"Phew......"

"I'll ...... Brothers, this thing is still hard to eat. However, in the event of a food shortage, this is the only opportunity to replenish calories, so, no matter what, I eat more. ”

When the words fell, Lin Feng took several handfuls of eye vegetables, forcibly endured the unpleasant taste, and kept stuffing them into his mouth one after another.

Later, he threw a few more bread worms into it to be seasoned, which surprised the audience.

"Food Terminator, 23333!"

"Awesome!"

", incense, make, soap, spit bubbles after eating!"

"Cow-flavored cake ......"

"Kaede-style metaphor, thinking about that taste, it's really hard to swallow!"

Although the taste was very poor, after a full meal, Lin Feng's hunger was really relieved a lot, and at the same time, his spirit was also greatly boosted.

He then took a handful of water from the pond, patted it on his face, and then picked some eye vegetables for breakfast the next morning, and then returned to the camp the way he came.

When I arrived at the place, it was already eleven o'clock at night.

Lin Feng cleaned up a little, and then chatted with everyone for a while, and then went off the air.

After the broadcast, he clicked on the system, looked at the data of the live broadcast, and also received a lot of private messages from water friends in the background, most of which were about the underground madhouse.

"Master Feng, what the hell is that hospital for, reveal it!"

"Master Feng, let's go again tomorrow, I want to see what's down there!"

"Master Feng, I gave you all the fish balls, begging for a live broadcast of the madhouse!"

"Every time it comes to the most critical time, there is no follow-up, can it last!"

Looking at these private messages, Lin Feng selectively replied a few times, saying that it depended on the situation, as long as time permitted, he would definitely satisfy everyone.

After all, this matter is not so simple, once you mess up, your live broadcast career may be affected, so be cautious.

Nothing was said all night.

He slept comfortably all night, and the bonfire was not extinguished until dawn.

After getting up, Lin Feng first used the remaining firewood to revive the fire, took out the kettle to boil water, and then greeted the system and opened the live broadcast room.

In the next second, the moment the broadcast started, countless viewers waiting in front of the screen slipped in.

In a short time, the number of online people in the upper right corner of the room reached tens of thousands!

"Feng Ye is early!"

"Short Kaede, please broadcast the madhouse!"

"I've been waiting for a day, and it's finally on the air, hurry up!"

"The front row is a high-profile contractor Feng Ye!"

"It's finally on the air!"

"Congratulations, the missing person has returned!"

Seeing that the people were almost here, Lin Feng cleared his throat and explained:

"Morning, everyone. ”

"Today is my fifth day here, and the overall feeling is good, although there were accidents, but at least I wasn't hungry. ”

"Yesterday all day, after a long rafting and adventure, I finally broke into the Manchak Swamp and found here an underground madhouse built in the middle of the last century. ”

"This hospital is strange and suspicious, and from the clues we have so far, it is likely to be a strange institution that studies some kind of psychiatric treatment, its affiliation is unknown, and its full name may be 'Santilia' Hospital. ”

"Those of you who watched the live broadcast yesterday probably know that I spent almost half a night exploring the B1 floor of the madhouse, and only a section in the northeast has not yet been set foot in. ”

"During this time, I didn't get any valuable information, but I did find a lot of useful equipment. ”

"These things will be of great help to me in my next journey of survival...... But the focus of many viewers may not be on the equipment, but on the strange hospital. ”

"So, in order to satisfy everyone's curiosity, today, I plan to go down again, first go to the rest of the B1 floor, and then take a look at the next few floors, hoping to find some clues to solve everyone's confusion. ”

As he spoke, Lin Feng ate some bread worms and eye vegetables, and took out the guide map of the madhouse from his arms, nailed a dagger to a wax tree, and continued to the camera at the same time:

"From the map, there must be space underneath the madhouse, because there is a staircase sign. So, below the B1 layer, there may be B2, B3, or even B4. ”

Immediately afterwards, he pointed to a large area in the northeast on the guide map, and said:

"Right now, on the B1 floor, only here, we haven't been to it yet, look at the labels, it should be the power distribution room and the operating room. ”

"If it's a power distribution room, there will probably be a hand-cranked generator in it, and if we can, we might be able to operate it and relight the hospital, so the power distribution room is the first destination of our trip. ”

"Okay, that's the plan, let's go. ”

After the words fell, Lin Feng picked up the map, fastened his multi-functional belt, and prepared to travel lightly.

As for the backpack, I'll leave it at the camp for now.

Soon, after everything was ready, at 8 o'clock in the morning local time in the United States, Lin Feng came to the B1 floor of the madhouse again with a torch in hand!

Because he'd been here once before, he knew everything well.

After pushing open the fire door, Lin Feng strode through the corridor of the research room, came to the hall, bypassed the logistics room, and continued to walk northeast.

The style of the northeast side of the madhouse is completely different from before, and all the furnishings here seem to have traces of fire, and they are so tattered that they are not in shape.

In the hallway, the white tiled floor was covered with ashes.

However, if you look closely, you can still see a rough appearance of some buildings.

According to the instructions on the map, after some tossing and turning, Lin Feng finally found the power distribution room in a dilapidated corner.

It was a dilapidated house.

The whole wall near the door is smoky and burning.

The rough iron door, which has long been rusted, has an old white sign half-hung on it, and a line in English reads: High-Voltage Transformer Room.

Meaning, high-voltage distribution room.

Looking at the appearance, there was a small square window on the door, but the glass had long been broken.

Raising the torch, Lin Feng narrowed his eyes and looked inside.

Inside, it was pitch black.

I can't see my fingers.

The only thing you can feel is the icy air and the breeze inside.

After standing in place and watching for a while, Lin Feng took out one hand and tightened his grip on the doorknob.

Then, with just a slight force, the iron door moved, opening a small gap.

"Go in and have a look. ”

The entire power distribution room, which is laid out in the style of the last century, looks very backward.

There are several parts such as opening and closing station, power distribution room, incoming cabinet, metering cabinet and so on.

Lin Feng took a turn inside, and finally, he finally found an old-fashioned hand-cranked generator in the corner of the power distribution room.

"Friends, this is a hand-cranked generator transformed by the principle of electromagnetic induction, it should still work, we can try it and see if it can light up some of the emergency lights!"

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