Sweep across the Doomsday Proving Ground [Unlimited]

This painting is quietly placed in the center of the room.

The room is surrounded by multi-layered bookshelves - full of colorful paint, old canvases, and messy picture books.

For some reason, the more the room has such an atmosphere, the more creepy it feels, as if something will definitely happen in the room as long as you walk in a few steps.

Sun Ze pulled Li Lin and Wu Dong to stand at the door, panned for a while, adjusted the angle of view, but still did not dare to enter.

What's more, there is a piece of bright red cloth that is about to cover the picture frame forever.

No matter how you look at it, it's very weird.

"Why don't you go?" Sun Ze shrank his neck and said to Li Lin.

Li Lin quickly shook his head, just as he was about to say excuses, he suddenly remembered that there was Wu Dong beside him, so he hurriedly said, "You are so brave, why don't you—"

Before the words were finished, two figures entered the room under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Everyone's faces turned pale.

Before they could react, Xu Zhuo reached out and lifted the red cloth.

A collage appeared in their field of vision.

In the dim light of the room, a man tilted his head sideways, his eyes blank.At the position of his right shoulder, a lion's head grew out of thin air.In addition, there was an unknown beast, with black claws holding a long pole, and grinning at the man.

In addition, there are several snakes hovering around the man, sticking out their tongues, as if they could rush out of the painting at any time.

Looking at the red cloth thrown on the ground by Xu Yan, someone in the crowd realized: "Is this covered with a red cloth the lost painting?"

"That person did say he was wearing a red cloth."

"It's too easy to pass the level..."

When everyone heard it, they started discussing it in a hurry.

And at this moment, accompanied by a crisp system sound, a cold and polite male voice sounded.

[Congratulations on finding one of Duke Elvis' favorite paintings. ]

[This is the treasure of the museum, but unfortunately, it is not a lost painting. ]

[The Duke of Elvis said that if the guests can find the painting, he can also give this favorite work to the guest to thank him for his hard work]

Xu Zhuo snorted.

He took a few steps back, and walked straight to the bookshelf on the right while keeping his peripheral vision in check.Just as he was about to open the album, another figure happened to come over and reached out to the album.

The backs of the hands of two people were hit.

Xu Zhuo: "..."

"It seems that I have encountered some trouble." The fingertips of the figure still rested on it, and said unhurriedly, "I also want to read this album."

Xu Zhuo asked with a dark face: "Can you calm down for a while?"

Gu Chengye shook his head: "No."

"If you're looking for clues, I suggest going there." Gu Chengye lifted his chin to the left, "However, there may only be drawing boards and other tools there. It's okay to see the date of creation."

Xu Zhuo looked at him: "You don't need to remind me."

Gu Chengye smiled, flipped through a few pages of the album casually, and slowly pushed it to Xu Zhuo: "Please."

Xu Zhuo snorted again.

Looking at the two of them, Sun Ze suddenly said, "I feel a pain in my face."

Neighbor Li: "?"

Sun Ze: "...it's okay."

In fact, there is nothing else, just a few hours ago, he said that Xu Zhuo has a good temper.

Well, it's really good.

Looking at the picture albums and books thrown on the floor by them, Xu Ting who was outside the room asked in a low voice, "Are they looking for something?"

Hou Chengshuo said "ah", "I don't know..."

"Then why don't we help?" Someone suggested, "There are so many of us, even if we need to find something, it will be faster if we work together."

Xu Ting nodded, but encountered difficulties when she spoke.

Two people, one is a subject with equal status to them, but it seems that they are thousands of miles away from others, and they dare not speak to him at all.And the other one, who seemed easy to talk to, was the chief who had the power of life and death.

In this way, the essence is the same.

Xu Ting sighed in distress.

Just when she was about to pull Hou Chengshuo to make him speak, a boy from the other group suddenly said, "I... seem to know about this painting."

He paused, and said a little unconfidently: "It just feels that the genre is more similar, not sure."

Even so, as soon as this sentence came out, everyone regained hope.

The boy stroked his chin, looking hard at thinking.

"It may be something... of the modernist genre. This painting is stitched together, which is quite similar to the painting method that emerged at that time." He said, "Someone ordered this kind of painting in the besieged city before, and I wondered why they didn't choose it. Mainstream painting, choose this kind of work that not many people appreciate..."

Sun Ze glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. He remembered that this boy was called Xu Dacheng. When he introduced himself before, he said that they were in the oil painting business in the sixth district of the besieged city, and they knew some basic art schools.

How should I put it, in a test site like the siege, even a superficial understanding can be of great help at certain critical moments, and sometimes even save lives.

"Brother, if you can think of a little bit, it's a little bit." Sun Ze said, "Is there any more?"

"It's kind of like... Dadaism?"

Sun Ze: "What is that?"

Xu Dacheng frowned and tried hard to think: "It's to break away from reality and integrate the impossible things into the paintings. For example, the sky and the ocean are placed on the same plane. Oh, but I'm not sure about this... "

Sun Ze sighed after hearing this.

Not to mention how many clues can be found, he has never heard of Dadaism alone.

Even if there are people who recognize paintings in the team, they don't seem to understand them well, so those who don't understand at all, it seems that they can only wait to die here.

Just when they were distressed, the two people in the room came out.

They almost didn't react with panic, just like visiting an art gallery, or just taking a walk.

"Then what..." Seeing them walking towards the other side of the stairs, Sun Ze couldn't help asking, "What are we going to do now?"

Xu Zhuo stopped, and said coldly: "Wait."

"what?"

They are still in the fog, but the two in front of them seem to have pressed the fast forward button, and it seems that the experiment will be over in the next moment.

Li Lin took a few steps forward: "It's good if you can help me a little bit, such as unlocking all the door locks here, and looking for paintings or something?"

Xu Zhuo didn't say a word.

Gu Chengye, on the other hand, nodded and said yes.

Sun Ze regained his energy and said that he would definitely help.

But the next moment, he frowned in distress: "The word on the floor just now..."

"The Last Supper, the Last Supper." Xu Zhuo's expression remained calm, "The painting in the Bible shows Jesus having dinner with the twelve disciples."

Everyone was slightly taken aback.

"If the twelve disciples correspond to the twelve doors here, then the password should be their English abbreviations." Xu Zhuo said, "The positions of the disciples in sequence on this painting should also correspond to the positions here."

Everyone suddenly realized.

"I am familiar with this." Xu Dacheng said, "Several churches in the city we besieged had ordered such paintings at that time, and the names and locations are no problem."

Xu Zhuo didn't say any more, and walked directly to the stairs.

When everyone was discussing the password, Sun Ze pulled Wu Dong and Li Lin who were forced to pack together, and followed Xu Zhuo and the others for a few steps.

"Don't you really need to go together?" Sun Ze said, "We have someone who can fight here, and Wu Dong is very good."

Xu Zhuo: "No need."

"Then... where are you going?"

"Downstairs water tank."

Sun Ze frowned: "Water tank?"

Xu Zhuo hummed coldly, and didn't seem to want to explain.

"That painting is interesting." Gu Chengye said at this time, he narrowed his eyes slightly: "So we are going to check it out and see if there is anything more interesting."

Xu Zhuo pursed his lips and looked at him for a few seconds, then said, "Pay attention to the words you use."

Gu Chengye rubbed his chin and smiled: "Okay, it's the subject who wants to see it, not us."

Sun Ze said "oh", even though he didn't know why he agreed with this.

Just when he turned around and was going to take Wu Dong and Li Lin back, he heard Xu Zhuo say the title of a painting.

"Lion of Belfort."

His voice has always been cold, reflecting an indescribable sense of alienation.

But for some reason, Sun Ze and the others stopped.

"From Max Ernst, Aweek of kindness." Xu Zhuo said, "Although the protagonists are of different genders, according to the creative techniques, location, perspective, etc., it should be this one."

"So you are going to find something related to him?"

"He was a surrealist painter."

"……so?"

Seeing Xu Zhuo's cold face, Sun Ze quickly waved his hands: "It's okay, you go and do your work, it's useless if we know."

"In that series of paintings, except for this alchemy painting, all the paintings have absurd imagery." Gu Chengye continued Xu Zhuo's words, "Surrealism is really interesting."

interesting?

Sun Ze was stunned.

Maybe their cognition is a little different.

Suddenly, Xu Zhuo and Gu Chengye disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

The light downstairs was even dimmer than before.

Only the two oil lamps at the end are still holding on. They are flickering with faint candlelight, as if they will be extinguished at any moment.

The stairs creaked, Xu Zhuo and Gu Chengye turned on the flashlights and walked deep into the corridor.

All around was quiet, only the faint sound of water remained.

In fact, Xu Zhuo noticed this noise when the scarlet letters appeared just now.Although it was interrupted by Gu Chengye's gunshot within a few seconds, this time is enough.

Except for system factors, such details are indeed easy to become suspicious.

And this suspicion, with the appearance of the first painting, gradually became a clue——

Surreal genre.

In this series of paintings, there are a lot of weird content, such as the ocean can be connected with the bedroom, or the human head can appear directly on the floor, as if there is life that can move at any time, even though the protagonist next to it is in good condition.

Like reality, but also like beyond reality.

That's why Xu Zhuo paid attention to this.

Under the floor, is there something similar to a water tank connected to allow blood to seep from the cracks in the floor.

They kicked away the debris piled in front of them.

Accompanied by the wooden boards scattered all over the floor, Gu Chengye suddenly said: "The attitude was very good just now, and it deserves encouragement."

Xu Zhuo didn't say a word, and after kicking the wooden box away, he glanced at him from the side.

They all use peripheral vision to preserve vision compared to other subjects staring at each other.

This method is very difficult and risky, and at the same time, you need to trust the strength of the opponent to use it safely-so even the experienced Sun Ze and the others gave up this method and changed to a conservative method of active movement.

Of course, Xu Zhuo didn't trust Gu Chengye.

But the strange thing is that he acquiesced to this mode, and quickly adapted to it, as if he didn't need to adjust at all.

like now.

Their actions to open the water tank collided again.

Xu Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, as if trying to accept this fact.

The long iron rod in his hand was touching the box board right now, and then he looked at Gu Chengye who was also holding the iron rod, and asked, "Can you let me have a moment?"

"No way." Gu Chengye narrowed his eyes slightly, "This is the only tool here."

Xu Zhuo ignored him.

The tip of the sharp iron rod was full of determination, and he snapped the sharp hook into the groove of the board, and pressed down hard with his arms stretched.

There was a click, and the moment the box boards were seamed, a stench came.

Both of them froze slightly at the same time.

Gollum.

There seemed to be some noise coming from the water tank.

So Gu Chengye inserted the iron rod in the direction of Xu Zhuo's force, and the next second, the entire box board suddenly lifted——

Countless human heads were floating in the water tank with their mouths open, swirling with the whirlpool of blood.

The author has something to say: a small bug was fixed, and the number lock was replaced with an alphabet lock.

This is a supplement to yesterday, and the second update is still being written, so I will post it later~