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Chapter 466 Stomach
Time was of the essence, and every second counted. Li Sheng didn't have time to ask about the other party's identity, so he quickly mouthed, "Do you have any tools for breaking down doors or picking locks?"

"No."

This is problematic; the inside of the metal door has no keyhole or handle.
Looking through the trapdoor window across the corridor, one could see two rows of five cells in the underground prison, totaling ten cells. The remaining eight cells remained completely still.

In addition, the metal door uses an electronic combination lock, and the keypad is positioned too low, so even if a child's arm can reach out through the trapdoor, they cannot reach the keypad.

"However, I do have a reconnaissance skill that I can barely use."

The oracle rested his hands on the bottom edge of the trapdoor window, closed his eyes, and after a moment opened them, saying, "This underground prison has no surveillance cameras. Besides the two of us, the only other living person is a guard at the door. But we don't know how armed he is."

"Row."

Fortunately, the killing field system is still somewhat humane and did not create the hellish situation where the hero starts with only a wooden stick and encounters the Demon King blocking the door as soon as he leaves the beginner village.

After a moment's thought, Li Sheng took a half step back and took out the [Electronic Pet Egg].

Like other items, the [Electronic Pet Egg] has been significantly weakened, becoming a rougher and lower-quality plastic toy.

On a screen about the size of four fingernails, a pixelated slime is rolling around leisurely.

'Is the type of "Feelings in the Killing Field" here slime? Case closed, no wonder she made boiled okra and rice on New Year's Eve, she wanted to eat sticky rice.'

Li Sheng silently complained to himself as he pressed the summon button.

Under his expectant gaze, a lump of gray metallic slime rolled out of the screen and slid into Li Sheng's palm.

The slime slowly wriggled, grew two eyes and a linear mouth, made a soft "coo" sound, and pounced into Li Sheng's arms.

Totally spicy!

Gray Rain's already low intelligence, after being weakened, made him appear even more "holy."
Li Sheng gestured to her for a long time, "Turn into a mirror, a mirror, understand?"

Gray Rain, in its slime form, blinked to indicate that it understood, and then turned golden.

Li Sheng's eye twitched, and he buried his head under the needle, lowering his voice to say, "The mirror isn't gold."

understood.

Gray Rain blinked again, then stretched its body and transformed into a ball with a tail.

Even changes can go awry?

Li Sheng's eye twitched again. If the mission log hadn't clearly stated the weakening effect, he would have suspected that Gray Rain was deliberately being cute. "It's a mirror, not sperm!"

I understand.

Gray Rain nodded, and under Li Sheng's pained gaze, he transformed into a lifelike figure, an unnamed Russian president.

It feels so numb, is this Kyoko?
It's the wide-body version, for crying out loud. I bet you're craving seaweed and egg drop soup.

Li Sheng rubbed his throbbing temples, looked up at the mirror above the sink, and wondered if he could use a pillow to prop up the glass, break it, and take a shard.

Fortunately, at this moment, Gray Rain finally understood his intention and transformed into a small, exquisite round mirror with a handle.

Li Sheng sighed, gripped the handle, extended his arm through the movable window, and carefully rotated the mirror to observe the corridor.

At the end of the corridor, a burly, tall security guard sat in a chair, wearing a blue uniform with a rubber baton and walkie-talkie at his waist, idly flipping through a fashion magazine.

If it's just one person, they should be able to handle it.

Li Sheng put away the mirror and exchanged information with the oracle across the corridor.

The latter thought for a moment, then took out a silicone teacup lid from his backpack. "Can you block the water flow, attract the guard, and subdue him?"

"It should work."

Li Sheng instantly understood the meaning of the divine oracle, took out the [Bat Claw Gun] which had turned into a sticky hand toy, aimed at the silicone teacup lid, and threw it out violently.

Snapped.

The sticky hand toy traversed the corridor, precisely attaching to the silicone teacup lid in the Oracle's hand. Li Sheng held his breath, took a half-step back, and pulled hard. The sticky hand contracted again, sending the teacup lid flying backward.

The teacup lid, due to its height, bumped against the metal edge as it passed through the movable window, making a soft thud.

Hearing the noise, the security guard at the end of the corridor put down his magazine and looked ahead, but saw nothing. He blinked in confusion and picked up the magazine again.

Phew, that was close.

Li Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and used the teacup lid with its built-in suction effect to cover the drain in the cell.

Then, place the pillow vertically into the sink, turn the faucet on full blast, and use the pillow to absorb the sound of the water.

The water flowed continuously, overflowing from the sink and flowing through the not-so-spacious cell. Soon it seeped through the cracks in the door and accumulated in the middle of the corridor.

Hearing the faint sound, the security guard put down his magazine again, saw the water in the corridor, and reluctantly stood up and walked over.

He casually pushed open the sliding window and saw that the blankets on the children's bed were piled up, and someone was lying on their side asleep inside. The tap was turned on.

"fuck."

The security guard swore in American English, entered the password on the keyboard, and pushed open the cell door.

He angrily turned off the tap, then yanked the blanket up, only to be shocked to find that there was nothing inside; the original reclining figure was just the shape formed by folding the blanket.

The blonde hair sticking out from under the blanket was also forcibly cut off and scattered as a disguise.

A sense of unknown fear crept up his spine, and the security guard felt a chill run through his body. He subconsciously turned his head and saw the eight or nine-year-old blonde, blue-eyed girl hanging upside down from the roof beam in a bizarre posture.

Her head was facing the corridor, her hands were braced against the top edge of the metal door, and her feet were hooked upside down onto the metal pipes in the ceiling.

He made eye contact with the security guard for a moment, then grinned, abruptly pulled his hands back, converted potential energy into kinetic energy, swung through the air above the cell, and punched the guard in the forehead.

With his 30-kilogram weight and gravitational potential energy, the security guard was knocked back two steps by the hammer. His feet slipped uncontrollably on the wet ground, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Pfft!
Li Sheng landed smoothly like a gymnast, his feet landing squarely on the security guard's large stomach—no, his belly—almost making the latter's eyes pop out.

"You little bitch"

The security guard roared and drew his rubber baton from his waist, but before he could swing it, Li Sheng stabbed him with a knife.

The Gray Rain brand slime, transformed into a metal dagger, easily pierced the security guard's upper arm, causing him to howl in pain as he released the rubber baton.

"Shh, shh, shh, I'll ask, you answer."

Li Sheng sat on the security guard's chest, flicked his wet, flowing blond hair, and pressed the protruding part of his handcuffs against the guard's eyes. "How many security personnel are there on the island? What's the password to the cell across the street?"

"go to hell"

The security guard's eyes widened, and he had just finished uttering the curse of "die" when his heart stopped beating and he stopped breathing.

"WTF?"

This time, Li Sheng was shocked. He quickly pressed on the security guard's heart and lifted the back of the guard's head, discovering a small wound with blood trickling out.

It seems this security guard usually eats a high-oil, high-fat diet and eats many meals at a time.

Fasting blood sugar levels are comparable to those of a rare watermelon; high blood lipids lead to thicker blood; and high blood pressure can impede blood flow.
The entire circulatory system relies on the mutual neutralization of these bugs to maintain balance.

This collision is equivalent to breaking the balance, causing a sudden death due to a ruptured cerebral blood vessel. The vengeful ghost has broken free of its restraints.

"Whether this is ridiculous or not, you tell me."

The underground prison has no keys; it uses combination locks. Without knowing the password, you can't open the lock.

Li Sheng sighed and rubbed his forehead, standing up somewhat awkwardly. He looked at the oracle in the opposite cell and said, "Lawyer, why don't you work on the sewing machine for a while? I'll come back to rescue you later."

(End of this chapter)