But what is the opinion of such a restriction, the strong person should be able to force the breakthrough.

Kemon doesn't have code words, not that he doesn't know how to code words.

As a video UP master, he often writes video copywriting, and naturally he will also code articles.

Ten thousand words would not stump him, but Kemeng didn't want to obey ten thousand words, because this little dark room was full of depression, which made him vaguely uncomfortable.

Kemon got up and looked around.

This is a very stylish bedroom, with six layers of large bookshelves on the wall, and the bookshelves are filled with all kinds of well-known books from various countries, as well as some books on the humanities and history of various places.

Looking at the desk again, there is a large number of discarded manuscripts next to it, with a lot of discarded beginnings, and some draft outlines.

There is a bed in the back, and the quilt is folded squarely, and at first glance it is a person who has requirements for his own neatness.

Kermon walked around the house and found the water dispenser, the bucket of which was full.

Kemon wanted to find a water cup, but when he turned his head, he saw that there was an extra water cup on the desk.

When a normal person sees it, he will definitely be startled and think it is haunted.

But Kemeng is very calm, his calmness comes from his own resistance points of breaking a thousand, his resistance points are close to two thousand, which is very powerful, and ordinary mental interference cannot interfere with Kemeng's mental state.

I picked up the water cup and filled it with a glass of water, and the transparent blue water column was poured into the water cup, making a gurgling sound like a wind chime.

After filling a glass of water, the water in the bucket is still full, like a supernatural event.

Kemon also wanted to find food, if this was really a coder's little black house, there might still be food, otherwise it would starve people to death.

Squatted down and opened the side cabinet of the desk, and sure enough, I saw all kinds of small snacks.

The second cabinet has a boxed lunch box, like a heated bento box from a convenience store, with a layer of plastic wrap on the surface.

Kemon looked around, and sure enough, he saw a microwave oven by the wall.

Was it there in the first place? Kemon wondered in his heart, because he had just looked around and didn't see this thing appear.

Then open the third cabinet, and there are all kinds of fruits in it.

"Little black house...... Ke Meng thought for a moment, recalling the information of the owner of the property.

This house is private property, the first floor is rented to a merchant, the second floor is rented by a young man, the third floor is occupied by a merchant on the first floor, and the fourth floor is not rented for the time being.

According to the information investigation of the Internet Divine Beast, the young man on the second floor is a writer, so the answer is already coming out.

This wave is the code word software into a fine!

The software of the working document class does not have the lock word function, but the code word software has the lock word function, Ke Meng sat down and looked at the settings of the code word software, the software has begun to lock the word, and cannot control things other than the code word software.

Search can be searched.,This is a built-in function.,Otherwise, the author wants to take the material but is trapped in a small dark room, then he will be blinded.。

But that's not a reason to trap Kemon.

Kemon didn't take off his gauntlet, so he thought "I'm resistant, why should I listen to you" with a face full of thoughts, and smashed his fist into the computer in an attempt to break the game.

Smack!

The laptop's screen is shattered!

Kemeng opened his palm and slapped it from top to bottom, like a five-fingered mountain falling to the ground, turning the computer into a big pie.

This palm went down, and even the desktop couldn't bear it, and it cracked directly, adding a big handprint pit out of thin air, and the computer also became the main part of the pit form.

After smashing the computer, Kemeng opened the curtains, and it was pitch black outside the window, not even moonlight, and the feeling of depression came again, and the darkness was bottomless.

Kemon opened the window, stepped on the stool on the table, walked to the window, and looked out the window.

I wanted to see what was outside the window, but when I looked at it, Kemon was stunned for a moment.

A table, a cabinet, a bed, a computer, a microwave oven.

The computer and desk are in perfect condition, like brand new from the factory, without any signs of damage.

Kemon froze in place, and after two seconds, he turned his head to look behind him, and there was the bed behind him.

"Trapped in a dark room?" Kemon muttered.

Kemeng doesn't believe in evil, this time he won't take the window jumping route, he plans to break down the door.

He didn't believe it, and the little black house could still trap him.

When he walked to the door, he violently slapped the door, and the door was violently opened again.

The door was pitch black, like a bottomless abyss, which made people panic.

But Kemon remained calm, as if the darkness in front of him was not black, but some invisible path.

This time, Kemeng didn't take the risk, patted the scarf, and summoned the rice balls with his mind.

The glutinous rice balls fell to the ground, screaming, very jumpy, it seems that it has been stuffy during this time, and it is very necessary to sneak outside a few laps to breathe fresh air.

Then, Kemeng asked Tang Yuan to go around the house a few times, and Tang Yuan said that there was no problem, and everything was normal in the house, except that the environment was very depressing.

At this time, Kemeng moved out Shirley, White Sugar, and Big-faced Cat.

Kemon looked into the eyes of the big-faced cat while holding it.

Fifteen seconds have passed.

Here comes the information.

"Little Black House"

"Sealed type items, which can be unsealed after completing the corresponding number of words, and you can't go out or sleep during the period."

"With 100 layers of folding space, it can trap up to 100 people at the same time."

"Every time an old customer enters the small black house, the number of words will be doubled, and the newcomer will start with 10,000 words."

"Recognize the master's condition, those who have completed a hundred reincarnations in the small black house can bind the right to use the small black house forever, and after binding, they can hide in the consciousness of the intelligent body."

"When the little black house recognizes its owner, it will not recognize the next owner until the original owner dies."

After Kemeng read the information of the little black house, he was particularly stunned for the first time.

It is a seal, which can seal hundreds of people into the space, which is not the most shocking point for Kemeng.

The most shocking point is the conditions for the recognition of the owner of the small black house.

A hundred reincarnations!

With each reincarnation, the number of locked words in the little black room doubles!

A novice can get out of the level at the beginning, but what about after the 10,000 words?

Is it doubled, or is it doubled, tripled, quadrupled, or tenfold?

None of this is clear to Kemon.

"Isn't there a way to break through the barrier by violence?" Kemon looked out the door into the darkness.

"Tangyuan, you go out...... Wait, you don't have to go out. Kemeng thought about it, the dog doesn't know how to write, and it's dangerous to let it out, and it would be miserable if the rice balls were also trapped in the small black house.

After thinking about it, Kemeng put the two pets of rice balls and white sugar into the scarf.

"Shirley, you'll learn the rules later, just start at supersonic speed and run out of the door to see if you can get out?" Kemon commanded.

Shirley was a bodyguard before, and it was not difficult for her to write 10,000 words, either typing indiscriminately or writing a 10,000-word essay on the running account, all of which were okay, and the little black house couldn't trap her.

"Yes, master!" Shirley looked as usual after understanding the role of the little black room from the eyes of the big-faced cat.

Kemon immediately retracted the big-faced cat into his scarf, and then gestured that it was ready to charge.

Shirley squatted slightly and started, the soles of her feet slammed into force, and with a bang, there was a loud bang.

The crystal bodyguard disappeared in his entirety, and rushed through the door without a sound.