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Feng Bujue was not worried about being killed by one shot, in the case of having four Contra Medals, the first four deaths were just a kind of consumption. At present, apart from the reasons of disconnection or forced retreat, there are only two possibilities for failure in this nightmare difficulty single-player survival script: first, after using up all the medals, you will be killed for the fifth time; Second, as the boss said in the previous broadcast: "Once the poison is released, you will be directly judged to have failed to clear the level", that is, at the moment when the time runs out of ninety-two minutes, it will be declared a failure.

In short, no matter what is waiting in the first corridor ahead, the worst outcome is just one death. The factor that can directly lead to the failure of the level does not exist at all, of course, if there is, then the factor is a completely unknown failure flag. But this is very unlikely, and it is very unreasonable, like if you play Super Mario, the game description says that you will die if you fall into a pit or run out of time, and you just go out and put the first question mark on it, and that question mark actually explodes...... Obviously, this is a game of a different nature......

Feng Bujue raised his hands, took a steady but firm step forward, turned his body to the angle facing the corridor, and stood at the door of the first door, because after shouting, he still did not hear any response. He was mentally prepared for a bullet to come his way, but to his surprise, there was no one in the corridor in front of him.

There were no shooters, no murder weapons, and the hallways were empty.

Maybe the person who fired the shot was shooting from a very far distance out of sight? And the sound of the gunshots went all the way down the Guò corridor to this side? Feng Bujue thought so.

If this is the case, the opponent is definitely not using a one-hit killing pistol. This is because the gun cannot be used against targets beyond the user's line of sight, otherwise the wielder will take the device and fire at random in the sky or in an open hallway. I don't know how many people who are far away from the sky will be shot while lying down.

As for what exactly weapon the shooter used...... In terms of distance, the sniper rifle is very suspicious, but if a person's neck is really hit by a sniper bullet with a caliber of more than 12 millimeters, it will definitely not be the effect of penetrating and bursting with blood just now, and the whole head should fall off.

But how can an ordinary gun achieve this kind of range and accuracy? Could it be that the opponent hit the long-range scope with a one-hit killer pistol? Or does the shooter have an ultra-long-range observation skill similar to Hawkeye?

Another question is that if the other party was really shooting at a super long distance, he must not have heard the shouting just now. So...... What is he doing at the moment? Did he still stay where he was, and saw the seal that came to the door? Or did he put down his gun and start moving after he had finished killing? If so, is he coming here now, or is he leaving the other side of the hallway?

"If the other party can see me, and he is me, then he should be able to notice that I and the one just now, not the same as the one just now. And if the other party can't tell. It is possible to mistake the first shot for not working, and the second shot should have been fired, but he did not...... Could it be that his skills or weapons are cooling? Feng Buju thought, "No...... Not so. ”

He lowered his hand and walked through the first door unhurriedly, moving forward. While carefully observing the floor, walls, and ceiling of the hallway in front of him, he tried to find some clues.

Feng unconsciously overturned the assumption of long-range shooting, although that assumption could explain why he only heard the footsteps of a person fleeing just now, and why there was no sound in the corridor after the gunshot, but...... This corridor is empty. Obviously there is another explanation, one that is simpler. It is also a more reasonable explanation at this stage.

"Is it all just an illusion...... Feng Bu said: "The 'me' just now, and the gunshot, are just the information I got visually and audibly, now there are no corpses, no bullet casings, and even the blood stains on the ground have turned into white light and disappeared......" He turned his head and looked at the fan-shaped space again: "The sentences 'all wrong' and 'you don't ...... again' are implying to me that it is wrong to take this path, don't move forward?" He touched his chin and said, "If you think about it the other way around, should I ignore this influence and go down this path?" ”

He couldn't make out the abnormalities around him, the hallway was the same as the one he had walked before, it was unremarkable, every section was the same, and there were no footprints on the floor. He walked briskly back into the fan-shaped area and stayed for more than a dozen seconds, showing no sign of the flag being triggered.

Looking at the four doors and four roads in front of him, Feng Bujue muttered: "The usual thinking is that each of the four roads leads to the location of a bottle of potion, but what if it is a different situation...... What if only one path was right and could lead to the location of the four flasks and the other three were dead ends......"

He scratched his head, "Or...... There are two paths to the potion? The other two are dead ends; Or there are three paths that are all right and only one is a dead end. He moved his gaze to the first door again: "What was just now, is it a reminder or a distraction, is it because I think too much about the phrase overlapping time and space, or is it ......?"

"Heh......" Feng unconsciously looked up at the ceiling, "In a script with such a monotonous set and so few hints, what do you want me to do......"

Although since the beginning of this chapter, Brother Jue's thinking process and behavior have been more than a thousand words, but in fact, it only took him more than two minutes, which is simplified into one sentence: dodge to the door, make up for the brain, take a few steps forward, make up for the brain, return to the fan-shaped space, and then make up for the brain.

Seventeen minutes have passed since the synopsis was completed and Feng Bujue gained mobility, and sixteen minutes had passed since he heard the key word "ninety-two minutes" on the radio. The difference between the two is not big, no matter which standard is used, this minute of time is basically negligible.

At the moment, if we can divide the time required to find four bottles of potion equally, then ninety-two minutes can be divided into four periods of twenty-three minutes, that is, on average, every twenty-three minutes, Feng Buyi has to find a bottle of medicine, so as to ensure that the antidote can be synthesized before the poison attacks.

He hadn't even seen the shadow of the first bottle of potion now, and it was not a solution to delay here, so he turned his head...... Walked into the third hallway. (To be continued)