MTL - I Wasn’t Born Lucky-Chapter 232

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Fortunately, the light-off time will never be shifted by human will.

Darkness swept across, and the remaining light was swallowed in an instant. The sudden emotion lasted less than five minutes before being interrupted by the black shadow coming towards him.

The jailer's footsteps were steady, "it" patrolled here and turned to look at Xiao Li.

Xiao Li didn't look at "it" at all. He maintained the original posture and didn't see "it" at all. He could only vaguely feel the pause of the footsteps, but still felt sleepy.

This drowsiness was so fierce that he fell asleep again without struggling.

Before going to bed, Xiao Li thought, if this jailer can be taken out, it may be the gospel for many insomnia patients today.

****

"I have never slept so well in the dungeon world, but another impulse tortured me."

Ye Zeqing used his chopsticks to poke the tomato scrambled eggs in the bowl. Compared with the listlessness of ordinary reincarnations, he was much better mentally, but he wrinkled his brows and gasped.

After he woke up this morning, he could not restrain his urge to run, and rushed out of the room, from the floor where the samsara people were, layer by layer, to the platform below, and back again, and so on. Repeatedly, it seemed that after running a whole marathon, I controlled this impulse within the range that can be suspended.

The price is that his legs are now crippled, sore, and his throat is dry and smoke from panting.

There were still a lot of plates left in front of Ye Zeqing, but Wang Huai, who was sitting next to him, had eaten up the rice on his plate. There was not a single grain of rice left, and he still wanted to add more rice.

His punishment is hunger. He can't fill up his hunger no matter how much he eats. Now he looks at other people's dinner plates with his eyes glowing, but he can still restrain his impulse.

But if the time is delayed a little longer, Wang Huai feels that he might impulsively eat the leftovers before eating soap.

This is not so good.

Ruling that the punishment in prison is somewhat desperate than the ghosts visible to the naked eye. There don’t need to be many ghosts here, and even the jailers don’t need to be strong. They don’t need to watch the prisoners. As long as the prisoners are in prison, He cannot escape the punishment imposed by the ruling.

The prisoner will see himself die little by little, unless he can endure the torture until he has reached the end of his sentence, is released, or escaped from prison.

This is the choice given by the task.

Everyone present was punished to a considerable degree, including Xiao Li. He already felt that his shoulders were as heavy as carrying a large schoolbag for travel.

But it was still within the range he could bear.

Setamon pushed the rest of the dinner plate away and placed it on the table with her arms bent. To avoid being heard by the jailer, she asked everyone to remove the brooch and used a silent prop.

This kind of props can create an enchantment, and only people within a specified range can hear her words and see her behavior.

She said: "According to the approximate timing, the next batch of newcomers will enter the prison this afternoon, close to the evening. By then, the prison door should open, and we need to wait nearby at any time."

"I have a prop," Wang Huai wiped his mouth with the towel he brought, and took out a pair of binoculars from his task book. "Binoculars, the master is a voyeur, voyeur, and mad before his life. He often uses this to peek. The beauty on the opposite side of the building takes a bath. It can be used to monitor movement in the distance, penetrate walls and other obstacles, and the limit is one kilometer."

"Very well, then our only problem now is how to distract the jailers." Setamon said. She took out a marker that she carried with her and drew a map directly on the dining hall table. "Actually, I have been very strange. Apart from feeling them far away at the welcome party, there is only patrol time every night. At other times, the jailer does not exist."

Xiao Li has been sitting silently, he has been extremely quiet since this morning, and there is no fruit that Shen Mirage will give him.

The young man reached out and grabbed the binoculars and placed it in his eyes to look into the distance. It really passed through the canteen and the wall in front, step by step, until the prison door.

It cannot penetrate the outer layer of the prison.

"According to experience, perhaps only a major event can lead them out of the day, maybe...gather. crowd. fight. fight? Or..." Setamon suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked the chair in front of him. Smash it? Smash it?"

The chair fell to the ground with a loud noise.

"But I don't dare to go too far. Who knows what punishment will be if you really provoke them? Maybe you will be confined?" She retracted her foot and showed a look that "you know", "I don't dare If you enter the confinement here, if you give me a super double penalty, I can't stand it. I will die in it."

"I have an idea. Let me say it first. This is not my intention, but they are criminals and they have murdered others." Pu Xishun raised her hands. "Yu Yu died this morning, and even Susu is still alive. We can……"

He didn't finish this sentence, but everyone present could understand what he meant.

Use Lian Susu to persecute or induce her to make a violent act of sabotaging the prison, thereby eliciting the jailer and observing the reaction afterwards.

This is something that some reincarnations will do. For example, in the courts and others, they do more ruthlessly. When there are not enough characters in the plot, they will use the weak reincarnations to "see the way."

Setamon rubbed his chin back and forth, thinking.

Xiao Li suddenly said, "It makes no sense."

Setamon: "Why?"

Xiao Li: "Let her do the experiment. Even if there is a result, we will have no manpower. This must have someone give up the opportunity to leave, and while diverting the jailer away, let the remaining people leave when the door is opened."

"And let her do this while the door is open, no one is watching her, there is no guarantee of manpower."

"So it's better to have a ‘person’ who doesn’t let us take action personally, and try it for us," Wang Huai pressed his stomach with one hand, his face twitched slightly, and wrote something on the task book with his other hand.

"You wouldn't say that you have this way too—"

Wang Huai: "Yes, I do, but I need a little help."

Xiao Li: "You said, Wang La Meng."

"...Rotten doll." He briefly introduced, "This is a doll that is often held in the arms of a little girl. Long-term contact has made it spiritual. It can dance alone at night and do some simple things. The instructions include fulfilling her wish to let her parents disappear after the little girl is scolded by her parents."

Zheng Yi: "...I have made up for the night, this baby acting alone, came to the scene of her parents' bed..."

"That's a good copy. The clues are messy. It's like a jigsaw puzzle. Put them together." Wang Huai commented, "I haven't used it after I got it. Its function is to set the behavior before using it. , Just like a remote control robot, do what you ask it to do."

Xiao Li, who has never seen the world, asked curiously: "If you ask it to finish a college entrance examination physics paper, can it get full marks?"

Wang Huai closed his eyes and said, "...Correct, it can do the simple things you ask it to do, including but not limited to smashing prisons, breaking glass, etc."

"We are not sure that this behavior is useful—"

"But this is the only way now."

****

That afternoon.

The reincarnations chose to squat in the room closest to the gate, chatting about mission-related topics one after another, looking around with the binoculars from time to time, waiting for the moment to come.

The baby was placed in the furthest room by Wang Huai. Once it detonated, it could cause a huge riot at any time.

Xiao Li shook his binoculars casually. When he saw the passageway, he suddenly said: "Four passages, and one has not been to the infirmary."

"I went shopping and wanted to see what's inside, but I found that the door is like a library. There is no door. It should be a hidden place." Ye Zeqing said immediately, his voice trembling a little, I don't know. Is it nervous or something, the two legs tremble constantly, and the toes are pressed against the ground, as if to jump up and run out in the next second.

"If it is a wound, then Lian Susu and the others are all wounds, but there is no trigger for entering the infirmary." Xiao Li said thoughtfully, "Could it be the wounds of the prisoners each other, and the ghosts, or their own Does the injury count?"

He looked away from the binoculars: "If it's not that time is not enough, I really want to punch you and see if you can get in."

Ye Zeqing:? ? ?

He asked: "Why didn't I beat you?"

Xiao Li: "Although I really want to go in, I am afraid of pain."

"Then you make me hurt?" Ye Zeqing said bitterly, "have you learned double labeling, what about him? Don't tell me you are reluctant."

He pointed to Shen Mirage.

Xiao Li gave a light "tsk": "...It didn't really hurt you."

He put the binoculars back in front of his eyes again, and pointed the binoculars under the channel without answering, moving back and forth.

Shen Mirage leaned against the door of this room, with his hands wrapped around his chest, he raised his eyebrows at Xiao Li.

Such actions continued unanimously into the evening, until the telescope had been changed from Xiao Li to Wang Huai's hands when the reincarnations came in. His voice became tense, and he grabbed a bubble gum-like thing and threw it to the ground. : "Here, there is movement at the door, so be prepared."

The thing lifted up smoke, forming a light-colored protective bubble, enveloping everyone in it.

"Speed ​​up the props, now, run!" Wang Huai shouted loudly.

Ye Zeqing couldn't control herself, and rushed to the door first: "Finally I can run--"

Along with the sound of everyone's running footsteps, a "boom" burst sounded from the end of the passage.

It was the glass of the door, coupled with the sound of the bed completely collapsing, and perhaps a little explosion, spreading to four rooms, as if a miniature bomb burst.

But the doll is still causing damage. According to Wang Huai's instructions, he rushed to the foundations of the buildings, wishing to directly interrupt the connection between the upper and lower floors.

The voice came along the passage until it entered the ears of the samsara, even if it was far away, it was quite clear.

It seems that this doll is very destructive...

However, this sound only lasted for less than five minutes before it stopped abruptly.

It seemed that there was a force that directly contained all of this and contained the destruction of the dolls.

Five minutes is enough.

In front of the Samsaras’ eyes, the exit is right in front, the prison door that did not exist before is already the door, and three newcomers are preparing to go inside, and the leader can cross the threshold--

It's now!

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