Human bones …
This was indeed a human bone.
Lin Sanjiu sat cross-legged on the ground and stared at the small pile of broken bones in front of her.
She did not know when she started to be able to distinguish between human bones. Perhaps it was because she had seen too many of them.
When she was picking out the small pile of long and short bones from the garbage, she paid extra attention to it. As a result, she pulled out a handful of hair from a black substance that looked like the skin of a broken wall. Hair was a strange thing. Once it fell off, it would become extremely disgusting, not to mention the fact that it was entangled like a thick net, trapping countless mud, insect carcasses and grass roots. The owner of the hair was undoubtedly dead, which made it even more disgusting.
"That's quite a lot of hair. It doesn't look like it fell naturally." Lin Sanjiu recalled the time when the Pocket Dimension grabbed her hair. She began to wonder if there was a connection between the two. "Broken bones, dead man's hair … appearing in the Pocket Dimension …"
Tossing away her hair, she wiped her fingers on her pants.
The instance dungeon had also mentioned that many people who were unable to break through the secret room had been trapped to death here. In that case, it was normal for there to be human remains …
Even though that was what her rationality was telling her, Lin Sanjiu couldn't get rid of the strange feeling that lingered in her heart. The remnants of these humans had triggered her sharp intuition.
What exactly was wrong?
The sky was slowly mixed with a faint red, and the sunlight was getting heavier and heavier, elongating her shadow. It was cast on the concrete floor in front of her like another black corpse that had fallen and was not moving. There must have been many evolvers lying on the ground like this in the past, welcoming death.
"If the grand prize was here, he would have cracked the secret chamber long ago."
Lin Sanjiu sighed and looked up at the sky. The sun was about to reach the other side of the horizon, and there was not much natural light left for her to use. The remaining dusk fell on the card in his hand, and the bright reflection engulfed the [Hello? Half of the sentence was' Sister '.
"Contact him! Ask for his opinion, "Mrs. Manas urged." Aren't you worried about his condition? "
The card suddenly disappeared and was replaced by the communicator, its metal edges flashing under the sunlight.
Lin Sanjiu looked at it and hesitated for a moment. She did not call Ji Shanqing, but she could not bear to turn it back into a card. In the end, she placed it gently on the floor.
"It is precisely because I am worried about him that I cannot contact him." She stood up and walked towards the bushes in front of her. "He's probably in danger … I can't let him be distracted by me. Alright, is there anything else you've calculated? "
"That's a lot." Mrs. Manas sighed, "There is also a huge piece of barbed wire fence. I have no idea what it is used for. There are also a few loose pieces of clothing, such as a coat, a pair of pants … "
As Lin Sanjiu listened to the statistics, she began to inspect the floor carefully. Before the sun set, she hoped that she could at least rebuild the other half of the warehouse.
It was a long and tiresome work to stoop and rummage in the weeds; and as the sun grew fainter, the earth between the roots was gradually swallowed up in shadow. When dusk finally lost to darkness, Lin Sanjiu summoned her [Ability Polishing Agent]. She looked at a metal frame on the ground and exhaled.
"Hold on," she called out to Mrs. Manas, who was still sorting out the statistics, "What is this thing used for?"
The rusty metal frame was once firmly embedded in the ground. Now, it was still holding onto a few concrete slabs, extending intermittently through the bushes. As there were too many missing parts, Lin Sanjiu could not tell how long the metal frame was originally.
"Is this a door frame?" Lin Sanjiu asked doubtfully after observing it for some time. It looked like the frame at the bottom of a metal door.
"That's weird," Mrs. Manas said. Mrs. Manas asked, "Look, there are similar cement floorboards on both sides of the door. If this is the entrance, does that mean that the floorboards inside and outside the warehouse are the same?"
Shouldn't there be a pavement or a road after leaving the building?
No matter how hard she looked, there was only a patch of soil in front of her.
"Whether this is the door or not," Lin Sanjiu suddenly had an idea and stood up, "There is a way to find out."
After that, she stepped over the metal frame and strode into the weeds in front of her. Almost as soon as she took her second step, her boots stepped on the concrete floor again. She was back in the secret room filled with rows of shelves.
Lin Sanjiu turned her head and looked at the weeds in the distance. The [Ability Polishing Agent] she left behind was glowing with a silver light, turning the leaves of the grass white.
Sure enough, that was the door of the warehouse.
The door represented the end of the "secret room". If one didn't use the right method to exit the secret room, he would return to the secret room the moment he crossed the end. It seemed that this pocket dimension could move or fold the space.
"I finally found the door!" Lin Sanjiu couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief. She smiled, "This is a big breakthrough."
"What next? Looking for the key? "
"Maybe … But I only found a door frame. There's no lock. How do I open the door?" Lin Sanjiu walked over and picked up the [Ability Polishing Agent]. She shone it around. Now that the sky was completely dark, it was hard for her to find something as inconspicuous as the key with this small light source.
"No, this sequence is wrong … Before the key, there should be a wall, a door, and a lock on the door."
After Lin Sanjiu used the [Power of Description] to spread out the concrete floor, the weeds disappeared, and the warehouse finally looked like a warehouse. Using the two existing walls as the foundation, Lin Sanjiu tried to rebuild the other two walls. In her opinion, all four walls should be the same. However, for some reason, no matter how she described the other two walls, they didn't move at all.
"This pocket dimension gives too few hints," Lin Sanjiu grumbled. Feeling a little annoyed, she used the tip of her foot to dig at the pile of junk and complained, "There's no key in this pile of junk. What clue can it give me —"
Before she could finish her sentence, a small object fell on the concrete floor with a clang.
Lin Sanjiu and Mrs. Manas fell silent at the same time.
It was a key that was only the length of half a pinky finger. It was covered with a layer of yellow rust. Even when it was exposed to the silver light, it didn't reflect any light.
"It can't be, right?" When Lin Sanjiu quickly grabbed the key, Mrs. Manas stammered, "The pocket dimension is so simple and cooperative. Why would it give us the key?"
Lin Sanjiu couldn't believe her luck. She looked at the key a few times under the silver light. The key in her palm was small and thin. After the layer of yellow rust was removed, it would probably be even thinner.
"That's weird. I didn't see this key when I calculated the numbers just now," Mrs. Manas said.
It seemed to have fallen out from the pile of junk just now.
Lin Sanjiu looked at the messy pile of junk on the ground. Suddenly, an idea came to her mind. She bent down and grabbed the edge of a piece of cloth. She pulled it with her hand, and the dirty dust that had accumulated for a long time flew into the air. She covered her mouth and nose and raised her arm.
It was the jacket that was mentioned in the statistics.
As it was dirty and tattered, she couldn't recognize the original color of the jacket. After giving it some thought, she pulled out the pair of jeans and shook them a few times. The dust made her sneeze a few times.
Lin Sanjiu had a very simple deduction. Since she couldn't find the key the first time, it must have been stored in something before it fell out. In this pile of junk, only the pocket on the shirt or pants could hold a key.
"This warehouse is filled with women's clothes. All the clothes of the same style and size are packed." As she spoke to Mrs. Manas, she patted the dust off the clothes, "These are the only ones that are the same, and they are all men's clothes."
"What's more, there's a key inside..."
As Lin Sanjiu pondered, she raised the jacket. It seemed to be a windproof jacket for outdoor sports. It was sturdy, so it had survived until now. The pockets were not as deep as the jeans, so if a key was placed in the jacket, it could easily slip out.
Without artificial light, the jacket was as dark as ink. Even with the [Ability Polishing Agent], it was hard to see through the dirty old rag. Moreover, it was originally black, so it couldn't be —
"Huh?"
Lin Sanjiu was stunned. She immediately flipped the jacket over and got closer to the light source. She studied the shoulder and the back.
The shoulders, the collar, the chest, and the hem of the shirt were all a dark blue color that was about to fade from the wear. Only the back and abdomen were irregular patches of dark black. The fabric seemed to be harder than the rest of the body. There was a tear on the vest.
"So, it's not black …" Lin Sanjiu mumbled, "The owner of this jacket had bled a lot, and the blood had soaked the entire jacket. The tear on the back was probably caused by a sharp object like a knife."
The dungeon did not allow anyone to kill with a knife. It was possible that the victim was killed by a companion who accidentally entered the dungeon. Although it was hard to imagine that a mere knife wound could take the life of a posthuman, it was not impossible if the victim was already weak and injured.
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