Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 502 Incinerator ([-])

Although it is obviously an old house, it is clean and tidy.

At this moment, the setting sun shines into the living room through the window, dyeing everything golden, and it looks very quiet and peaceful.

The living environment is good, but why do I always feel a little weird?

Looking at the scene in front of him, Fu Qian was talking to himself while thinking about what made him feel uncoordinated.

Soon he thought of why—the furniture and appliances were too new.

In general, few people update all their appliances at once.

It seems that there is a high probability that this place has just been cleaned up and rented out, and it is not long since I have lived here.

Fu Qian guessed the possible situation and walked in through the open door.

In any case, the door must be entered, otherwise the mission cannot be completed, wouldn't it be a waste of work.

However, at the next moment, the feeling of weightlessness came, and the feet became empty in an instant, and the body fell uncontrollably.

The floor gave way and he was falling.

At that moment, Fu Qian quickly realized his situation in his mind, and immediately grabbed his hands to both sides.

Starting with an empty hand, it is obvious that the floor has collapsed to a large extent, and there is no place for him to borrow strength at all.

After realizing this, Fu Qian adjusted his center of gravity and bent his knees slightly.

About a little more than a second, a heavy impact came, and Fu Qian seemed to hear the whine of his knees.

Thanks to his timely posture adjustment, although the impact was heavy, he did not fall down.

But at the same time, severe pain came from under his feet.

Fu Qian looked down and found that the ground was actually covered with a metal mesh, covered with dense spikes.

The spikes are a few centimeters long, just long enough to pierce the sole of a shoe.

And it was obvious that both feet were hit.

Is it really a man-made trap?
Fu Qian narrowed his eyes and looked up at the place where he fell.

I had this feeling when I fell down just now.

How could it be possible for the floor to collapse so quickly under normal circumstances, so that I, who was in a state of vigilance, had no time to escape.

Not to mention that the floor that landed first should be under your feet so that you won't get hurt.

There was no wreckage on the floor under his feet.

This is basically a flip mechanism, just wait for yourself to come back and step on it!
It can be said that there is no possibility of any accident at all.

Fu Qian rubbed his temples.

I still underestimated the integrity of this mission!

The essence of the task of emotion is not about imminent danger, let yourself hide in a safe place in time, but let yourself come to die on time?

If you don't follow the task, you will lose san value, if you follow the task, you will fall into a trap and fall from the building.

As expected of an incinerator!
Fu Qian sighed in admiration.

By visual inspection, the height of the ceiling was almost eight meters.

This should be directly connected to the two floors?
It's not a small project, it looks like it's been prepared for a long time.

[The mission is completed, the current mission has been updated, try to win the game]

While thinking about it, the reminder sounded in the ear at the right time.

Game victory?what game?
Fu Qian was pulling out his feet alternately, and frowned slightly when he heard the reminder, as if he realized something.

"Hello, I want to play a game with you."

The next moment, in this dim space, a hoarse male voice suddenly sounded.

……

"You are a melancholy high school student. With excellent grades and a charming appearance, even though many people ridicule you as a nerd, they are still secretly envious. Of course, you know this very well."

"You're well-read and proud of being different, rejecting what your peers strive for."

"The cheers of the stadium, the scenery of the party, the favor of the opposite sex, in your opinion, those young people who indulge their animal nature are not even qualified to be called the same kind as you. You have a more unique view of life itself."

"You tell yourself that you don't have that worldly desire and go for a higher state of sublimation."

"But is this true? Is it true pride that you see yourself as a superman, rather than a winner in the competition, or is it self-deception caused by cowardice?"

"In my opinion, you are not noble. The group of people you despise at least dare to face their own desires, but you focus on the spiritual climax brought about by illusory concept definitions."

"You are the most reptile-like person in the whole school. You use self-hypnosis to squander your talent and desecrate life beyond measure."

"I know you don't agree with me, so today we will have a chance to see if you are really that special."

"Those thorns pierced into your body have toxins that I specially prepared for you. There is no doubt that they have entered your body and are gradually eating away at your life."

"And before it actually hits, you have an hour to fight for yourself."

"Life or death, make your choice."

It's really this one!
Fu Qian rubbed his face and let out a long breath.

When he heard the word "game" just now, what flashed through his mind was the classic appearance of the chainsaw maniac.

The sound just now came from a loudspeaker on the wall, and it sounded like a recording.

Presumably after falling down, the switch was triggered to start playing.

Now both feet are out of trouble.

Four on the left and five on the right, a total of nine holes.

According to the recording, special toxins have entered his body through these nine wounds, and will kill him an hour later.

Okay, it's jigsaw.

While listening to the recording, Fu Qian had already made a preliminary observation of the surroundings.

The metal net under the feet is about five or six square meters, which is exactly corresponding to the position where I fell, ensuring that no matter what posture I take, I will be stuck.

Otherwise, the room was undoubtedly quite empty.

Except for a door facing him, there is only an old wooden table.

There is absolutely nothing in sight that you can build up on and let yourself climb back directly from.

And considering the height, if I want to go back the same way, I'm afraid I have to learn Zhang Wuji's gecko swimming skills.

So my only choice is to go through the opposite door and accept the test of the jigsaw.

Of course, regarding the accusations in the recording, Fu Qian's inner reaction was, did this jigsaw imitator really have no reason?

It feels like a withdrawn and sensitive high school student who is directly defined as profane life.

Then come up with this brutal way to help yourself get redemption?

The crime of secondary illness does not end here!

Fu Qian stepped on the nail net while feeling emotional, and walked out slowly.

Although the nails are sharp, they are not enough to pierce through the shoes under your feet under the condition of smooth contact, so as long as the speed is appropriate, there is almost no need to worry about re-injury.

On the contrary, if you are afraid of trying to jump out, you are likely to score twice.

　The condition has improved a bit, but my heart feels a little uncomfortable. Considering the various news about myocarditis after recovery, I decided to take it step by step, so there is only one update for the time being.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)