How Did It Become a River Crab?

There was no immediate response, but a burst of gunshots, and after a while, Su Cai responded: "Yes, you can be knocked down with a headshot, but you will be revived in a few seconds!"

"As long as it works, it should be my problem. I just triggered the plot. You guard the trap door and wait for me to come back."

"Come on, is it too late?" Su Cai's tone was pleading, "I don't know... how long I can last."

Not to mention, Mo Lan felt that his brother's gifted version of false voice... could often soften him.

"Use the ripped magazine I gave you, I'll be back as soon as possible, trust me."

Mo Lan's tone lost the exuberance before, and became decisive instead.

"...Okay." Su Cai didn't say anything more, and Mo Lan could hear the sound of the pistol changing the magazine from his side, followed by a dull gunshot filtered by the silencer.

Mo Lan turned off the microphone, looked around, and found no mechanism that could be touched, but he found a half-open drawer under the TV cabinet. Inside the drawer was a box of ordinary matches and a handful of A hand drill for wood carving.

【matches】

Type: [Story props]

Quality: [White]

Effect: Burn a sustenance

Remarks: After the flames, everything loses its meaning.

【hand drill】

Type: [Story props]

Quality: [White]

Effect: A part of a set, collected together will produce unexpected effects.

Remarks: A well-crafted dream is worthless in the eyes of others.

"Exploration degree +10%, current exploration degree is 25%."

After listening to the prompt from the system, Mo Lan knew that there was nothing to trigger here, and the gunshots from Su Cai's side were still going on, so he didn't hesitate anymore, and rushed straight to the trapdoor on the ground.

Before leaving, Mo Lan conveniently took away the head of the wax figure that fell on the ground before. He felt that the system's decision to drop the head of the wax figure at this time should not be just to scare people.

Mo Lan was running at full speed in the underground passage. The head of the wax figure could not be put into the backpack. Mo Lan could only lower his head as much as possible so that he could distinguish the scenery in front of him and avoid being hurt by the barbed wire buried everywhere.

The design of the system is very badass. Some barbed wire fences looked harmless when they climbed over, but when they turned around, they found that their position was just stuck on the corner of the player's return journey. If you want to climb like you did before, you have to eat Big loss.

In addition, usually at this time, in order to protect the teammates who are left in the living room, most players will be quite anxious because of this, resulting in wrong actions and injuries. In terms of controlling the players' emotions, this copy has done enough up.

But still the same sentence, the one I met in this dungeon... was Mo Lan.

Although the line of sight is blocked, with Mo Lan's size, it is still easy to bypass the many traps, and the [Swift Dwarf's Hat] makes him feel like a fish in water in this complicated and narrow maze.

Under the full blast, Mo Lan only took three-quarters of the time to come this time, and rushed to the straight road only a few meters away from the trapdoor.

But at the same time, Su Cai's voice came from above the trapdoor.

"They cut me, hurry up!"

Because the distance was close enough, Mo Lan didn't even need to listen to the team's voice, but could hear Su Cai's gunshot above her head, as well as the noise of wooden blocks being squeezed and broken.

Seeing this, Mo Lan sprinted forward without hesitation, activated her skill [Crab Sprint], pushed the head of the wax figure, and rushed through the last distance at top speed.

"Open the door!"

The moment he was about to hit the trapdoor, Mo Lan yelled loudly. Almost at the same time, the trapdoor in front of him was pulled open by Su Cai. Mo Lan seized the opportunity and pointed the head of the wax figure in his hand towards the door. Throw it hard!

The hustle and bustle of the living room fell silent at this moment, and Mo Lan rushed out of the trap door and saw the current view of the living room.

The wreckage of the puppet that was originally burned to charcoal by Mo Lan has stood up from the ground at this moment.

Their limbs are not original, but like stitching monsters, they are randomly pieced together from nearby puppet limbs, and the messy painting and structure are mixed together. Compared with the original, they are a little more twisted and crazy.

These puppets maintained a forward attacking posture, baring their teeth and claws at the position where Su Cai and Mo Lan were standing, and surrounded them tightly beside the TV cabinet.

Many of them have holes left by bullets on their bodies, and disintegrating sawdust are constantly popping out of the holes, just like human wounds that are constantly bleeding.

Those who were closer to Su Cai were covered with marks from knife blades, and the two closest to Su Cai also had special effects of burning and toxin on their bodies.

Needless to say, that was Su's counterattack using [Tear Magazine] and [M9 Bayonet (Gradient Color)].Today, he is maintaining a sassy posture with a knife in one hand and a gun in the other. If it is not for the expression on his face that is about to cry, his current posture can completely shoot a set of armed JK photo albums.

At this moment, the head of the wax figure cast by Mo Lan was emitting distorted cold light on the ground. After being illuminated by this cold light, all the puppets froze in place. After a few seconds of delay, there was a "clang" sound Completely fell apart.

Mo Lan's guess was correct, the puppets were afraid of the wax figure he brought, or more accurately, the puppets were afraid of its creator, the parents and daughters of the "puppeteer".

It is also because of this that the puppets did not dare to approach the secret door under the TV cabinet before, because it leads to things they fear, and they instinctively want to avoid them.

Seeing the puppet falling apart, Su Cai seemed to lose all strength for a moment, and sat down on the floor, still in a very girly duck posture.

Mo Lan observed Su Cai's injuries and found that there were three bloody mouths cut by sharp knives on his body, and the exposed skin of his body also had bruises of various sizes. The exquisite JK uniform was scratched out by the sharp knives in the hands of the puppet. There were several gaps, revealing the snow-white skin hidden under the tight cloth.

...Mo Lan suddenly felt that there was a bit of incomplete beauty in Su Cai at this moment.

The reason why Venus with a broken arm is widely sought after is because human beings have always maintained a high enthusiasm for incompleteness and regret. For a considerable number of people, seeing a beauty injured and bleeding is more exciting than touching them in person. The abnormal feeling of human joy.

At this moment, Su Cai looks like this. His injuries are not serious, but the torn clothes, the black silk with holes, the hair sticking to his face with sweat, and his frightened and pitiful expression, Let every corner of his body reveal a strong incomplete beauty.

This top bunk brother, it is really fragrant.

"Crack."

Mo Lan pressed the screenshot button and took a picture of Su Cai's posture at the moment.

"……What are you doing?"

Su Cai heard the sound of the screenshot of the game, and looked at Mo Lan with some doubts.

"Take a screenshot, export it to repair it, and sell it to your fans at a high price."

"CNM, delete it! Now! Immediately!"

Chapter 15 "Height"

Like Mo Lan, Su Cai is a student of the Academy of Music in reality, but apart from being a student, Su Cai also has a part-time job.

fashion model.

The models here do not refer to Weibo female Bodhisattvas, or [-]-line explicit models who make a living by taking appointments, but serious fashion magazine models.

In 2030, due to many reasons, the paper media, which had gradually disappeared from people's sight, ushered in a renaissance, and many well-known fashion magazines ushered in their second spring.

For a considerable number of fashion magazines that pursue fashion and a sense of luxury, a "lady with flat chest and shelf" like Su Cai is exactly what they need. , Gradually gained a firm foothold in the circle.

At first, Mo Lan was worried that Su Cai, who has a carefree personality, would be unspoken. It was not because he was afraid that his brothers would be hurt, but because Mo Lan was worried that the photographers and big bosses would develop mental illness after learning the horrible truth. struggling to survive...

But along the way, Su Cai has done quite smoothly, not only has a successful career, but also has a prosperous self-media account. What makes Mo Lan puzzled is that among Su Cai's hundreds of thousands of fans, 70% The above are all young ladies...

Mo Lan had a hard time deciding whether to wear the orange glasses or not.

Under Su Cai's coercion (called Aruba for the start of school) and temptation (please call KFC for the start of school), Mo Lan regretfully deleted the hard-won screenshots, and told Su Cai everything she saw in the hidden room .

After Su Cai listened, she pressed her chin and began to think: "Combined with the story of the first photo... the puppeteer we are going to deal with is a 30-year-old man who has failed in his career and is still working as a puppet. The ghost of the middle-aged dead house?"

"Is your mouth too poisonous?" Mo Lan said in surprise, "Although he looks sorry for his parents, his figure is out of shape, his hair is greasy, his mother is unloving and his daughter is unfilial, and being a puppet is ridiculous, you can't say that about him?"

"...When it comes to yin and yang, you are still fierce."

"Concession." Mo Lan joined hands together and bowed.

"All in all...we now have a rough idea of ​​what kind of existence this puppeteer is. According to the nature of urine, the next plot and exploration points should focus on the puppeteer's cause of death and customs clearance tips."

"There should be nothing in the living room. Instead of standing still, my suggestion is to move forward. How is your injury now?"

"Totally agree." Su Cai spread out his hands and fought with Mo Lan twice. Su Cai has also recovered from the previous shock, "There is still 70% of the blood volume left, and there is no sign of recovery, but I think it should be Enough."

"Walk within the acceptable range." With a wave of pliers, Mo Lan instructed Su to adopt the key he found from the butler puppet before, and opened the wooden door at the end of the living room.

The room behind the wooden door is a corridor that is [-] meters long.

The structure of the corridor is quite peculiar. In the center is a narrow path that is only enough for ordinary people to stand on their feet. On both sides are rectangular deep purple pools. The liquid in the pool is bubbling and bubbling. The same poison pool is limited to the Spring Festival.

It's okay if it's just like this, but on the left and right sides of the entire corridor, where ordinary people can't climb up, there is a row of smiling puppets holding sickles, spears and crossbows, and they move towards the direction of the path with simple mechanical movements. Wielding a weapon, the already narrow and dangerous road has been turned into a death trail on the line of life and death.

Not only that, there are several sides connected to the ceiling, and the giant iron ax that swirls back and forth looks no different from the trap corridors of old-fashioned RPG games.

If they were hit head-on by that kind of thing... With the current blood volume of Mo Lan and Su Cai, it would be light to be beaten to pieces.

"You have entered the second room [corridor], the exploration rate is +10%, and the current exploration rate is 35%."

"This is really...a corridor where people can be sent 'away'." Su Cai took a deep breath, looking a little terrified.

"All the homophonic stalks that need to be explained are not level." Mo Lan said seriously, "Don't play such embarrassing stalks in the future."

"You B have the right to be worse than me?" Su Cai was shocked by Mo Lan's shamelessness.

Looking at Su Cai for a moment, Mo Lan stiffly moved her head away, "In short, what do you think about this corridor?"

"The degree of bluntness of changing the subject is still the same as before." Su Caixu complained, "What can I think? This kind of corridor can only be passed purely by technology?"

Su Cai's conclusion is not unreasonable. The aisle in front of him is very narrow, and it seems to be tilted left and right due to the problem of the center of gravity. If he wants to climb over, he will fall into the poison pool and die suddenly on the spot.

On the contrary, if you walk in a fair manner, you will find that most of the traps and mechanisms here are very rigid. As long as you are bold and careful, you can always find the rules and get through it safely.

And from this position, it can be seen that there is a sliding lever at the end of the corridor, which looks very similar to a switch of a control mechanism. In other words, as long as any one of the two people present walks to the end of the corridor and pulls the lever, One person can easily reach the finish line.

"Didn't you find a detail?" Mo Lan looked at this dangerous corridor with a sneaky smile on his face.

"What details...what the hell?"

Su Cai was dazed by Mo Lan's question, and re-observed the mechanism in the corridor in front of him, and found a very, very miraculous problem.

In the entire corridor, except for the low-level crossbows fired every five seconds, such as throwing axes, spears, sickles and other puppet mechanisms, their minimum killing height...

All are above 40 cm.

And Mo Lan's height at the moment... is still about ten centimeters away from the minimum lethal height.

"...Is that okay?"

Su Cai stared dumbfounded at Mo Lan stepping onto the "dangerous" corridor and walking slowly towards the end of the corridor.

Along the way, there were mountains of swords and seas of fire, and fierce lights suddenly appeared... All fireworks were set off above Mo Lan's head. Except for the few poor crossbows fired every five seconds, no offensive could pose a threat to Mo Lan.

As for the crossbow... the mechanism that happens once every five seconds is still very easy to hide.Mo Lan can even twist her butt in the face of the mechanism, and then slowly move forward to dodge.

So... a whole dangerous corridor that was supposed to challenge the player's psychological quality, resolution ability, and physical flexibility with high intensity, was perfectly passed by Mo Lan without any pressure because of his height.