Chapter 170: Despicable me (2)

I didn’t feel worried about being shot by a single shot. In the case of four Contra medals, the first four deaths were just a kind of consumption. At present, in addition to the reason for disconnection or retreat, this single-player survival script with difficulty in nightmare has only two possible failures: first, after all the medals are used, the fifth time is killed; second, just as before The boss in the broadcast said: "Once you are poisoned, you will be directly judged as a failure to clear the customs", that is, the moment you finish the ninety-two minutes, the failure will be declared.
In short, no matter what is waiting in the first corridor in front of you, the worst result is death. The factors that can directly lead to the failure of customs clearance do not exist. Of course, if there is, then this factor is a completely unknown failure flag. But this possibility is very small and unreasonable, just like you play Super Mario. The game description says, fall into the pit or die when the time is over. As a result, you just left the first question mark, the question mark. It exploded. It is clear that this has become another game of nature...
Unconsciously holding his hands, he took a steady and steady step forward, turned his body to the angle of the corridor, stood at the door of the first door, and still did not hear any response after shouting. . He had already prepared for the oncoming bullet, and what surprised him was that there was no one in the corridor in front of him.
There are no shooters, no weapons, and the corridors are empty.
Perhaps the person who shot was shooting at a distance far from the eye? And the gunshots have been passed through the corridor to this side? I don’t feel like I’m thinking.
If this is the case, the other party is definitely not a one-shot killer. Because the gun can't play a role beyond the user's line of sight, the gunman can use this thing to open fire in the sky or in an empty corridor. I don't know how many people who are far away from the sky are lying in the air.
As for the weapon used by the shooter... According to the distance, the sniper rifle is very suspect, but if the human neck is really hit by a sniper bomb with a diameter of more than 12 mm, it will never be seen. The effect of penetrating and blasting blood should be that the entire head falls.
How can a general gun achieve this range and accuracy? Could it be said that the other side gave a hit shot and hit a long-range sight? Or does the shooter have an ultra-long-range observation skill similar to the eagle eye?
Another question is that if the other party is really shooting at a very long distance, he will not hear it at all. So... what is he doing at the moment? Does he still stay in place and see the seal in front of the door? Or did he put the gun down and move after killing people? If it is moving, is he coming here now, or is he leaving the other side of the corridor?
"If the other person can see me, and he is me, then he should be able to notice that I am not the same as the one just now. If the other party can't tell. It is likely that the first shot didn't work, then It should have been launched for the second time, but he did not... Is his skill or weapon cooling?" I thought without thinking. "No... not like this."
He let go and walked through the first door without delay, while moving forward. While carefully looking at the floors, walls and ceilings in front of the corridor, try to find some clues.
Unexpectedly overthrew the assumption of long-range shooting, although that hypothesis can explain why he only heard the footsteps of a person running away, and why there was no more sound in the corridor after the gunshot, but... in this corridor No one is empty. Obviously there is another explanation, one is simpler. It is also a more reasonable explanation at this stage.
"Is it an illusion?" Feng did not know: "The 'I' just now, and the gunshot, are just the information I got visually and audibly. Now there is no body, no shell, even the ground. The blood stains turned into white light disappeared..." He looked back and looked at the fan-shaped space: "The phrase 'all wrong' and 'you don't want to...' is hinting at me, it is wrong to take this road. Don't go any further?" He touched his chin. "Well, if I think about it, I should ignore this influence and go from this road?"
He really couldn't find the anomalies around him. This corridor, like the one he had walked before, had no significant features. Every paragraph was the same, and no footprints were left on the floor. He hurried back to the fan-shaped area and stayed for more than a dozen seconds without any signs that the flag was triggered.
Looking at the four doors in front of me, four roads, I can't help but sink into it: "The usual thinking is that the four roads lead to a bottle of medicine, but if it is another situation... If only one road is correct It can lead to four bottles of medicine, and the other three are dead ends..."
He scratched his head. "Or... there are two paths leading to the potion? The other two are dead roads; or three roads are correct, only one is a dead end." He moved his gaze to the first door. : "What just happened, is it a hint, or is it interference? I think more about the overlapping time and space, or..."
"Oh..." I couldn’t help but look up at the ceiling. "In the scenario where the set is so monotonous and prompts so few, what do you want me to do..."
Although from the beginning of this chapter, there have been more than a thousand words of thought process and behavior, but in fact, he only spent more than two minutes, simplifying into one sentence: flashing to the front, brain filling, advancing A few steps, brain fill, back to the fan-shaped space, and then brain supplement.
It’s been seventeen minutes since the storyline was completed and the second time that I’m not able to get the ability to act. It’s been from the time when he heard the keyword
92 minutes
in the radio. It took 16 minutes. There is not much difference between the two. No matter which one is the standard, the time of this minute is basically negligible.
At the moment, you can divide the time required to find four bottles of medicine on average, then 92 minutes, it can be divided into four paragraphs and twenty-three minutes, that is, on average, every twenty-three minutes, it is not enough. You have to find a bottle of medicine to ensure that the antidote is synthesized before the onset of the poison.
He didn't even see the shadow of the first bottle of pharmacy. It was not a way to delay it. So he turned his head... and walked into the third corridor.