Chapter 250: Gate Three

Chapter 251
There was a crash. Feuerbach and Charles got out of the water.
The environment here is no different from the one in the water just now. It is a spacious corridor with digital iron doors on the right.
It's just that compared with the water, the houses here are inclined as a whole, which seems to be caused by the sinking of the island.
Charles noticed something different from the other floors. Diagonally across from him, where the digital door should have been placed, a lounge was built.
He was quite sure that it was the lounge. Although the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows were covered with dust, they could still recognize the coffee machine and the self-service beverage machine, plus the row of sofas next to it, everything was self-evident.
Feuerbach next to him sucked in the air with his nose. "The captain can take it down. You should be able to breathe here."
As soon as Charles opened his headgear, a strong musty smell poured into his nose. This kind of taste is really not good, I feel that this place has been sealed for hundreds of years.
Charles rubbed his nose and walked to the rest room.
When he came inside, he saw more special details. There were five disposable cups on the sofa wooden table with a thick layer of black dirt inside.
There are three large dusty books on the sofa beside the cup.
It can be seen that there used to be five sitting here casually chatting. But at that moment, they disappeared at the same time, leaving only five coffee cups to prove their existence.
"Is it related to the disaster again?" Charles secretly guessed in his heart.
He had been on this sunken island for a while, and he hadn't seen any human corpses except next to the strange fish.
This is undoubtedly very confusing, even if the meat is eaten by other things, bones should be left behind.
Charles thought about picking up the big book on the sofa.
Just when he wanted to see what books these Foundation members were reading, he realized that he was wrong. It was not a book. It was a thick black tablet, but under the cover of dust, he mistakenly thought This is a book.
"Wait! Isn't this the doctor's thing!?" Charles looked at him in surprise. The things in his hands are exactly the same as those of the doctor, but they are updated and more complete.
"There are three tablets here. If I bring them back, maybe the doctor can fix his ancestor's tablet and make up for his only regret."
Looking around, Charles took the plastic bag next to the disposable cup and quickly put the three tablets in.
Just when Charles was stuffing his leather jacket, he was a little bit awkward. His leather jacket couldn't fit such a big thing, and it would be crushed if it was stuffed so hard.
After he looked around, he immediately got an idea. He went to the water hole and picked up a red shark swimming below.
Just when it opened its mouth to bite, Charles directly stomped the shark's jaw with his feet, just like this and forced the thing into its stomach.
Of course, the shark would not cooperate, struggling desperately, and the teeth kept sliding on Charles's prosthesis, braving sparks.
Fortunately, the hands he stuffed were made of steel prostheses. If they were made of flesh and blood, they would definitely be bitten by sharks.
When it was completely inserted, Charles released the shark. The shark cracked its three sharp teeth, bit it in Charles's direction, and rolled into the sea.
Regardless of whether the other person listened to it or not, Charles said to the shark who swallowed the flat plate: "I will take it out for you when you get to the sea."
Charles felt a little strange while calming the sharks. Feuerbach cherished his sharks so much, and I did it like this. Why is this guy not moving?
When Charles turned his head, Feuerbach could not be found.
Charles didn't panic at all. He stepped on the wall with one foot, stepped on the wall with his boots, and quickly walked to the roof, took out the revolver in his hand and hung it upside down on the ceiling.
"Second mate!! Where are you?" Charles's voice echoed in the corridor.
"Captain, I'm here! Come and see, room number seven is here." Feuerbach's voice came from far away.
Charles was unmoved, "You come back first. Suddenly two of your sharks died."
"What!!" Feuerbach rushed back from the darkness with an anxious look.
But when he rushed to the surface, he found that his shark was still fine.
"Kacha" a gun barrel pointed directly at the back of his head.
Charles' voice came from behind him coldly. "What were you doing when we first met alone?"
"Captain, what's the matter with you? I was scraping barnacles for sea turtles." Feuerbach replied.
Charles was relieved to hear the correct answer. "This place is very dangerous. It's okay to run around. I'm really afraid you will be replaced by something else."
Feuerbach didn't care, and said with a hint of excitement on his face: "Captain, come with me, I have found gate 7, right in front."
Charles quickly followed. Saw the so-called No. 7 gate.
Surprisingly, this door didn't seem to be locked, it was just concealed, as if it could be opened with a slight pull.
"Did you drive?"
"No, when I was about to open the door, I was shouted by you."
Looking at the huge 7 on the door, Charles reached out and touched the door.
But when he was about to open, his hand suddenly stopped. He raised his head and slowly looked over the door.
At the top five of the door, there was a faint red light flashing slightly, just like the eyes of the cannibal Cyclops.
Charles, with a very ugly expression, raised his prosthetic arm and clenched a fist with one hand and slammed the door heavily.
"This is not door number seven! This is door number three, we let it out, and this thing has entangled us!"
"How come..." Feuerbach took a half step back with a surprised expression.
Charles looked at the red bright spot coldly, UU reading www.uukanshu. com "I have found you."
The bright spot slowly disappeared, and the number on the door in front of me had quietly changed to door 15 at some point.
The frowning Charles stepped back and looked at the doors around. There must be door 7 in it, but door 3 is now staring at him, interfering with his judgment.
Through the two fights just now, Charles has a partial understanding of Gate 3.
This thing cannot be attacked, it can only do everything possible to replace it with other doors and induce others to open it.
Since it is opened, there must be nothing good inside.
And it seems to have a certain deceptive effect and a certain judgment.
"It knows that I'm looking for door 7 and it uses door 7 to tempt me to open it in every possible way. Maybe it can do the opposite."
(End of this chapter)