Host Paradise

Chapter 242 Building (Part [-])
His eyes were extremely serious, as if he was thinking about something.

Then he looked at the wall on the right, "Forget it, just be reckless."

After finishing speaking, Wang Tianxiao took two steps back, then suddenly accelerated, came to the wall, and kicked hard!
"Boom!"

The entire wall cracked and then exploded.

Wang Tianxiao stepped on the broken pieces and walked into another room.

The room was dark, and the lights were not on.

But he didn't need it either, the room's door was just now illuminated by the afterglow of the room, and he only needed to go out to the corridor through the door here.

However, it's not there yet.
"Dangdangdang~"

The alarm bell rang from behind Wang Tianxiao again.

In a blink of an eye, he was back where he was before.

The closed door is still in front of me, and the broken wall on the right side has been restored.

"Dang Dang Dang~" The alarm bell was still ringing continuously.

"Snapped!"

Wang Tianxiao slapped it completely, and the alarm sound disappeared.

"Oh, it's really [beep!] Annoying, this kind of dungeon can't be used without force."

Speaking of which, Wang Tianxiao has become very dependent on force since he obtained the power lock and equipment skills beyond ordinary people.

After all, many things can be solved with just a few hands, so why do you have to go around so many circles to think about it.

As the saying goes - violence cannot solve problems, but extreme violence can.

However, extreme violence is not so easy to achieve for most things, such as the situation Wang Tianxiao is encountering now.

"What should we do?"

After being upset, he also forced himself to calm down and think.

"Let me think about it, going back in time when I go out of the threshold, and going back in time when I break the wall to go to the next room, that is to say, I can't get out of this room at all.

"Thinking about it the other way around, the solution to the problem must be here."

While thinking, Wang Tianxiao paced back and forth.

Simultaneously, his eyes flicked around the room.

"There is no problem with the wall." Wang Tianxiao said after touching it with his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he knelt down and knocked on the floor of the room, "It's not hollow, there's nothing hidden."

Then, he took off the pillows and the folded quilt on the bed, put them on the floor, and then lifted the sheets.

Below is a layer of cotton wool. After inspection, Wang Tianxiao found that it was just ordinary cotton wool.

So he covered the bed sheet with cotton wool, threw the whole thing on the ground, and then overturned the whole bed.

As a result, the bed base also didn’t have any pattern or sticking.

And the ground under the bed was empty, not even a little dust.

"It's so clean, someone must have lived there, at least yesterday." Wang Tianxiao thought.

At the same time, the sense of crisis in my heart is getting deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, he remembered the paint bucket.

"By the way, why is there such a thing on the bedside table?"

The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became, so he knelt down and quickly took out the paint bucket.

At this time, the lid of the paint bucket has become sealed again, which further proves the fact that time goes back.

However, Wang Tianxiao didn't pay much attention to these things that had been confirmed for a long time.

He lifted the cover, looked at the white paint inside, and fell into thinking—"Paint, what does it imply?"

"paint!"

Wang Tianxiao suddenly realized that he stood up, holding the paint in his left hand, and touched the pile of scum from the alarm clock with his right hand.

"It's a pity, but as long as you know ten past seven, Qishi will be fine."

After muttering to himself, Wang Tianxiao walked towards the door with the paint bucket in hand.

"I should have thought about it a long time ago, such an obvious reminder, why the handle of the wooden door has to be made of stone, of course it is for the painted stone!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Tianxiao poured a bucket of paint directly on the door of the room. Then, he threw away the bucket of paint, turned the doorknob without getting dirty, and walked out.

This time.
"Dangdangdang~"

The alarm clock still rang.

Wang Tianxiao returned to the ground in the room again.

The door in front of him was closed, and the ringing alarm clock was on the bedside table behind him.

But this time, Wang Tianxiao was not so irritable.

He wasn't depressed either. He still felt that the speculation just now was extremely possible, but it was obvious that he had overlooked something.

Thinking, he turned his head to look at the alarm clock that was still ringing - the pointer on it, like the previous few times, pointed to 12:[-].

"72? Qishi 10?" Wang Tianxiao suddenly remembered that at 2:[-] when he first came here, the minute hand that represented [-] minutes was also pointing to [-].

"So. I want to paint more than one." Wang Tianxiao said, and began to observe other places in the room, "Then besides the doorknob, what else is made of stone?"

"Of course it's the wall and the floor." He asked himself and answered, but after looking at the tiles on the ground, he thought, "There are too many other things mixed in here, it's not as pure as the wall, forget about painting the wall."

After finishing speaking, Wang Tianxiao took the paint bucket and splashed it on the wall, but he controlled his strength and only splashed part of it, not all of it.

After that, I went to the doorknob and splashed some more on the doorknob.

Then he put down the bucket, turned the door, looked at the dark corridor outside, took a deep breath and walked out.

Come to the corridor, one step, two steps, until you step into the darkness.

This time, Wang Tianxiao finally did not go back to the past!
But he didn't have time to be happy about it, because he found that the door he had left open before coming out had closed itself!

In the corridor, the only light source disappeared!
"Too bad, the flashlight has not been charged, so I can only take that risk." Wang Tianxiao thought.

Then, he took out the [Rechargeable Chest Lamp] from the [Backpack].

This thing also has a certain lighting function, but it is very fragile and useless, so Wang Tianxiao has been useless since he got it.

I need it now, so Wang Tianxiao took it out and pinned it in the center of his chest.

After putting it on, Wang Tianxiao could see clearly the scene two meters in front of him.

It doesn't help much, but it's better than nothing.

The front is still the same patterned carpet, and the same walls on both sides.

In this way, Wang Tianxiao continued to walk forward with the help of the chest lamp.

As he walked, he also thought about two questions.

First, why was the door closed just now?
Second, where are the teammates?
But it’s just a random thought. He doesn’t want to go back to the first question for the time being and can’t get to the bottom of it. It’s useless to think about the second question now that there are no clues. In fact, thinking about these is mainly to relieve fatigue on the dark road.

After walking for a long time, Wang Tianxiao felt that he had not reached the end.

He didn't bother to look back. After all, the chest light could only see the scene two meters ahead, and he couldn't see anything when he turned around.

He has already thought about it, and he will walk for a while, and if he has not seen the end, he will head back to the previous room.

In fact, along the way, Wang Tianxiao counted all the doors he passed by.

Doing this is also to think in advance to leave a way out for himself. If he can fight a prepared battle, he will definitely not be unprepared.

However, after walking for a while with this thought in mind, he finally saw the end.

But instead of the landing, there was a big hole, a big hole in the floor!
(End of this chapter)