endless force
Chapter 305
Chapter 305
He endured the stench and checked the corpse's mouth, but found nothing. Mo Fan was thinking about whether to dissect the corpse and check it out.
Suddenly, it was found that there seemed to be a small white spot in the huge wound on the throat of the corpse. Carefully pinched the white spot, and slowly pulled it out. It turned out to be a small piece of paper the size of a fingernail.
The blood almost stained the entire piece of paper red, but fortunately at least a few small black writings on it could be seen clearly—belly!
"Tummy?" Mo Fan touched the round belly of the corpse, frowning slightly.
With his current strength, without a sharp weapon, it is too difficult to cut open the belly of this corpse.
Of course, he doesn't intend to do this either. For now, this is just a game anyway, and the system won't allow players to do things that are too out of line.
So even if the clues are really in the belly of the corpse, there is definitely no need for Mo Fan to dissect it. There must be other ways.
There was less than 5 minutes left, and he couldn't think any more. He pressed every inch of the corpse's belly carefully, but he didn't feel any foreign objects. There must be something wrong.
"Stomach?" Mo Fan flicked his messy hair, "It seems that this corpse is not the only one with a stomach, right? Playing word games again?"
As soon as he thought of this, he immediately checked his belly, and found a line of small characters above the belly button - knocking on the top 22 times!
There was nothing to think about, Mo Fan immediately followed suit, and with a "click", the coffin board on the left fell down slowly, and the exit appeared in front of his eyes.
The outside was as dark as the inside. Mo Fan was not in a hurry to go out. He took a photo with his mobile phone to confirm that there were no dangers or traps before climbing out.
I took a picture of the surrounding area with my mobile phone, and found that it was still in a dark and closed environment, surrounded by cold and hard walls, airtight, without doors and windows.
The three stacked coffins already occupied most of the space, with the top sticking to the top, leaving only a passageway just enough for one person to walk around.
Walking around the coffin, Mo Fan found a few lines of clear writing on the outside of the coffin. Needless to say, he knew that it was left behind by the guy who tied him up.
This feeling of following the opponent's plan every step of the way is really uncomfortable, but now he has no capital to resist, so he can only continue to follow the path arranged by the opponent.
"Being able to read this passage successfully means that you are getting closer to escaping from birth, and of course, it may also mean that you are getting closer to death!
Now, you will face a choice again. I have planted a bomb in each of your lover, relative, lover, and brother's house.
However, you can only save one person!
There is a mobile phone on the ground, you only need to send a text message to the number in the phone's address book, explaining which one you want to save, and you can save that one.
Of course, after you send the message to save the target, the bombs in the homes of your other relatives and friends will detonate at the same time!
This time, you have half an hour to think. When the time is up, if you haven't given an answer, they will all die! "
On the ground below the writing, there was a black mobile phone lying quietly. Mo Fan picked it up and checked it, and found that it was the same as the one in his hand, but there was only a mysterious number in the address book.
Now that there is obviously a signal, then Mo Fan only needs to use the mobile phone obtained in the previous level to contact his family members and let them all leave the house, wouldn't they all be able to be rescued easily?
But things are obviously not that simple. Mo Fan picked up the phone from the previous level, and just dialed a number, when a burst of electric sparks flashed, accompanied by a faint green smoke, the phone was immediately scrapped.
From this point of view, he can only make a choice obediently, but he feels that according to the urine nature of the previous few levels, the manipulator behind the scenes will definitely leave him here with clues to save his family and lover.
Originally, Mo Fan's main task was to escape from birth. He didn't need to rescue these so-called relatives and lovers, but he knew.If there is no way to save him, the mission will not go on, and he will not be able to escape, so he has to be rescued.
It's just a level designed for him by the manipulator behind the scenes, and the few people closest to him are always difficult to pass. Could it be a psychopath who was stimulated when he was a child?Can't see other people's happiness?
Or some kind of righteous defender?Can't you see that he has a mistress?
While thinking wildly, Mo Fan began to search this place carefully. This time he was given ample time, so it is conceivable that the difficulty must have been greatly improved.
But after searching for a long time, let alone clues, Mao didn't find a single one, as if he hadn't prepared any clues at all.
Seeing that more than half of the time has passed, and there is still nothing, Mo Fan looked at the mysterious number on the phone, suddenly slapped his head, and thought, "Didn't I remember the phone numbers of those relatives and friends just now? I will use this phone to make a call." A phone call or a text message, isn’t that all right?”
But soon, he once again learned the tricks of the manipulator behind the scenes. No matter which number he dialed to his relatives, lover, brother, or lover, he couldn't dial out, nor could he send out text messages.
"Even with black technology, it's still a joke!" Mo Fan was quite helpless. It seemed that he could only make a call if the manipulator behind the scenes allowed him to make a call. It is obviously impossible to play tricks by memorizing the number. .
However, this attempt gave him a little reminder. Since the phone calls and text messages that are not allowed by the manipulator behind the scenes can't be sent, shouldn't it be enough to send what the other party allows?
Without ink marks, Mo Fan directly dialed the mysterious number in the address book. The moment he really dialed it, he knew there was something going on.
After a few seconds, the call was really connected, and a hoarse male voice came from the phone, "It seems that you are not very smart, it took you nearly 10 minutes to think of such a simple thing as calling me directly. !"
"Don't fuck Mo Fan said badly.
"Hehe." The other party sneered, "Since you don't like listening to nonsense, I won't tell you useless nonsense. Now tell me, which one do you want?"
"I don't want to save any of them." Mo Fan said lightly.
The other party was obviously caught off guard by this answer, and after being stunned for a moment, he continued to laugh grinningly, "Well, I'll let them all die now, I hope you won't regret it!"
"There is nothing to regret." Mo Fan really didn't admit it, he looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, as if he didn't care about the lives of those relatives and friends at all.
(End of this chapter)
He endured the stench and checked the corpse's mouth, but found nothing. Mo Fan was thinking about whether to dissect the corpse and check it out.
Suddenly, it was found that there seemed to be a small white spot in the huge wound on the throat of the corpse. Carefully pinched the white spot, and slowly pulled it out. It turned out to be a small piece of paper the size of a fingernail.
The blood almost stained the entire piece of paper red, but fortunately at least a few small black writings on it could be seen clearly—belly!
"Tummy?" Mo Fan touched the round belly of the corpse, frowning slightly.
With his current strength, without a sharp weapon, it is too difficult to cut open the belly of this corpse.
Of course, he doesn't intend to do this either. For now, this is just a game anyway, and the system won't allow players to do things that are too out of line.
So even if the clues are really in the belly of the corpse, there is definitely no need for Mo Fan to dissect it. There must be other ways.
There was less than 5 minutes left, and he couldn't think any more. He pressed every inch of the corpse's belly carefully, but he didn't feel any foreign objects. There must be something wrong.
"Stomach?" Mo Fan flicked his messy hair, "It seems that this corpse is not the only one with a stomach, right? Playing word games again?"
As soon as he thought of this, he immediately checked his belly, and found a line of small characters above the belly button - knocking on the top 22 times!
There was nothing to think about, Mo Fan immediately followed suit, and with a "click", the coffin board on the left fell down slowly, and the exit appeared in front of his eyes.
The outside was as dark as the inside. Mo Fan was not in a hurry to go out. He took a photo with his mobile phone to confirm that there were no dangers or traps before climbing out.
I took a picture of the surrounding area with my mobile phone, and found that it was still in a dark and closed environment, surrounded by cold and hard walls, airtight, without doors and windows.
The three stacked coffins already occupied most of the space, with the top sticking to the top, leaving only a passageway just enough for one person to walk around.
Walking around the coffin, Mo Fan found a few lines of clear writing on the outside of the coffin. Needless to say, he knew that it was left behind by the guy who tied him up.
This feeling of following the opponent's plan every step of the way is really uncomfortable, but now he has no capital to resist, so he can only continue to follow the path arranged by the opponent.
"Being able to read this passage successfully means that you are getting closer to escaping from birth, and of course, it may also mean that you are getting closer to death!
Now, you will face a choice again. I have planted a bomb in each of your lover, relative, lover, and brother's house.
However, you can only save one person!
There is a mobile phone on the ground, you only need to send a text message to the number in the phone's address book, explaining which one you want to save, and you can save that one.
Of course, after you send the message to save the target, the bombs in the homes of your other relatives and friends will detonate at the same time!
This time, you have half an hour to think. When the time is up, if you haven't given an answer, they will all die! "
On the ground below the writing, there was a black mobile phone lying quietly. Mo Fan picked it up and checked it, and found that it was the same as the one in his hand, but there was only a mysterious number in the address book.
Now that there is obviously a signal, then Mo Fan only needs to use the mobile phone obtained in the previous level to contact his family members and let them all leave the house, wouldn't they all be able to be rescued easily?
But things are obviously not that simple. Mo Fan picked up the phone from the previous level, and just dialed a number, when a burst of electric sparks flashed, accompanied by a faint green smoke, the phone was immediately scrapped.
From this point of view, he can only make a choice obediently, but he feels that according to the urine nature of the previous few levels, the manipulator behind the scenes will definitely leave him here with clues to save his family and lover.
Originally, Mo Fan's main task was to escape from birth. He didn't need to rescue these so-called relatives and lovers, but he knew.If there is no way to save him, the mission will not go on, and he will not be able to escape, so he has to be rescued.
It's just a level designed for him by the manipulator behind the scenes, and the few people closest to him are always difficult to pass. Could it be a psychopath who was stimulated when he was a child?Can't see other people's happiness?
Or some kind of righteous defender?Can't you see that he has a mistress?
While thinking wildly, Mo Fan began to search this place carefully. This time he was given ample time, so it is conceivable that the difficulty must have been greatly improved.
But after searching for a long time, let alone clues, Mao didn't find a single one, as if he hadn't prepared any clues at all.
Seeing that more than half of the time has passed, and there is still nothing, Mo Fan looked at the mysterious number on the phone, suddenly slapped his head, and thought, "Didn't I remember the phone numbers of those relatives and friends just now? I will use this phone to make a call." A phone call or a text message, isn’t that all right?”
But soon, he once again learned the tricks of the manipulator behind the scenes. No matter which number he dialed to his relatives, lover, brother, or lover, he couldn't dial out, nor could he send out text messages.
"Even with black technology, it's still a joke!" Mo Fan was quite helpless. It seemed that he could only make a call if the manipulator behind the scenes allowed him to make a call. It is obviously impossible to play tricks by memorizing the number. .
However, this attempt gave him a little reminder. Since the phone calls and text messages that are not allowed by the manipulator behind the scenes can't be sent, shouldn't it be enough to send what the other party allows?
Without ink marks, Mo Fan directly dialed the mysterious number in the address book. The moment he really dialed it, he knew there was something going on.
After a few seconds, the call was really connected, and a hoarse male voice came from the phone, "It seems that you are not very smart, it took you nearly 10 minutes to think of such a simple thing as calling me directly. !"
"Don't fuck Mo Fan said badly.
"Hehe." The other party sneered, "Since you don't like listening to nonsense, I won't tell you useless nonsense. Now tell me, which one do you want?"
"I don't want to save any of them." Mo Fan said lightly.
The other party was obviously caught off guard by this answer, and after being stunned for a moment, he continued to laugh grinningly, "Well, I'll let them all die now, I hope you won't regret it!"
"There is nothing to regret." Mo Fan really didn't admit it, he looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, as if he didn't care about the lives of those relatives and friends at all.
(End of this chapter)
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