Higher Human Advancement Regulations

This fire is like a ghost in the dark night. When everyone was busy discussing, it burned silently to the gate of the banquet hall. Zhang or frightened or calm face.

The first one who couldn't hold back was Chen Hui. Just like when she first arrived, she kept shaking her body, the necklace on her neck swayed from side to side with the movement, and her face was full of horror:

"Why is it on fire?

Who set the fire! "

In the audience, apart from Chen Hui, only Xu Zhifeng and Shen Xiu showed great panic about the sudden fire, while Zhuang Han only had a dignified expression and didn't show too much fear.

The most out of place was Wen Renxiao, he was sitting on the seat as motionless as a mountain, looking a little slack at a closer look—if there wasn't a heavy dark color almost pouring out of his eyes.

From the moment they came to this banquet hall, the surrounding environment revealed messages to everyone everywhere.

But before they had enough time to sort out these messy messages, they were interrupted by a fire.

The tables and chairs where the six people sat were all very old reddish-brown wood. If you look carefully, there are still spots of mildew left over from burning in the texture.

They seemed to be bound by an invisible shackle around the table and chairs, unable to stand or get up.

The whole body, and only the upper body can move.

The blooming seat is closest to the window sill, and you can already feel the high temperature licking your exposed skin.

He turned sideways, trying to let his eyes pass through the window to observe the source of the flames, but he could only see overlapping golden light and shadows, jumping and devouring everything around him.

Everything in front of them seemed to show that they were in a desperate situation.

However, Code of Conduct for the Chamber of Secrets Audit Three:

There is no escape room.

This rule was written by Tianmu in the most prominent position in the newcomer manual.

Shen Xiu has been forced to gasp for breath by the heat wave, and the sweat on his forehead is dripping down:

"Tianmu will not give a dead end, there must be some way to get out."

With a sullen face, Shenghua first lingered on Wen Renxiao's silent face for a while, and then fell on the old notebook in the middle of the long table.

Zhuang Han wiped the sweat off his forehead and said:

"We must now integrate the leads."

But the clues brought by the six people on the table, except for the notebook that Sheng Kai got in the red room, have no other useful information.

Even at this moment of life and death, it seems that someone still wants to hide their unique clue.

Everyone clearly knows that this is not a harmonious team game, and everyone living in Paradise Lost needs to work hard to earn that advanced quota.

Even if no one knows what is hidden behind advanced.

Seeing that no one answered, Zhuang's expression turned cold, and he lowered his eyes and said again:

"In 1890, there was a big fire in the small town of Orville."

Shen Xiu nodded and agreed:

"According to the usual setting of the scenario chamber, the fire we are experiencing now may be related to the fire that happened in 1890."

Xu Zhifeng frowned, coughed twice before making a sound:

"Then can we boldly guess whether this banquet hall is related to the gathering of Ricky's friends?"

In 1890, the painter Ricky invited five of his friends to participate in his personal painting exhibition, and at this moment, the number of people sitting in the banquet hall happened to be six people.

This is a reasonable guess.

But if this is the case, the choice of painter seems to fall between the six.

Shengkai let out a "hmm", touched the table with one hand, rubbed his index finger and thumb slightly, and a little smile emerged from the corner of his mouth:

"If that's the case, aren't we dead?"

Everyone was angry when they heard the words, and then thought that when the painter Ricky opened his solo exhibition, the five friends he invited, as well as the entire townspeople of Orville Town, did not escape when the fire broke out.

The only one who escaped was Ricky himself.

Shen Xiu gritted his teeth, not knowing whether he wanted to convince himself or others, his voice was full of vigor:

"It is said in the novice manual that there is no secret room that cannot be unlocked."

Wen Renxiao, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said:

"But this banquet hall is not a secret room."

Shengkai was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly looked towards the door.

Indeed, in the empty banquet hall, the windows on all sides were wide open, but heavy curtains were hung, and the door of the banquet hall not far from everyone was also open.

Such a room with wide open surroundings is not a secret room at all!

Why do you need to follow the secret room rules of Paradise Lost!

The faces of several people instantly turned pale.

At this moment, the bell rang again.

Along with the sound of the bell, there was the tongue of flame that was still hesitating outside the window not long ago.

The bell that rang for the third time, like a starting gun, echoed endlessly in the banquet hall with a "buzz".

Then the tongue of fire that was dormant outside the window surged into the air in an instant and covered the curtain.

The crimson curtain danced with the golden flames, gradually approaching the six people.

Coughing sounds one after another, this is the most intuitive manifestation after inhaling too much carbon monoxide.

Blooming's fingers slid back and forth on the table for a while, but suddenly stopped when they passed by somewhere.

Wen Renxiao covered his mouth and nose, keenly noticed the blooming movement, raised his eyes and asked:

"what have you found?"

Shengkai didn't intend to hide it, he wiped the place where he paused just now with one hand, and then raised it to everyone's eyes.

I saw a thin layer of dust covering his slender four fingertips.

Zhuang Han asked:

"what is this?"

bloom:

"Ash after burning on the fire."

Although the fire outside the banquet hall was fierce, it had only just reached the gate and had not had time to devour them.

Where did the ashes on this long table come from?

Shen Xiu was taken aback, and said quickly:

"Could this be where Ricky meets five of his best friends!

The ashes on the table are left over from the fire in the small town of Orville in 1890!

This is a recovery scene! "

The town of Orville may be a town with a strong artistic atmosphere. Although the townspeople do not know how to paint, they also have appreciation and admiration for art.

However, it was these crazy artists who for some reason destroyed everything.

Zhuang Han soon understood, his phoenix eyes shivered, and his eyes fell on the painting by the window:

"Does the "Last Supper" hanging there imply that in this gathering, someone has become a traitor?"

Da Vinci's famous painting "The Last Supper" depicts Jesus and his twelve disciples.

At that dinner, Jesus told the twelve disciples that one of them received 30 yuan from the chief priest and betrayed his whereabouts, and he would be caught by the chief priest immediately and sentenced to death.

And the one who betrayed Jesus was the most famous of his disciples - Judas.

If Ricky, the painter, planned the fire, what role did the man named "Judas" play in it?

Shengkai thought for a while, and asked the key to the problem:

"Who is the traitor?"

Zhuang Han was taken aback for a moment, then slowly shook his head.

The information they have now is too little. They only know the fire that happened in 1890, but they don’t know the specific cause of the fire; they don’t know what happened in the small town of Orville in 1890. Turned into ashes in the flames; I don't know who betrayed the painter and his five friends.

The flame behind him was getting closer, and in the suffocating silence, Wen Renxiao said:

"We've probably overlooked a problem."

Chen Hui's hair was scorched by the flames, and she cursed angrily:

"Can you stop talking like this?"

Wen Renxiao gave a gentle smile indifferently, suppressed the sharpness in his eyes, and continued:

"How did we get here?"

Shengkai raised her head, exchanged a glance with Wen Renxiao, and then her eyes suddenly lit up.

The little girl next to him, Zhuang Han, seemed to have understood what Wen Renxiao meant, and Han Sisi's eyes were filled with rare excitement:

"Because we came here inexplicably, we can also use this inexplicable method to get out!"

And the opportunity to use this method seems to be - the painter.

Blossom smiled lightly.

He remembered that before coming here, Wen Renxiao happened to trigger a reminder about the mission. Among these reminders, except for the one that would definitely escape from the secret room, there was only one left.

Find a painter.

No matter whether there is Judas or not, and no matter who Judas is, their primary purpose at present is to find the painter.

How to find it?

Due to the fact that the floors are not connected to each other, at that time, they didn't even know how many people existed in this secret room.

Just like the werewolf killing game, if the players do not meet each other, it is impossible for this game to continue.

That's why Tianmu will automatically fix this bug, for example, pulling six people who don't know each other to the same plane, which is this banquet hall.

But before that, the few of them must trigger the task of finding the painter just like Wen Renxiao, so that they can enter this plane together.

But judging from the performance just now, it seems that no one is telling the truth.

Among the six reviewees, the only one who remained honest from the beginning to the end was Wen Renxiao, the former leader of the list.

A trace of uneasiness flashed across their faces.

Bloom says:

"Meaning we just need to say who the painter is, and then we can leave this banquet hall?"

But after analyzing this point, it seems that another bottleneck has come to it.

Where is the painter?

Who is the painter?

The thoughts were so chaotic, and then stopped abruptly.

But the flames hunting behind him will not.