Thriller Paradise

About twenty minutes later, Feng bujue carried the barefooted brother by the head and arrived at a corner of the base.

Igor was still walking in front of him with weapons and several tools, acting as a bodyguard and a Pathfinder.

"Alright, we're in the corner. How do we get to the room with the experiment report?" After Feng bujue stood still, he said to the barefoot brother,"

"Let me make this clear first ..." The barefooted brother replied."Because you said you couldn't see the sign, I can't confirm which of the four corners of the base 'this corner' is. So, the destination we'll arrive at might not be the right one."

"It's fine. " "If this is wrong," Feng bujue said,"we can just start from another corner. It will just take more time." He paused for a moment."But ... Let me make this clear first ..." He cast a cold look at the barefooted brother."It doesn't matter if we go to the wrong room, but if we are led to some strange place later, such as ... A trap, or a place where your kind is present, then ... You can only pray for yourself after that."

Brother barefoot's expression changed when he heard this.

Indeed, a similar idea had already emerged in the barefooted brother's mind on his way here, and he was just about to put it into action.

However, Feng bujue had given him a 'warning' in advance. He had clearly said,"I have already seen through your little trick. If you dare to use it, you will have to consider the consequences."

"Hmph ..." After a few seconds of hesitation, the barefooted brother had no choice but to compromise. He snorted and said,"then let me make this clear ... The room where the experiment report is stored is very close to the room where we held the 'ritual'. "Although we've scattered all over the base after the ceremony, I'm not sure if there are other people nearby ..." He paused for half a second."So, if you meet my kind on the way or get attacked near that room, don't say that I deliberately led you into a trap ..."

These words showed that this monster had already made his bottom line clear.

Two seconds later, Feng bujue replied expressionlessly,""Sure, tell me ... How do I get there?"

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The corridor was straight and bright, and there were basically no obstacles, so brother Jue and Igor walked very quickly.

After walking for about twelve minutes, they arrived at the destination that the barefooted brother had mentioned.

I didn't run into anything along the way ... When he stood at the door of the room, Feng bujue thought to himself, perhaps ... The place is not right?

His reasoning was not wrong, because when he tried to open the door, the prompt he got was [can not be opened].

Thus, they could only choose to set off in another corner to re-establish their coordinates.

This process would have taken about half an hour ... And this was on the basis that they did not encounter any monsters or other incidents along the way.

However, they were in luck. After walking straight to the other 'edge' of the base for seven to eight minutes, the barefoot man suddenly said,""Wait ... I found the room for the 'ritual'."

"Oh?" When Feng bujue heard that, he immediately stopped and lowered his head to ask,"which one?"

"Turn left at the fork we just passed." "There's a lot of blood in the ritual room," the barefooted brother replied."Although it's no longer flowing, I can still sense it at this distance ..."

Hearing that, brother Jue immediately gave Igor a look. The latter understood tacitly and entered a state of alert, holding his saber and going first.

The two of them retreated a few meters away and turned in the direction that the barefooted brother had pointed out.

At this time, Igor was focused and moved his feet quietly. It was obvious that ... This was not the first time he had experienced this kind of situation.

Although Igor was not a professional soldier, he had indeed fought in Wars and had quite a lot of combat experience.

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In 1942, in the cold winter filled with death and covered in ice and snow, the Soviet Union, Romania, Hungarians, Germans ... Gathered in a place called stalinger. They used their blood to write a very important stroke in the history of human war.

To the people of the Soviet Union, stalinberg was a place they absolutely did not want to lose. Not only did the city have an irreplaceable symbolic meaning, but more importantly, it was the key traffic hub between the central region of the Soviet Union and the important economic regions in the South. It was close Moscow in the North and the Persian Gulf in the South. The southwest and Southwest were the main producing areas of the Soviet Union's grain, coal, and oil. If they lost this place, they would probably lose the entire war. Perhaps ... The entire history of mankind would be rewritten.

On July 28th of the same year, Stalin issued the famous Order No. 227,"do not take a step back!"

Igor was one of the members of the Soviet Army who received this order ...

He was only nineteen years old that year. He didn't want to go to the battlefield. He just wanted to be a worker, or a Shoemaker like his dead father.

He hoped to live a stable life, he hoped to be able to love like a normal young man, he hoped to be filial to his bedridden mother, and he hoped to let his starving sister have a full meal every day.

However, the war ... Left him with no other choice.

Stalinger in October was known as the "killing furnace," and Igor stayed in the furnace until the end of the battle.

As a new recruit who had not received much military training, it was almost a miracle to be sent to the battlefield ...

In the spring of the following year, Igor was forced to retire from the Army because of an injury and amputation.

When he returned home, his mother and sister had already passed away, and the originally poor house had only four walls left.

He was only twenty years old, and he had already become a crippled vagrant.

Just like that, seven years passed by ... It should have been the best seven years of his life, but to him, every day felt like a year.

Until one day ... Some people in military uniforms came to tell him that he had been selected by the government to accept a free "treatment plan."

At that time, Igor, who was already beyond cure, naturally had no reason to refuse.

However, he did not expect that ... He was not here to receive any treatment, but to be an experimental subject ...

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"You don't have to be so careful." The barefooted brother's sudden words broke the short silence."There won't be any ambushes in the room."

"How did you know?" Feng bujue looked at him."I don't think you can sense each other's location, right?"

If the monsters could sense each other, they wouldn't have to worry about being beheaded and being left somewhere undiscovered, so this deduction was definitely correct.

"Because we won't stay in one place and not move." "Calm down, wait ..." The barefooted brother replied."These things are driving us crazy."

"Alright, it's a valid reason." As Feng bujue said that, he gave Igor a look.

Igor, who was already standing in front of the door, reached out and pushed the metal door.

Creak creak

The sound of the metal axis turning made one's hair stand on end.

The smell of blood wafted out from behind the opened door ...

Igor's sense of smell had also become very sensitive, so he felt quite uncomfortable standing there.

"I'll ... Do it here. " At that moment, Feng bujue walked forward and walked into the room before Igor.

He was so sure because he had confirmed that there was no monster in the room when he stood behind Igor ...

The room wasn't very big, taking up about 30 square meters. The lights in the room were on, so the room was clear at a glance. On the wall opposite the door, there was an immovable concrete platform, and it was just enough for one person to lie down on.

At this moment, the concrete platform looked like an anvil that had been used countless times but had never been washed. Layers of blood of different depths covered its surface ... It was also mixed with skin, flesh, internal organ fragments, hair, broken bones, and many other indistinguishable things.

"Explain the principle of the ritual." Feng bujue stood in the room and looked around. Then, he picked up the barefooted brother's head and looked him in the eye.

"We can cut them open without letting them bleed." The barefoot brother's answer contained a lot of information."It can also make people bleed out without any wounds." As he spoke, he glanced at the surface of the concrete platform."Under the bloodstains, there is a ritual circle drawn by The Whisperer. Only 'he' knows how to use 'power'."

"The Whisperer?" Feng bujue used a probing tone to signal for a more detailed explanation.

"I don't know what he is. I only know the name 'Whisperer' in my head, as if I know how to walk." "He doesn't look any different from us," the barefooted brother continued."It's just that ... He seems to know more than we do."

"The ritual can only be carried out when The Whisperer is present??" Feng bujue asked again.

"No, as long as the formation is drawn, anyone can complete it." As soon as the barefooted brother said the word "success," he felt that something was wrong. Hey! What are you doing?"

Feng bujue ignored him. He took two steps forward and used the barefoot man's face to wipe the ritual table as if nothing had happened.

A few seconds later, he used a series of rough movements to wipe away a large area of the blood, revealing the magic circle.

"Oh ... King Solomon's spell Department, huh?" Feng bujue studied the formation for a few seconds and mumbled to himself.

"Bastard! What are you doing!" In the next second, the barefoot brother, whose face was covered in filth, shouted angrily.

Feng bujue ignored the man's complaint and silently engraved the formation in his mind. Then, he continued in a calm tone,""Okay, take us to the room where the experimental report is ... Since you know that this place is not far from there, it should be fine to locate it from here, right?"

"Damn it ..." The barefooted brother was furious, but he was helpless ... He had already fallen into the hands of others. On the way here, Feng bujue had already told him how he had treated the monster earlier. The barefooted brother did not want to end up like that, or even worse.

Therefore, he could only continue to swallow his anger and point the way for brother Jue and the others.

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After exiting the 'ritual room', they turned right, passed two crossroads, and then turned left. The first room was the 'archive room'.

The door was also locked, and when Feng bujue tried to pick the lock, he received a special system notification.[This lock is already rusted. Even the key can't open it. It seems to be a better choice to open it with brute force.]

"Hmm ... The hint is quite clear." When the voice rang in his ears, Feng bujue started to plan in his mind, but without Igor's help, how is the player going to activate the system?

Although he had a set of ready-made solutions, he would still think about such problems, which would often allow him to grasp more information.

About five seconds later, Feng bujue thought of three possible ways to activate it.

The first was to lure a monster and use positioning to use the power of the monster's attack to activate it.

This hypothesis was the least likely because it was too difficult to implement ... Of course, it was not entirely impossible because the perspective of the monsters was very limited. They usually had to walk very close to find the door. Furthermore ... If the players ran at full speed, they would not be much slower than the monsters. This scenario was designed to allow the players to use the maze-like terrain and the monsters 'perspective to escape when they encountered monsters alone, so brother Jue still listed this as one of the possibilities.

The second was to open the door with the help of an NPC.

This "NPC" naturally did not refer to hidden rewards like Igor, but the characters that had a certain connection to the main storyline. Perhaps there was someone that he could negotiate with among the monsters, like The Whisperer or one of the victims of the ritual ... But brother Jue could not confirm that for now.

Third, there was a higher probability that the player would kick the door open.

Feng bujue tried that possibility on the spot.

Without saying a word, he kicked the door lock with a roundhouse kick. (When kicking a door, side kicks and roundhouse kicks are more efficient than kicking the door from the front with the soles of your feet. In most movies, the method of kicking the door from the front is actually unscientific.) For more details, please see Bell. But ... The door didn't move at all.

At that moment, Feng bujue came up with another theory. Let's assume that of the three options, the first option's probability is too low and it's not feasible, and the second option doesn't exist. Under the premise of only considering the third plan ... As long as one of the prerequisites was established, the plan could be achieved.

And the "prerequisite" was that the players of the game had to inject themselves with vnovoid 9 and successfully mutate.

"Igor." After thinking for a moment, Feng bujue said,"this place ... I'll have to trouble you to come."

Brother Jue still had no intention of carrying out the conclusion that came from all these assumptions, but ... After thinking about it, he had more confidence in the fact that 'vnovoid 9 would work on players'. To put it simply ... Because of the increased amount of known information, the theoretical probability of this was increased.

"Sure, no problem." Igor did not know what brother Jue was thinking. He simply responded, took three steps forward, and kicked the door.

Bang!

Igor's first kick was just a test to see what it felt like, so he did not use all his strength.

However, he didn't expect that ... This kick would directly open the heavy metal door, and even the wall next to the lock was broken. (To be continued.) "If you like this work, you're welcome to come to Qidian.com to give your recommendation and monthly vote. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile users, please read on M.Qidian.com.)