Chapter 33 Battle Royale Recording (Part 4)

"…Show your health bars, then we can discuss cooperation."

In the hall lit by candlelight, Tong Li, Fan Xiangyang, Li Daniel, and Yi Ming each occupied a corner, facing each other across the long dining table.

The atmosphere was a bit tense. After walking here, almost all the guests knew that the most threatening NPC in this episode was the group of brass birds. But some people were lucky and there were no NPCs in the basement when they woke up, while others were unlucky and only discovered the existence of the brass birds when their health bars were only one-third left.

Yi Ming and Li Daniel were the two unlucky ones.

They put their hands behind their backs and looked at each other hesitantly.

Tong Li hesitated for a moment and showed her health bar first, "I have been in the basement since I woke up. There is no brass bird there, so I still have a lot of health left. If necessary, I can be the first to attack the NPC when I meet it later. After all, there is no difference between 100% health bar and 21%. We can cooperate, on the premise of never killing each other. Maybe we can all escape."

Yi Ming frowned and thought for a while, finally he relaxed and stretched out his hand to Tong Li across the dining table, "Gentleman's agreement, never kill each other."

Tong Li high-fived her.

Yi Ming: "According to our observation, the damage of the brass birds can be superimposed. The damage caused by the gaze of two birds is completely different from that of one bird. When we take action later, we must assign two people to keep an eye on the movements in all directions at all times. These birds move very quietly and blend into the environment, making them difficult to be caught by the naked eye. They are more difficult to deal with than humanoid NPCs."

Fan Xiangyang nodded, "I don't know who covered a batch of brass birds' eyes with ink. The water has covered them, and this batch of brass birds has become a virtual thing, but there are still many other brass birds, so we can't let our guard down. "

Speaking of this, Yi Ming couldn't help laughing, "I don't know which genius did this. Just now in that secret room, the brass birds that were staring at us were covered with ink, so Li Daniel and I were able to survive."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand, and her health bar was only 27%.

Li Daniel smiled bitterly: "I have even less."

He only has 25%.

In other words, if he is not attacked by NPCs and there are no accidents, in order to ensure 20% of his health, Li Daniel's activity time is only about four hours.

Tong Li also laughed, she had a hunch that this bug was probably related to Yu Wen.

"To be on the safe side, let's first try to deduce our respective targets and then announce them. This way we can know who we need to be wary of, which will be good for everyone."

The others had no objection. Tong Li recommended going to the basement where no brass birds roamed. Just as the four were about to leave, Jian Heng hurriedly ran out from the corner with a small bag.

"Hey, is everyone here?" There was a little sweat on his forehead, and he was slightly out of breath from running. His arms were full of things of all sizes. "It's great, can you guys help me? I have a task to take a photo, and it would be best if everyone is here. After taking the photo, you can unlock the next half of my information..."

"Xiao Jian, you're too sudden." Fan Xiangyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "We are playing a battle royale game now, and everyone is a dangerous person. You suddenly run over to take a photo. How do we know if you want to kill someone..."

Jian Heng walked to the dining chair and put down the things in his hands one by one, a lute, a palm-sized Polaroid camera, and a small label on the Polaroid camera: Magic props for taking photos.

He rummaged in his bag and pulled out a card. "It's a mission. Look."

He handed the mission card out without any precautions. Fan Xiangyang hesitated for a moment, took it, and saw that it said: The bard who accidentally entered the forbidden land, if you can bring the figures of the dead souls in the castle to me, I will tell you everything you want to know.

Li Daniel carefully examined it and confirmed: "Yes, the mission card we got in the secret room is also like this."

Everyone's vigilance was slightly reduced. Besides, Jian Heng answered whatever he asked, and he looked very frank. He was a newcomer and might not understand all the twists and turns. He might really just want everyone to help him with a mission.

Fan Xiangyang read the mission card again and didn't see any traps in the words, so he said, "Of course it's possible, but who among us is the ghost? Who is dead?"

Tong Li said, "I've seen previous programs, and the hunting order is related to weaknesses. If it's a ghost, the hunting order should be related to the way of death. It won't be given out so early, right?"

Li Daniel stretched out his hands regretfully to Jian Heng, "I can't help you."

"No, is it important?" Jian Heng touched the back of his head, "Can't I just take pictures of you all and then take them for confirmation?"

Fan Xiangyang was stunned for a moment and gave him a thumbs up.

"You are indeed a young man, your brain is very sharp."

Jian Heng said embarrassedly: "No, no, it's just a stupid method..."

Tong Li: "How to take pictures? Do we need to pose?"

Jian Heng: "No, just get closer." He directed everyone to stand in a row and put the Polaroid camera in place. Suddenly, he poked his head out from behind the Polaroid camera and asked, "Where is Teacher Yu?"

Several people looked at each other. Tong Li said, "I don't know. We haven't met. Isn't he with you?"

Jian Heng: "We met once in the middle, but we separated quickly."

Fan Xiangyang said, "Maybe he is trapped in a secret room."

"It doesn't matter if one is missing..." Jian Heng lowered his head and muttered twice in a voice that no one could hear, then he quickly raised his face again, smiling brightly, "One, two, three... Cheese!"

After taking the photo, he bowed politely and trotted back to the room on the far right of the first floor.

The door closed, and Jian Heng squatted slowly against the door, holding his heart that was about to jump out of his chest.

"Huh... I'm really not cut out to be a bad guy, I'm scared..."

After a pause, he came to the large floor-to-ceiling mirror in the room.

There were a few scarlet blood words in front of the large floor-to-ceiling mirror, which had not yet faded. If other guests were here at this time, they would immediately stay away from him.

[O bard who accidentally entered the forbidden land, you have pledged your loyalty to me, and the great Demon King has granted you a favor. As long as you help the Demon King get rid of the soul he hates the most, you will get the key to leave.

If you can bring the figures of the dead souls in the castle to me... I will identify for you whether that soul is among them.]

Today's setting turned out to be a villain. Jian Heng smiled bitterly.

He put the mission card back in his arms. Fortunately, the program team wrote it vaguely, he thought. A little more details would reveal the truth.

Jian Heng took out a Polaroid photo and covered it on the mirror.

"Demon King, who is the soul you hate?"

A few words slowly appeared on the mirror: Not here.

"Not here?" Jian Heng looked down, "You really only asked if he was here or not? Only Xiao Yu was not here in this photo... The person you hate is the hero?"

The mirror did not respond.

Jian Heng lowered his head and thought for a moment. If

it was the hero... that would be easier to deal with.

The rule of the battle royale is that guests are allowed to kill each other, but if the hunt fails, they will be eliminated directly.

If the devil hates the dwarf or the magician or someone else, he must first calculate the person above him in the hunting chain, and then join forces with this person...

and the person above the hero in the hunting chain happens to be him.

He wrote in his collection of poems: "The cross sword is majestic, but he can only hold the sword and wait quietly for the end of his soul..."

The only person holding the cross sword in the whole venue is the brave man. There is no doubt that the only person the bard has come into contact with after breaking in is the brave man. The brave man fell asleep listening to the lute he played, so the way to kill the brave man is the song called Green Sleeves.

Unfortunately, he can't play it. Fortunately

, Yu Wen can play it.

Jian Heng pulled off the silk scarf tied on the back of his hand, revealing a blood bar that he didn't show easily. Above 20%, the blood bar glowed blue, and below 20%, the blood bar glowed red.

His blood bar has turned a dangerous red - 12%.

Whether it is for blood recovery or for the ultimate victory...

"I have to take action on you, Xiao Yu." Jian Heng said to the camera.

-

At the end of the corridor is a smelting room.

The flames in the smelting furnace were burning, and the air was scorching and sultry. Just standing for a while, Yu Wen had sweat on his back.

He rummaged around and found a notebook from the basket.

[The devil left a curse. Within seven days, only the warriors who sacrificed their companions' souls can get the key to get out.

The great magician said that the devil's curse is as heavy as mountains.

He can't break it.

I think it's time for me to come on stage.

I am the most outstanding craftsman of the dwarves for thousands of years.

I will forge an invincible Holy Cross Sword for the brave here.

The bravest warrior among us, only he has the hope of breaking the cage!

And what I have to do is to forge an extremely sharp sword for him.

- Dwarf.

】

This is a hardcover notebook, which records a lot of smelting records about the Cross Sword, including the addition, modification, and attempts of materials...

Yu Wen glanced at it and was a little surprised.

It is actually possible to get someone else's notes...

Could it be that this smelting room was not prepared for him in the beginning?

If the director could hear his voice, he would definitely use a loudspeaker to say loudly: Your clue! In the lobby!

Yu Wen did not follow the usual rules, so they had to change the plan temporarily. No matter who should be given it, anyway, most of the information in the later stage is common.

Yu Wen continued reading, and found something interesting in those seemingly boring smelting records.

The dwarf did not have the habit of recording dates. This notebook was more of a draft than a notebook, sloppy and messy.

But starting from a certain day, he wrote the time.

[May 22.

I don’t know how long I have been here.

I don’t know how long I will stay here.

My companions died one after another.

I am left wandering like a ghost in the huge castle.

The holy sword is completed.

The only person who can pull it out is gone.]

There are still two pieces of information: one, the dwarf is the last one alive in the brave team; two, the seven-day deadline has arrived, and he is not dead.

Yu Wen raised his eyebrows and flipped forward.

It’s very messy, really very messy.

It took him a while to distinguish the paragraphs.

But the information contained in it is really useful.

[The materials used to make the holy sword are extremely valuable... I didn't collect much, and I hope to succeed before the materials run out.

...

The first time, failure.

One day is not enough, and I am in a hurry.

...

The second time, failure.

Maybe I should be more careful, but there is really no time!

The great magician was caught by the ghost bird and was injured. Time is frozen here and he can't heal! If I don't forge the holy sword, he will bleed to death.

There is no time, no time.

Dwarf, you are the best craftsman, you must become a sword in the hands of the brave.

The third time, failure.

I am a failed craftsman...

The great magician is dead.

In the process of searching for the princess, we were attacked crazily by ghost birds. The great magician destroyed all the ghost birds. There was no remaining magic to control the wounds, and I died alone in the bedroom.

I can't stand it!

Holy sword, holy sword, please take shape quickly! I can't stand anyone leaving!

The fourth time, failed.

I was injured...

The elf used up all the healing magic to fight against the solidified time and saved me.

She told me that the holy sword was the only hope, and only I could forge it. She

also said that her soul would hover here for a long time, blessing me, the brave man, and the princess to escape.

Between one person and three people, she chose three people to live.

The fifth time...

I no longer dared to put the materials into the furnace.

I was afraid of failure.

There were only two days left before the seven-day deadline announced by the devil king. I begged the hero like a decrepit old man: Sacrifice me.

Sacrifice me.

This way, at least one of you can still survive.

The princess was immersed in the sorrow of losing the great magician, and she was in a low mood. After a long time, she said: Sacrifice me.

But -

hero, how can you still laugh at this moment!

Hey! You patted my shoulder cheerfully and said, don't be discouraged! It's just that there is no time! I will fight for it!

You formed a team of heroes, and your eyes are as bright as gems -

hero.

You can always give others courage easily.

You hold the notched sword and challenge the endless curse magic.

You told me not to forget to inlay the dragon scales on the tail of your sword.

You said,

"I have conquered the sky, now I will challenge the mountains."

The fifth time, success.

The hero did not come back, I don't know if he is dead or alive.

The princess said that she would try again.

What to try?

I don't understand, I don't have time to understand.

I want to forge the holy sword.

The only hope to get out.

I was busy forging the holy sword, I don't know how much time has passed, I devoted myself to it, almost forgetting myself... This time, I finally succeeded!

But the princess died.

The soul of the demon king... dissipated.

May 23.

I forged the holy sword, what's the point.

My companions died one by one, and only I survived.

I don't want to leave.

Let's stay here forever.

June 30th.

A bard broke in.

I hadn't spoken for a long time, like a traveler in the desert, I greedily talked to him a lot, I told him our story, and asked him to sing our story to future generations.

He carried a lute with him, I asked him to play a song of Green Sleeves for me before I died, that is the song of my hometown.

I held the Holy Cross Sword, tiredly enjoying this moment of joy.

July 6th.

The cruel thoughts of the devil are back!

He seduced the bard and tried to snatch the holy sword.

Why?

The holy sword in the hands of the brave can cut off the curse magic.

Can it be that the devil will not really die if the curse magic does not die?

Hero, hero, where are you...

Using my last bit of strength, I pointed the tail of my sword to the sky.

This is the sword of the hero.

Can you sense it, dragon?

】

The notes stop here.

After reading it, even Yu Wen was stunned for two or three minutes.

The amount of information is too much... He has to sort it out.

First of all, it is certain that the dwarf died at the hands of the bard, otherwise there should not be more deaths in this castle without threats.

What the hero and the princess did respectively solved the seven-day limit and the soul of the demon king.

Through the notes, he can determine part of the food chain: the elf died to save the dwarf → the dwarf can hunt the elf; the dwarf died at the hands of the bard → the bard can hunt the dwarf.

After the bard knew the curse of this place, he was bewitched by the devil and obeyed the devil's order in exchange for the key to leave.

He is a recorder and a participant.

The last person alive in the brave team is a dwarf.

In other words, in Jian Heng's poetry collection, the person who "holds the long sword, waiting for the end of the soul" is a dwarf, because the sword had not been forged before the brave challenged the curse magic. After

sorting out his thoughts, Yu Wen simply flipped around again, and found no more useful information, so he came to the door.

There were several sets of 9×9 Sudoku engraved on the door of the secret room. He took a quick look and found it was not difficult. He

quickly completed the Sudoku, and the door of the secret room moved horizontally to both sides.

The exit is connected to the hall.

Yu Wen looked up at the dragon in the dome again, and walked straight to the dining table, ready to find out if there was any mechanism.

"Yu Wen... Teacher Yu!" Jian Heng popped up from the corner and called him excitedly, "Finally I found you! There is a secret room related to you, but I can't solve the problem. Do you want to share it?"

Yu Wen: "Let me see your health bar first."

Jian Heng stretched out his hand honestly, "11%."

Yu Wen: "Ha."

Jian Heng: "I'm going to lie down! It doesn't matter whether I win or not, the key is that I'm here, and I have to know what happened!"

His smile was sincere, not fake. Yu Wen thought for a moment and asked, "Where is it?"

Jian Heng pointed to the second floor, "Upstairs."

"Let's go."

While going upstairs, Jian Heng chatted with him, "Teacher Yu, you said before that you can play this thing, is it the lute?"

Yu Wen: "A little bit."

Jian Heng: "That's amazing! Can you play a song for me later?"

Yu Wen said indifferently, "What do you want to listen to?"

"Green Sleeves."

Yu Wen paused slightly.

Jian Heng didn't notice it at all, and said to himself, "I don't even know how to play a lute, what song can I know? This is written in my poetry collection..."

He may have forgotten that Yu Wen had read his poetry collection.

"Holding a long sword, waiting for the end of the soul" - it really sounds like a brave man.

Yu Wen looked normal.

He smiled and said, "Okay."

-

Yu Wen looked at the combination lock in front of him and was silent.

He asked, "You can't crack the three-digit password?"

Jian Heng: "I can't try one by one."

Yu Wen thought to himself, buddy, can you at least be a little more careful? This kind of password without any hints, public information is one set each accurate, you tricked me here, at least pretend!

He dialed 012 neatly, which was the year mentioned in the broadcast.

With a click, the door opened.

Seeing that he had no doubts, Jian Heng quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Jian Heng thought again that this friend was the most sensitive and could capture any tiny flaw, so he decided not to take action for the time being and wait until he completely relaxed his vigilance.

This is a small dark room in a wine cellar. Outside is a wine cabinet. Jian Heng accidentally discovered a small door on the wall behind the wine cabinet with a note on it: The collection of the brave.

He was standing in front of this door in confusion just now.

Yu Wen fumbled to turn on the light, and dim light fell on this small utility room of less than 30 square meters.

There is an old flat wine rack inside. The iron edge is rusty, but it has been wiped clean and reused as an ordinary storage cabinet.

At the moment, there are a lot of messy things on it.

Yu Wen picked up a piece of dragon scale.

There was a small note on it, explaining the reason why this thing was collected.

[Dragon scales!

Hahahaha, it dropped it accidentally, the pattern is dirty, so ugly, keep it, and take it out and make fun of it when I’m old! 】

A broken gem.

【When I rescued the princess, I fought with the dragon and broke a crown in its cave.

God, I’ve never seen such a poor dragon.

This crown turned out to be the most precious thing in its cave.

Okay, okay, it makes sense that it’s angry.

We had a fight, and of course, I won.

I conquered a dragon!

This is really exciting!

This gem is my achievement! 】

A cloth bag.

【This is the wind.

The dragon is a very bad-tempered dragon. The first time I met it, its sharp teeth tore my back and left a long scar.

The scar is still there, and it may accompany me for the rest of my life.

We fought till we were covered in dust and dirt, and the great wizard said he couldn't do anything. He also said he saw me biting the dragon's horn with my teeth .

God, this is really embarrassing.

I admit that I am almost exhausted.

But I won't give up.

This is not because of any kind of pride or self-esteem...

it's just because I think I can still grit my teeth and hold on.

The great wizard said that I overestimated myself.

I shrugged.

So what if I overestimated myself? I always overestimate myself, so I can always do things that ordinary people think are impossible.

This fight ended in a draw, and the dragon and I were both tired.

In the end, we lay on the grass, looking at the clear blue sky, unable to move even a finger.

The dragon said, you are such a stubborn hero.

I said, you are a stubborn dragon.

So we looked at each other and I laughed.

The dragon said, I admit that I was moved by your stubbornness. It lowered its head to me and allowed me to touch its head.

I am willing to submit to you, it said.

Wow! This is an exciting thing, I conquered a dragon! Then it invited me to sit on it and fly in the sky with it!

The fierce wind blew past my ears, but I only felt cool. I thought, I have conquered the wind.

I shuttled through the high clouds, and I was not afraid. I thought, I have conquered the sky.

This bag of wind is my achievement.

】

A small flower.

【The princess's friend withered, I made it into a specimen...】

A strange stone.

【The strange stone at the door of the great magician! It must have a reason for looking so strange, I want to collect them!]

...

There are so many things on the shelf, very miscellaneous, and each brave man has a small note attached to it, noting the stories behind these fragments.

Yu Wen picked up a note on the ground, which should have been placed on the shelf, but fell off because it was not placed firmly.

[The first to last day.

I decided to challenge the curse magic.

If it is absolutely necessary, I will sacrifice myself in exchange for one of the princess and the dwarf to leave.

Of course, that is the worst case scenario.

These are the treasures I carry with me.

I have taken them on countless journeys, but this time, I have to store these treasures here.

If I can't come back to take them away...

you who see this note, if you think these are useless, please close the door and let them sleep here forever; if you also think my collection is interesting, you can take it away and tell the world about their stories.

But please treat them well.

——A brave man's plea. 】

Finally, there is a scabbard.

【The incomplete scabbard of the brave sword.

The Cross Sword has not been forged yet, and I only have a broken long sword.

But it doesn't matter, even with a broken sword, I can still move forward.

I once conquered the sky, this time, I will challenge the mountains.

Unfortunately, my friend, dragon.

It is a pity that we can't meet again.

Thank you for helping me conquer the sky.

This time, I will embark on this journey alone.

】