(Foreword)

The road ahead was thorny and bumpy, but there was no turning back.

(Text)

June 2, 2022 at 12:30 p.m

At the moment when Zhao Miyu threw out the rope hard, I was so nervous that I didn't even dare to look at it, you must know that this is the best way we can think of now, and Zhao Miyu is the person with the best motor nerves among all of us, if even she can't succeed, then we can't even be successful.

The rope drew a beautiful arc in the air, and Zhao Yuyu threw the rope like a shrewd and sophisticated western cowboy. Seeing that the other end of the rope landed on the top of the automatic rifle impartially, Zhao Yuyu pulled it when he saw this, and the iron hook on the rope firmly hooked the bracket of the automatic rifle.

"Great, success! We did it! Cui Li shouted happily.

"Zhao Haoyu, be careful, don't break the rope." I said.

Now the rope thrown by Zhao Yuyu is not a simple rope, but our hope to get out of here, once the rope breaks, it is equivalent to us falling that life-saving straw into the turbulent river.

"Cheng Yin, you are too worried, don't worry, this rope is not an ordinary rope, but our family's special mountaineering rope, even if it is a few hundred meters of cliffs, it can come and go freely, and it will never be easily broken." Cui Li said proudly.

Thinking about it this way, Cui Li is right, the material of that rope is very strong, and if it is only used to pull an automatic rifle, there should be no big problem.

At this moment, Cui Li suddenly ran to Zhao Yuyu's side, took the rope in her hand, and pretended to be polite: "Classmate Zhao, you have worked hard, just leave the rest to me." ”

"Okay, you Cui Li, you don't have the ability, but you came to rob me of the fruits of victory." Zhao Yuyu angrily shook off the rope in his hand.

Cui Li tightened the rope with force, as long as we pulled down the automatic rifle, we would not be far from victory, but no matter how hard Cui Li tried, the automatic rifle would not move at all, as if it had grown from the floor.

Cui Li gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength, but it was useless.

"Hey~Cui Zhuangshi~ Aren't you very capable just now? Why don't you even have the strength to pull an automatic rifle? Zhao Yuyu said pretentiously on the side.

"Damn...... I don't believe that the carriage of this automatic rifle is stronger than my rope! Cui Li said and wrapped the end of the rope around his waist, relying on his gravity to pull the rope again, but even this was still ineffective.

"That's not going to work, everybody come and help!" Xia Cheng walked over and grabbed the rope.

Zhao Yuyu and I also stepped forward and grabbed the mountaineering rope left and right, and only Lin Yun was still there flipping through the books in his hands, and Zhang Han looked at all this coldly with a look of indifference.

"I say one, two, three, and then everyone works together!" Xia Cheng shouted.

"One... Two... Three ...... "Under the command of Xia Cheng, we pulled the rope of the mountain together.

I've used all my strength, but the automatic rifle still doesn't move.

"What's going on? We had clearly put in so much effort, but it didn't work at all. Cui Li asked puzzled,

"Is it a problem with your rope?" Zhao Haoyu asked.

"This is our family's special mountaineering rope, if there is any problem, I think the problem must be on which automatic rifle." Cui Li retorted.

It is true that there is no problem with the rope brought by Cui Li, but there is only one reason why we can't pull the automatic rifle, that is, the person who designed this mechanism may have thought that someone would use these similar methods to destroy the automatic rifle, so they will carefully design it so that the automatic rifle will not be easily destroyed by external forces.

"It's useless, it's useless." Cui Li reluctantly let go of the rope that was climbing the mountain.

"I finally thought of a method, but it still doesn't work......" Zhao Yuyu said as he looked at the rope that Cui Li had withdrawn.

"Don't be discouraged, at least we know that the automatic rifle can't be destroyed by external force, and it can be regarded as some gain." Xia Cheng said.

"It seems that in order to unlock this mechanism, we still have to look through the contents of these chests for inspiration." I said, looking at the tempered shield.

"What do you think? Look, can this shield still work? As soon as we got out, we were going to be shot by that automatic rifle. Cui Li said desperately.

From before to now, Lin Yun has been looking at the book "Don Quixote", and he has not been distracted by our affairs.

"What to do? Look at that book is so thick, it will be dark when Lin Yun finishes it. Cui Li said.

"Cui Li, what you said is not wrong, but we have no other way now, except to wait for Lin Yun to finish reading." I looked at Cui Li, and I was at a loss at this time.

June 2, 2022 at 12:45 p.m

We became silent again, and we didn't know what to say. I'm afraid that my words will make my current situation worse.

Cui Li sat at the corner of the stairs fiddling with the rope he was carrying, which had given me a glimmer of hope, but it was quickly fleeting.

Zhao Yuyu leaned against the wall and looked at Lin Yun, and could see that she was also anxiously waiting for the final answer, while Xia Cheng was sorting out her backpack on the side.

Only Zhang Han was idle, listening to the music in the headphones, looking free.

There was not the slightest hint of anxiety, as if none of this had anything to do with him.

Now in addition to the sound of gunshots coming from the hall, it was the sound of Lin Yun flipping the paper, and the sound of music faintly coming from Zhang Han's headphones, but it was a little intermittent.

Time passed slowly, like flowing water. Lin Yun flipped the paper faster and faster, and all of us except Zhang Han were waiting anxiously. Lin Yun's talent is extensive, and she must be able to see what makes this book special.

Lin Yun's expression became more and more nervous, and suddenly she sped up the speed of turning the number of pages.

"Lin Yun, what's wrong? Did you find anything special? Lin Yun's expression was solemn, and he closed the book "Don Quixote" vigorously.

"Lin Yun, you are talking, is there a way to crack this mechanism in this book?" Cui Li asked anxiously.

Lin Yun raised his head and said slowly: "I've tried my best, but there really isn't anything special about this book, it's just a very ordinary one." ”

(End of chapter)