Leon did not explain the principle of this to his companions, and he let go of the mule to look at the pen that floated above the paper.

When he "gave birth to a helping hand" for the mule just now, he deliberately made the palm of the hand firmly stick to the surface of the pen to prevent the pen from breaking free.

"Tons and tons and tons."

The mule standing next to him was silent, just gulped down the healing potion, and the small wounds on his body healed quickly.

This healing potion is produced by the Demon Scientist Alliance, and its effect is far less than that of the miniature life potion sold in the system mall, and it cannot immediately heal fatal wounds.

But the advantage is that the price is cheap (relatively speaking) and completely affordable for players of intermediate and high ranks.

"What now?"

The Black Saint asked hesitantly.

"You can see what's wrapped around it, right?"

Li Ang squinted his eyes and asked casually, "Is there a way to disarm it directly?" Or communicate with it? ”

"To see is to see,"

The Black Son replied honestly, "But in my spiritual sight, it's just a cloud of chaotic gas that constantly changes color.

It is not like a spirit that has a sound mind and memories of life, and is able to communicate rationally.

I don't think we can communicate through dialogue.

As for lifting or sealing... It's hard to estimate,

And isn't it calm down now? There's no more restless attacks, so it's okay to leave it alone, right? ”

Hearing this, Li Ang turned his head and glanced at the Black Saint Son.

In fact, since entering the script, he has always maintained the open state of the [Secret Digger] title skill,

Secretly collecting information from other players.

The secrets of the others were unobstructed, only the Black Saint Son, Bai Haozheng, and Ω were in a special situation—the secrets that appeared above their heads were just a few over and over again.

The only explanation for the skill of the [Secret Digger] title is that these three players expected someone to snoop on their minds, and took targeted precautions in advance.

Mundane means, such as in "Inception", the subconscious line of defense against thought thieves,

does not resist the special effects of [Secret Diggers],

Mystery will only succumb to the mystery of the higher ranks,

Black Saint, Bai Haozheng, and Ω must carry equipment and prop skills with a priority higher than or equal to [Secret Diggers], which can resist the mind-reading effect.

Therefore, Li Ang only suspected that the Black Saint Son had a spirit removal prop on his body at the moment, and did not immediately confirm it.

"There's got to be a preventative measure."

Li Ang pretended to spread his hands casually, and the corner of his eyes examined the face of the Black Saint, trying to analyze the other party's mental activity from the subtle tremors and vibrations of the other party's facial muscles.

However, the Black Saint Son hid his true emotions very well, and he couldn't find any clues at all.

"Close the door first."

Leon didn't dwell too much on this issue, he let out a [Scattering of Debris], closed the door of Room 0408 at a distance, and then turned around to pick up the paper on the table.

On the front of the paper is written the mule's experience tonight.

According to the experience of previous players, this kind of anomalous event that is not immediately fatal will not be a problem as long as it lasts until dawn and the curfew time ends.

After triggering the anomalous event, the mule was cautious and asked some questions that didn't hurt or itch.

For example, what color is the sofa in the room, the number of chairs, etc.

She deliberately slowed down the pace of her speech, and there was a long gap between the two questions, pretending to be thinking and delaying time for herself.

"This 'thing' can clearly tell the number and color of the sofa in the room,"

Li Ang groaned and said slowly: "There are several possibilities, one, it has eyes and can perceive the outside world.

Two, it was a guest of the hotel or was part of the hotel itself.

Three, it can read the mind.

Fourth, there is duplication of the above reasons.

Not... By the way, have you ever tried to leave it dry all the time without speaking? ”

"Huh?"

The mule was stunned when he heard this, "Hanging?" ”

"That's right."

Li Ang nodded and said, "Summoning a pen immortal doesn't necessarily have to be predicted.

You can summon it, and then watch the pen not speak, and stare at it with wide eyes, to see who can hold its breath better.

Anyway, the sticky notes just ask you to play supernatural games,

If you don't win the game, just drag it out until the end of the curfew time. ”

"This..."

The mule hesitated, "I've tried to deliberately slow down my speech.

However, if the time interval between the two questions is too long, the pen will tremble slightly, and I am afraid it will be restless. ”

"Oh."

Leon nodded, "Don't you let the delay take place..."

Suddenly, the pen that had fallen into calm trembled inexplicably,

The noodle arm that fell to the ground began to have a laceration wound again,

However, due to the fact that the ramen arms that fell to the ground in a circle were so long, the abnormal energy transmitted from the pen could not have a strong effect on the mule.

"Be careful,"

The Black Saint on the side reminded loudly: "The special energy on the surface of the pen has become active again,

This should be in... Urging you to hurry up and ask questions? ”

Questions? What to ask?

The mule opened its mouth, a little hesitant,

She just asked about the current time, and as a result, she was bleeding all over,

If the taboo question is asked now, who knows if the other party will become even more aggressive - the mule will not pin all his life on Leon's healing skills.

Just as the mule was hesitating, Leon on the side had a light in his eyes, took out his pen, and wrote on the reverse side of the paper that [players should not panic when encountering abnormal events],

Hold up the paper and show it to the mule.

【★馬ホ甬裏麵,惿桮囿屎~】

On the paper was a line of Martian writing in the style of killing Matt,

At the top of the Martian text, each word is also very intimately marked with pinyin.

Translated, it is whether there is in the toilet.

When Leon dealt with mules before, he knew that the latter could speak Chinese,

If you read it according to pinyin, it is not a problem.

？？

When the mule saw this line of writing, she was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted that it was Li Ang who asked her to ask the pen a question.

It can not only meet the requirements of asking questions every once in a while, but also detect the language used by the pen fairy and test whether the pen fairy understands the problem by reading the mind.

The mule nodded, endured the embarrassment, and finished reading the Martian line.

One second, two seconds,

The fountain pen held by Nora's arm, as if recovering from shock, moved its position very slowly and pointed to the "no" on the paper.

Martian can even be read?

The mule's eyes lit up, and Leon's guess was correct, and the other party was indeed connected through the body, directly reading the questions in the host's heart.

She was just about to ask what to do next, when she saw Li Ang pat his thigh and quickly rushed to the bathroom.

After a small commotion, Li Ang, whose hands were wet, walked out with his pants and said with a serious face: "Now, ask the question just now." ”

？？？

What did you do in the toilet?!

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