the stairs. After turning back once, he encountered a wooden door.  He reached for the doorknob and turned it carefully.  The door opened smoothly.

    Behind the door is the ground floor.  Standing on the stairs and looking out the door, you can see a room that looks like a storage room.  The walls were made of brick and wood, with many bulging sacks stacked around them, and round wooden wine barrels lined up in three rows on the edge of one wall.

    The light in that room was worse than underground. The only light source was a kerosene lantern placed on a wine barrel.  Naturally, Feng Bujue would not rush into the dark environment in front of him. He first stretched the iron bar in his hand into the door and tapped it up, down, left, and right a few times to make sure there was no one in front of him that relied on physical contact.  After catching the trap, he stepped through the door.

    [The current mission is completed, the main mission has been updated] The system prompt sounded again, and a new mission appeared: [Explore the ground 1f, find the six keys of red, yellow, blue, black, white, and gray, then return to the underground 1f to open the six doors  iron gate¡¿

    Feng Bujue glanced at the mission and continued moving forward. The first thing he did was to get the kerosene lamp.  When you can¡¯t use a flashlight, getting lighting equipment is obviously a top priority.

    He had just walked more than three meters forward when suddenly there was a bang, and the door behind him closed.

    Feng Bujue turned around suddenly, but all he could see in his sight was the closed door and his own shadow on the wall.  He listened carefully for another dozen seconds, but there was only suffocating silence around him.??.

    At this moment, he made a prompt decision, took out the Vajra Bell, and turned on the special effect of "Death Warning".

    In the next five minutes, anything that is hostile to Feng Bujue and may threaten his life will cause the King Kong Bell to react.

    However, after he turned on the special effects and waited for about twenty seconds, no ringtone came out.

    "Hey what is going on" Feng Bujue thought: "There is no wind in this place, and it is even more impossible for this door to be equipped with a spring-loaded door hinge How can it be closed without external force?  "

    A normal, fearful person¡¯s actions will definitely be affected to a certain extent in this state.  But Feng Bujue is not that kind of person For him, even if a sad ghost face suddenly appears behind the door, it will not have any impact on the shock value.  He always only considers the threat to his survival value and ignores the existence of fright value.

    Therefore, as long as the Vajra Bell does not ring, he has nothing to worry about.

    But seeing him walking up quickly and arriving at the door, he stretched out his hand to open the door.  Unexpectedly, he heard the system prompt: [This door has been blocked by some special power, and only those with the six-color key can open it.  ¡¿

    "Ohit turns out the system is turned off." Feng Bujue breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately understood the meaning of the prompt.  This door is closed to prevent players from going back underground if they only find one or two keys, thereby disrupting the progress of the game.

    "Well while the death warning is still going on, let's go out and explore the truth first." Feng Bujue thought of this, turned around to get the kerosene lamp, put the iron bar on the ground, and quickly headed towards the other door in this room.  OK.

    Pushing the door open, there is a dark corridor outside.  The light from a kerosene lamp can only spread to a limited distance.  By the way, the note on this kerosene lamp reads: [Don¡¯t question how long it will stay on, it will go out when it¡¯s time to go out]

    Unlike the two underground floors, the ground floor is basically built of bricks and wood, with more rooms; the corridor has corners; there is furniture in the room; it looks like a private house.

    "Did the mad scientist build a dungeon under his own house" Feng Bujue thought: "Maybe only the six rooms on the second underground floor are used to detain people, and the first underground floor is some kind of laboratory.  ?¡±

    He held a kerosene lamp and walked sideways. In order to take advantage of the death warning, he did not conduct detailed exploration for the time being, but quickly passed through the corridor.  Open the door of each room, lean in and take two steps, then exit and go to the next room

    During this process, what impressed Feng Bujue the most was the smell of this layer.  For some reason, the air here seems to be even worse than in those underground cells. It gives the impression that this house is built right in the middle of a slaughterhouse and a chemical plant, and the windows are open all year round.

    That¡¯s it, it took more than three minutes.  Feng Bujue tried this in all the rooms on the first floor, but the King Kong Bell didn't ring even once.  Although this does not mean absolute security, it at least shows that before triggering a new flag.  There is no danger in just walking around the mansion.

    After exploring all of this layer, there were two places that Feng Bujue failed to pass.

    The first place is the stairs leading to the second floor.  It was blocked by a lump of flesh.  Yes, a piece of meat.  It looked like a big meatball kneaded from the flesh and blood of many dead bodies. It was unknown what force held these things together.  A wall of flesh was formed, sealing off the stairs.

    Since the diamond bell never rang, when Feng Bujue walked near the piece of meat, he approached it unscrupulously and poked it a few times with his fingers.  At that time, the system voice prompt said: [The barrier controlled by the spell looks like a pile of corpses]

    And the second place that cannot be passed is the door to leave this room.  Just keep walking along the corridor and you'll arrive there soon.  That door looks like an ordinary wooden door. When Feng Bujue touches the door handle, he will get this system prompt: [Cannot open]

    These three words may be the most common prompts that players see when facing a door in all horror puzzle games. Even Feng Bujue has no interest in complaining about it.

    "Ah it's been an hour and a half since entering the script." When the death warning time ran out, Feng Bujue returned to the storage room connected to the underground. "It feels like the game is not even halfway through yet."  Well" He said, already starting the search.

    He spent five minutes searching the storage room, but found no useful items. There was only dust and cobwebs in every corner of the room. The sacks were filled with sand, and the rows of wine barrels against the wall were all empty.

    ? Preliminary observation shows that there is no key in this storage room. Even if there is, it is hidden in a place that cannot be found under normal conditions. Some kind of key is required.Clues guide you to discover.

    So, Feng Bujue returned to the corridor on the first floor with the kerosene lamp and walked towards the next room.

    Next door is a study room with carpets on the floor.  That was no ordinary carpet. To put it bluntlyeven the loom that made it would probably curse it, saying that it was not its own product.  When Feng Bujue stepped on it, he felt that it had turned into a plant.  In this foul-smelling, dark air, it degenerates into lush and moist lichens, like moss spreading all over the ground

    There are two niches on the wall on the left after entering the door, and the decorations placed in them are all gone.  If flowers and plants were once placed inside, then they would have died in this filthy and dirty air; if saints were once placed inside, then the saints might have been dragged down by devils of all sizes in the darkness.  He was dragged out and dragged into some evil abyss under the house

    Feng Bujue walked to the window and opened the curtains.  Through the glass, he could only see thick darkness. Even if he held the kerosene lamp in front of the window, it would not help.  Trying to open the window was obviously useless, and smashing the glass with a pipe wrench only ended up numbing my hand.

    He put his face close to the window edge and sniffed with his nose. Unfortunately, the air outside the window did not leak in at all. What he smelled was just a damp smell that belonged to this big house, something similar to the smell of oil cloth and rotten wood mixed together.  Musty.

    "It seems that it is impossible to escape from the house." Feng Bujue muttered and came to the desk in the middle of the room.

    The table is very messy, with a bunch of debris strewn here and there.  Feng Bujue picked up those objects one by one.  Viewed the properties but it was all rubbish.

    Only one drawer of the desk was unopened. The other drawers had been pulled out of the desk and fell to the ground. The papers in the drawers were scattered in the corners and under the table.  An ink bottle that fell from nowhere also fell to the ground. The ink in the bottle had long since dried up. Some nearby papers were stained with ink, and the carpet was splashed with a pool of explosive ink marks.

    After Feng Bujue opened the only openable drawer, he found a magnifying glass inside.  He laughed at that time: "Ha it would be cool if there was a pipe or something."

    ? Most people his age.  After seeing someone else doing this kind of pose, they will most likely think that person is old-fashioned or average.  Only Feng Bujue firmly believes that holding a pipe in his mouth and holding a magnifying glass is handsome. This may be a romance that only belongs to him.

    Feng Bujue became even more excited after getting the magnifying glass. He held the kerosene lamp in one hand and the magnifying glass in the other, and turned towards the side of the study.  On the wall of the study room, there is a bookcase filled with books from top to bottom.  The temptation of this kind of prop to Feng Bujue is self-evident.

    There is no time limit for this script. If no one stops it, it is possible for Feng Bujue to stay in this room and read the books one by one.  The only thing that can stop him is the connection time limit of the game cabin.  When the real neural connection time exceeds the maximum time limit of the day, Feng Bujue in the script will be forced offline.

    Fortunately, the system has done a great job in setting it up.  On this bookshelf, 99% of the books.  None are translated.  Not only is there no translation, but the words are not even visible to the players.  The words inside each book, including the title on the cover and sides.  It's all a blur.

    This made Feng Bujue very unhappy, because he was also quite interested in the matter of "decoding".  Ever since he read the "Dancing Man" case in "Sherlock Holmes" when he was in elementary school, he has been addicted to deciphering games related to letters for at least half a year.  The text in this script is 70-80% similar to English. He originally wanted to decipher the language rules of this world with full confidence, but now he has to give up.

    Of course, there are still 1% of books that have been translated by the system, which is a reminder for him to read

    ""Advanced Alchemy"" Feng Bujue looked at the book with a dark blue cover and read out the title: "Well why do you want me to read this" Before he finished speaking, a piece of paper  The piece suddenly fell out from between the pages of the book.

    Feng Bujue bent down to pick up the piece of paper and held it in front of the light to check. Only then did he realize that it was not a piece of paper, but a faded photo.

    The paper of the photo has turned yellow, and this is a black and white photo, so the border and the middle look the same color.  In the photo, there are two boys who look to be about ten years old. They are facing the camera side by side. The shorter child on the left is holding the head of the child on the right with his hand, and both of them are showing silly smiles.  Even just through the photos, Feng Bujue seemed to be able to appreciate their simplicity and happiness.

    Feng Bujue looked at the photo for a few seconds, but unexpectedly something happened.

    The next second, he actually re-entered the state he was in when watching the opening CG, and an image appeared in front of his eyes.?Come up and play.  This scene, like the photo, is also faded, but at least it's not completely black and white.

    A piece of grass, a pasture, behind a sparse fence, some cattle, horses and poultry were walking leisurely on the pasture, and a sheepdog ran past.  After this harmonious scene, the camera panned horizontally, and a barn entered the picture. Not far from the barn, there was a two-story house.

    Feng Bujue had no doubt that the room in the picture was the one he was in.  Even though it only took him more than three minutes to walk through the rooms on the first floor, the amount of information he collected in these seemingly random minutes was absolutely huge.

    He estimated the area of ??the house, calculated the number of windows and doors, constructed the entire first floor plan structure in his mind, and deduced whether the positions of each room on the first floor overlapped with each room in the underground corridor. He even considered  Will there be a dark room between the walls

    In short, it is not an exaggeration to say that the floor plan of the first floor of this house was already in Feng Bujue's mind, so when he saw the outer outline of the big house in this video, he quickly made a judgment.

    Laughter, the laughter of children.

    The scene did not cut into the house as Feng Bujue expected, but continued to move sideways to a nearby lawn.  There was a swing there, and a little boy with blond hair was sitting on the swing.  There was a woman, probably his mother, helping him push the swing.  The boy laughed cheerfully and heartily, and his mother's face was also filled with a happy smile.

    Under a tree not far from the swing, there was another little boy sitting, a boy with brown hair.  He was holding a book and looking at it with interest.  It was a book with a dark blue coverObviously, it was the same book as the "Advanced Alchemy" that Feng Bujue had just found.

    "Arthur, do you want to come and play for a while?" The mother turned her head and said to the boy sitting under the tree.

    Feng Bujue didn¡¯t hear the answer from the child under the tree, because the image stopped here.  He resumed the game in progress and found himself in the study again.

    "Hmmcould it be that" Feng Bujue's first reaction after watching the CG was to reach out and grab a handful of his hair.  (To be continued. Mobile phone users please go to read.)
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