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Chapter 012

"Well... this trick may be of some use for female players who are full of love." Feng Bujue turned his eyes away from the newspaper and glanced at the monkey in the cage. "If necessary, even in reality, I would not hesitate... Besides, this is just a game." He put down the newspaper, as if he had lost interest in the contents on it, "But... since I told me the more accurate weight, it should be considered a reminder."

He walked to the machine, squatted down, put his face close, and observed carefully. He turned around the machine, then knocked the machine's shell with his fist, and kicked it twice with his feet. Obviously, the shell of the machine is not just a layer of iron, but a very strong iron plate. The screws at the connection are tightly mounted, and it is impossible to disassemble with bare hands, and it is impossible to move with the power of a person.

There was no obvious gap on the surface of the machine, and the two meters were also fixed very firmly. In less than three minutes, it would be futile to find the loopholes from the machine itself.

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

He walked back to the middle of the room, picked up the doll, and sat on the small wooden chair himself. Because the chair was very small, Feng Bujue almost squatted when he sat.

"If you want to pass through this room without killing monkeys... in addition to the 7.5 kilograms of this chair and doll, you have to find another 7.5 kilogram of objects." He put his right elbow on his knees, tilted his head, and gently tapped his forehead with his index and middle fingers.

"That walkman weighs only two pounds to death, let alone the syringe. The clothes and running shoes are all restricted by the system. Well... I suddenly missed that stone. How could I get one or two pounds?" He smiled and said, "Then... in this room with all the bare sides, there is only one thing left 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 and embedded in a plastic lamp shell. It was hung by two wires and hung from the ceiling. The wires were wrapped around the two hanging wires.

The ceiling of this room is much lower than that outside, but it is still about four meters. The hanging light tubes are not close to the ceiling, but they are not in a height that can be sealed without any sense.

He stood up, stepped on the wooden chair, stood on tiptoe on this small stool, stretched his arms and measured it, but his fingertips were still about one foot away from the lamp tube. This distance was not long or short, but it was just unreachable. The chair under his feet was very small, and it was difficult to stand on it with both feet together. It was obviously unlikely to jump straight up and down if he wanted to reach the object above his head.

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

After reaching out to observe the distance, he glanced back at the timing, then laughed and said to himself: "It's very difficult to get up...ha...just to my wish."

After Feng Bujue thought for a moment, his eyes moved to the doll again. He seemed to have thought of a solution, ran over and picked up the doll, took off the black suit on the doll and held it in his hand, then returned to the wooden chair and stood up, grabbed one of the sleeves of the suit with his left hand and swung it upwards.

Although this little suit is only the size of a child's suit, it is enough to pass the lamp tube. The seal raised his right hand and grabbed the sleeve of the other suit above the lamp tube. The suit now faced the reins on the horse's mouth. The seal held both ends with both hands, and pulled it hard, and the hanging line on one side of the lamp tube was broken. One end of the fluorescent lamp's lamp shell drooped down, and the other end was still hanging by the thread, swaying under the ceiling like a sausage.

Now, Feng Bukunkai can directly grab the lamp tube. There are plastic shells on three sides of the lamp tube, so he doesn't need to worry about shattering the glass. Although the room fell into darkness due to the loss of lighting, it is not difficult to touch the lamp tube that was "floating" in front of him. After he grabbed the lamp tube, he used a little force and broke the thread at the other end, holding the fluorescent lamp tube more than one meter long and the plastic shell in his hand.

From now on, Feng Bujue counted the time in his heart, and there should be about 35 seconds left. In the darkness, the machine was still running, rumbling. He did not rush to the sound, but walked down from the chair carefully and used his feet to tentatively find the doll on the ground. After remembering the locations of these two things, he walked towards the machine while counting the steps.

It was simple to come to the machine. You can clearly know the position of the round mouth based on the sound alone. Feng Bujue retracted his head sideways and inserted the lamp into the machine. Two rows of gears crushed the fluorescent lamp and squeezed it down from the gap in it. Although some tiny broken glass sputtered out during the process, Feng Bujue was prepared for a long time and was not injured at all.

After three quarters of the lamp tube entered the machine, he spread his hands, turned around, faced the direction he had just walked, counted the steps, and walked quickly in the darkness. He deliberately controlled his stride, fearing that a big foot would go out and kick what he wanted to take, but he didn't have time to lie on the ground in the dark environment and touched it.

As expected, within ten steps, he gently touched the doll on the ground. Time was already very tight, and Feng Bujue quickly squatted down, grabbed the doll with one hand and held the small wooden chair with the other. He turned around and ran towards the machine. This time he didn't have to think about turning back, so he took a big step. He arrived in front of the machine in a few seconds and quickly threw the doll in.

The backrest of the wooden chair was slightly longer than the diameter of the round mouth. Feng Bujue had noticed this point long ago and kept it in mind. If he didn't consider this, he would find that the small wooden chair was stuck outside the opening and could not be stuffed in. However, Feng Bujue would not make such a mistake, never, before he pulled the light, he had thought about every step in the darkness.

While the machine was still crushing the doll, he grabbed the back of the wooden chair with one hand, slanted it to the ground, and stepped hard with his feet, deforming the board of the chair. Such a folded stool could be inserted into the round mouth without any trouble.

The last five seconds left in his mind, and the folded wooden chair was successfully filled into the machine. Almost three seconds later, the rumbling of the machine stopped. Because it was pitch black, the countdown and meter could not be seen. He didn't know whether he had stopped the game after 15 kilograms of weight or the time was exhausted, causing the machine to stop running.

In the next few seconds, the time was so long and difficult. Nothing happened. Feng Bujue's heart gradually sinks. Could it be that the light tube is not weighing enough? In real life, this suspended fluorescent lamp with lamp shell and light tube may have a model of less than 7.5 kilograms, but what I held in my hand just now seemed to have exceeded this weight. I believe this is also the weight deliberately set in the game. Is the idea of ​​solving the puzzle wrong? The only way to get out of this room is to kill the monkey?

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

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

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