infinite boiling

Chapter 1414 Imprisonment in a secret room
Seeing that they could not escape, the two men who were pointed out simply stood up and reported their ranks, but they did not mention their abilities and characteristics, obviously they were planning to stay behind.

"Two English first ranks, no wonder you have to be cautious." Jiang Xiuming stopped Yu Deye who wanted to ask questions. Generally speaking, he is not a tyrant-type leader. Sometimes, this weak temper can't hold back the scene.

"Teacher Tang, can you give me a set of power armor?" Ying Er woman opened her mouth and gave Tang Zheng a wink. She knows how to use her own advantages.

"Hey, first come first, first come first, right?" Ying Ernan licked his lips, staring intently, thinking about whether to make a show of power with this woman.

"If you don't want to get hurt before the game starts, try challenging me!" The woman raised her chin and made a provocative gesture.

The cruel law of the jungle has trained the conquerors to be like wolves. Once they see their prey showing their flaws, they will not hesitate to pounce on them and bite them. Therefore, women cannot show weakness at all.

"Everyone shut up, the teleportation is complete, and the battle for the Holy Land has officially begun!"

"Hey, wait a minute, I'm not ready yet!" Ying Ernan realized that he still had a few hundred points left, and just about to spend them all, his right hand had already disappeared.

The silver wooden horse didn't listen to the words of the toys at all, and the white lights lit up intensively one after another, and they all teleported away.

"Silver Trojan Horse, damn it!"

A few seconds later, the entire room was empty except for some echoes of cursing.

"Hmph, the show is about to begin, come on, I've been waiting for too long, this opportunity to challenge, I must get it!"

Cube muttered a few words, and finally glanced at the pale white room, and disappeared with a whistling sound.

Tang Zheng's vision hadn't recovered yet. He just straightened his waist and touched his head. He subconsciously leaned forward, but his forehead was hit again.

"Damn it, you're a scam!"

When he saw the surrounding environment, even Tang Zheng, who was fully prepared, couldn't help but accidentally swear.

This is a space with a floor area of ​​only one square meter and a height of less than 1.8m[-]. At this time, the ceiling is still slowly falling, so Tang Zheng had to squat down.

Because carrying a tactical rucksack took up more space, Tang Zheng couldn't even turn around easily, so he had to hold it to his chest with great effort.

The ceiling fell to a height of one meter before it stopped.

Tang Zheng could only keep sitting, and he didn't have room to stretch his arms and legs.

"I don't know how long they will be imprisoned. If newcomers are treated the same way, they will be out of luck." Tang Zheng originally thought that entering the game would be a fierce battle, but he didn't expect that what he was waiting for was this kind of test.

Detention like a small black room is actually mental torture, not much worse than a near-death situation. This is completely like cutting flesh with a blunt knife.

"I hope it will end soon." Tang Zheng checked the time, then closed his eyes, but he didn't dare to sleep. Who knows if he will encounter any trouble suddenly?
One hour, five hours, twelve hours...

When Tang Zheng felt hungry, he realized that a whole day had passed, and even with his strong physique, his muscles felt slightly sore.

It doesn't matter if you keep one posture for a long time, the surrounding walls will always be the same color, and the air will start to become turbid and thin, even ordinary people can feel the slowly approaching suffocation.

It's worse than being in a coffin, because then you can lie down and save your energy.

Tang Zheng tried it, and the space watch was indeed restricted. Even though he had fused the key of time and space, it could only affect himself, and had little effect on props.

Taking out a can of tuna and opening it, Tang Zheng pulled out the pocket knife wrapped around his thigh knife, inserted a piece of fish, and tasted it slowly.

The originally comfortable temperature became sweltering and dry after a day. Tang Zheng was not so embarrassed that he was sweating profusely, but still broke out in sweat.

Keeping a calm mind, Tang Zheng glanced across the surrounding walls inch by inch. This was the fifth time he had searched for clues, but he still found nothing of value.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the conquerors were like Monkey King who was crushed under the Five Fingers Mountain. They were powerless and could only watch helplessly.

Sometimes, a crisis is not terrible, but waiting without purpose is even more terrifying.

On the first day, the conquerors didn't dare to sleep at all, for fear of missing some reminders, or worrying that when the teleportation arrived, they would not wake up in time and encounter danger.

The name of the cruelty of the Holy Land War is too resounding, and the conquerors put out the greatest energy to deal with it, but they were consumed by this soft knife instead.

"Is it testing your body and will?" Tantai hugged his knees in one hand, and chewed the chocolate slowly in the other. He had tasted the experience of closing the small black room when he was 15 years old, "It takes time, It consumes more energy, and most people will collapse within three days of imprisonment under this kind of dim light."

Including the seven seeds, all the trojan horse teams that entered the holy land battle encountered the same problem. After the first two days, most of them started to sleep according to the time as usual, even if they would miss the news. Not insisting on waiting.

The rules are fair, those few people have been staying up all the time, stick to it, and those guys who are lucky enough, at a certain moment, saw the handwriting flashing on the wall, although they didn't know what it was, but they memorized it by rote .

Some conquerors tried to attack the wall to create a passage, which caused the space to shrink even more, and they were too frightened to act recklessly.

Not only that, this behavior also led to a drop in the team's points and a negative value.

On the watch screen, there is a list of heroes, marking the points of each team. Of course, the names of other teams are blacked out, and only the team's can be seen.

The Warhammer team ranks in the middle, with a negative score of more than 100, but the gap is not big.

After 120 hours of suffering, the teleportation finally came again.

"Or indoor space?" Tang Zheng's sense of touch is so keen. Although the airflow is slightly larger, it is still not strong enough to be a natural wind.

When the sound of cursing suddenly sounded, Tang Zheng's eyesight recovered, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Another secret room?" Tang Zheng stood up, and when his body moved, there was a crackling sound, and there was even a faint electric arc flashing on his skin.

This is a closed room of [-] square meters, the walls are white, there are graffiti spray paint in many places, except for an iron door without a window, there is no exit.

Twenty men and women were teleported in at the same time, six of them were moving their limbs and cursing in a low voice.

"A combination of conquerors and rookies, and they are all from other teams?"

Tang Zheng has a good memory. Although he only glanced at the newcomers in the Trojan horse room, he has a general impression.

The Trojan horse obviously disrupted the team, and more than one area was mixed.

Among the [-] people, ten people were obviously of Southeast Asian appearance.

"Is anyone there? Open the door!" Two female white-collar workers who were obviously newcomers ran to the iron gate, knocking on it with panic on their faces.

"Nimma, silver is too deceitful." A man spoke in Vietnamese, but he was surprised and quickly changed it to Chinese.

Being imprisoned for five days has caused the conquerors' state to drop too much, and their thinking has slowed down, so their flaws were exposed.

Tang Zheng's expression was unremarkable. He was looking at the environment, as if he didn't notice the Vietnamese man's behavior.

The other red-haired man was shocked, wary of the Vietnamese man.

"Fight the five scum!" Seeing Tang Zheng's performance, the Vietnamese man was relieved, and then regarded the red-haired man as an enemy that needed attention.

With the lessons learned in the small dark room, no one attacked the walls this time, they were all looking at the environment.

The floor is tiled, step on it, it is cool, on the right is a washstand, next to it is a toilet, and the words 'go to death' are smeared on the mirror.

On the left was a double bed with bunk beds, covered with musty quilts, and next to it was a table with nothing but an inkwell and a quill.

A steel frame was fixed with screws on the wall, which was regarded as a simple bookshelf, and some large books were placed there.

"This is a fucking prison!" A burly man with a scar on his forehead cursed.

The old ceiling fan was spinning slowly, making a creaking sound, as if it would fall down at any moment.

The confined space, the strange people, and the fact that they didn't look like good guys made the couples scared, and subconsciously backed away, leaning against the corner.

The Vietnamese man glanced at them, and licked the corner of his mouth like a greedy bear.

These women are all well-dressed, especially the two white-collar women who made clothing, with black silk skirts, high-heeled legs, and open necklines, all of which exude the smell of hormones.

The five-day captivity almost made the conquerors suffocate a wild fire in their hearts. Wanting to vent, the Vietnamese man took a step forward, but stopped immediately and looked at the Indian man.

The Indian man, dressed in a suit and looking elitist, went straight up to the two most beautiful women and struck up a conversation with them.

"Show bag." The Vietnamese man muttered, walking towards the female white-collar worker.

The female white-collar workers were afraid and wanted to hide. Unfortunately, the Vietnamese man was too big. One wrong step blocked their way.

"I have a way to get out!" The Vietnamese man lied, and unceremoniously grabbed the female white-collar's ass with his big hand.

"It seems that we should pay special attention to Indian men." Tang Zheng observed everyone and eliminated secondary targets.

The Indian man is too confident, his shirt is unbuttoned, and he is wearing a basalt protective clothing, as if he is afraid that others will not know his rank. He even laughed when he heard what the Vietnamese man said, not caring whether he would offend him or cause a conflict .

"Please respect yourself!" The female white-collar worker backed away and reached out to stop the Vietnamese man's hand, preventing him from taking advantage.

"Hey, I'm not talking nonsense, you will all die later!" The Vietnamese man threatened the female white-collar workers. Although the strong enemy looked around, he couldn't really take off his clothes and do a big fight, but he could have fun.

(End of this chapter)