Chapter 306: Climbing the Tower (Thirteen)

Following the tips given by the werewolf, the four of them quickly found the attic and climbed up the ladder outside the skylight.

The corridor outside the room has branches, and there may indeed be a way to the middle of the castle. But Brother Jue and the others did not explore because the hints given by the werewolf showed that: first, Little Red Riding Hood is very strong and unfriendly; second, she may return to the castle at any time.

From a game point of view, the NPC has told you such two clear messages. If you still take actions that contradict it, you will definitely face huge dangers and even trigger an instant death plot, so they decided not to stay.

The four people climbed up the ladder for more than five minutes. After passing through a fixed cloud, they saw the end of the ladder. There was a round black hole there, and the top of the ladder rested on the edge of the hole.

This hole is "drawn" in the sky, just like the holes in Warner cartoons that can be drilled out of thin air.

When you get closer, you can find that the size of this hole is actually not narrow, and anyone who is not too fat can pass through it.

Of course, the werewolf still couldn't get through. Due to the forward bending of the neck joint, the enlargement of the torso, and the posture when climbing the ladder, he was destined to be restricted to the space below the fifth floor.

"Hmm... It's a dark floor again." Feng Bujue took the lead on the fifth floor and said while picking up the broom (when he climbed to the top of the stairs, he threw the broom up to explore the way).

Honghu, Qiufeng and the Chief followed closely behind and entered the fifth floor one after another.

"Now we already know that this building...if it can still be called a building, it has only seven floors in total." Honghu said: "That is to say...so far, four-sevenths of the progress of this script has been completed. Bar."

"That's wrong." The chief accountant was a very patient and absolutely rational person. He responded: "As the saying goes... a journey of a hundred miles will take half a mile. The closer to the end of anything, the less impatient it is. It's like injury time in a football game. If the whole team has the mentality of 'it will be over soon', the risk of conceding the ball will increase significantly. "

"I agree with this." Feng Bujue said: "In many horror movies, it is the carelessness of the surviving characters in the last few minutes that leads to the total annihilation ending."

While talking, Brother Jue took out the flashlight again and turned on the light.

Feng Bujue did not take back the flashlight he had given to Honghu before. After reaching the fourth floor, things have been placed on each other. So at this moment Honghu also took out the flashlight in his pocket and turned it on.

The first thing the two of them did was the same. They first used lights to sweep the surrounding area, and then immediately illuminated directly above.

Ceiling and floor on this floor. It has returned to the state of the first floor. The floor was tiled, and the ceiling was only a little over four meters high. With just the light of the flashlight, I can't see the surrounding walls yet. It seems that this is also a quite empty space.

"How about... stick to the old rules, I'll go around alone first..." Before Feng Bujue finished speaking, a voice from the darkness interrupted him.

"Gentlemen." A young girl's voice sounded.

These words made the three players break out in a cold sweat, and their fright levels increased to over 50%. Although Feng Bujue didn't feel scared, he knew something was wrong. He thought to himself: Is Little Red Riding Hood waiting for us here?

Cha——

There was a soft sound, and a flame suddenly flashed in the darkness.

The fire was only the size of a grain of rice at first, but for some unknown reason, it rapidly expanded in a few seconds. Until the entire floor is lit up...

In everyone's sight, a short figure wearing a brown cloak appeared. Her cheeks were flushed, her clothes looked shabby and thin, and her feet were bare.

now. The little girl was holding a basket in her left hand and a burning match in her right hand.

"This doesn't seem to be Little Red Riding Hood, but..." Qiu Feng lowered his voice. I want to express my inference.

"Ah... I can see it." Feng Bujue interrupted. Judging from the looks in his, Honghu's and Chief's eyes, they naturally knew who it was.

"Do you want to buy matches?" the little girl took a few steps towards the players and asked.

The four players looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.

"Please buy a box of my matches," she repeated imploringly.

At this time, Qiu Feng seemed to have thought of something. He stepped forward and took out the magic shoes in his pocket: "Can I trade these shoes with you for a box of matches?"

The little girl looked at the silver magic shoes handed over and hesitated for a moment: "Really? Sir, these shoes look worth a lot of money." It seemed that she was an honest child.

"It doesn't matter, I think this is a fair deal." Qiu Feng replied.

"Well, thank you, sir." the little girl replied.

At this moment, the match in her hand went out, and the entire floor returned to darkness.

Qiu Feng's eyes suddenly went dark, but fortunately his teammates ran over quickly. The flashlight illuminated the area around Qiu Feng, but the little girl was gone, and the shoes in Qiu Feng's hands were also missing.

"Over there." Feng Bujue still had sharp eyes and quickly discovered the clue.

Where the little girl first appeared, there was a box of matches. On that floor tile, there was still a line of text that seemed to have been inked by smoke. It looked like it was in Latin, and the systematic translation was: [A sincere act of kindness, without any intention of repaying it. 】

After reading it, the chief said, "So that's it... The magic shoes are used here. I thought there would be a plot like 'Cinderella'."

Qiu Feng picked up the match on the ground, "I just had an idea when I saw that she had no shoes to wear."

"Lolita and ankle control..." Feng Bujue said, touching his chin.

"Why can you distort everything to the point of losing your moral integrity..." Qiu Feng said.

"Did you observe the environment during those few seconds when the surroundings were bright?" Hong Hu brought the topic back on track.

The chief said, "Ah, I saw it, the whole floor is empty, only over there..." He raised his arm and pointed in a direction: "There is a door."

"Well... the result is the same as what I observed." Hong Hu responded, "So... are we going to go directly?"

"How about I light a match and let's take another look?" Qiu Feng said, opening the matchbox.

Unexpectedly, there were only four matches in total...

"Ha! No need to say, let's take one each." Feng Bujue glanced at the situation in the matchbox and said directly.

The other three people did not say anything. They all understood what it meant that the number of the same plot items was equal to the number of players.

In this case, they would not waste limited items to illuminate the surrounding environment. The four people relied on the light of the flashlight and walked in the direction pointed by the chief. Soon they came to the door.

"Elevator..." Chief Ji said as he looked at the metal door.

From the appearance, this door is exactly the same as the elevator door in the landing space. There is only one button next to the door, and the effect is self-evident.

Ding——

After Honghu pressed the button, the elevator door opened to both sides.

The four people entered one after another. After entering the interior, they found that there was nothing operable in this elevator.

After waiting for five or six seconds, the door closed automatically. Then, the elevator moved upwards. I don't know if it is remotely controlled or automatically operated according to the internal load. Anyway, in this fantasy scenario, it wouldn't be strange if the elevator had autonomous consciousness.

After running for a short while, probably at the height of one floor, the elevator stopped and the door opened automatically.

The players stepped into the sixth floor area safely.

"Speaking of which... my initial inference about single and double floors seemed to be completely wrong..." Hong Hu said as he walked out of the elevator.

"That's right, but..." Qiu Feng continued: "From the first floor to here, the difficulty seems to have been very low. Except for SCP-233, there are no particularly difficult puzzles, and there is not even one battle."

"Not necessarily." Feng Bujue denied: "We may have encountered several 'instant death' traps, but none of them were triggered, so you think it's easy." He said: "Leaving aside the SCP, the previous werewolf is obviously also a monster that will lead to the annihilation of the whole group; in addition... Now we know that we should give the shoes to the little match girl. But... What if we made a wrong move at that time, such as giving the wrong thing, or not responding to her plea before the match burned out..."

"Makes sense..." Ji Zhang responded: "In the seemingly almost risk-free script process, there may be many settings that can kill the whole group in one second. We can't be careless next..."

While the four people were talking, they had all observed the entire picture of the sixth floor.

The setting of this floor is similar to that of the fourth floor, but the environment is very different.

The ground on the sixth floor is a muddy swamp, and there are very limited places for people to land. On the four walls of the murals were black forests and heavy mountain shadows. The ceiling directly above was painted with a night sky, with a few thin long clouds and many stars dotted in the sky.

At the corner between the ceiling and the two walls, there was a paper-made full moon, and the cold moonlight filled the swamp.

The path to the upper part of this floor was relatively clear, just on the wall opposite the elevator. There was a stone staircase winding upwards, and the bottom five or six steps of the stone staircase extended from the wall and connected to this three-dimensional space.

On this floor, the area where players can walk is limited, and there are not many choices. They can only step on the relatively dry footholds and move towards the stone steps on the opposite wall.

"Watch your feet." Hong Hu, who was walking in front, reminded: "We don't have props now. If we fall sideways into the middle area of ​​the swamp, it will be difficult to pull people out."

"Hey... did you hear that?" Feng Bujue suddenly said, and at the same time, he raised his head. (To be continued...)