Wasteland Survival Code

Chapter 158 Prisoners in the Sixth Cabin

The structure of the sixth cabin is exactly the same as that of the fifth cabin, but on the metal bulkheads on both sides of the corridor, Qi Lin saw a lot of large bloodstains that had turned black and brown, and these were strong enough to withstand hundreds of thousands of people. On the special alloy bulkhead with tons of water pressure, there are many irregular depressions and deformations. Two of the depressions are particularly conspicuous. It is clearly a small handprint with five distinct fingers deeply sunk into the metal. There are five or six centimeters deep.

Judging from the size of the handprint, it is estimated that it is either a child or a woman.

"monster?"

Qi Lin tried to press the bulkhead hard. Under the pressure of his 19-point strength attribute, the metal bulkhead of the watertight compartment, which is more than ten centimeters thick, did not move at all, and it did not sink even a millimeter. Qi Lin couldn't help but look at it. The deep palm print on the side of the eye—is there really such a "palm technique that descends from the sky" in this world?Otherwise, according to calculations, the guy who can leave such a handprint on the metal bulkhead must have at least [-] strength attributes, right?
Moreover, not only do you need [-] points of strength, but you also need to have an equally strong body. Otherwise, if you give Qi Lin the [-] points of strength and let Qi Lin slap it down with all his strength, the metal bulkhead will probably still be damaged. It's okay, Qi Lin's palm is already bloody, and as for the wrist and arm bones, comminuted fractures are probably the only end.

A woman with steely muscles... Qi Lin subconsciously thought of the mercenary Frost, but immediately shook his head. Although Frost looked stronger than most men, in fact, her strength attribute It was only more than half of Qi Lin's.

To say that Qi Lin has seen the ones with the highest power attribute, apart from those large advanced mutant creatures, there is probably only Wilder with a strength attribute above 404 points. However, Wilder can smash such a depression if he wants to. , but it took almost a long time to smash it, just like the door of the air pump room of the [-] base, and these two handprints were obviously formed at one time.

It's like... being taken lightly by someone...

"Could it be that this group of magic sticks raised some kind of terrifying monster..."

The vigilance in Qi Lin's heart was raised to the highest level, holding a TT33 "Tokarev" pistol snatched from the guard in one hand, and a bone blade that Qi Lin changed to the length of a dagger in the other, and suddenly slowed down. , and began to walk slowly in the narrow corridor of the sixth cabin.

Although Cooper has not been able to find the structural diagram from the computer of the Jiangsu-Zhejiang aircraft carrier, according to Qi Lin's understanding of this super aircraft carrier, there must be a passage at the end of a series of watertight compartments that is convenient for maintenance and repair personnel to enter and exit.

Moreover, if it is a cargo ship, sometimes the watertight compartment often also serves as a cargo hold, so it is even more impossible to have only one exit from that small watertight door.

With bare feet, Qi Lin stepped on the cold riveted steel plate. Every time he took a step, he would check to see if there was anything unusual around him before taking the next step. At this time, there was no sound of slamming on the other end of the watertight door , those mutual aid players seem to have given up hunting after seeing Qi Lin enter the sixth cabin...

In Qi Lin's heart, there is still an extremely vague guess—the reason why the members of the Mutual Aid Association did not dare to break open the watertight door of the sixth cabin seems to be afraid of disturbing something...

As he was walking, Qi Lin stopped suddenly, and Tokarev in his hand pointed straight at his feet. In the cabin below, he seemed to hear a faint sound of breathing while being highly alert.

Below this corridor should be a water prison similar to the one where I was imprisoned just now. However, it is unknown whether the prisoner in this water prison is a player or a monster.

"Cooper... did you hear anything..."

"Four meters directly below you, Master, there is a heartbeat signal, but it is very weak. The initial judgment should be human."

"Prisoner? The guy locked here, if released, should cause a lot of trouble to the Mutual Aid Society?" Qi Lin thought for a while, then walked to the well mouth of the cell below, removed the upper cover, Looking sideways from an oblique angle——

In the middle of the water dungeon, there was a cross that was much taller than a wooden stake. A naked, bloody body was nailed to the cross by many chopstick-length steel nails.

"It's not up yet?"

Qi Lin sighed secretly, he was only in great pain after his limbs were shot into steel nails, and the prisoner in front of him was worse than the Jesus in the old Christianity, not only the palms of his hands and the soles of his feet were It was just nailed, and even the abdomen, shoulders, elbows, and knees were all nailed to death with steel nails. In addition, a chain that was several times thicker than the iron chain that locked Qi Lin's shoulder blades It was tightly wrapped around the prisoner's body several times.

Qi Lin thought to himself, if he used this posture to deal with himself, let alone escaped from the water prison, it would be difficult to even move.

This prisoner is obviously already on the verge of dying, even if Qi Lin releases him, let alone causing any trouble to the players of the Mutual Aid Club, it is still a question of whether he can wake up himself.

Even so, Qi Lin jumped into the water prison due to his curiosity, and slowly swam to the prisoner.

"To be treated like this... Could it be that you are that monster?"

It was only after Qi Lin traveled close that he realized that this was a female player whose ID was "Lingkui", who looked about twelve to thirteen in age.

This discovery made Qi Lin point his hands at her immediately - there is no other reason, a girl of twelve or thirteen years old... Doesn't that just coincide with the two terrifying palm prints in the corridor outside?
However, could this little girl, who was obviously only half-breathed, really be that kind of terrifying monster?Qi Lin's gaze scanned the other person's body. Although the girl's body was not covered, the rotten wound covered with white maggots and the skinny body made Qi Lin completely unable to produce Even if there is a trace of desire to come.

"Such a thin person... would there be a strength attribute of more than [-] points?" A question mark appeared in Qi Lin's heart.

Strength comes from muscles. Although there are weird mutant creatures like Bone Nightmare that are beyond the range of normal creatures, even the strongest among Bone Nightmare, because they don't have muscles, their strength attribute will not be very high.

Generally speaking, the higher the strength, the more developed the muscles will be. For example, the corpse king, such as Wilder, and Qi Lin, although he does not have the figure of a bodybuilder, he still has strong and fine streamlined muscles after taking off his clothes , It belongs to the standard type of clothes that look thin and fleshy.

As for those mutated insects with infinite strength, under the cover of the thick exoskeleton, they are also covered with well-developed striated muscles.

Although there are thin people with strong explosive strength, those kind of people obviously will not be so skinny, and those large and small rotten and pus-filled wounds prove that the girl's physical strength is not enough. High, a guy who can make such a depression with a palm on the wall, his body strength is at least no less than that of the solid metal bulkhead.

Based on these judgments, Qi Lin can basically be sure that the girl in front of him is unable to create that monster-like palm print, but if she is not that monster, why would the members of the Mutual Aid Association lock such a little girl in such a place? Also very apprehensive.

"Cooper, have you noticed anything special about her?"

"No, if you just look at it from the outside, the opponent's combat power can be ignored completely, the vital signs are weak, and he may die at any time. However, the possibility of being a 'skilled' evolutionary cannot be ruled out." Cooper replied.

"Skilled" evolutionary, if you use a popular term, is the "mage" profession in the game, similar to the evolutionary who used flames who competed for the gray card before, Song Xiaodie's blood ability, etc., all can be classified In terms of "skills", this type of evolutionary may not have outstanding physical abilities, but they can release some skills similar to "spells" in old-age online games.

It's just that the number of this type of evolutionary is very small, and they have a common characteristic, that is, the consumption and cost of skills are generally very high, they can only rely on a wave of outbreaks, and their ability to continue combat is poor—of course, Song Xiao Butterfly's special blood physique is not within this range.

"If it's a 'skilled' evolutionary? What kind of skills can you take a five or six centimeter palm print on a special alloy wall?"

The ability of the skill-type evolutionary is basically inherited from the mutated genes in the serum of those creatures. For example, most of the people with the electric shock ability have absorbed the serum of a mutant electric eel or a certain kind of beast named Yang; while the ability of the flame is It comes from those mutated creatures that can breathe fire and store a large amount of flammable substances in their bodies; another example is the extreme ice python, if someone successfully absorbs its serum evolution, there is a high chance that they will have the "extreme ice field" or It's a similar ability...

However, Qi Lin just can't think of any skills that can slap a solid metal bulkhead with one palm - as for acid etching, it is even more impossible. Whether it is the palm print or other depressions on the bulkhead, it is completely a purely physical attack caused, without leaving any traces of chemical changes occurring.

Then it seems that the only thing to do is to ask the prisoner in front of him...

Qi Lin was still holding the gun in one hand, while with the other he scooped up a handful of water, and splashed it directly on the girl's drooping head——

"Hey, are you still alive?"

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