None of them expected to run into the legendary Simon in this quest, and it was even in a cooperative mode. When they finally came to their senses, they were just as happy as the boy in the suit.
Indeed, Simon, the number one Player among the Players, was in charge of this dungeon, which greatly reduced the difficulty of this dungeon. Moreover, they had almost unlimited game time, so they couldn't think of any reason to fail. Moreover, they didn't have to worry about being robbed by powerful Players when the dungeon was about to end. Since Simon was willing to offer 200,000 Game Points as a bounty, he probably wouldn't be interested in what they had.
From the looks of it, they had hit the jackpot in this instance dungeon. Everyone's nervous expressions relaxed, and some people even began to talk and laugh.
Zhang Heng, on the other hand, wasn't in such a good mood. The conditions of this quest were incredibly relaxed, and it was precisely because of this that it gave off a strange vibe. When he thought about the name of this quest, the Invisible Killer, it inevitably gave him a bad feeling, as if an unknown crisis was waiting for them ahead.
So after introducing himself, Zhang Heng immediately began to study the house they were in now. There were no windows in the house, only one door, and it was locked from the outside. There was no way to open it from the inside, and he couldn't see what was going on outside. However, he could hear the movements coming from outside, including the sound of machines running and water flowing through the pump. When he thought about the two sophisticated machines in the house, he could roughly deduce that they were now in a factory.
The other players weren't idling around either. Although they were lucky enough to run into Simon this time, they couldn't bring themselves to do so. In fact, there were very few players who dared to play solo these days. After all, the solo mode was much riskier. Not only did they have to deal with all kinds of complicated environments, but they also had to face competition from other players. If they weren't careful, they might lose their lives. Hence, it was more convenient to play in a team.
So although the atmosphere was now relaxed, everyone didn't really stay idle. They still tacitly spread out to collect clues.
The young man with the codename Mouse took off the white hat on his head and pinched it twice in his hand. "We are wearing white clothes. Is it a hint that we are all doctors in this quest?"
"Hmm, not necessarily." The doctor said, "The white coat was indeed invented by a surgeon named Liszt in the 19th century. Louis Pasteur, the founder of modern microbiology, once put forward a theory that microbes were the culprits that caused human and animal diseases. Liszt listened to Pasteur's theory and began to advocate doctors to wear white coats because they were less likely to contain dirt and were more hygienic.
"But as more and more people accepted the existence of microbes, some researchers and workers at special occasions began to wear white coats. Everyone mainly valued the relatively hygienic characteristics of the white coat, although compared to modern protective clothing, the white coat is actually not very hygienic.
"Finally, to answer your question, I don't think we are doctors in this dungeon because I don't smell the familiar scent on this shirt."
On the other side, a player with the code name Repairman was squatting on the ground and studying the two machines in front of him. After the Doctor finished speaking, he said, "This thing is an antique."
"Is that so? But they look quite new," Kratos said.
"I'm not talking about their age. I'm talking about the date they were made. It looks like they are from the last century."
"That means we are in the 20th century," the doctor raised his eyebrows. The doctor raised his eyebrows. "Looks like we're really lucky. In the 20th century, the greatest danger was World War I and World War II. Is the invisible killer referring to war?"
"Let me correct you. War is still visible," Mouse said. "The only thing that is invisible is human greed."
"But it doesn't look like we are in a war," another girl, Coconut, said. "Other than numbers, there are letters on the machines. They don't look like English. Do you know what they are?"
"First, eliminate Latin," Kratos said.
"Second, eliminate French and Japanese," the doctor said.
"It doesn't look like Italian or Spanish …"
"It's Russian," Zhang Heng, who had been silent all this while, finally spoke up.
"Guru, have you learned Russian?" The young man's eyes lit up. "Rumor has it on the forum that you have an almost complete repertoire of skills, and you can single-handedly take on a team of players. That's why you always play solo, and you never team up with other players."
"No, I haven't learned Russian either," Zhang Heng said, shaking his head. "If I could understand the words on the machine, I would have known where we are a long time ago. In fact, I'm using the same method of elimination as you guys. Coupled with our appearance, I think we are in Russia. To be more precise, we are in the SL. "
"Cold War background?" The young man began to rack his brains. "Could it be that we are a group of researchers who have been instigated by the Americans to infiltrate a secret factory in the SL to steal research data?"
"If that's the case, then the main mission — Finding the Key Person — would fit the description," Kratos said. "All we need to do is find the person who has the core information, and we can complete this mission. It sounds quite simple."
"Well, is there anything in the SL during the Cold War that the Americans are jealous of?"
"There's a lot. Space technology such as artificial satellites, armed technology such as missiles and airplanes, and some heavy industrial technology. The key is that none of us understand Russian. We will have to find a translator when we get out of here." Someone had already planned their next course of action.
However, since Simon was around, they only made suggestions. After that, they turned to look at Zhang Heng, seemingly hoping that he would make the decision. Zhang Heng did not hold back and said, "Since there's no time limit for this game, let's leave this place first."
For some reason, when Zhang Heng heard the roar of the machines and water pumps outside, he felt that this place was not suitable for them to stay for long.
"No problem. Let me open the door," the young man volunteered.
Although the players were now locked in this room, a door couldn't stop them. The young man took out a piece of iron wire from his pocket, and when he held it in his hand, it seemed to come to life. The top of the iron wire was poking around everywhere, and it even looked at the young man's face.
"Stop it. I'm counting on you to do the right thing," the young man reprimanded, "Open the door." After that, he extended the iron wire through the gap of the door.
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