Xiao Chen's voice was not too quiet, and the room was eerily silent, so Jian Yao could naturally hear what he said clearly.
Xiao Chen's question was also what Jian Yao was confused about. Why did a person who should have appeared on the third or fourth floor appear from the ceiling on the nineteenth floor?
It's impossible that the flesh walls and flesh mud floors here are actually connected to each other, right? Could it be that the human body can be freely transported to any corner of this building in the pollutants in this building?
If this is the case, then these pollutants should have their own consciousness or be controlled by some existence. Just why Xiao Chen was sent to the room where they were, this makes Jian Yao confused.
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Logically speaking, the pollutants in this building and the beings who can control these pollutants should be on a united front with the mutants here.
They should be wishing that all the sworn enemies whose mission was to clean up their existence would disappear. How could they let Xiao Chen appear here unscathed, and even send him to them?
It's almost like a trap, suggesting to them, "I've set a trap on the third and fourth floors, just come if you have the guts."
Jian Yao couldn't be stupid enough to run to the third or fourth floors of this building to investigate just because of Xiao Chen's words and the strange feeling he had.
Who knows if the appearance of Xiao Chen was because the person behind it deliberately lured them to the third or fourth floors downstairs.
Perhaps there were no clues on the ground floor of this building, only dangers that would kill them.
But now, apart from the clue that was delivered to their door, Jian Yao and the others don't know any other clues at all.
If they ignored this clue, they would have no other clues at hand and would still be just wandering around.
When Jian Yao thought of this, she turned her attention to the spirit standing aside. Isn't there just a being here who can sense whether the development of things is good or bad?
"Ling, can you sense whether there is anything we want on the third or fourth floors of this building? Or, if we go to the floors below, will this thing be good or bad?"
Ling frowned and took the induction seriously, but this time she frowned and remained silent for too long, as if she encountered some difficulty during the induction process and stumped her.
In fact, this is indeed the case. She has been flexible for more than ten years and has never encountered such a thing. Her intuition has never experienced such a situation.
She had always had smooth sailing, but now she encountered a problem she had never encountered before.
Ling's brows were furrowed tightly, and there was a hint of hesitation in her voice when she spoke to Jian Yao. She said, "My senses tell me there are good and bad, but I can't tell the difference."
In it, do the good parts account for more or the bad parts account for more?”
In other words, when you go downstairs, you will definitely encounter some good things, but it is not entirely good, and some bad things will also happen.
Now Ling just doesn't know whether there are more good things or bad things, which is why she has been sensing it seriously just now, but she just can't sense anything specific.
So will you encounter clues downstairs? Or will you encounter a heavy ambush from mutants after encountering a clue?
No one can explain this kind of thing clearly, and Ling can't feel the specific details, so should they go downstairs to investigate?
[Can only blindly beep: Obviously, this is a trap. I boldly guess that the real clue is upstairs! 】
[Can only blindly beep: Xiao Chen is sent by the mutant to confuse the anchors and others, and make them go in the opposite direction, and they will be farther and farther away from the real clues]
[As someone who loves music: I am the opposite of your point of view. I think the real clue is indeed downstairs, but an ambush has been set up near the clue, waiting for the anchor and others to pass by]
[Just for those who love music: Even if the anchor gets the clue, it will be useless, because the surroundings are ambushed by mutants, and there is no way to leave]
No other clues could be found on Xiao Chen, and Ling Ye felt unclear whether their choice to go downstairs was a good or bad choice. How should they choose?
Should we go downstairs? Or not?
Jian Yao thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out which one to choose? Why not just leave your fate to the coin? The literal meaning is to go, the fancy meaning is not to go...
Oh, wait, she didn’t prepare such an important selection tool in her system backpack! What should we do? Should we use the most traditional rock-paper-scissors to decide the outcome?
When Jian Yao was having a headache, she suddenly saw a special prop in her system backpack.
To be honest, if she hadn't opened her backpack and checked it, she wouldn't have remembered that she had these roads.
There is no way, after all, she has too many props. Sometimes she really can't remember which props she has. Just like if you have tens of billions of properties, you can't remember the number after the decimal point.
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This is just a small happy worry for Jian Yao.
Jian Yao no longer remembers which dungeon she got this prop from.
What she took out from the system backpack was a music box stained with old blood.
[Item name: Weird music box
Item description: The music box can predict what will happen in the future and sing it in the form of a ballad. However, after each prediction, a B-level monster will be summoned]
This music box is not large, and the palms of Jian Yao's two hands are enough to be completely covered by its base.
After opening the music box, you can see a plastic doll that looks like a girl in the middle of the music box.
It was as if it was wearing a dress made of starry sky fabric, standing quietly in the center of the music box. Its face and other body parts were as deep and black as the color of the universe.
I can't tell what it looks like at all, and I can't tell whether it's male, female, or genderless.
This doll gave Jian Yao an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but why it looked so familiar, Jian Yao really couldn't figure out the reason.
It was as if she had seen its true appearance by chance in the past, but it was so shocking that it exceeded the acceptable range of human beings, so she couldn't remember it for long.
Even if she remembers it, it's not far from the point where she completely falls into madness.
Jian Yao did not continue to struggle with this issue. Anyway, she would remember it when she should. It cannot be said that she is a Buddhist. It can only be said that if she is not a Buddhist, then she is looking for trouble for herself.
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Life is only a short one hundred years. Even with the attribute point bonus of the horror game, if she is lucky, she will only live to be a few hundred years old. If she cares about these messy things, it will only make her already little.
Another part of time is lost.
There is a small metal clockwork on the back of the music box. After Jian Yao twists it a few times, the puppet on the music box starts to rotate with the clockwork.