Feng Bujue made his way back to Prison No. 0 and walked straight to the plastic bucket in the corner. Then he lowered the magnet at the end of the rope to try to “fish” for keys or other clues.
But surprisingly, nothing was there……
“What the? Not close enough?” Feng Bujue thought. He didn’t let the rope or magnets go directly into the bucket but just hung them in the air to try.
“Wait a second… No… Things aren’t here.” He suddenly mentioned something and quickly lifted the cord, held the magnet in his hand. “If the system had set the clue for my present step in Prison No. 0, what if I can find it before I escaped…? So, in the course of the finding, the dentures and the magnets will become useless clues."
He read the description of the magnet again:
[Name: Truncated iron bars]
[Type: Plot related]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Function: Generate magnetic field]
[Whether can be taken out of the script: No]
[Note: This iron bar is made of natural magnets.]
“A denture is something that can take the script out and turn it into a jigsaw puzzle, and there is theoretically possible that I won't use it for the puzzle. But the magnet is a plot-related item that can’t take the script out and will definitely be used somewhere.” Feng Bujue muttered: “…… Since the magnet is necessary, the next clue is impossible to be found here. Because without the magnet, I can also look for things hidden in a dunghill, it's just the disgust level will be a little higher… “
Holding the magnet, he began to think again: “What is it… I have to go back to Prison 0… “
“It can't be… “Feng Bujue had a new assumption again. He trotted back to the door of Prison No. 4 and looked at the iron door. "It's like this……" With a dry laugh, he stood on his tiptoes and thrust his hand through the little iron window above.
This small window can only allow the forearm to pass in the state of five iron bars. But after removing one iron bars, the whole arm can pass the gap.
Feng Bujue leaned his body against the door and reached into the window with his arm to grope upward. Soon, he found a key directly behind the iron door.
[Name: Key to Prison No. 1]
[Type: Plot related]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Function: Disappear immediately after use, and then the door of Prison No. 1 can be opened or closed freely.]
[Whether can be taken out of the script: No]
[Note: Hanging by a thin wire behind the door of Prison No. 4]
“This note is just nonsense, your daddy has already taken it in hand, do I need you to tell me?” Feng Bujue said with a bad face.
It was in a sinister position: It's a little higher than the doorpost that almost against the wall, and it's invisible from any angle outside the door. Even if the player can see where the key is, his hand won’t be able to reach it until a piece of the fence is removed.
“Fuc*… “Feng Bujue began to curse while walking toward Prison No. 1:” Why do you set every step like this? Why don't you just hide it in shit! Simple and clear!"
With a click, the door of Prison No. 1 was opened.
Feng Bujue pushed the door, and he there and watched for a minute. Until he was sure that the act of opening the door did not trigger anything strange things, he stepped in the room.
In this cell, there was also a small wooden cabinet. Needless to say, he opened the drawer first…
In the top drawer, there was a newspaper clipping about the size of a palm. The words were close to English but not. Of course, Thriller Paradise's system comes with a translation function that won't affect the reading.
After Feng Bujue saw that, he looked like a drugster seeing the white powder and grabbed it in front of his face.
The title of the article was "The demon is still activated". In the article, it described, “More than 40 people have been missing from the town since the Tarantula Month, the National Witch Association and the Church have declared themselves helpless, but the local government claimed that all the seals are stable without any pieces of evidence for the Demon. Families of the victims and the local aristocracy have offered a bounty of up to 20,000 Satchi for any settlement or assistance.
Recently, we obtained reliable information from a bounty hunter, the perpetrator of the disappearance is the last generation of 'Pena Clan,' the perpetrator…"
The words came to a sudden halt, and the rest was nowhere.
“What is this… Is this news or?” Feng Bujue turned over the newspaper clippings on his hand, trying to corroborate his idea through the information on the other side. But, the writing on the opposite side was illegible. Judging from the quality of the paper, this should be a newspaper.
“Well… The script is an unreal script. This worldview has wizards, demons, and bounty hunters. Satchi is supposed to be money, but it’s unclear how much purchasing power there is for 20,000. The method of date also is also not clear. Although they have the concept of the month, I cannot confirm how many days they have for one month, how many hours for one day, nor how many meals they have for per day… It’s hard to say how long the indentations on the walls of before represent…" Feng Bujue began to analyze the information he got right now. “The paper was no doubt explaining the plot, and the place where I am now is the place where the missing people were held. The little guy in the opening CG is the culprit of the disappearance, the so-called 'Pena Clan’ in the newspaper."
Feng Bujue sat down on the ground and thought with great interest: “Since this is the setting, it is not surprising that he can drag me with one hand. Perhaps it is because the strength of a Penaese is naturally larger than a common person in this world.” He touched his chin, "Well, it’s hard to say what the ‘people’ of the world look like, maybe they all have three eyes, men and women have beards, or maybe they’re all hairy… “
If it's a normal player, he might be thinking: Is this supposed to be a script of western magical civilization with technology level after the industrial revolution?
But Feng Bujue's thought that broke through the sky was thinking of something else… So far, he has only seen one person in the opening CG, and he has not seen his face. From a scientific point of view, it is obvious that the only individual cannot be used as the basis for confirming the theory. He shall at least see a hundred people in this world and then make the definition of "normal people". Before that, he can make assumptions about anything he hasn't seen before.
He didn’t see anyone’s face in the script, so he could assume what they look like; He hasn’t seen anybody in the world do addition and subtraction, so he can also assume that they’re using duodecimal; He had never seen "Satchi" money, so maybe it was made by animal’s tongue…
In a word, the world is limited, the imagination is infinite, what imprisons people’s thought is only "thought" itself. From Feng Bujue's perspective, “Worldview” is something you can think with various infinite possible. Numerous traversing novels had depicted the MC to another world with humans as the subject but only different civilizations or histories. For Feng Bujue, if a human could travel in a parallel universe, it would be normal to cross over to a colony of orangutans or rhinoceros people 1).
He sat on the ground for a long time, rearranged his thoughts of what he had seen and heard as he entered the script through the limited contents of the newspaper.
The household items, the size of the bed, the size of the door, the size of the plastic bucket……Are all his evidences.
“Well… Still no idea.” More than ten minutes later, Feng Bujue shrugged and smiled. “Interesting.”
He put away the little newspaper, drew out the first drawer from the little wooden cabinet and checked it for 360 degrees, and then opened the second.
There’s something inside that could make people cry for joy.
[Name: Prison No. 2 key]
[Type: Plot related]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Function: Disappear immediately after use, and then the door of Prison No. 2 can be opened or closed freely.]
[Whether can be taken out of the script: No]
[Note: It’s a key that easy to get.]
“I felt like the comment was useless on guiding but just mocking the player……" Feng Bujue roasted, putting the key away, and went over the second drawer in his accustomed way.
The last drawer was empty, but it had two Arabic numerals written in blood: 38.
“For the usual solving wat, it's supposed to be part of a code.” Feng Bujue thought, then he pulled out the drawer and examined it, making sure it was the only clue. Then he got up and searched the room again.
Before leaving the room, he had a new discovery. There were arrows on the iron door that facing the room. The arrows, like the room number outside, were painted in oil paint.
The line of this arrow's not straight, but an upward convex arc with direction to the right.
“Oh, oh… Well, I seem to understand.” Laughed Feng Bujue when he saw the arrow.
He then entered Prison No. 2 and saw the same little wooden cabinet, with another clipping newspaper in the top drawer, but its contents were not successive with Cell No. 1.
“With the death of constable Mr. Carry in the manhunt, the ‘Pena Clan’ rumours have been further corroborated. The Royal Mages Army began to move, and they have sent three armed alchemists and five captains of the mechanical regiment to the town. The amount of money offered by the public has reached an unprecedented 100, 000 Satchi, and according to someone, Magpie, a mysterious bounty hunter using dark magic, has also appeared in the town.
“Ha… It’s getting more and more interesting.” commented Feng Bujue.
Just like the first cell, the little wooden cabinet in Prison No. 2 had the key to the next cell in the middle drawer, and the number on the bottom drawer was 69. There was also a convex arrow on the iron gate pointed to left in a semicircle.
And then Prison No. 3, 4, 5 had the similar design.
Three newspaper clippings were as follows:
“The bodies of Magpie and three armed alchemists were found on the outskirts of the town, and panic began to spread in the town. This morning, the new sheriff announced an emergency call of troops from nearby towns and the Iron Blade Horsemen to help, and a curfew was imposed. Those who leave their homes in the streets at night can be arrested and those who resist can be directly suppressed by force.”
“The curfew has been in place for two weeks and things are under control. According to the latest official announcement, the number of missing people has remained at 67 without any further increase. But the curfew is not likely to be lifted until Badger Month.
The third section of newspaper clippings also had the title: “The Penaese was already dead?”
“The long curfew was lifted yesterday, the Iron Blade Knights were withdrawn from the town, the linchpins were in partial retreat, Royal Mages Army’s fact-finding mission was in place…… There were indications that the case had been resolved, but the authorities remained silent. The terror that has plagued the town for nearly a Staroom season seems to have dissipated, but none of the missing have returned, and no reports of dead bodies have been found. Is the culprit already captured? Or is it a temporary retreat in the dark?”
Feng Bujue folded all the newspaper clippings he found in order and put them in pockets. As for the figures and arrows, he had them all in his head.
He walked in Prison No. 6 which, not surprisingly, contained no small wooden cabinet but a large safe box.
“Well… Mechanical compass lock, 80 scales… Automatic code destruction after opening the lock, no traces, small size, mechanical structure, no power supply, can adapt to all kinds of bad places… The classic is always classic.” Feng Bujue squatted in its front: “Regrettably, I know the password… “
“So… First clockwise, 38, then counterclockwise… ‘he said, and began to operate the lock.
He guessed the pattern of the puzzle from Prison No. 1. The curved arrow and number were the direction and scale, and the room number was the step.
After a few tinker, the lock of the safe box was opened. Even fool could guess that the thing in it must be the key to the door to the underground 1F.
But……
“What the……”Feng Bujue looking at the things in front of him and suddenly felt a sense of being teased.
There’s a little safe box in the big one…
The small box was only half the size of the large one outside. On the top of the box, there was a glass bottle. Feng Bujue took it and he saw the description.
[Name: Perfume]
[Type: Plot related]
[Quality: Ordinary]
[Function: Unknown]
[Whether can be taken out of the script: Yes]
[Note: Fragrant, Aromatic.]
“What is that… I would like to say 'A bottle of perfume is forever'." 2) Feng Bujue said, “…… But this is the third thing that can be taken out of the script: soap, dentures, perfume… What’s the logic? Is it a toothbrush next time?”
The item was not properly in his pocket, so he put it in his bag. Today, Feng Bujue is also a man with 15 spaces, which is more convenient than the poor days of 10.
“Well, how about this little one… "Feng Bujue immediately tried the password of the large safe box, failed.
“Ha! No surprise for that.” He said, resetting the lock and put the code order opposite, but still failed.
“I can't underestimate you…… “He divided all the codes by two and tried again. Failed and failed.
“Ah! “Feng Bujue now beginning to envy those pure fighting players. He gripped his fist and stared at that small safe:” All the martial arts… can be solved… “3) The next second, he used the title skill [See my move] with fighting specialist.
After a blow on the small safe, the air began to bursting and rumbling.
Three seconds later, the skill stopped. The box was completely undamaged, but Feng Bujue's survival value was decreased 3% with a painful fist.
“Well, I just wanted to say that line.” He roasted himself.
After a sigh, he continued trying to open the lock by code… But as he says, this lock is a classic design, with millions of possible, how could it be solved by trying? Even it’s just a six-digit combination lock, there could theoretically be as many as a million combinations, for Feng Bujue's luck level, he shall try at least half of a million……
“Ah…" A nameless fire rose up in Feng Bujue's heart: “This script… Is forcing people hammering their eggs to suicide?
He stopped trying, got up, and went back into reasoning time. “What else am I missing? Flip the numbers… Addition, subtraction, multiplication, division…… Is it a prime number……"
He thought about it for a while, tried it again, and half an hour had passed… During those thirty minutes, he tried almost every possible combination to determine one thing… The code for this small box has nothing to do with the big one.
“Fuc*!" In a fit of rage, he pulled the small safe out of the large one, "If I can use the generate……” Before he could finish, the box fell on his feet because of the inertia of his movement.
Unexpectedly, the weight of the box was much heavier than it looked. With his strength in the game, it was ok for him to grab a 100kg barbell, so he did not think too much when carrying the box outward. As a result, he lifted then smashed his own feet.
He lost 3 more percent for the smash. Don’t underestimate this, Feng Bujue was a 27-level player, not the level of elbow cracks rotten walls and lost survival value anymore.
“What the… So heavy… “Feng Bujue said,” Lead antimony alloy?" As soon as this was said, he had an idea in his mind…
He sat down and pushed the box over to examine it. Sure enough, a round hole was seen at the bottom