Doomsday Jigsaw Game

　　 Outside the tower. Unknown area.

　　 The hot ground made Bai Wu open his eyes.

　　His face is facing the sky, and his expression is confused. He cares more about the sky than the pain of burning skin.

　　 When staring above, a strange dialog box appeared in his vision.

　　 [Don't look at the sky, the temperature is 59 degrees, and the temperature rises at a rate of 0.2 degrees per minute, you are already medium-ripe, it is recommended to sprinkle some cumin, the flavor is better. 】

　　 hiss...

　　 There was tingling in the brain.

　　 Bai Wu climbed up, and his palm was burned by the ground after high temperature exposure, just like everywhere else.

　　 Under the scorching temperature, everything in the line of sight is slightly distorted like a thin layer of autumn water.

　　 When he focused his eyes on his palm, he saw the strange dialog box again.

　　【These big pig hooves have been so hot that they can no longer use the gun to make deoxyribose. Of course, it is temporary. 】

　　 What the hell?

　　 Bai Wu looked away, and the surrounding scene looked like the ruins of the city after the air raid.

　　 Most of the buildings have long been dilapidated. The ground is full of potholes, and the so-called roads can be vaguely seen. Most of the debris is piled up on both sides, and many strange plants have grown in the gaps.

"What is this place?"

　　 He looked at a relatively intact building somewhere for about three seconds:

　　 [A public toilet that has not been used for 700 years has a hazard index of three and a half, the inside is moderately distorted, and the toilet has long lost its function. I suggest not to go in, hold it back or solve it in place. 】

　　 Moderate distortion, hazard index...I don't know the concept yet.

　　 There are creatures hidden in this toilet?

　　 Although there are many small question marks in his mind, Bai Wu is very calm.

　　 "Although I don't know the true and false, but just the surrounding temperature is enough to confirm that I am in a very dangerous environment."

　　 Then he looked at other ruins.

　　 After several experiments, he was sure that he could see some kind of information.

　　 As long as the eyes stay on an object for two or three seconds, a strange dialog box will pop up. It should be a comment or paraphrase, and the style is not very serious.

　　 After pondering for a moment, Bai Wu probably knows what's going on—

　　 passed through.

　　'S calm expression finally changed. The last scene in Bai Wu's memory was very consistent with the atmosphere of crossing, but he was a little confused.

　　 "After crossing, why do I wear handcuffs? I have become a criminal in this life?"

　　 The last movement in the memory of the previous life was a gunshot from the real culprit in a murder case.

　　 Bai Wu is not a policeman, but a detective commissioned to assist in the investigation. He is trusted by the police because of his accurate profile ability.

　　 Many perverted criminals have been captured with Baiwu’s assistance. In the words of the police, only freaks can defeat freaks.

　　 "I think it is not enough to die once, let me die again?"

　　 The hands can move within a certain range. The handcuffs are not like the police handcuffs in the previous life, making their hands inseparable. It seems that the main purpose is not to imprison the hands.

　　 He looked at his wrist for about three seconds:

　　【Some handcuffs are not serious, the surface is handcuffs, but behind the back are the monitors of the four-story nobles. It's better not to destroy it. It's important to find cumin now, you will burn it later. 】

　　 Watch, noble... It looks like I have crossed into a very strange world, and I should be in a bad situation.

　　 The temperature has risen to 60 degrees. Bai Wu is not as anxious and desperate as many people.

　　Normal human beings are bound to be unable to think normally in this situation. They are in a state of self-protection that jumps up and down to avoid being burned.

　　 Bai Wu can feel his own nerve function everywhere in the body, and constantly transmits to the brain various signals of "It's very hot, jump up, don't think about it".

　　 But he didn't move, still thinking about the status quo like an old dog.

"The human body can persist for a full 1 hour in an environment of 71°C; at 82°C, it can persist for 49 minutes. I don’t have much time. I have to find a less hot environment within 30 minutes. After this time, my Action efficiency will be greatly reduced."

　　 In his previous life, he was regarded as a freak. One of the reasons was that he was able to analyze problems calmly when he was in an extremely painful environment.

After 　　 took a long breath, Bai Wu's eyes kept sweeping across various places, and the notes kept popping up.

　　He looked north.

　　 [There is no water source over there. If you go this way, you will definitely die from dehydration halfway. The taste of meat will be greatly reduced. 】

　　 looked to the east.

　　【There are two evil falls hidden away from one thousand six hundred meters. A slippery shovel you use when you are extremely angry may feed them enough. 】

　　 looked south again.

　　【Bingo! You found a correct answer. There is a surprise over there. That sentence is right. If you don’t have it, choose c. 】

　　 Bai Wu did not question the weird remarks she saw.

　　 He didn't know why there was this in his sight, but in the current situation, even if he didn't do anything within an hour, he would definitely die.

　　 Simply take a gamble.

　　 To the south of the street, there is still a row of ruins, Bai Wu walks, while observing the surroundings, and at the same time calculating how long he can last.

　　...

　　...

　　 Inside the tower, the fourth floor of the tower.

　　 If it is a game character, the blood bar will fall down after clearing it. As long as it is not cleared, in most games, the character is alive and kicking, and it can even kill with blood.

　　 But the reality is not.

　　In reality, if human beings are in the so-called residual blood state, their consciousness, physical stamina, and mobility will be greatly reduced.

　　 So at this time on the fourth floor of the tower, the high-ranking officials and dignitaries showed puzzled expressions.

　　 "Hey hey hey, is this cheating money? Why is he still alive?"

　　 "Isn't that the blue areas are all extremely warm worlds? Why does he seem to be in no pain at all?"

　　 "Is this really the blue door going out? He has been alive for dozens of minutes so far! Why is there no monster? I want to see a huge evil!"

　　 "The dealer won't find a talented person to pretend to be a slave, right? My God, he looks so calm!"

　　 "The actor? This is a white area at all, I can do it on me!"

　　 It’s no wonder that the gamblers suspected that the dealer was cheating. A low-level scum that should have died soon, not only did not die, but even behaved more calmly than the slaves who went out through the white door in the past. This is too abnormal.

　　 There are six gates out of the tower, each with six different colors.

　　 The white door is the safest of the six doors, and the slaves in the past can more or less struggle for a while.

　　 But when the blue door goes out, the difficulty of survival increases sharply, and it is a more distorted and weird world.

　　They spend money to place bets, not to watch some escape from the wilderness to survive, but to watch someone die helplessly!

　　 The terrifying evil depravity tears the prey apart, and the stimulation of this blood makes these people more excited than winning or losing.

　　 On the VIP table, the beautiful woman wearing a half bronze mask frowned.

　　 This time the slave seems a bit special.

　　...

　　...

　　The white mist is indeed very special.

　　 The more extreme the environment, the better he can maintain a clear mind. It's just that until now, there is no host's original memory.

　　 "The quality of this traversal can be called tofu dregs project. Did the host's brain be dug up by Dave? There is no memory."

　　 Thinking like this, Bai Wu saw what was ahead, he suddenly quickened his pace, and at the same time used his eyes to confirm whether it was an illusion.

　　 [This is not a mirage. You did find a water source. Don’t wonder why you see the water source in this weather. The physical rules outside the tower are not under the control of Newton. 】