Chapter 45: Be Yourself in the Fire
Chapter 45: Be Yourself in the Fire
Chu Chengan almost couldn't breathe, but he didn't want to go to the system space to drink. Although it would give him a chance to breathe in oxygen again, but...
He opened the door of Hansen's room and found that Hansen was not inside. Inside was Hansen's other fragile roommate. The roommate seemed to be awakened by the stuffy air. When he saw Prince Philip, he seemed to have seen a savior and pulled him to beg him to save himself.
Philip pushed him away. He was not as kind-hearted as a saint to the point of wanting to save everyone. Otherwise, when the fire started in front, he would have shouted and knocked on every door. He simply did not have the time or energy to do so many idle things.
His good friends are still waiting for him to save them.
Another reason why Chu Chengan didn't want to enter the system space to drink was that he didn't want to lose his perspective skills.
Where did the king go? It was so dark and deep in the night. Did he predict that there would be a fire and hide away?
Chu Cheng'an used his perspective skills and looked inside each room for a few seconds at the door. Fortunately, the Hansen was quite fat and big, and he retreated immediately after discovering that the body outline was wrong. This was much easier than investigating aimlessly.
As a result, there was no trace of Hansen on the entire fourth floor or in any guest room.
Wasn't he in the hotel? Wang Anyuan was so timid that even if he had any idea to leave the hotel, he would consult him in advance and would never go out and do it by himself without saying anything.
Chu Cheng'an felt very strange, but he did not give up looking. He searched all the rooms on the fourth floor except the guest rooms.
Later, Wang Anyuan was finally found in an inconspicuous warehouse on the fourth floor. He was awakened by a nightmare and hurriedly hid in the warehouse when he saw the thick smoke and fire.
It was not for any other reason, but because there was too much water stored in the warehouse, the fire could not get in. However, Wang Anyuan obviously overlooked one thing: in many fires, people were not burned to death, but died from inhaling too much thick smoke, being suffocated or even suffocated.
Philip tore off half of the wet sheet and put it over Hansen's head and body, while listening to Hansen telling him what had happened to him.
Philip breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not what he imagined...
But they didn't have time to vent their anger, as they had to escape before the entire hotel collapsed.
Chu Cheng'an was not prepared to expose himself here.
His companions' morale had dropped before the battle even began.
"The corridor is blocked by the fire... I don't dare to jump out of the window that high..."
Hansen's face looked as if he was being buried, as if today, seven days from now, would be his seventh day.
"We have sheets, why don't you dare to jump? If you jump into the fire and get burned, you can roll on the ground and be fine. If you don't jump, do you want to go downstairs? The hotel door has been locked at night since the last guest complained. It has been deformed by the fire and I'm afraid it can't be opened even if you hit it."
Hansen didn't listen to Philip's long and earnest words. He didn't dare to jump and just trembled like a sieve.
Chu Chengan thought, was his friend scared out of his wits? Was his brain on strike? It was no wonder, after all, he encountered such a difficult level in the first level, which was an S-level copy.
Chu Cheng'an didn't wait for his teammates to stand there stupidly. He opened a window of the warehouse as wide as possible, then dragged Wang Anyuan over.
Although Hansen is big, he is just fat. If he really competes in strength with Prince Philip, who has been practicing martial arts for many years, he may not win.
He was soon pushed to the edge of the window, with most of his body about to burst out of the window.
Hansen looked at the raging fire below, waving and struggling, shouting at him not to go down!
Philip kicked him in the buttocks again from behind, sending the other half of his body flying out as well.
Hansen fell to the ground with a wail.
Philip was afraid that Hansen would not be able to think quickly enough to put out the fire in himself after he went down, so he followed closely and jumped down with the other half of the sheet wrapped around him.
Sure enough, his guess was correct. Hansen fell to the ground and turned into a box. After falling down, he looked like a big suckling pig being roasted over a sizzling fire.
At this moment, he was lying motionless, completely treating himself as a dish of food.
Philip quickly rolled the roast suckling pig to the side. Fortunately, Hansen had a lot of flesh on his body, so he didn't break any bones when he fell.
In a short while, they had put out all the fire on their bodies in a place where there was no fire.
There are only a few burn marks on the body, but it's not a big problem.
They had lived here for three or four days and knew there was a small pond a kilometer ahead. Philip quickly dragged Hansen in to swim a few laps to relieve the burning sensation on his body.
At this time, more than an hour had passed since the fire started. Residents in the distance had already noticed something was wrong and were shouting for people to come over.
I rushed to the fire site, was shocked by the size of the fire, and paced back and forth with my head in my hands. Then I followed the old man in the town to get some water from a pond a kilometer away.
This took another half an hour...
When they arrived at the pond, they saw Prince Philip and Hanssen, who had finally escaped with their faces covered in burnt scald. The young people sighed again, and their curiosity grew. They asked all kinds of questions, until Hanssen wanted to cry and said he didn't want to recall it anymore...
Then another ten minutes passed...
Later, we learned from some residents who had returned to fetch water that the hotel that was burned down by the fire that night was not only theirs, but also two other huge hotels that were as big as apartment buildings. They were also burned down.
These three hotels have one thing in common, that is, the vast majority of young people who come to compete for the title of Prince Consort stay in these hotels.
Is it hard to guess who the arsonist is? He must have set fire to kill other competitors because of a conflict of interest.
He must be one of the candidates, or a member of his family must have done it. The probability is higher that the murderer is among the survivors who are still alive in this hotel.
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The next morning, at 8 o'clock as usual, the number of young boys arriving at the player's booth had obviously decreased by half.
Philip was not surprised to see his brother Joseph who had disappeared last night. He was unharmed and it seemed that he escaped at the first possible moment...
Unlike them, they have more or less burns on their bodies, which are either painful or itchy, and they are almost tortured to death.
Hansen is not in the player's box. After being eliminated yesterday and suffering from the ordeal of the fire last night, he can only receive treatment in the medical tent and wait for the results of Philip and the others' game.
But Hansen was very relaxed at this moment. There was no one in charge in this big tent, and the doctors all looked very busy. It seemed that he could, maybe, come and go as he pleased?
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Players stand in the seats.
The duff on Chu Chengan gradually disappeared after he rescued his friend late last night.
If he were to go up today, he would definitely have to "take drugs". The biggest benefit of going to the previous level of the world is the 18 bowls of wine. If it is not there, the difficulty will increase by at least two-thirds.
Of course, the chief referee, who still had some conscience, did not immediately announce the start of the competition. He solemnly took out a manuscript that looked like it had just been written this morning.
"I'm sure you've all heard that three hotels in the town caught fire last night, causing countless casualties. The injured were all young people like us who came here thousands of miles away with dreams in our hearts to participate in the election. Because of this death and injury accident, many families will be forever in pain that they can't let go of..."
His voice was choked with sobs, which moved some of the survivors in the audience, and they also started crying.
Philip thought, Fire-Setter, are you pretending again?
The referee then raised a series of issues concerning death compensation plans, compensation for medical treatment of casualties, etc.
Philip did not listen carefully; he was not in any danger, and his friends were all alive and well, and each one was richer than the other; they would not cheat again for a few minor wounds.
Overall, it seems that the death toll from yesterday is still unknown, but based on the 4,000 people who showed up today...
This... Yesterday, 4,000 people were unable to attend the event due to injuries or death caused by the fire, which accounts for half of all the players...
Oh my God, this one fire eliminated nearly half of the opponents. This arsonist is so despicable. He must be someone who has no real skills in martial arts. He can only rely on such a sinister trick as arson to ensure that he can be successfully selected for the next round.
The chief referee said: "In order to prevent further man-made accidents, we in the Fanfan Kingdom have decided to end all martial arts competitions today."
"Ah?" Philip was stunned. There were still 4,000 people? How could they be defeated in one day? Could it be that all the remaining people who were not eliminated could advance to the next level? Then everyone just had to delay for a while.
All I heard from the referee was that the remaining 4,000 people would go to the forest behind the town for a big fight. When only 2,000 players were left, the competition would end and these 2,000 people would all automatically advance to the next level.
Forest? Did they encounter the forest that Lu Zhenqiu encountered? The roads in that forest were complicated and there were wild animals such as brown bears.
However, Chu Chengan is more familiar with the roads inside than any other player here, and he has been there two more times than them.
If there was going to be a big fight inside, he would have to prepare the things he brought with him...his precious sword, and it would be best if he could make a bow and arrow before starting...
Then the referee's next words once again shattered Philip's fantasy.
"For the safety of the contestants, no weapons can be brought into the test area or into the forest. You can go in with your bare hands. If you really need weapons, you can pick up vines, tree branches, and the like to strengthen yourself."
How is this different from carrying a weapon? Does the judge think that being whipped by wild vines is more damaging than not carrying a knife or gun?
If you encounter someone with strong arms, you can beat him to death.
Everyone looked warily at Philip, who had been in the spotlight yesterday.