Almighty Game System

The sightseeing platform is not big, about seven or eight square meters. The entire sightseeing staircase is completely enclosed by hard bulletproof glass, only a small vent is left at the top. Le Xuan glanced at the building number on the side of the staircase, and has arrived at 280 three, only five floors away from the top.

And there is a dead body lying on the sightseeing platform on this floor, and it is not a normal person's body at first glance, it looks like a witch?
That's right, a witch!Because this old woman with a tragic death was wearing a gray robe, with a carrot-sized nose on her face, and a pointed wizard hat that had been trampled on so that her original color could not be seen. A broom and a Apple, very much like the villain witch in fairy tales.

At this time, the system prompt also sounded: "Congratulations to the player who triggered the instant plot, please try to find clues by yourself, and you can get random rewards when you reach the top."

Le Xuan was still waiting for the next message from the system, but there was no movement at all. The nonsense that hadn't spoken for a long time suddenly yawned and said, "Ah, I slept so well!"

"Look at what's going on!" Le Xuan squatted beside the corpse, looking at the horrific witch.

The witch had a scar the size of a bowl on her chest, her heart and gallbladder were gone, her skull was lifted like a teapot lid, her brain was also missing, and there were no shoes on her feet, which seemed to imply something.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really miserable." Nonsense sucked his teeth and said, "What kind of hatred wants to make people like this."

As the big villain in fairy tales, the witch has always been an unattainable existence. She curses when she disagrees with her, and always makes the protagonist want to die. But this poor witch has fallen to death The fate of the corpse.

Le Xuan pinched his nose and turned over the witch's smelly corpse with his toes, and unexpectedly found a line of words on the ground: "Whyisaravenlikeawriting-desk?"

"This sentence is so familiar, I must have heard it somewhere!" Le Xuan sat cross-legged next to the corpse, with his right hand supporting his chin, trying to search deep in his memory. After a while, Le Xuan slapped his forehead and said: " I remembered!"

This is a classic line in the famous fairy tale "Alice in Wonderland", when Alice and the Mad Hatter parted, meaning why is the crow like a writing desk?
After figuring this out, it seems that the reasoning became easier. Le Xuan thought for a moment according to the characteristics of the four characters in the fairy tale, and then figured out why the witch died like this.

Alice and her three little friends killed the witch together, and then the cowardly lion took the witch's gall, the tin woodman who wished to become a human took away the heart, the scarecrow who longed for wisdom took away the brain, and Alice Take away the witch's magic shoes.

"It's really ruining my childhood. Alice was the most beautiful goddess when I was a child. I really didn't expect it." Le Xuan's tone didn't know whether it was admiration or emotion.

"Now is not the time for you to be sentimental." Nonsense: "I suggest you take the witch's relic with you, it may be useful for solving puzzles later."

"I think so too." Le Xuan snapped his fingers, and put the witch's hat, broom and apple. Fortunately, the luggage was still usable this time, so Le Xuan put these things into the luggage space.

After getting ready, Le Xuan was about to continue to go up, but was surprised to find that the place where the stairs should be turned into a roof, and on the other side was a dark corridor, calling Le Xuan to walk over.

"This kind of unique choice is really painful, but it would be nice if there is a beautiful girl waving a handkerchief standing next to her." Le Xuan habitually complained, and stepped into the corridor with vigor.

Whenever he came to this kind of place where he couldn't see his fingers, Le Xuan always felt inexplicably refreshed, because the existence of the eagle eye skill did reduce a lot of troubles, for example, now, the four distinct footprints on the ground clearly appeared In front of Le Xuan.

"This is very easy." Le Xuan squatted on the ground and said, "The lion's footprints are obvious, followed by the tin man. The footprints of this cloth shoe belong to the scarecrow. The other row of small footprints must belong to Alice."

"I want to know everything with my ass." Lexuan's detective look made the bullshit feel painful, and a bucket of cold water poured down and said: "I feel that if you don't hurry up, you will have to pay for the treat."

"Yes!" Le Xuan was shocked when he heard the words, and immediately stepped forward. The corridor is very long, and it is impossible to be the corridor in the Lighthouse Restaurant. There is only one explanation. When entering the real-time plot, the environment follows the requirements of the plot There have been changes, but it doesn't matter, anyway, there is only one road, just go.

The sound of footsteps was very clear in the silent corridor. If you stay in this environment for a long time, you will definitely be depressed, but fortunately, there is nonsense to accompany you, Le Xuan doesn't feel any discomfort.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a ray of light finally appeared in front of him. Le Xuan walked to the light and found that he had reached the end of the corridor, and this light came from the crack of a door at the end of the corridor.

"What's inside?" Le Xuan put his hand on the doorknob, turned the doorknob lightly, and said to himself, "The big bad wolf? Sleeping beauty? Or seven lustful dwarves?"

The door was slowly pushed open, and Le Xuan was embarrassed to find that he had guessed wrong. There was only a square hall behind the door. The room was empty, except for a polyhedron the size of a basketball placed in the center.

"Don't go in yet!" Based on the principle of going up to see if there are clues, Le Xuan was about to check the polyhedron, but was interrupted by a nonsense sudden shout.

"What's wrong?" Le Xuan's whole body trembled, and he said displeasedly: "Don't be surprised in this environment, it's easy to have a heart attack!"

"I feel that if you just go in like this, it will definitely be a dead end." Nonsense: "This thing should be a supernatural substance contained by the SCP organization. From the environmental point of view, it should be 233."

"Mathematics?" Le Xuan couldn't help but support his forehead and said, "I hate mathematics, and now when I think of the teacher's face, I will yawn and feel sleepy."

"It's not exactly mathematics." Nonsense: "The project number SCP-233, the project security level keter, must be stored in a concrete cubic storage space with a size of 23X23X23 in a special way. The SCP organization has established a 23-meter safe area. Any D-class personnel who are not 23 years old are allowed to cross the safety zone. For the convenience of research, it is recommended to use D-class researchers whose birthday is on X-23."

"What is it?" Le Xuan's head is now full of the number 23, and he couldn't help complaining: "Isn't my birthday just December 12, the day before Christmas Eve?"

"Then you have to be more careful." Talking a little impatiently said: "Any negligence may cause you to be killed in seconds, I don't want to get a box lunch in advance."

"Then what should I do?" Talking rarely speaks in this tone, Le Xuan couldn't help frowning.