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After the system's voice prompt, Feng Bujue went to check the game menu again and found that the taskbar had finally been unlocked, and this was the first time he had officially received the main quest. The previous training mode and single-player survival mode were basically completed in a closed building, and the layout of the script was very small, and there was not much choice in terms of plot direction, so the system did not need to generate missions in one fell swoop. However, the current team survival mode has a large map with a high degree of freedom, and the system must give a main line to guide the final direction of the game, otherwise the player may not understand what to do in the general direction.

After expanding the taskbar, Feng unconsciously saw a new window overlaid at the front of the menu, showing the task content in the box. The text description of this main quest is simple: [Search the city and find the Demon Gate. 】

"What a magical setting." Feng Bujue glanced at the quest and closed the game menu.

"This city is so big, isn't it looking for a needle in a haystack to find a door?" The King's Sigh.

"The quest is used to tell us that the key word is not 'door', but 'demon'." Feng Bujue said, he had walked to a ticket vending machine next to him, looked at the schematic diagram of the subway lines printed on the machine, and said, "There are a total of twelve subway lines in this city, although they are represented by different colors, but ......" His fingers moved along the intertwined lines on the map, and finally stopped in one place, "Among the dozen or so staggered lines, there is such an area......" He spread his hands and pressed them on the map, covering the route map around that area, revealing only the middle one:" Five intersecting straight lines, forming a very standard geometric figure, a pentagram. ”

"Big brother, this is too far-fetched." The lonely little brother said: "If you look carefully, you may be able to find a lot of other geometric shapes in that messy line." ”

"The second my finger stops, it means I've finished looking for it." Feng Bujue replied, he turned around and explained: "Before we went up to this floor, whether it was inside the subway or on the platform, we could only see the station name and schematic map of this line. A complete map of the city's subway like this, not on the floor below.

Before the system prompt sounded, we didn't encounter any monsters, we didn't delay much, and we barely did any substantive action. But there must be a reason why the task is triggered, if the task does not have any trigger conditions, we should receive it while sitting in the subway, why should the system wait for us to come up to the first floor and give a prompt.

Therefore...... The possibility I can think of is that there is something in this level that is not available in the lower level, and that it provides information that could lead us to the demonic door that the mission is talking about. ”

At this point, he turned to the side and patted the subway map printed on the ticket vending machine with the palm of his left hand: "There are only twelve subway lines, and there are thousands of roads on the ground, if this subway map is meaningless, then the city map is even more meaningless, unless we can find a tourist map marked with landmarks like 'Devil's Gate'." ”

He took a deep breath: "All in all, if no one comes up with a constructive opinion that contradicts this inference, or if the opinion itself is not supported by a tenable basis...... If I'm wrong, let's reorganize our thinking and discuss it again, if I'm right, I'll take the skill value, everyone clears the task, and everyone is happy. ”

After Feng Bujue finished speaking in one breath, everyone was stunned, Wang Xizhi seemed quite calm at this time, because since he was a child, he had seen a lot of scenes like this.

Feng Buju's reasoning ability is a derivative of the mastery of reading. He was a very intelligent man, and at the age of sixteen, he scored 138 on the Bi test in school, and his left and right hemispheres of the brain each scored 69 points for balanced thinking. Compared with the "supernormal" genius above 140, he is still classified in a normal group, but his ability to observe, remember, understand, and reason can be described as well-trained, and it is by no means comparable to others.

As Mr. Conan Doyle said in the words of Sherlock Holmes, in addition to profound knowledge and experience, what is more important for a good detective is correct reasoning skills. Sherlock Holmes in the text always spares no effort to promote his own "deduction method", and Feng Bujue is obviously a loyal fan.

His reading habit stems from Sherlock's theory of treating knowledge as a reserve, managing the brain as a library, sweeping out and forgetting the unimportant, putting the minor in the attic, and leaving what is needed at the fingertips.

This seems to be an idealized memory habit and thinking mode, but in fact, it can indeed be done with a certain amount of training, and Feng Bujue is a typical example of self-taught.

There are many things in this world that are easier said than done, such as doing dozens of push-ups at home every day to unconsciously become a muscular man, memorizing a few words a day can easily pass the fourth or sixth level, writing a few thousand words a day to save a manuscript can become a god, and so on...... If there is a ranking of human self-deception, these sentences will definitely be in the top few.

In the face of this kind of self-discipline training, the probability of giving up halfway is extremely high, but as the so-called eccentric coffee and many geniuses, Feng Bujue is one of the few people who persist, and finally turns reading and reasoning into habits and hobbies......

"Uh...... What the madman said is that it is better to look for it according to this line of thought than to go around the city after we go out. The second half of Long Aomin's words were said to the lonely little brother.

"Ah...... Yes? Oh good...... All right. The lonely little brother just came back to his senses, in fact, he didn't completely keep up with Feng Bujue's language and train of thought, but he had a feeling of "although I don't understand it, this guy seems to be very powerful".

The five of them set off immediately, and Long Aomin walked in the front, Feng Bujue followed closely behind to tell him which exit he should take to return to the ground, and was responsible for pointing out the general direction after going up.

When passing through a spacious safe passage, Feng unconsciously found a setting that looked like an easter egg, and in the billboards one after another on the wall of the passage, there was a game advertisement for a thriller park.

After walking the passage and turning right, everyone saw the exit diagonally above, this section of the slope has an escalator up the rail, but it has stopped, and there are two rows of ordinary escalators on both sides that can be walked.

They climbed the stairs and came to the ground of the city. The moonlight was hazy, the lights in the city were sparse, there were many cars parked on the streets, but all of them were turned off, the billboards on the roadside buildings, the lights in the business premises and houses were all dimmed, and only the street lights on the street were still working.

Although there are no moving vehicles, the air in my mouth and nose still feels very cloudy, and there seems to be a layer of fog in front of my eyes, making it difficult to see the scenery in the distance.

When I was in the subway station, there was a roof on my head, a wall around me, and it was an underground environment, so everyone didn't feel anything. But when I came to the open ground, there was an indescribable strange atmosphere all around...... The unusual silence is almost suffocating.

Four of the five had their shock ratings, ranging from 5% to 15%, and the signs of fear were already showing on them.

"Follow this road, turn left after four streets, and keep going straight ahead." Feng Bujue's tone sounded very ordinary, and he didn't look affected at all, and quickly recognized several landmarks on the road and thought of the route.

Long Aomin took his shield, nodded, and continued to lead the way, while the other four walked behind. The crowd did not speak, but stood guard, listened, and walked as far as possible on the sidewalk close to the street lamp.

From time to time in the darkness could be heard the breathing of a beast, the whispers of a stumbling beast, and the sound of laughter. Anyway, either way, people can hear it, but they can't hear it clearly.

Long Aomin would look back every few tens of meters, and the more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong, "I said crazy brother...... You're supposed to be a high-risk profession in reality, right? Long Aomin asked. He practiced all the way to level ten, and he really hadn't seen a player like Feng Bujue. It's hard to hide the fear of this kind of thing, but Feng Bujue didn't even show the slightest fear in his eyes, which showed that he was not pretending to be bold, but really not afraid...... Combined with the sharp reasoning just now, Long Aomin even suspected that Feng Bujue was a professional special police officer or something like that in reality.

"Artist." Feng Bujue replied tepidly, as if he was telling the truth.

Wang Sizhi didn't bother to interject, as far as he knew, there were generally two kinds of professions that Feng Bujue announced to the outside world: artists and great writers. Whichever way one looks at his actions, both of these answers are poorly answered......

Long Aomin didn't expect to hear this kind of answer at all, and he didn't know how to pick up the stubble for a while, and the lonely little brother spoke again in the back: "Where would anyone 'claim' to be an artist?" ”

"Then I can put it another way." Feng Bujue continued: "I am an artist with high aesthetic ability and skillful creative skills, and engaged in artistic creation and labor with certain achievements. ”

"Isn't that just an explanation of these three words!"

"It's a little more modest than just saying those three words, isn't it?"

"It's obviously more arrogant, okay!"

Lonely laughed on the side, pouted alone, and said to her: "Can I complain if he doesn't pretend to be stupid?" ”

At this time, Feng Bujue suddenly stopped, and quickly took out the [Mario's Pipe Pliers] from his bag, "Hmm...... Just to ease the oppressive atmosphere, something troublesome came. ”

Long Aomin saw two shadows flash in the darkness almost at the same time as Feng Bujui, but he only saw a general outline, and he didn't know what those things were, anyway, they were some kind of monsters.

"Look like a deformed baby, the front of both arms is a small sickle, quite fast, in terms of number ...... There should be more than one. Feng Bujue calmly narrated, and approached the darkness with a pipe wrench in his hand. He didn't know at the moment that after saying these few words, his reconnaissance specialization was activated.

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