Hong Hu had entered the industry when he was just a teenager. Without the support of any gaming studio, he worked his way through the gaming circle alone. He was already used to the pressure of life and the condescension from his family and friends. That was nothing to him.
He had been bullied, lied to, and even threatened. Therefore, when he interacted with people he was not familiar with, he would always be more careful.
He knew better than anyone the bitterness and bitterness of the past decade.
As someone with experience, even though Hong Hu was young, he was already quite shrewd. Facing Feng Bujue's half-hearted explanation, he understood instantly that the man was unwilling or unable to tell the truth.
Therefore, Hong Hu knew his place. He did not press further and did not point out his suspicion about the Anomaly. He soon moved on to another topic with his three teammates.
Feng Bujue spent five minutes to explain the theory behind SCP-233 to his three teammates in detail. He also gave them a brief explanation of the SCP Foundation's setting. In a way, he cleared up the confusion of these curious people.
Then, the four of them walked to the wall.
The part of the floor next to the wall had not been repaired by the system, so there was a rectangular gap that was nine meters long and one meter wide on the ground. Earlier, when they observed it from afar, it was hard to tell how deep it was. Now that the four of them were closer, they realized that the space under the gap was not that deep. It was less than one meter deep.
"In the whole lobby, the distance between the two pillars here is exactly nine meters. The distance between the other pillars, walls, and other objects has nothing to do with 'nine.' Regardless of whether the unit is decimeters, feet, or something else … If you insist on a relationship, then the angle between the walls, pillars, and the ground is 90 degrees. " Feng Bujue added to his previous explanation. "But from the perspective of puzzle solving, a unique answer has a higher chance of being correct. Therefore, I believe the breakthrough point is here. "
Hong Hu then said, "Even though it was me who suggested that you pay attention to information like distance during the inspection, to be honest … I did not take this seriously myself." He then turned to look at Brother Jue. "I'm surprised that Brother Feng can accurately determine the distance between objects with just a glance. This is …"
"It's not a glance; I have a measuring skill." Feng Bujue replied. "Every half a year, I will measure the distance that I take when I walk, and this is my measuring stick." He looked around. "For such a large building, the error in measurement will be relatively large. But if this is a normal residential building, I only need to walk around, and I can measure the size of each room. If there is a mezzanine in the wall or something weird about the structure of the building, I can basically see through it immediately. "
When they heard the phrase 'every half a year …', Qiu Feng, Weighty Words, and Hong Hu's expressions were already quite shocked, but Brother Jue continued on his own. Ignoring his teammates' reaction, he continued. "Actually, the human body itself is a very useful measuring device. For example, heartbeat, pulse, and breathing can be used to measure time. Height, stride length, and arm span can be measured. With proper training, one can even accurately judge weight." A fanatical expression appeared on his face. "If you're interested, I can teach you how to calculate the average density of a bucket of sh * t without the aid of tools …"
"Brother Feng … No … Big Brother." Qiu Feng was completely shocked. "If I may ask, what do you do in real life?" At that moment, the speculation in his mind was that he was a mad scientist.
"Artist." Feng Bujue had been holding this word in his heart for a long time. He had been waiting for it.
"Hmm …" The three teammates narrowed their eyes and looked at Feng Bujue meaningfully. Their minds were a mess.
"In any case, now that we know the location of the quest, it's upstairs." Feng Bujue brought the topic back on track. He raised his head to look up. "Then our target is clear."
Corresponding to the ground, there was a rectangular gap on the ceiling, and it was wide enough for the players to pass through. However, Feng Bujue naturally would not rush into it directly. He had to test it out first.
Brother Jue picked up a rather large piece of building debris from the gap on the ground. With a flick of his arm, he tossed it into the gap above them. The piece flew up diagonally and landed on the tiles on the second floor two seconds later. From the sound, it did not sound like it triggered any trap.
"Looks like it's fine. I think … I should go first," Qiu Feng said. In similar situations, he would usually choose the more proactive approach.
From this choice, it could be seen that there was a difference between strategists. Both of them were wise men but [Wise and Brave] and [Steady Tactician] represented two different people with different styles of doing things.
If it was Weighty Words, he would be like Brother Jue, thinking of the worst case scenario. He would try his best to test the waters, and when there was nothing left to do, he would take the risk.
Qiu Feng's principle was that when facing an unknown situation, as long as he did not see any negative factors, he would assume that it was safe.
With a shout, Qiu Feng jumped up from the ground. He only stepped on the wall once. With the sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the wall, he jumped up to the second floor.
When his teammates saw this, they were relatively calm. Obviously, for these players who were close to level 30, this kind of action was nothing. After level 20, if you could not jump more than five meters from the wall, you would be too embarrassed to greet others when you joined a team.
"What's the situation?" Weighty Words asked.
"Hmm … There shouldn't be any danger," Qiu Feng replied. "Why don't you come up first?"
The three exchanged a look, and no one objected. Therefore, they all stepped forward and jumped up to the second floor.
The environment of the second floor was basically the same as the first floor. Be it the style of the tiles, the position of the pillars, or the lighting, they were the same as the first floor. The most obvious difference was that the height from the ground to the ceiling was four meters, but the height from the ground to the ceiling on the second floor … was close to eight meters.
On the wall at the furthest end of this floor, there was no door. Of course, the players knew that behind that wall was the 23x23x23 room on the first floor.
The four scanned their surroundings, and their eyes fell on the center of the ceiling on the second floor. There was a circular hole about two meters in diameter there, and a steel pipe extended down from the hole, connecting it to the ground on the second floor. Through this pipe, they could reach the third floor directly.
"Based on this … they want us to climb up the pipe?" Hong Hu asked darkly.
"They don't want us to dance on the side, do they?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Brother Feng … please have some self-respect …" Weighty Words advised sincerely.
"It's over. Now that you mention it, I'm already imagining that scene," Qiu Feng said. "This is definitely a pointless increase in Terror Points."
Hong Hu pushed on his glasses. "Brother Feng, your intelligence is commendable, but your way of thinking is a bit …"
"Shameless?" Feng Bujue added with a smile. "Humor is something that comes with being born, and it can't be changed …" As he said that, he walked toward the pipe. "I'd rather not say a joke like 'will a firefighter slide down from here'."
"So … the point that you're trying to make is that you have the ability to be elegant, but you'd rather be vulgar …" Hong Hu was a clever person, and he immediately understood what Feng Bujue was trying to say.
"You flatter me," Feng Bujue replied shamelessly.
"Hey, is that a compliment?"
As the four spoke, they reached the bottom of the hole. Looking up, there should be no light source on the third floor, and the hole was surrounded by darkness. With the light from the second floor, they could see that the top of the pipe was welded to the ceiling of the third floor, and it did not lead to higher floors.
"Even though it looks like we can go directly to the third floor, we should explore this floor as well." Qiu Feng looked at his teammates. "Also, you guys have noticed … From the outside of the building, every floor of this building is the same height, and there are windows. It's just that you can't see what's inside the building through the glass. But the actual situation inside is different … "
"Then that's easy to explain. The view from outside the building is probably just a disguise." Hong Hu said. "Or perhaps … when we stepped through the door, we've already entered another space."
"When the wall of light appeared, these questions were already out of the question, much less SCP-233 and Brother Feng's NPC friend …" Weighty Words said. "In any case, since I started playing this game, I haven't run into many pure sci-fi scenarios. Basically, all of them have some supernatural setting."
Feng Bujue said, "That doesn't matter … Now, can I go and grab that piece of concrete and throw it up to the third floor?"
"Ha …" Qiu Feng's lips twitched as he laughed drily. "No one is going to stop you …"
He was right. No one was going to stop Feng Bujue. Even if they wanted to, they would not be able to.
After a few words, the four of them still decided to give it a try and split up to inspect their surroundings. Since the second floor was similar to the first floor, this time, they took less time to confirm that there was nothing around them that could be triggered.
Soon, the four returned to the steel pipe.
Feng Bujue picked up the piece of concrete that he had tossed up from the first floor and tossed it up to the third floor. Once again, there was only the sound of the object landing. There was nothing else out of place.
"If you still want to go up first, bring a flashlight," Feng Bujue said calmly to Qiu Feng.
"I volunteered once, and now you're planning to scam me to the end …" Qiu Feng replied rather helplessly.
"Let me do it this time." Hong Hu interrupted. "Qiu Feng has already taken on many risks. From now on, it is more reasonable for us to take turns exploring." He paused to give his teammates time to object.
Two seconds later, seeing that no one replied, Hong Hu continued. "From the situation on the second floor, not every floor is dangerous, and not every floor requires solving the puzzle to clear. My initial speculation is … there will be problems if there are odd numbered floors, and even numbered floors are used for resting and buffering. " He turned to look at Feng Bujue and suddenly said, "Brother Feng, you should have a usable flashlight on you, right?"
"Yes," Feng Bujue said and took out a flashlight from his jacket pocket.
Actually, when Feng Bujue told Qiu Feng to bring a flashlight, Hong Hu had already guessed that.
"Oh?" When Hong Hu accepted the flashlight from Feng Bujue, he looked at it and said, "The label and description are all in German …"
Qiu Feng and Weighty Words heard that and understood what was going on.
Feng Bujue admitted directly, "Because I bought it from a nearby convenience store."
"Didn't you say you only bought some snacks?" Qiu Feng asked.
"I didn't say I only bought snacks." Feng Bujue shook his head. "I also bought a foldable knife, a lighter, a palm-sized notebook, a ballpoint pen, and two flashlights like this, the kind with batteries."
"You bought some snacks on the way, didn't you?" Qiu Feng roared.
"I say … you don't know German, so how did you know how much to pay?" Weighty Words asked.
"The cash register at the convenience store shows Arabic numerals." As Feng Bujue said that, he took out a wallet from his pocket and pulled out a 20 Euro note. He said proudly, "The Euro also has Arabic numerals printed on it."
"Why are you showing off the money you robbed!"
"Oh, right, the kid that I robbed was using a Nokia phone." Feng Bujue put away the wallet and took out a phone. "Look, no wonder this is a military grade communication device. It even has a signal here."
"Not only did he admit that he was a robber, he even started to show off his loot!"
Qiu Feng was another victim who was mocked by Feng Bujue …
"Suddenly, I don't feel nervous anymore because of you guys …" Hong Hu was too lazy to continue watching. He used his right index and middle finger to hold the flashlight while his palm gripped the steel pipe. Using his left hand and his legs, he climbed up.
The height that he needed to climb was only several meters, so Hong Hu's upper body soon reached the surface of the third floor. However, he did not rush into the darkness. Instead, he stayed on the steel pipe and used his legs to stabilize his body. He held the pipe with one hand and used the other to shine the flashlight around him.
The space on the third floor was very big, and the height was the same as the first floor, about four meters. Since there was no light source on this floor, and the flashlight's range was limited, Hong Hu could only see about ten meters around the circular opening.
"At least, the area that the flashlight shines on is empty." Hong Hu said to his teammates below. "Oh, except for the building debris that Feng Bujue threw up." As he said that, he stretched out his leg and officially stepped onto the third floor. "Come up, it's fine."
"You don't want to consider walking around a few times and exploring a large area before letting us come up?" Feng Bujue asked.
Hong Hu felt that this guy was getting more and more shameless, but he could not say anything. "If I had eyes on the back of my head and two flashlights, I would consider this plan."
Feng Bujue smiled and took out another flashlight from his pocket. Without saying a word, he leaped more than four meters into the air. Then, he used the steel pipe with one hand to push himself up to the third floor.
With a click, Feng Bujue turned on the second flashlight in his hand and shone it in another direction. "Are you scared?"
Hong Hu was stumped by this question …
Yes, he was scared.
In such a spacious, dark, and unfamiliar environment, anyone would feel a little apprehensive if they were to go around alone with a flashlight in their hands.
"Hehe … then you stay here and don't move. Stay alert. I … will go look around first," Feng Bujue said in a relaxed tone.
That was out of Hong Hu's expectation. From the start of the scenario until now, Feng Bujue had been hiding at the back, leaving the risk to his teammates. Who would have thought that he would show such surprising bravery at this moment?
"Hey … now is not the time to act brave and be a hero …" Hong Hu advised out of kindness.
"Do you think I look like someone who would do something like that?" Feng Bujue asked in return.
Honestly, Hong Hu did not think so either.
Fear was not only an expression that was written on one's face, it was also a contagious pheromone. Therefore, it was easy to distinguish between those who pretended to be fearless and those who were truly fearless.
And Feng Bujue was obviously not afraid …
When Brother Jue walked into this scary environment, the expression on his face was like he had walked into a maid café. There was a fundamental difference between this and the kind of person who would bring his girlfriend to a haunted house and yell at the top of his lungs like he was going to beat up the workers at any moment.
"I'll be back in a minute." Feng Bujue shouted at the two below. "Why don't you two come up first? Just stay here with Hong Hu and don't move. If anything happens to me and I run back, the three of you will be responsible for helping me. "
When Weighty Words and Autumn Wind climbed up the steel pipe, Feng Bujue had already walked away without turning back. He walked further and further away, and soon, he became a speck of light in the darkness.
Brother Jue had given it a lot of thought before he volunteered to scout ahead.
First, he had a Soul's Eye and a Sorcery Weapon. Even if he could not use the items in his inventory, his close combat ability was one of the best in the game. At the very least, he would be better at fighting than these three strategists.
Second, he was basically unaffected by the environment. Be it the oppressive and creepy atmosphere, the pressure and fear brought by the darkness, the sudden screams, the shadows … nothing could disturb him.
Third, he would not get lost because his mind was constantly measuring his steps. Be it direction or distance, they were all very accurate. After all, no one knew what was on this floor. If there was a black wall that could move silently, perhaps after the players walked a distance and turned back, they would not be able to see the entrance that they had come up from.
In conclusion, it was very appropriate for Feng Bujue to explore this floor alone. His observation and thinking would not deviate due to fear. If he triggered a monster or a trap, he would not be killed so easily. He would not be scared offline. The three teammates only needed to wait for his message at the circular exit where they could retreat at any time.
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