It wasn't a shop or a trolley for making keys.
The area where the key craftsman lived corresponded to an apartment building.
"This … is too intuitive."
Han Dong and the clown stood in front of the apartment building, but they didn't enter it yet.
Because the corridor was full of keys … It could even be said that the handrails and stairs were all made of keys, and the walls were also embedded with various styles of keys.
It was as if it was directly written that the key craftsman lived here.
The clown tried to use the smiley face balloon to explore the interior.
As soon as the balloon flew in.
The keys embedded in the corridor immediately vibrated, and the balloon exploded … The balloon fragments just happened to fall on the surface of the metal gears and were immediately crushed and swallowed.
"Quite an interesting house of keys …"
Although the clown said it was interesting, his body refused to move, and insisted that Han Dong walk in front.
"What a precise structure."
Xiao Mo Ye fully opened.
He immediately saw the real appearance of the building … It was a full metal mechanical building with a cement cover.
Han Dong also noticed a special poster at the entrance of the corridor: "Please enter to customize the key."
"It doesn't seem to attack living things."
When Han Dong stepped into the corridor, he didn't trigger any mechanism.
Moreover, after several observations, he confirmed that there were no dangerous ghost stories in this key building.
The difficulty of meeting the key craftsman was how to decipher the key.
Every floor of the apartment building was equipped with multiple iron doors. When the iron doors were opened with different keys embedded in the walls, they would arrive at different rooms.
The correct key to open the correct iron door would lead to the room where the key craftsman lived.
"Is this a simple intelligence test?"
There were probably millions of keys in this building. If he continued to search, he probably wouldn't find the correct room even if he spent hundreds of years.
Although Xiao Mo Ye could observe a large range and record the tooth patterns of the keys and compare them to the lock of each door, there were still tens of thousands of options.
"The clown … do you have any ideas?"
"Interesting."
The clown pressed his face completely against the keyhole of an iron door and carefully observed the internal structure.
"The locksmith here isn't very careful … It's just a double layer of insurance formed by the key and the transformation formation.
Nicholas, you should be able to replicate the array formation in the keyhole with your eyes, right? "
"There shouldn't be a problem."
"That's good … We don't have to look for the key."
The clown chewed on a piece of gum and blew at the lock.
The balloons that were blown out immediately attached themselves to the internal structure of the keyhole, forming a perfect matching key. Then, Han Dong used his Ocular Sorcery to perform the matching array.
The way the two of them worked together was exactly like a pair of thieves.
Crack …
The first door opened normally.
The interior corresponded to the various metal machines used to make keys, and a large number of gears that maintained the key building were rotating between the walls. Unfortunately, the "key maker" was not inside.
That was it.
When the two of them opened the door and arrived at the third floor … Crack!
"… Looks like I have to improve the structure of the [House of Keys]."
In the room, in front of a precision manufacturing table filled with human anatomy drawings, a dwarf was creating a multi-structure key with a clockwork mechanism embedded in it.
"Hello, Mr. Aha asked us to come … Since time was limited, we used a special method."
"It doesn't matter what method you used … Being able to find my residence in half an hour means that you do have the ability to sneak into [Lighthouse] …
Since Mr. Aha asked you to come, you should be here to pick up this key … He asked me to customize it two years ago, but he only came to me to pick it up now. Seriously. "
The "key maker" stuck out his tongue and licked off the metal chips on the surface of the newly polished key.
Then, he jumped down from the chair and led Han Dong and the clown to the top floor.
There was a strong smell of blood.
When the key maker opened a key house on the top floor, there was a feeling of stepping into a slaughterhouse.
"This is the [Key House]. Some special biological door locks must be matched with a bone key … The key you want is in the deepest part."
While following the key maker, Han Dong observed the bone keys here.
Some were made with finger bones, delicate and small, and even retained the skin structure.
Some were hung on the wall, made with vertebrae, and were super-large keys … There was even a vertebrae key that was still being made. A certain ghost story individual was fixed on the surface of the [Mold], staring at Han Dong and the others with a ferocious expression.
Staring at such a [Key House].
The clown, on the other hand, had a perverted smile and was very interested.
He even had the idea of recruiting the key craftsmen to Dry Town and replacing every household in Dry Town with this kind of biomass door lock.
"This is …"
They followed the key maker to the deepest compartment.
In a glass container, there was a rather delicate living key soaking.
With a fresh heart as the handle,
The finger bones were the body of the key, and between the gaps of the finger bones were capillaries,
Various white teeth that had been closely polished were the teeth of the key,
The capillaries connected the heart to each tooth.
When the key was twisted, blood would be evenly delivered to each tooth, and it would be matched with a special door lock to open the door.
"Remember, this key can only be used once. Once the blood in the heart is extracted, the key will be useless … You have to find the right door.
Otherwise, I'll have to spend a few months to remake it.
Also, the cost of the key itself is very high. "
Han Dong stared at such a living key and asked with confusion, "This shouldn't be the key to the lighthouse door, right?"
"Of course not! That's strange … Didn't Mr. Aha tell you about this key? "
"He didn't say."
At this moment, the key maker showed an evil smile.
At the same time, he took out the mobile phone in his pocket and called Mr. Aha through the internal line to confirm this matter.
"Okay! I'll give you the key. As for the details, you can ask him when you go back … Don't be scared by the story behind this.
I'm also looking forward to the scene of this key being used. "
The key maker took out a special key box from his pocket.
He put the living key in and handed it to Han Dong. At the same time, a system notification came:
[Key item obtained: [Key of Blood]]
The dwarf key maker grabbed the arm of the model that had been thrown away in the trash can and waved goodbye to the two of them.
…
On the way back, the clown put his hands in his trouser pockets. "Nicholas, don't you think it's a little strange?"
Han Dong lowered his head and stared at the passing stone slabs on the street. He was thinking about something and did not respond to the clown for the time being.
After about two streets.
Han Dong suddenly stopped …
"Clown, I want you to help me with something … After it's done, I'll let you make a request that isn't too excessive."
"Oh?!"
For a moment, the clown's mouth curved into an exaggerated smile.
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