I don't have a system but I have a hammer

I thought this level was already the limit, who knows the next second...

hum~

The temperature in the room rose again, even the floor and walls turned pink, the air kept blurring and shaking, as if the whole world had turned into a flaming mountain...

What is even more frightening is that at this time, what is flowing out of my body is no longer sweat, but a yellowish... fat liquid!

That's right, my skin has been completely torn apart, and with the liquid oozing from the crack, the room is filled with a strange smell of roasted meat...

But even so, my eyes are still as determined and fierce as ever...

Fuck, that's gonna make me bend...

You fucking underestimate me!

hum~

Another bang...

But this time, everything in front of me disappeared...

Because my eyeballs... melted!

Hahahaha~

You think I'm laughing?

No, it's just my vocal cords getting cooked...

At this time, the pain in my body seemed to go deep into the marrow of my body and reach my soul, but I was powerless to struggle, and I was powerless to scream, because I couldn't think of any way to relieve myself...

The only thing I can do is to curl up on the mattress like a mummy, close my eyes and wait for death...

I don't know how long it took, but when I was already unconscious and almost fainted...

hum~

With the sound that made me think I was dead, the temperature in the room suddenly started to drop...

At the same time, I immediately felt an unbearable itching on my body, and even the scene in front of me began to blur again...

In a short time, my world is bright again, and the pain in my body has disappeared...

After experiencing it just now, I know no matter how stupid I am...

The so-called demon sealing day is actually throwing a person into the mysterious space that combines the treatment cabin + air fryer, first heals your injuries, and then cooks you again, and then treats you after cooking...

After repeating the cycle for three hours, you can get the original taste out of the pot without any seasoning...

With a slight sigh, I came to the door again, and knocked on the door with a feeling...

dong dong dong~

"Open Sesame?"

Well, no response...

After thinking for a moment, I took out the cotton wool from the quilt and squeezed out a few drops of urine to wet it...

Looking at the bed board again, my eyes lit up, and I immediately placed it in the corner of the wall, stepped on it several times in a row, picked up a small piece of wood, put it in my mouth, and started scraping it with my teeth...

About seven or eight minutes in, I got some sawdust...

But this was not enough, I continued to pick up the wood, like a hamster with a strong desire to survive, gnawed on the wood frantically, hoping to make more sawdust...

Because I know that the next round of steaming is about to begin...

Not long after, I came to the door and stuffed the small amount of sawdust and wet cotton wool into the door lock...

Very good, filled to the brim...

The wet batting is the padding, the sawdust adds friction, and finally the key...

As the temperature of the room rose slightly, I was anxious, and hurriedly took out four pieces of wood the size of toothpicks that had just been ground...

Taking a deep breath, I slammed it into the back of the door lock, and then turned it around with anticipation in my eyes...

Ka Ka ~

What brightened my eyes was that the keyhole did turn a little bit, but what made my eyes dark was that four toothpicks snapped due to too much torque...

Too late, I hurried back to the mattress and started chewing on the wood again...

It's a pity that while I was still making my second toothpick, a new round of human meat grilling began...

ah ah ah ~

...

Half an hour later, I stood up again, weak and bruised, and before I could feel my recovering body, I immediately started making toothpicks...

Since four doesn't work, try eight!

At this very moment, my eyes were shining with incomparable determination, like a drowning man racking his brains to survive, trying to find a way to escape...

Thanks to previous experience, this toothpick making is much faster in terms of speed...

In just a moment, I came to the door with a toothpick in my hand, looking at the lock with longing eyes, with a look of anticipation on my face, because I already understood the meaning of this door...

The so-called "locking thoughts and sealing spells" is actually to lock your thoughts and seal your demonic nature...

If you compare me to thoughts, the door is a lock of thoughts...

But a person's thoughts cannot be locked, everyone knows this, so the person who created this spell is very genius, he changed his thinking, and specially created a space, when someone has evil thoughts, they will be locked in the room...

Although you will come out in three hours, do you still dare to have evil thoughts in your heart after having experienced cooking and frying several times?

the answer is negative!

In the same way, people will have evil thoughts, even if they are well-known and good people...

So the manufacturer designed a door with good intentions, so that people with good intentions can leave it...

Lock, but leave a silver lining!

Sealed, but definitely not blocked!

Because there is no absolute evil in the world...

In other words, as long as the door can be opened, it is very possible to completely crack the lock space...

After realizing this, I was immediately extremely excited, but under the excitement, I didn't lose my sense of control...

With previous experience, I am more cautious this time...

I inserted seven toothpicks first, but I didn’t start twisting immediately. Instead, I picked up another toothpick and poked it in. After filling the debris and toothpicks inside, I slowly started twisting the toothpick...

Ka Ka ~

Accompanied by the mechanical sound of a lock cylinder turning, the door that made me suffer... finally opened!

It's bright...

But before I had time to be happy, and I didn't have time to check the situation behind the door, I was directly sucked out of the room...

huh~

There was a flash in front of my eyes, and when I saw the situation around me again, my heart suddenly became a few grass mud horses...

Heck!

That's right, what came into view at this time was another room with bright white lights, and the same door as before, even the chain holes hadn't been changed...

And what makes me even more desperate is that this time even the bed and bedding are gone...

"What a shitty lifeline, I'll fuck you, old man..."

Before I finished speaking, I regretted...

Maybe it was because I sensed the evil thoughts in my heart, so the temperature in the room was like a girl's soft fragrance, surrounding me again...

i can fuck you...

In the next second, I was mercilessly swallowed by the flames...

That's right, this room is more direct than the previous one. I didn't even give me a transition, and violent and hot flames spewed out from the surroundings directly...

ah ah ah ah ~

Similarly, extreme pain is also accompanied by extreme enjoyment. The wounds on my body began to gradually heal within 2 minutes of being burned by the flames...

But only 1 minute later, this mischievous ghost named "Flame" appeared again...

At this time, I was like a weak little mouse thrown into a cage. I was tortured in every possible way but unable to break free. I had no choice but to suffer silently...

damn...

Fortunately, this fiery feast, which was like a cycle of hell, finally ended two hours later...

With unspeakable psychological trauma, I returned to the real world when I was dying...

Feeling the comfort and softness of the bed, I just closed my eyes and thought for a few seconds, and a gleam burst out of my eyes immediately...

Fuck you, weird gang, make your dad feel better again!