"Is there not enough of them?" the little girl asked, "I still have a lot of bombs here, but I need others to throw them with me."
"Now that the window openings are blocked, I'm afraid it won't be easy to throw them away. If the threads are broken, I'm afraid they will come back soon," Ai Jiangping said.
"Those threads look like they are alive." Shi Shuai suggested, "How about we try poisoning them?"
Tang Xian thought he was fanciful, "I've never heard that objects can be poisoned."
"If you can't get poisoned, then try something else." The commander said, taking out a bucket of potion and laughing, "This is a good thing. There is no one in the world who is not afraid of it."
When the lid was opened, a subtle pungent smell came out. Zuo Lei, who was closest, seemed to recognize what it was, and his expression changed and he quickly stopped it. However, before he could reach out, the commander turned the bucket over.
The splashing liquid poured out with the sound of corrosion. It did cause some threads to break and melt, but at the same time, it also caused the remaining sentient threads to quickly retract and then dance wildly in the air!
The next second was a rare scene in the game where sulfuric acid rained down from the sky. The thing made a chirping sound wherever it was thrown, even the defensive barrier. The group had to move back, but it broke due to corrosion.
The number of threads increased, and the ball of threads that had been tangled together a moment ago unraveled and came towards them mercilessly!
"Look at the good things you have done!" Tang Xian scolded Shi Shuai angrily.
The middle-aged man pretended to be innocent and made a playful move, "I didn't mean it."
"I'm going to beat you to death!" Tang Xian couldn't bear it anymore. Just as he was about to retreat, he bumped into the little girl who couldn't dodge. The opponent's defense barrier was somewhat special and had a certain degree of aggression. His barrier was shattered in one fell swoop. Tang Xian
Two drops of medicine were splashed on the arm, and the skin was immediately melted to create two holes.
"Why do I only meet people like this?"
Others also wanted to ask, the culprit, Shi Shuai, ran faster than anyone else and left them behind as a shield. The little girl who looked a little confused was even more speedy and would dodge every time she was attacked.
Behind others, there were also high-pitched screams.
Xu Huo used defensive props and took the painting girl with him, avoiding the white thread and the players around him. No one wanted to be a shield. In the small space, the players started fighting overtly and covertly.
He avoided the commander who was knocked back by Tang Xian and watched him fall to the ground before saying: "There is no road in front and back, so block both sides."
Zuo Lei used a large defensive barrier to cover everyone at once, but in this way, they were completely blocked in the corridor by the white silk thread.
"Yes, it's not much better than before." Tang Xian leaned against the wall and glanced at the teacher and the little girl coldly.
"Let's just blow it up." The little girl stopped screaming now and suggested.
"Excuse me, do you want all of us to be buried with you?" Zuo Lei interrupted her angrily, "Also, can you stop shouting at the top of your voice? You haven't gotten used to it after such a long time?"
"Aren't you afraid of danger?" The little girl didn't think she had done anything wrong. "Everyone vents their emotions in different ways. It's healthy for me."
Zuo Lei was too lazy to tell her.
The little girl didn't say anything in the end and huddled in the corner counting bombs.
The painting girl patted Xu Huo's arm, and the communication device said she should go into the window to take a look.
Xu Huo shook his head slightly. There was no need. Their purpose was not to destroy the sealed props. If there was only one way in but no way out, there would be suspicions of killing the players secretly. If there were more missing players, outsiders would not think that the fish feast was
It is a player's hunting ground, but a private hunting ground. Since Fish Banquet has existed for so long and these problems have not been exposed, it means that there are certain internal rules.
Just like this locked up prop.
However, I have searched outside and found no exit, so I also need to check the window openings.
He took out several micro recorders, applied some glue on them, and inserted them directly into the window in front of him.
This window hole in the defensive barrier had always been closed. He only opened it for a moment, but he was very lucky and did not encounter the situation where the thread just came out.
After throwing the things in, he looked at the received picture outside.
Large swaths of white silk thread almost completely cover the picture, but the good thing is that the inside is better than the outside, except that it is crowded near the window hole, and the silk threads inside are hung loosely, making it look like a drying yard.
"Isn't this a silk hole?" The commander came over and took a look, "It must be a spider prop!"
The space inside the window hole is also very large. I haven't seen anything other than silk threads for the time being. Several recorders didn't take pictures of the prop itself, but they did take pictures of a door not far away.
Zuo Lei roughly estimated the location, "That's exactly where we came from just now. I remember there is no entrance or exit there."
"Doesn't that mean it's an entrance to the outside?" The commander high-fived, "It's just a little troublesome to get in."
"It's hard to say whether it's an entrance or an exit." Tang Xian, who had just proposed to go in, now disagrees with the risk, "It's not necessarily a space portal, it could be a trap. If you want us to go out, why should we seal the door? I think
That's more likely to be the maintenance passage in the Yuyan Building."
This means that only staff may be able to enter and exit there, mainly to check the status of the props.
"There is something here." The little girl pointed to the corner of the screen.
Xu Huo zoomed in on the screen and found that there were several abnormal creases in an area completely covered by silk threads. It looked like it was covered with some relatively large object.
The micro recorder changed its angle, and then everyone could roughly see the outline of the thing.
"This is...a piano?" Ai Jiangping said unconfidently.
"It's not a piano, it should be a loom." Xu Huo said, "It's a very old thing."
"Loom?" The little girl has never seen it before and can't imagine it. "Aren't looms just machines? I've seen them in my dad's factory. They are very big and fully automatic. They only need a robot.
Achieve full management..."
Others don't want to hear any more. Many of the props created in the game are based on the cultural history of each district. An antique loom is nothing.
"Then this loom is quite powerful." The commander-in-chief said what the others were thinking, "How about we just steal it out, wouldn't we kill two birds with one stone?"
A piece of prop that is lying there without anyone taking care of it. Even if it has an owner, as long as it is placed in the luggage compartment, its original owner will die one day, and then he will find a good prop in vain.
