Survival in the dormitory, I was pulled into the management group

"What's the word?"

Chen Bei walked to the cabinet.

"It's hard to see clearly, the writing is very small, and it's hidden inside the cabinet."

Xuejian tried his best to look inside.

Chen Bei stood aside, the two of them tilted their heads and changed angles.

I also tried turning on a flashlight to shine inside, but I still couldn't see clearly.

Most of those words are in the blind spot of the viewing angle, barely visible.

Chen Bei was so angry that he pulled out a hammer and wanted to smash the cabinet directly.

When the hammer is hammered down, there is zero output and the cabinet does not move at all.

"It seems that it is a scene prop, and it is forbidden to destroy it. Let's study other methods." Xuejian said.

"There is another way...there is!"

Chen Bei closed his eyes, and there was a movement behind him.

The strange-faced demon bone climbed down from him, like a big spider, and crawled all the way into the cabinet.

Fortunately, the cabinet is big enough, and the Demonic Bones can fit right into it.

It observed the words inside and fed back to Chen Bei.

The text is as follows:

Even though it is a wooden bird, it can still sing.

At three o'clock in the morning, there were seven sounds in a row.

"Although it is a wooden bird..."

Chen Bei repeated these words.

After taking back the Demonic Bones, the two of them stared at each other and began to think and analyze.

"Wooden birds... I remember some old-fashioned clocks with wooden birds hidden inside. When the bell rings at a fixed time, the cover is opened and the wooden birds will stick out."

After Xuejian finished speaking, the two of them turned their attention to the clock on the wall!

With their goal clear, the two began to study the clock.

The clock can be removed, but it cannot be destroyed by force, nor can it be put into a bag or taken out of the house. It can only be kept inside.

Many specific things in the game have similar designs.

Chen Bei took the clock and studied it, and said:

"The text clearly states that the wooden bird will call at the third quarter of Mao hour. The clock is now pointing to 9:38, which is already past Mao hour. Is it possible that we have to wait until early tomorrow morning to come back?"

"Maybe you can try adjusting the time manually." Xuejian reminded.

"good idea."

Chen Bei began to look for a place to adjust the time.

On the surface, there is not a single button to be found.

But there are sliding wooden boards on the back of the clock. These wooden boards are of different lengths and sizes, and they can slide as long as there is space.

It feels a bit similar to Huarong Road.

Chen Bei slid these small wooden boards and tinkered with them for a while, and finally got something.

The wooden board opened to reveal a hidden knob!

Chen Bei moved the knob and asked Xuejian to stare at the other side to confirm the time change.

It was a quarter past three o'clock, that is, about 5:45 in the morning.

"Stop! It should be fine." Xuejian shouted.

Chen Bei stopped, put the clock on the table, and waited for the time to come.

Wait a moment.

The hour hand pointed to exactly 5:45.

Click.

The cover on the front of the clock was opened, and a small wooden bird protruded from it, making a gesture of spreading its wings.

"clang!"

There was a sound inside the clock.

The wooden bird flapped its wings and shrank back again.

Then repeat the process, open the lid, the wooden bird flaps its wings, and the bell rings.

Xue Jian's sharp eyes noticed that there was something inside that could only be accessed when the lid was open.

Chen Bei also saw this thing.

The two reached out to grab it almost at the same time.

It’s time to compare hand speed.

Chen Bei's hands were like lightning, and he used two fingers to get the thing hidden inside first.

Their hands still touched each other inside.

Then both hands retracted.

Chen Bei got a special candle in his hand.

This candle is made up of dark green, shit yellow, brown and other colors, which is very confusing.

The surface is shiny.

The length is only a dozen centimeters, slightly thicker than a thumb.

That kind of chaotic and bad color gives people the feeling that some rotten things have been mixed together.

If you smell it, you can still smell the stench of rotten meat.

Corpse oil wax!

It is indeed this thing.

Related prop introduction pops up.

corpse wax

Category: Special items (will be automatically recycled after the game ends)

Effect: After being ignited, the area within the lighting range will form a safe zone, preventing certain enemies from approaching.

Duration: 3 hours (based on game time)

Description: Your life is like a candle in the wind.

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After Chen Bei read the introduction, he handed it to Xuejian and asked him to take a look at it.

After seeing it, Xue Jian said calmly: "As mentioned above, it can only target specific enemies, but it doesn't seem to be comprehensive."

"The duration is only three hours, not a whole night. If you want to ensure safety throughout the night, you have to collect more. One stick is not enough!" Chen Bei analyzed.

"Give it back to you, first come, first served. Who told you to have fast hands?"

Xuejian returned the corpse oil wax.

"I have an idea. Let's work together. After we find the corpse oil wax, we will take turns to get it. The next one will be yours, and the next one will be mine. How about it?"

"Okay, I can accept it."

"The area illuminated by the corpse oil wax will become a safe area. If we don't have enough corpse oil wax, we can consider gathering together for the night and sharing one corpse oil wax to reduce consumption."

"Let's talk about tonight's matters at night."

"Ah."

Chen Bei put away the corpse oil wax. How important this thing is will not be known until night.

If you don't burn the corpse oil wax and you will die, then the value of this thing will skyrocket and become a must-have item among players!

There was no point in exploring the room anymore.

Before leaving, Chen Bei smashed a chair and harvested some wood.

There is never enough of this kind of material, so Chen Bei has developed the habit of collecting it casually.

The two were just about to go out and leave.

At this time, a villager walked in from outside and met the two of them.

This villager is also disabled and is missing a left arm.

When the villagers saw the two of them, they immediately shouted: "What are you doing here at my house? Are you stealing something?"

He really got it right...

In the past, Chen Bei played RPG games. After controlling the protagonist to enter the village or city, he always searched from house to house, smashed jars, pried open cabinet doors, and plucked the feathers of wild geese.

But this time the car overturned and the owner of the house blocked him at the door.

Village rules prohibit harming villagers.

Chen Bei tied his hands and did not dare to mess around.

Xuejian next to him rushed forward, pulled out a talisman from his sleeve, and slapped the villager on the forehead.

Then the villagers froze.

"This is a holding charm. It can only hold him for a short period of time. Let's escape quickly."

Xuejian rushed out first.

Chen Bei followed closely behind.

Then Xuejian turned around and closed the door.

There happened to be a big stone next to him, Chen Bei picked it up and blocked the door.

The two of them smeared the soles of their feet with oil and escaped, showing the essence of being a thief with a guilty conscience.

After running far away, we arrived at another area of ​​the village.

The village is very large.

There is a mark on the game map that the place where the two of them are now belongs to "Village West".

Chen Bei's dormitory is in the "East of the Village".

The small square is in the "village".

The whole village is like a cake, cut into these areas.

The villager didn't catch up before, so he should be fine for the time being.

Shirley was attracted by something, slowed down and stopped.

Chen Bei looked over.

I saw a chess game on the roadside and an old man sitting opposite.

The old man was wrinkled and his fingers were missing. Two fingers were missing on his left hand and three fingers were missing on his right hand.

Next to the old man, there was a large, incomplete porcelain bowl with a stick of corpse oil wax in it.

"To solve the endgame, the ego holds the red piece, and the black piece goes first. If you win, you can take away the contents of the bowl."

The old man raised his eyelids and glanced at the two of them. His voice was as old as his appearance.