Female white-collar workers did not believe that before they saw how powerful the conquerors were, they were only particularly afraid of Vietnamese men because of their male status.
"I can protect you!" The Vietnamese man waved his hand, slapped it on the buttocks of the female white-collar worker, then put it in front of his nose and smelled it, "It smells good, it must be Chanel No. 5."
"Help us!" A female white-collar worker asked Tang Zheng for help.
In addition to being a compatriot, Tang Zheng's handsome appearance also won him a lot of favor.
In view of what happened to the two white-collar workers, new Chinese people began to gather together spontaneously, and Southeast Asians also gathered according to their nationality.
"Can you stop? Let's find a way out first!" the red-haired man suggested, "We are all conquerors, so stop pretending to be a big-tailed wolf!"
"What the hell is this place?" After searching to no avail, the burly scarred man lost his temper, kicked the iron door hard, and then walked quickly to the table.
Bang, the burly man roughly opened the drawer and scattered the debris on the floor.
"Stop!" Tang Zheng frowned and yelled, but the scarred man didn't care at all and yelled back, "Who the hell do you think you are!"
Tang Zheng didn't want to expose his ability, so he sprinted forward, jumped in front of the scarred man, and punched hard.
The big man was not afraid at all and took a boxing stance, but before he could punch, his vision went black, a huge pain came from his mouth, and he flew up with his body.
Tang Zheng punched the big man on the chin, sending him flying into the air. He then clasped his hands together, raised them above his head, and smashed him down hard.
Bang, the big man fell to the ground like mud and fainted.
The entire prison-like secret room fell into a dead silence. Several conquerors moved their eyes over and looked at Tang Zheng carefully.
"It seems that if you beat the newcomers, there will be no points deduction." Tang Zheng looked at the team's points on the watch screen and joked, then his face darkened, "I don't care what you do to the newcomers. But no damage is allowed.
Everything in the room.”
"What do you mean?" the Vietnamese man was angry. "Why do you give orders?"
"Are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be stupid? This is obviously a secret room survival. There must be clues to get out of the room. If you destroy it, how can you find it?" The Indian man looks like an elite. As a third-level hero, he has this kind of confidence.
"Why do you have to make it so troublesome? Can't you just crack it with force? It's just a broken iron door." The Vietnamese man didn't care. He just wanted to release his ability and showed it to the two female white-collar workers, but found that his ability was restricted.
"What's wrong?" Seeing the change in the Vietnamese man's expression, the Indian man asked in surprise.
"Nothing!" The Vietnamese man was not hopelessly stupid and did not answer. However, the conquerors all noticed that their abilities had disappeared.
For a moment, the conquerors who thought they were not in danger all looked solemn. They had lost all their abilities and only had physical strength left. They were too weak.
"Huh? Is there a problem with the ability?" Tang Zheng tried the gravity field, which is the hardest to find, but it was still there, which made him hesitate in his judgment.
"Ding dong, the Indian man answered correctly. From now on, your abilities will be taken away, and the use of space props is restricted. You can only use your intelligence to crack the secret room."
The announcement of the Trojan horse caused an uproar among the conquerors.
"In addition to deducting points for destroying items in the room, you will also receive punitive electric shocks. Please note that it is an electric shock for all, which means that if one person makes a mistake, everyone will be punished, and the effect of your protective clothing will be cancelled, so don't
Relying on his status as a conqueror, he acts unscrupulously."
"As the number of punishments increases, the intensity of each electric shock will gradually increase. Of course, if you use violence to break through the iron door and get out, you can do it, but you will have to bear the consequences of deducting huge points and super strong electric shocks."
"The faster you get out, the more points you will be rewarded. These points are crucial for the subsequent Holy Land War, so please cherish them."
"If you haven't escaped successfully after twenty-four hours, you will be wiped out!"
Ignoring the whispers of the toys, Trojan finished explaining the rules of the game and fell silent.
"Don't move around, roll over to the corner over there and squat down." After the Vietnamese man was shocked, he reacted and roared at everyone, "I am a third-level hero, so I am the boss here."
The two female white-collar workers ran away like rabbits with an arrow. It was important to crack the secret room, and the Vietnamese man didn't care to play with them.
"Be careful, you didn't hear me, I scratched the floor, I'll rip off your skin!" The red-haired man roared, looking at the surrounding walls, anxious, he was not an intellectual person in the first place, and he was blinded for a moment.
"Hey, aren't you a dick? Find a way!" The Vietnamese man nodded his chin at the Indian man. As for Tang Zheng and his entourage, they were completely ignored.
"It's useless to be impatient." The Indian man taught the Vietnamese man a lesson, walked to the table, and began to check. Looking at his skillful methods, it was obvious that he did this kind of thing frequently.
The Vietnamese man was so determined that he took aim at the beautiful black stockings of the female white-collar worker and had another evil thought.
"Why do I still have the ability? But more importantly, should I take the opportunity to kill them?" Tang Zheng squatted down, put his palm against a book, and sure enough, he sucked it up with gravity.
"Hey, don't move around, let the Indians find you." The Vietnamese man roared at Tang Zheng, "If we lose the clue, none of us will be able to get out."
"No, if I do it myself, I will become the target of public criticism. I will put myself in trouble and let them kill each other first, and then reap the benefits." Tang Zheng was thinking about it, and he already had murderous intentions. Ever since he entered the Holy Land, in order to dismantle the wooden horse,
He was ready to kill everyone.
"Hey, kid, didn't you hear me?" The Vietnamese man felt that he was being slighted and was very annoyed.
"Do you think this game will be similar to Chainsaw, where you need to kill people to pass the level?" Tang Zheng changed the topic and guided the Vietnamese man's thinking.
"Huh? With Silver Trojan's bad character, he can really do it." The Vietnamese man nodded.
"You're right. I've experienced similar secret rooms before, and I really need to kill people!" The Indian man looked at the newcomers and spat out bloody words, "You can kill someone who doesn't please you first and give it a try."
The newlyweds were like antelopes being stared at by a lion. The hairs on their backs suddenly stood up, and then there was the sound of a gun being pulled.
Some newcomers chose rifles, and now they finally thought of using them for self-defense. The conquerors were imprisoned in a small dark room for five days, but the newcomers only squatted for three hours, which was considered a kind of preferential treatment.
In the room at this time, the six conquerors were undoubtedly the leaders due to their outstanding physical fitness. However, with the addition of firearms, it became a bit unreliable. After all, the protective clothing and abilities were limited. No matter how strong their bodies were,
He couldn't bear the indiscriminate shooting.
In fact, conquerors can subdue newcomers and not die, but this comes with the risk of injury. It would be really bad if they bleed just after entering the game. You must know that they must consider the enemies they encounter in the future and try to stay in the best condition.
"What? You think I can't deal with you with a gun?" The Vietnamese man was not that stupid. He roared at his compatriots, "What are you still doing? Come here!"
In such a crisis, relying on a strong person is undoubtedly a good choice.
After a panic, only two Filipino men without a backstage were isolated. Looking at the eyes that kept looking at them, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads and they clenched their rifles tightly.
Tang Zheng continued to search for clues. He knew that the Vietnamese man would definitely be impatient. No matter what he proposed, he would become the main target of the Philippines' vigilance. This also meant that there was an 80% chance that a bullet would hit him.
The Indian man also considered the same problem and ignored the Vietnamese man even though he winked frequently.
The Vietnamese man kept jumping up and down and had long been the object of everyone's attention, so this little move could not be hidden from others. The two Filipinos finally couldn't bear the pressure and spoke in advance.
"Don't force us, or we will all die together." A Filipino actually took out a grenade from his backpack and hooked the ring with his finger.
The newcomers were in a commotion. Although they could not understand what they were saying, the threat was obvious, so they had to put away their evil thoughts and even stay away from the Filipinos.
"Fu~ck, Trojan is really generous." The Vietnamese man was depressed. It was a defensive grenade. If it exploded in such a small secret room, shrapnel would fly everywhere.
"Let me tell you, Trojan horses will not make newcomers unable to protect themselves!" The Indian man was not surprised and turned over the Bible. "Finally, I made a discovery."
"What?" The Vietnamese man ran over and craned his neck to browse.
"Some of the fonts were blackened by the pencil. It seems we need an eraser." The Indian man walked towards the table and didn't notice.
"Stop looking for it. I've seen it, and it's not there." A 1.5 meter Japanese woman said coldly, "There's only half a pencil."
"Can you erase the handwriting with saliva?" The Vietnamese man obviously didn't read many books. He was so stupid that the Japanese woman rolled her eyes in disgust.
"It will tear the pages of the book." The Indian man shook his head. Such a reckless man is not a threat at all. Let's deal with the Chinese first.
The Indian man stared at Tang Zheng. Although he could hide his clumsiness, the details he inadvertently revealed showed that he was a strong man, which greatly increased the Indians' vigilance.
"Give me the pencil!" Tang Zheng held a diary and asked for a pencil like a Japanese girl.
"What did you find?" The Japanese woman handed it over, her eyes fixed on the diary, "I just looked at this diary, and I didn't write anything."
"Really?" Tang Zheng flipped through a few pages and then scribbled them with pencil.
"Yeah." The Japanese woman curled her lips, "I trust my own judgment."
"Hey, if you want to draw comics, you can choose another time." The Vietnamese man sneered at Tang Zheng, obviously not thinking that he would find out.
"That's it!" The Indian man was indeed not stupid. He walked up to Tang Zheng, took a few glances, and found a clue.
"What's going on?" The Japanese woman was stunned when she saw that as Tang Zheng smeared the paper black, some of the dents on the writing were revealed.
"It's a very simple technique. Someone has written on the previous page, and the printed handwriting will appear naturally as soon as it is painted with graphite." The conquerors have all bought language specialization, so they don't have to worry about communication problems at all.
