Chapter 430: Evil Fetus (Part 1)

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The switch was gently turned on by Fat Hu, and the small bulb in the lamp glowed green. The light was not very strong and could only illuminate Fat Hu's upper body.

"Cackle, cluck, cluck~"

Less than a few seconds after the [Soul Gathering Lamp] was turned on, Fat Hu heard a woman's laughter coming from behind. This laughter was so creepy, and it felt like it was right behind him. Fat Hu's instinctive reaction was to think He turned around, but he remembered Xu Changsheng's warning, so he tried his best to restrain his instinct. He didn't look back, and still stared at the [Soul Gathering Lamp], counting the seconds in his mind, but Due to the increased fear and the lack of Feng Yan's internal timing ability, the accuracy of counting seconds was greatly reduced, but this was not a problem. As long as the time was almost 1 minute, he could turn off the lights.

That laughter only appeared once. After Fat Hu Leng didn't look back, about five or six seconds later, something happened that was enough to make him pee his pants. He found that there seemed to be a hand slowly scratching his back. Climbing up to his shoulder, this hand was extremely cold and felt wet. I didn't know if it was stained with water or blood, so it climbed up to his shoulder.

Originally, if this was the case, Fat Tiger would have to bear some huge psychological pressure at most, but he could still ignore it. But in the next step, the hand stretched out from Fat Tiger's shoulder, and Fat Tiger only saw a pale body. The woman's hands were painted with red nails, dripping with water, and she actually stretched them in the direction of the [Soul Gathering Lamp].

Fat Tiger's brain suddenly shut down. What should he do?

His right hand is holding the [Soul Gathering Lamp], and his left hand is empty. According to the general handling procedures, he should use his left hand to grab the hand of the unknown woman and prevent her from touching the [Soul Gathering Lamp].

Is this appropriate?

This question made Fat Hu extremely entangled. If he stopped her, would any flag be triggered? If not, it seemed that this hand was trying to turn off the [Soul Gathering Lamp]. How could that happen?

Fat Tiger came up in a daze, reached out and slapped the back of this hand, and said, "Hey, what are you doing?"

The hand seemed to be stunned by Fat Tiger, and stopped, sometimes making a claw shape, and sometimes making a palm shape.

"Rock, paper, scissors, one game determines the outcome. If you win, the light is yours. If I win, you get out. How about it?"

The fat tiger bandit angrily began to place a bet on the hand in front of him. He thought about it for a second and made an OK gesture.

Fat Tiger handed the lamp to Ghost Hand and said, "Hold the lamp for me."

The ghost hand subconsciously took it, and Fat Tiger immediately said: "Rock, paper, scissors."

Unexpectedly, the ghost loosened the handle of the lamp and pulled out a pair of scissors. Fat Tiger was already on guard and pinched the [Soul Gathering Lamp] with his feet. What came out was a stone (this is not an accident, everyone can start with it). Think about why Fat Tiger produces rocks. It will be explained later. It’s very simple logic and probability. Don’t pretend. 13).

"I win, get out."

The ghost hand seemed unwilling to give in, but after struggling for a while, it still moved away. At this time, the rope began to slowly descend again. Feng Yan had a strong ability to control time. According to Fat Hu's rough calculation, Feng Yan The rope should be put in about 1 minute and 50 seconds after the light is turned on. The purpose of putting the rope in at exactly 1 minute is self-evident. Naturally, I am worried that something will happen to Fat Tiger. Leave 50 seconds for him to solve the problem. There is no way to wait any longer. Leave 50 seconds for Fat Tiger to react to turn on and off the lights and deal with the problems that arise during the period. This is the limit of time.

Fat Tiger thought to himself that this was good, it would save him the effort of calculating time. Why didn't he think of it just now? This worry seems to be unnecessary.

But at the same time, he thought of another troublesome thing. He could think of it, and Feng Yan could think of it and did it, so the system must be able to predict Feng Yan's move. It can be roughly inferred that the next two turns of the lamp will cause similar interruptions in the game plot triggered by the [Soul Gathering Lamp] for more than 1 minute. It is unlikely that there will be a delay or hallucination. The plot is gone, because that is meaningless. When the time is up, Feng Yan will put the rope directly, and Fat Tiger will naturally notice it immediately.

Feng Yan is a person with strong control over time. According to Pang Hu's observation so far in the dungeon, Feng Yan's calculation of time has definitely reached the level of synchronization with the clock timing, and is accurate to the second.

In other words, no matter how much time the system delayed, Feng Yan would never put down the rope to remind Fat Hu after the [Soul Gathering Lamp] had been lit for more than 2 minutes.

But will the next two times of lighting the lanterns be as lucky as the simple rock-paper-scissors game just now?

Fat Hu held the light, and after a while the rope stopped lowering again. Fat Hu estimated that it was almost 30 meters away. At this moment, he had to put the mask of the portable oxygen tank on his face the whole time to breathe.

Seeing that the rope stopped lowering, he thought for a second, took a few breaths of oxygen, and once again put the oxygen tank on his waist. He held the lamp with his right hand and reached for the switch with his left hand, intending to turn on the switch again and turn on the [Soul Gathering Lamp], but just At this moment, another unexpected scene happened.

Fat Tiger actually found that his wrist seemed to be held by a hand, making it impossible for him to move his hand forward even one centimeter. His right hand was holding the lamp, and his left hand was inexplicably unable to move. For a moment, Fat Tiger fell into panic.

It could be felt that there was no hand holding Fat Hu's wrist. It was an invisible force restraining Fat Hu. He tried to retract the right hand holding the lantern, but found that he could not move it.

Cold sweat started to flow down his face. On the one hand, it was fear, and on the other hand, he was anxious. Not to mention that once the time passed, Feng Yan above would definitely put down the rope directly. He didn't know what would happen below, so he would just do it unconditionally. He thinks that Fat Tiger can solve every problem. If he misses this second opportunity to turn on the lights, the overall process will fall short.

Even if turning on the light for the second time is optional, if he keeps using it like this without replenishing the oxygen, the breath he is holding will soon be exhausted, and the game is still waiting for him.

Panic, really panic, panic, dilemma, and no solution. The system's move is really too cruel. It grasps the player's psychology very accurately and seems to cut off all the players' escape routes, resulting in An unsolvable situation.

Fat Tiger felt that his brain was lacking oxygen, and he was sweating due to excessive tension. If he continued like this, he would be doomed.

"No, if I am carried out of the copy like this, I will be laughed to death by the lunatic above."

Thinking of this Fat Tiger cheered up a little. After thinking about Feng Yan for a moment, he thought of the only item given by the master who had only helped him once since entering the dungeon. Yes, that was it. The heaven-defying [Five Elements Pill].

[Five Elements Pill] seemed to have given Fat Hu some inspiration, and he began to think about some things quickly. When the system just gave the master and apprentice players the choice of side missions, it specifically mentioned that if the master goes down the well, the difficulty will be doubled, while the apprentice going down the well is normal. Difficulty, although there is an extra skill book as a reward, Fat Hu still believes that this side mission should not be too difficult. After all, this is only his first copy of the game. Even if Feng Yan chooses the hard mode, You won't be stuck in this unsolvable situation, right?