Chapter 299: Denglou (6)

The seal stopped for a few seconds and then said: "The two pillars on either side of the object are exactly nine meters apart." At the moment when the last "m" was exported, he picked it up. One voice: "Run!"
The voice just fell, and when the autumn wind took a step, the sound of the building collapsed. Explain that at this moment, the "cognition" of the autumn wind has made scp233 work.
The loud noise behind him did not interfere with the action of the autumn wind. He rushed to the side of the three teammates to stop, and then turned his head to observe the changes there.
Scp233 only takes 0.23 seconds to destroy the material, and the process is silent. Therefore, when the collapse sounds, the destruction process has actually been completed. The sound that the autumn wind heard was a follow-up reaction, that is, the sound of building materials falling from the ceiling.
From the perspective of the seal, the count and the Hongjun, you can see that the two support columns themselves and the walls between the pillars are broken down almost at the same time as the "run" is called out. A section of the ceiling and ground parallel to the wall suddenly disappeared. Some concrete blocks that fell from the second floor smashed spp233, and one of them fell into the crack in the ground.
Such a building with an area of ​​several thousand square meters will naturally not be destroyed by a wall and two pillars in one corner.
After the small-scale collapse, the smoke scattered. Behind the wall, there was a dark space. The rectangular cracks in the ceiling and the ground form two paths.
"What is the situation? The things related to the nine will be obliterated?" asked the autumn wind.
Hongjun said: "It seems to be." He immediately understood why he did not intend to be an actor from the beginning.
The director also said: "So let the autumn wind with poor mathematics go..." He paused and flashed something in his head: "Oh, I understand, among us, there are three nicknames that are all nine paintings. The rest of the Hongjun. It is level 29, is this association?"
"Ah, that's what it means." Feng did not return.
Qiu Feng said: "But have you ever thought about it... From your point of view, my connection with 9 has only one word for 'autumn'. But from my point of view, I can think of n associations."
"This is also a helpless thing. Before the action, I can neither tell you the characteristics of the object, nor can you confirm any problems related to the nine, because it will speed up your thinking after getting the information." Road: "In short... you are still alive, it proves that my strategy is successful."
Feng shrug shrugged: "I am quite sure about this plan. When I shout, you are standing at a position about twenty meters from the thing, and its scope is only twenty-three meters. Even if it is only 23 meters. It is an ordinary person in real life, and it takes only two to three seconds to rush to a safe area.
After listening to that sentence, realizing the meaning of the number 9, and re-thinking that you are related to the first point of the 9th, the time spent is enough for you to take the role of that thing.
Of course, if you start from your point of view, you have an extremely close relationship with this number, and you will think of yourself in a few seconds... It is unfortunate.

The autumn wind did not have a slight opinion on the attitude and remarks of the seal. Because he feels that the other side is justified. The success rate of this program is indeed very high, and the other party has been designed to be very rigorous, to ensure their own safety to the maximum extent.
However, the autumn wind raised another question: "Wait... you said that the scope of the thing is twenty-three meters?"
"Yes." Feng did not know.
The other three exchanged a look. Finally, Hongjun said: "The problem is coming... Now this thing has fallen into the ground, unless it falls a full twenty-three meters, otherwise..."
"Otherwise, the passage there is still within its influence. We already know the rules. It will be obliterated as soon as it approaches that corner."
"You don't have to worry about this." Suddenly, a woman's voice rang.
The four players’ faces were a little surprised. Because of the source of the sound, in the dark space behind the wall.
With the snoring of the long high-heeled leather boots on the ground, a graceful figure came from the darkness.
As with the last time, the face of x23 is still pure and beautiful, the skin is still delicate and white, and the long black hair is draped behind the neck and swaying with the wind. The difference is that her clothing has become a black one-piece leather, and the bumpy body is more eye-catching under the leather.
Apart from clothing, she has hardly changed. She can't recognize her without a chance. After all, she has seen two derivatives.
"How come you are here?" Feng did not know: "This is a four-person script..."
"You can't think of other lines to say hello to your friends?" Twenty-three showed a charming smile, and the fangs in her mouth were also revealed at this moment, scaring Hongjun and they jumped.
Although Twenty-three has a distance of about 30 meters from the players, her voice can be clearly introduced into their ears.
"Ha ha... sorry." I didn't feel a smile. "Is it too late?" He knows that for the 23rd, the last time I saw myself, it may have been a year or two ago, or even longer. It's a thing.
Twenty-three replies: "As you can see, I am no longer limited to the rules of the fourth and third levels."
I didn’t know what I heard. I immediately understood that Twenty-three was already a second-level derivative, so she could appear here.
That’s good... It seems that you don’t have to struggle every moment.
The day is over."
"Well, yes." Twenty-three answered. According to the general dialogue etiquette, after receiving this sentence, she seems to have to ask how the seal did not feel, but she did not ask. Moreover, she looked at her unconscious eyes and seemed to reveal a sympathy.
"That... you suddenly appeared here, wouldn't it be specifically to say hello to me?" Feng asked.
"I am doing some recycling work recently." Twenty-three casually responded with a sentence and immediately shifted the topic. "Yes, I can't stay here for a long time, then I will make a long story short." She paused for a second and observed. After all the status of the four players, he said: "Your main task is to enter the reasoning club?" She did not wait for the other party to answer, and continued: "The head of the club. It is a very weird guy, and the strength is only Next to the four-column god." She glanced at the black space behind her: "He created a buffer space to stop me from entering the script to recycle scp233. And when you solve this puzzle, the blockage in the buffer space is self-defense. Disappeared."
"That is to say... the person in charge, who counts you as part of the script process."
Twenty-three: "Yes, I am now 'must' to leave with this scp as soon as possible, so... after I leave, you can move on." She said, raising her right hand and moving her finger slightly .
Next second. The scp233 rises quickly from the cracked ground and hoveres over the body of twenty-three.
"He is upstairs..." Twenty-three looked up at the top, and there seemed to be a little light curtain in the pupil. "Be careful on the road, mad."
Feng did not feel replied: "Oh, I will. You take care too much... after all, you..."
"I have to leave." Twenty-three interrupted the feeling brother, she hooked her finger, and the scp233 next to her flew into the black space behind the wall.
"I will see you again?" asked the seal.
The last time, the twenty-three said "Farewell." But she did not "death" as she expected, but reappeared. Therefore, I did not know what to ask.
"Yes..." Twenty-three back, say. She turned and entered the darkness.
In the moment when her figure plunged into the darkness, there was no such thing as her in the mouth: "... sure."
Twenty-three entered the space, and the wall that was disintegrated and disappeared was magically restored. The glowing data stream drips like a waterfall. Reshaped the wall. However, the gap leading to the second floor and the holes on the ground are still there, and the concrete blocks falling from the ceiling are still scattered on the ground.
"Oh... crazy brother." About a minute later, only three of the three teammates spoke. The first thing to talk about is the autumn wind. "Can you explain... what is this?"
"The beauty should be npc." Count: "Why does npc mention the word "script"?"
Hong Weidao: "Under the circumstances, the scripts are randomly generated. Why do you show up with the npc for a long time..."
I don’t know how to answer them. After all, the game company has already said hello to himself. At the beginning, Pan Fenghua and his two gm also discussed this with him. Derivatives are best kept confidential and confidential.
"Actually... she is a special humanoid program in the game that is similar to the recycle bin." Feng began to play his novelist's instant storytelling ability: "As you can see, she is not affected by scp233. And you guys. I also heard that she said that she was doing 'recycling work'.
He said with a sigh:
I used to see her once in other scripts, so she knew me.
He pretended to mysteriously lowered his voice. "You can't spread it everywhere. If you spread it on a large scale, I can leave it alone."
The three people will be suspicious after hearing the words, but even if they suspect, they have no basis to overthrow the unspeakable remarks.
"Well... indeed, judging by some of the spoofing settings of Dream Company in the game, it is not impossible for their employees to design smart programs to look like beautiful women in the script."
The autumn wind also buried the doubt in the heart, and joked on the mouth: "Mad brother, the other party is a humanoid program. What kind of attitude is this when you talk about it... You can't fall in love with different dimensions."
Unconsciously, he was a person who would be silenced after being spit out. He immediately smirked his mouth and said: "Oh... I didn't expect you to evolve into Lei Qiu without using a lightning stone."
"The elf's stalk is not finished yet!"
Hongjun looked at them silently, and did not react to the two people's jokes.
At the moment, Hongjun’s brain is integrating information and thinking about problems. He obviously does not explain the envelopes. However, unlike the autumn wind and the meter manager, he quickly associates a vocabulary. This word he only saw in the forum, and the information related to it is just some A legend that cannot be confirmed.
However, in the previous scene, it seems that I can use that vocabulary to explain the derivatives. (To be continued...)