Feng Bujue immediately used his "data vision" to see through the wall, but all he saw was a white light that was blocked by the system.
In a sense, this was a good sign because it usually meant that there was something quite important hidden behind the wall. This made Brother Jue even more determined to break through the wall.
The problem now was, how to break through it?
If it was in the past, Feng Bujue could choose to use the [Telepathic Finger] to poke a hole the size of an apple in the wall, and then insert the grenade from the [Endless Grenade Magazine] into the hole. It would be easy to blow up the wall.
But now, he had to think of another way.
At that moment, three plans flashed through Brother Jue's mind.
The first one was to pick up something that could be found in the sewers, such as floating cans, unidentified trash, or pieces of feces. He put it in the [Thistle]'s leather pocket and shot it out. Then, he prayed that the [Thistle]'s power would be enhanced by the legendary weapon to blow up the wall in front of him.
The second one was to use the Rankyaku to cut a rectangular area on the wall, and then kick the wall down from the middle.
The third one was to directly use brute force to break through the relatively fragile wall on the side and take a small detour to get in.
After a short period of thinking, Feng Bujue decided … not to use any of the three methods.
Because these three methods, including the previously mentioned method of "using the grenade to blow up the wall," would bring about the same problem — it might destroy the things hidden behind the wall.
If there was a very fragile hidden item less than one meter behind the wall, such as a flower or an egg, then using the above methods, there was a high chance that the item would be destroyed by the collapsing wall fragments.
Fortunately, Brother Jue did not take long to come up with a method that would not affect the items behind the wall.
He raised one hand, and the psionic weapon appeared between his fingers.
The attack power of the [Psycho Poker] was displayed as "???" However, according to Feng Bujue's countless tests in actual combat, the cutting ability of this thing was definitely not inferior to the plasma cutting machine. Most of the metals known to mankind in the 21st century that could be processed and used could be cut with the Psycho Poker. Something that could effectively defend against poker cards usually had magical attributes or was a special material from a fantasy world. However, the wall was obviously not in this category.
Chi —
Sure enough, the poker card in Brother Jue's hand easily cut a hole in the wall. Judging from the feel of the cut, the poker card just happened to be able to penetrate the thickness of the wall.
It didn't take long for Feng Bujue to make a circular incision that was about the height of his chest. The diameter of the circular incision was just enough for his arm to pass through. Then, he used the poker card to scrape the edge of the incision a few times and hung a circle of defect. This way, he could hold the edge of the incision with his fingers and "gouge" out the small cylindrical wall.
After taking out the small cylindrical wall, there was a circular hole that was slightly smaller than the mouth of a bowl on the wall. That was the first step.
The second step was much simpler. Brother Jue used the poker card to draw a rectangular area around the hole that he could pass through. Then, he put his arm into the hole in the middle and used his arm to "string" and "carry" the large piece of wall that he had cut out. He took a few steps back, "pulled" the wall out, and casually threw it to the ground.
Just like that, a rectangular entrance was created. Throughout the entire process, only some dust from the cutting fell on the other side of the wall.
However, when the scene behind the wall came into view, Brother Jue realized that … his caution was unnecessary.
"Sigh … After all, this is a normal difficulty …" Feng Bujue looked at the ordinary sewer passage behind the entrance and curled his lips.
He didn't complain too much. After all, he couldn't control the difficulty of the scenario. After all, his principle was to do things to the best of his ability.
After using the flashlight to observe for a few seconds, Brother Jue removed the oxygen pipe and changed the way he breathed. He sniffed down the corridor … Other than the smell of the sewer, he did not smell anything else like the stench of dead bodies or poisonous gas. At first glance, there was nothing ahead that looked like a trap.
So, Feng Bujue walked in at a leisurely pace.
The corridor wasn't long, and the walls were made of ordinary cement. After walking for a while, Brother Jue saw a door on his right. It wasn't exactly a door. It was more like a "door frame" because there was no door panel.
Behind the door frame was a relatively spacious space, or rather, a "room". The corridor only led up to this point, and there was no other way.
Feng Bujue used the flashlight to look through the door, and what he saw was enough to make him gasp.
This room … if it could really be called a room … there was a bed, a table, two stools, and a … television? Yes, there were electrical appliances in the room at the end of the sewer passage. In fact, it wasn't just a television. There was a light bulb on the ceiling. Feng Bujue even found a switch beside the door. However, after fiddling with it for a while, he realized that the light bulb had lost its function.
Of course, that wasn't the main point. The most creepy thing about the room was that … there was a huge skeleton sitting on the floor next to the bed. It was obviously different from a normal person's skeleton.
There was also a metal shackle that looked like a vest attached to the skeleton's torso. The other end of the shackle was connected to the bed frame by a chain.
"Killer Croc?" It only took Feng Bujue two seconds to figure out the skeleton's identity. As someone who knew a lot about the characters in the DC universe, he could naturally recognize the skeleton's skull and hand bones. It was one of the main villains in the Batman comics. It was a half-human, half-crocodile monster.
"Hmm … It's hard to tell the time of death …" For some reason, Brother Jue felt more at ease when he saw a dead creature than when he saw a living creature. "Not to mention the fact that this guy's body was different from a normal person's, the environment in the sewer, coupled with the activity of scavengers … It's hard to tell how long it would take for a skeleton to turn into a skeleton …" He paused, and his gaze moved to the skeleton's shackle and the bed frame. "What's more interesting is … What kind of material was used to lock Killer Croc … and lock it until it died?"
Suddenly, Feng Bujue caught a glimpse of something from the corner of his eye. He immediately turned the flashlight's beam and moved the skeleton slightly to the side.
With the help of the light, he could clearly see that … on the wall behind the skeleton, there was a line of words carved with a sharp object: "I'm not a monster, he is."
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