Thriller Paradise

251. Chapter 251 Brothers (seven)

    "Oh ?"So it isUnexpectedly, I looked at the golden hairs between my fingers, and many questions were solved at this moment. "From my subjective point of view, I am still myself…"He reached out and looked at his sleeves and palms. His dress was undoubtedly the JOKER style in the game. The skin color was yellow skin, and he could see his black hair when he looked up.

    He took the hairs under the magnifying glass and observed them, "but…From the objective point of view of this script world, I should be another person. When the hair leaves the whole body, I can see what it is. ”He put the hair on the desk and took out the small wooden comb from his pocket. He also used a magnifying glass to look at the hair remaining on it: "Well…The color, length and hair quality are all similar. ”

    I didn’t think for more than a minute, "Wait…At the beginning of the script, I only combed my head. Unless my character is severely hair loss, there should not be so much hair on this comb. ”He read this and grabbed his hair with his hand. This time he used a little force.

    Unexpectedly, when he put his hand back in front of his eyes, he saw a large burst of hair, one of which was still connected with a small bloody scalp.

    oh shitI can't help but open the menu to see if the survival value is not reduced. He felt it a little and didn't feel any particularly severe pain on his scalp.

    "Good…Calm down……CalmHe was very nervous about his thoughts. In his opinion, the matter of hair loss seems to be an extremely serious situation.

    He threw the smashed hair away and calmed down the emotions, and then he realized another thing, "Speak up…Up to now, I have never found anything like a mirror. Is the system not wanting me to see 'self'?"

    The unconscious eyes fell on the photo again: "Assume that the little devil on the left is the little one who dragged me away in the title CG, and the other little devil is the one I am playing, what is it that makes them come here? One step…"He thought about it and turned the photo over.

    On the back of the photo, there is a line of handwritten words – "Arthur and Andrew, my children, my love."

    "Oh, are these two children brothers…"I don’t feel the heart, "Wait…Arthur and Andrew…"He picked up the small wooden comb and his eyes stayed on the AA's nick. "Arthur and Andrew?"He touched his chin and thought, "I said this is a limited edition, huh…"

    For the next ten minutes, Feng did not feel interested in reading the book "Alchemy Advanced".

    Turning over the dark blue cover, the first thing that comes to mind is this: "After learning the "Alchemy Foundation", you may think that the peak of this skill is to turn metal into gold, or to make some An agent that prolongs life.

    This book will tell you that similar ideas are extremely stupid.

    Alchemy is a sacred technique that makes mankind equal to the gods. Those who are filled with copper smell and longevity will never touch the realm of God. ”

    Although the wording and context of this passage is a mockery and a warning, it does not seem to be repugnant. These words are undoubtedly exuding a kind of noble and flamboyant gas field, and this temperament can provoke the enthusiasm of the research.

    It is a pity that I only read the catalogue and the first chapter. The second chapter and the content behind it are all in a vaguely shielded state…The content of the first chapter, I did not understand it completely, may be because he did not read the "Alchemy Foundation", so there is no clue to many of the nouns in the first chapter.

    "Chemical aspects must be at least above the high school level. At the same time, we must master a large amount of knowledge of the so-called 'material philosophical' to complete the three processes of 'understanding, disintegrating, and reconstructing, and display the simplest alchemy."After I saw that the contents of the second chapter could not be read, I closed the book and said to myself: "Only from the examples in this first chapter, we can also see the complexity of the alchemy formula. ……On this basis, combined with astrology, Fu literature, and the alchemist's individual abilities and talents, it can be simplified into a smelting array. ”He looked up and sighed: "The Arthur in the image just about a decade ago, actually looked at the book with a calm face…Genius…"

    This "Alchemy Advanced" is classified as a plot item that cannot bring out the script, and will definitely be used in the subsequent game process, so it will not be included in the bag for the time being. The photo was placed in the pocket on the inside of the jacket.

    Later, he searched the entire study again, did not find any clues, and did not find the key. So he picked up the kerosene lamp and the magnifying glass and headed for the next room.

    Next door is the kitchen. The wall facing the door is the cooktop and the chimney. The cooktop is dirty, but it can be seen from the traces above that it is still being used. Below the cooktop is a cabinet, and the surrounding walls are also filled with closets, cupboards, and so on.

    In the middle of the kitchen, there is a four-legged wooden table, two meters square, the tablecloth on the table is filthy, and the original pattern is not visible. This wooden table is also filled with a bowl of bouillon-like food, with an unwashed plate next to it, and some meat sauce on the plate.

    Looking out from the kitchen window, you can see the same view as the study…Dark, chaotic. The glass in this state can be said to be a mirror. It can be sealed and walked to the front, but only a blurred black shadow can be seen. He then found a few metal kitchen utensils, polished his surface, and wanted to show his own appearance, but it still failed.

    "Is this system ironic and I don't want to let me look in the mirror?"Shuai shrugged and said a word.

    Then he opened every cupboard and rummaged through something that might be a clue. As a result, there are a lot of pots and pans, there are no knives, no clues…

    "This room can't even have a valuable thing…"After searching the kitchen, he said: "There is a kerosene lamp in the storage room, a magnifying glass, photos and books in the study, and the kitchen must be…"During the conversation, his eyes stopped on the bowl of bolognese on the table.

    "Okay, let me…"He flipped the bowl over and let the meat sauce flow to the table, then took the bowl to the side and plucked the meat sauce a few times.

    As a result, he actually touched a key:

    [name: red key]

    [Type: plot related]

    [Quality: Normal]

    [Function: Permanently unlock the red iron door and disappear immediately after use]

    [Can I bring out the script: No]

    [Remarks: Hiding in a red place]