The Daredevil of the original medieval dungeon is a very special character background.

The entire medieval dungeon's plan and dungeon plot promotion were all caused by the night demon, which was almost in the center of the storm, and its particularity goes without saying.

But now that he is just a hostage, how special can he be, and he doesn't even give [character background].

Enduring the injury, Fang Yi tried to open the handcuffs that held his hands.

With the shaking of the handcuffs, Fang Yi suddenly stopped moving.

Because through the action just now, he realized a problem.

That is, he may not be mute, but he can't hear at all!

That makes sense.

It's not that it's too quiet, it's that you can't hear it!

It's also very easy to verify this.

With his handcuffed hands, he slapped the toilet door hard—

Silence.

Obviously, he used all his strength, but no sound came out.

Very well, I can almost be sure that I am deaf.

As for whether it is mute or not, it is not clear.

In addition, it is unknown whether the inability to hear sound is a problem with your own body or a problem with this space.

After all, this is a modern supernatural copy, and anything can happen.

It seems that the first difficulty of this copy is how to escape from this toilet room.

Calming down, Fang Yi took a deep breath and carefully observed the wooden door of the toilet in front of him.

The yellowed, old wooden door was mixed with some disgusting dark red.

In the area to the right of the wooden door, there is a broken lock, that is, the door is blocked from the outside.

Since it's not a matter of locks......

Gathering all his strength, Fang Yi used his weak body to hit it hard.

It's a pity that the wooden door doesn't move.

This body, the strength is too weak.

Turning his gaze, Fang Yi looked at the partition planks on both sides.

The height is just over one meter, and if you step on the toilet lid, you should be able to turn over.

But until then......

Fang Yi endured his nausea, leaned down, and looked at the surrounding situation through the gap below.

As a result, nothing was found.

Well, there is no good brother living next door who borrows paper.

Handcuffed, Fang Yi struggled to climb onto the toilet's water tank.

Tapping his toes and measuring the distance, a hint of joy appeared on his face.

Feasible!

At this distance, you can jump on it, grab the partition board, and flip over!

With his legs bent, Fang Yi jumped hard.

In mid-air, with his hands raised, the top of the partition plank in front of him was already close at hand.

It's done!

Almost as soon as Fang Yi's thought first came to him, everything in his line of sight suddenly stretched out!

As if the space was being pulled by something, the partition planks were rapidly raised.

It was like looking at a concave mirror, and everything in front of me became very weird.

The distance, which had been close before, suddenly became unreachable.

At the same time, Fang Yi felt a strange sense of weightlessness, and his body kept falling, falling, until his hips suddenly ached, and then he suddenly came back to his senses.

Looking around, he realized that he had fallen to the ground.

And the world of concave and convex mirrors has disappeared.

Everything is back to normal, and everything is back to square one.

Just now...... What is that?

Hallucination? No......

Psychic powers.

It is worthy of a third-level strength supernatural copy, and it was put into this kind of place as soon as it came out.

Don't be in a hurry, you have to observe first, carefully observe everything around you.

Low-level supernatural copies are not unsolvable, but have rules to follow.

Getting up, Fang Yi used the light to carefully search the toilet room.

Inch by inch inspection, no detail is missed.

Finally, in the corner of the east wall, there was a discovery.

It was a line of dark red blood.

The font is small and really hard to spot without looking closely.

The blood has dried up, and I don't know when it was written.

"It's too high, the partition planks are too high, I can't jump that high, what should I do? How can I escape? ”

…… This is written by the characters themselves?

No matter how you look at it, it's like mumbling content.

I checked my body again, and there were indeed many small wounds, but they had long since healed.

Fang Yi's face was strange, how long has this body been imprisoned here?

To be able to write this kind of thing in blood is probably close to a mental breakdown.

Although new discoveries have been made, the current situation has no effect.

Calming down, Fang Yi continued to search, and soon found the second line of blood characters nearby.

"This door won't open. Obviously, the lock is broken, why can't it be opened? ”

It seems that the lock was broken by the character, and it is estimated that something is blocking it outside, so even if the lock is broken, you can't get out.

Go ahead and check and even use the toilet bowl lid to get those disgusting things off the bottom of the toilet bowl and look at the bottom.

He finally found the third line of blood.

"It's scary, it's scary...... I don't want to hear anything again. ”

Terror? What's scary?

And what does it mean not to want to hear again?

Could it be that the character wasn't deaf before?

And then for some reason, either self-harm, or being made deaf.

I touched my ears, and I did have serious scars from being violently treated.

Do you want to be so ruthless, Xiao Zhengtai is so cute, can you be a little human?

Hostages don't have a lot of face.

Depression is depressed, and it has become a fact that he can't hear the voice, and Fang Yi has no other way.

The search continued, but unfortunately, nothing was found.

After this circle, the only gain is to know some character information.

Case......

Black Iron Heavy Sword!

As soon as the heavy sword appeared, it immediately pressed down the handcuffed hands and fell to the ground.

It should have made a loud sound, but Fang Yi couldn't hear it.

Heavy, too heavy.

This body is inferior to ordinary children, and it is simply outrageously weak.

Depend on! I thought about smashing a hole in the door with a heavy sword, but now I can't even lift it.

Then ...... Elementary Yuan Gong!

The internal forces converged on his hands, and Fang Yi finally reluctantly lifted the heavy sword.

One was handcuffed, his legs trembling, and he grinned and held a heavy sword taller than himself.

This image is undoubtedly very bizarre.

But Fang Yi doesn't care about this, as long as he gets out of this toilet.

After all, you can't expect [Shivering], a skill that is currently very wasteful, to get out of trouble.

"Trembling: Shrinking the body into a ball and shaking to a certain extent. It can resist trivial injuries, assist the holder in weight loss and fitness, and can match expressions to attract sympathy. The degree of jitter and the jitter area depend on the skill level. ”

"Notes: Shake it and shake it out with a new bodybuilder."

Xiao Zhengtai, Meng is justice, fitness or something, it doesn't exist!

A silent roar.

Fang Yi raised his black iron heavy sword and stabbed hard at the door of the toilet!

The tip of the sword instantly smashed through the wooden door, blasting out a small hole.

Since I couldn't hear the sound, it felt a little weird, but fortunately, the feel was not abnormal.

Taking the heavy sword back, Fang Yi looked out with a happy face.

In the next moment, his whole body suddenly froze.

Because through the hole in the wooden door, he saw two men and two women walking out of the darkness in front of him, looking at Fang Yi in the toilet expressionlessly.