Chapter 135: Earth Wasteland (8)

An hour ago……
The maddening sword shadow is standing in a place five meters away from the headless body, giving the wind a seal.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" The maddening sword looked at the busyness of the body, and the eyes seemed to say: You are really abnormal.
"I am not already doing this, how? Can't bear the grenade?"
"Ah... To tell the truth, compared to whether the grenade will be wasted, I am more concerned about your mental state..." The madman sword squinted at him.
"Does this have a half-dollar relationship with the state of mind?" Feng Shuo replied: "I just used a dead body to lay a trap in a virtual game. Anyone with normal mentality can think of this strategy, Will not hesitate to implement."
"Oh... whatever you say..." The madman Jianying didn't want to argue with him. At this moment, he understood it a bit. Why is this guy's id called "madness?"
Sealed a metal wire through the grenade's pull ring, holding the grenade with his hand, picking up the sleeves, directly savagely from the esophagus of the dead body all the way into the stomach, stuffed the grenade into the stomach. On the front side of the corpse, only a small wound is needed, so that the metal wire can pass through the stomach and rise from the skin.
The next step is to engrave the word, and at the position where the metal wire is struck, use a "question mark" to modify it, waiting for the other party to hook.
"Why do you leave a word, but you want to cover half?" asked the savage sword and looked at the unconscious arrangement.
"If you don't cover it at all, they can see what I wrote when they are far away." Feng did not know: "And if they are all covered, they may not find this line." After he got it, Wiping his hands with the clothes of the deceased, stood up and said: "If you cover half of it, they will kneel down and open their clothes to see what it is. At that time... as long as their vision is normal, they will notice this. The wire ends of the enamel wire."
"Why do you decide that they will move this line?" asked the madman sword.
"Who said that I am sure they will move?" Feng did not return.
"Ha?" Madman Sword seems to not understand what he meant.
Feng did not know: "Does this look like a trap?"
"Well... not like."

Why not?

The maddening sword shadow tried to keep up with his thoughts: "The trap should be placed on the road that the other side must pass, such as a sudden position. For example, behind a certain door."
Feng did not feel nodded: "This will do."
"Oh?" The madman sword still doesn't understand.
"I will give another example." Feng did not know: "Remember the safe that we received the feeder task before?"
"of course I remember."
"If we open the box, it will trigger an explosion. So, have we already taken the move?"
"The system won't be set up." The madman sword replied: "The player can't hide at all. If the box really explodes, there must be some clues before opening."
"Oh." Feng did not know: "Is that system?"
"Ok……"

I am like a person who will kindly remind each other?

"This……"
"In addition, you will think without thinking that the box is not a death flag, there is a reason." Feng did not know.
"Because... that room is an optional task, we can not open the door. We leave directly from the other road. Even if we kill the monster later, we can choose not to open the box in the room."
Feng Buddhism pointed at the body: "This corpse, lying on the ground, they can leave, do not look at the remaining half of the line, even if you look at it, you can choose not to touch the metal wire."
The madness of the sword shadow scratching his head, seems to understand: "This is some kind of... psychological suggestion?"
The seal has already taken a step and gestured to the other side to keep up. He walked and said: "Let one person do something that seems innocent. In fact, it is not good for him. First of all, let him think. This matter can be Doing it or not, he is not forced to do it. Then, this thing looks "normal" on the surface, the so-called normal... is not too difficult, too difficult to do, not too easy, too It is easy for the other party to be suspicious.
For example, when you kill. The victim's resistance is a kind of 'normal', but excessively fierce resistance will make you retreat. Being completely calm and slaughtered will make you suspicious.
Another example is that you have to go to a facility to place a bomb. Too strong security will force you to give up, and too lax defense will make you feel incredible..."
I couldn't help but lick my lips and coughed twice: "So, I hid the thunder in the body, triggering the metal wire in a place where they could touch it. My message was not engraved on the surface, nor was it engraved on the body. The is so much that they can't find it." He sighed: "The last... give them an unexpected surprise."
"In case they didn't find the metal wire, or even left the body without looking at the body?" asked the shadow of the sword.
"They are professional players right?" Feng did not know.
"Ok……"
"If it is you, will you leave it alone?"
The madness of the sword has not yet been answered, and the seal does not know: "Of course, the worst case is nothing more than a loss of a grenade."
"You didn't lose it anyway..."
"Yes." Feng did not shamelessly return.
They talked for a while, about another ten minutes, after bypassing a corner... Suddenly, a basketball-sized metal whizzed from the front and swept the unseen left face.
The first reaction was to bend down and take out the pistol to prepare for a counterattack. He looked ahead and found a dark area in the far corner of the corridor, standing with a figure, apparently the man launched the raid.
The madman Jianying also noticed the attacker. His movements were so fast that he couldn’t help but say that he rushed forward and the sword was already in his hands.
Regardless of who launched the attack, or what it is, for the madness sword shadow, as long as it is close to the launching distance of [Hui Yingying], then he is absolutely confident that he will not fall.
The man who saw the madness of the sword shadow seemed to be stunned. He stood there for two seconds, then turned and began to run away.
At this moment, I did not feel that I had already ran forward. He noticed the reaction of the other party. Shouting in front of the crazy sword shadow shouted: "Leave alive!"
The madman sword shadow didn't have time to answer, but he heard it.
It’s also very quick to start running up in full swing. In the script that they both singled out, it can be seen that when they run all the way, it is roughly equivalent to the speed of the savage sword and the speed of the seven-eighth force. After the squadron, even if you go all out, you will not be able to catch up.
At this point, the two almost chased at the same speed, and soon approached the escaper. The man was also wearing an orange protective suit. The running speed is not in a grade compared to the two players, and he still has an [anti-gravity catapult] on his hand. Seeing this, Feng Buji has basically confirmed that the person who tried to attack them is an npc, so he shouted again: "Catch the living."
Not long after, the madness sword shadow finally came to the distance that Huiying could launch, and a teleport appeared in front of the other side. The man was shocked and stunned, but he couldn’t stop. The savage sword and an elbow swept across his collarbone, and the guy immediately fell and turned himself down.
Although the man was smashed, lying on the ground. But the madness of the sword is still unceremoniously twisting his arm and slamming his face down on the ground. And he took the catapult in his hand.
At this time, he also rushed to the horse, but he was not as calm as the masters. He saw that the situation had been controlled. He used his hands to hold his knees and first came to a pant.
"Say, who are you?" said the savage sword to their captives.
The man had already run out of breath and was thrown to the ground by an elbow. Where can I speak?
Feng did not know: "Let him go, it's okay."
The madman sword released his hand and stepped back two steps. Still looking at the attackers on the ground with a sword.
The man turned over, his face up, his chest undulating, and he didn't breathe for a long time. From the transparent mask, he is a white man, looks very young, about twenty years old, very small, about one meter six, and thin, with black hair with instant noodles.
When he was about to recover, the man sat up and stepped back with his hands, and he retreated to the wall and looked at the two people in front of him with horror.
"Let's talk about it." Feng Shih, let his eyes and him be at the same level, said: "What is your name?"
"External! You are this group of devils! Pagans!" The man hugged his helmet with his hands and shouted: "I don't want to hypnotize my brain with your 'magic words'! Hugh!"
The madman sword looked at it and said: "I am going to... It seems to be getting more and more complicated. Isn't this a science fiction script? How come the religious magic set up?"
I didn't feel a little hesitant, and then sneered: "No, I think this is the future sci-fi setting." He said, he took the steel knife from the bag.
The man began to desperately scream.
"Shut up..." I didn’t know how to use the normal volume first, but the other party was still yelling, and then I closed the steel knife holder on the guy’s neck and screamed: To shut up!"
The man was scared by him and suddenly snorted, but his expression was still frightened.
"You, call, what, name." Feng did not ask a word.
"Han... Hank." Hank replied.
"Hanke, what do you think I am, it doesn't matter. I don't need your trust, and I don't need to explain anything to you. But you must answer our questions truthfully, otherwise you will be very... very painful Die," said Feng.
"No... don't..." Hank said: "Don't kill me, my family has a mother... my brother is dead... I can't..."
"Do not talk nonsense!" Feng did not stop interrupting: "I asked, you answer."
Hank nodded, and his mood was a little calmer than a minute ago, like a child whose cry was scared.
"What are you doing, why are you coming here?" asked Feng.
"I... I'm a 'scavenger', our team... got instructions and came here to search." Hank replied.
"How many people do you have in your team?"
"Five..." Hank replied: "But other people... I lost contact with them a few hours ago." When he said this, he looked at the shadow of the sword with a weird look. .
"Don't look at me, I haven't killed your companion." The maddening sword is naturally aware that he has put away his sword and said casually: "We have seen one of your companions, but I saw him. Time... He is dead and killed by a monster.
He refers to the one who is parasitic by the octopus.
"What... blame... monster? Oh, my god... it." Hank’s body trembled, and he seemed to be crying out: "No wonder they said they saw something weird..."
"Which transportation did you come here?" asked the seal.

‘Traffic’?
Hank did not seem to understand the meaning of the word.
"What are you taking on?" The seal changed the way.
"It's a 'sand fish cabin'. The scavengers take this." Hank replied.
"Is it something like a boat or a car?"
"Car?" Hank is inexplicably.
Feng shook his head and sighed and continued to ask: "You have stayed in the 'sandfish cabin', and your other four companions went to the lab to explore, because they lost contact with them, so you Also follow it?"
"Yes." Hank nodded back.

Why are you attacking us?
asked the madman sword.
"You...you..." Hank looked at them and screamed: "Because you are outsiders..."
"Can you explain what is an outsider?" Feng said.
Hank replied: "Devil! People outside the village!"
"So how do you know that we are outsiders?" Feng asked.
"Your clothes..." Hank said: "I have never seen such clothes. And you can survive here without protective clothing."
"Oh?" I didn't feel an eyebrow: "What? Do you die when you breathe the air here?"
"Of course! Only the village has a clean, breathable air! The air outside is deadly! It is the poison of the outsiders!" Hank sighed.
Feng Jie stood up and went to the side of the Madonian sword: "Do you remember what the beginning of the 10th part of "Black Friday" is?"
"If you want to say something, you can say..." The madman sword said: "Whatever you say is what..."
"That is not remembered." Feng did not know.
"Crap, who will remember the details of the old movie that I didn't know when I saw it?" The madman swordsman said, but after he said this, he realized what he had, and then added: "Well, not including you." ......"
Feng did not know: "I remember very clearly that at the beginning of the film, members of the research team from the universe, in this laboratory, can take off the helmet of protective clothing to breathe. Of course... The premise is that they first tested the air quality and bacteria in the surrounding environment."
"Talk about the key points."
"The point is. This guy in front of us, as I have speculated before..." whispered and whispered. Hank, who stared back against the wall with his eyes: "...It should be a descendant of survivors on the old earth, but somehow, he is physically more powerful but not adapted to the environment, but has a tendency to degenerate. Even the immigrants in the universe can breathe the air in this lab in a short time, but he can't."
"Is this strange?"
"Darwin is a stick?" Feng did not ask.
"Oh..." The madman sword said: "Well, I am not very biological. But... you must be suggesting that this situation does not conform to the laws of species evolution?"
"A group of human beings living in a man-made environment like a spaceship has almost the same level of human heart function as humans more than 400 years ago." Feng did not know: "But this is a survivor of the earth living on such a bad air. It’s a look at a second-hand smoke that’s going to die.
He paused:
And, do you remember the guy who was killed by the octopus?

"You mean the one that was beheaded by you, forcibly stuffed into the grenade from the esophagus, and the word on the stomach was engraved?" The maddening sword shadow stunned: "Ha... It’s really easy to forget him...

"The guy's height is almost the same as that of Hank, and he is very thin." Feng did not know.
"and so?"
"They are white people... I remind you that in our time, the average height of men in Western European countries is generally around one meter eight, and that in northern Europe is close to one meter nine."
"Don't you think that malnutrition is a common phenomenon on this kind of environment?" The savage sword said, "This is just a game. Why do you have to entangle these details..."
Feng Huan shook his head: "I don't know how many humans on this old earth are there, but what is certain is... Hank's 'village' must have problems."
"Mad brother... You can't remember, we are going to kill the game 2v2, not to save the village where a npc is located."
Unexpectedly, he held out his hand and raised three fingers. He listed three reasons: "There are air quality in the village that do not consume the survival value, the technological strength that can make [anti-gravity catapults], and their villagers. Unbearable."
"Oh... you are not going to save the village, but to kill and rob, right?" The madness of the sword is to understand.
Feng Shuhui replied: "It is salvation or plunder, this will be said later... As long as we first try to board Hank's 'sandfish cabin' and leave this laboratory, it will be in an invincible position. Before the two guys' patience or blood is exhausted, we have a variety of strategies to choose from, and the initiative is completely in place."