Chapter 202: Underground Secret Room (1)
"These days are busy times, and you are short of credible manpower, so I won't rest. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info," said Juyi solemnly.
"Absolutely, the two days of the tournament are already on track, besides, I'll look for you if there's anything. There's still a tough battle to come, and I don't want to see you fall. So you need to take a good rest, and don't blame me for giving you a day off! Go ahead! Meng Zitong also said very seriously.
You must know that the friendship of helping herself is a blessing that she doesn't know when. If this blessing is not well protected, then it is a real fool!
However, the back and forth is indeed a little exhausting. I was finally able to sleep peacefully last night, but I was disturbed. Until now, my head is still heavy, so I have to be respectful rather than obey. "Okay, I'm not going anywhere, remember to call me if you have something."
Yue Zichen sent Jueyi away, and then slowly sat down beside Meng Zitong. In a soft tone, he asked, "How do you feel?" β
"It's okay, I took a break last night and felt full of strength. We'll have dinner in a moment, and I'll take you somewhere. Meng Zitong's little face was attached to Yue Zichen's shoulder, staring ahead, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his head.
The two of them quietly ate breakfast and quietly walked into the spherical arena.
Yue Zichen knew that Meng Zitong might take herself to the underground secret room she just said, but how could she get here. looked at Meng Zitong with puzzled eyes, and asked softly, "The arena here is so big, can you remember it?" β
No matter how big it is, it's from my own hands! Meng Zitong raised his eyebrows proudly and said proudly: "You forgot, I designed this place." β
Yue Zichen grinned, it was really a pot that could not be opened. I wanted to help her with this! It's all to blame on that Lan Menglin.
"What do you think? Why are you still angry? When Meng Zitong turned his head, he saw his resentful eyes.
"Nothing, let's go!" Yue Zichen immediately put away his strange look and walked forward in a panic, afraid that Tong would see his inner thoughts.
"Hey! Here's how! Meng Zitong shouted helplessly, this guy knew at a glance that he didn't think of anything good, otherwise how could he be so anxious to avoid his sight.
"Oh!" Yue Zichen walked back in embarrassment.
Passing through a long corridor, I came to Meng Zitong's private studio. It was here that the design of this spherical arena was born. This room is relatively secluded, so that there can be a quiet environment to work.
The door was not locked, Meng Zitong pushed open the door, took Yue Zichen's hand and walked in.
The dΓ©cor of this studio is relatively simple and self-recognizable. A large workbench, a computer desk, and only one computer on the table. There are also pens, paper and rulers for drawing.
"This is my studio, take a look inside." Meng Zitong never let go of Yue Zichen's hand, as if he was afraid that he would get lost.
Yue Zichen looked at the whole room suspiciously, go inside? But there's only one entrance door to this room? "Where are you going? Not even a door. β
The corners of Meng Zitong's mouth rose slightly, and his other hand gently pushed the computer monitor. I saw that the monitor actually moved on its own, moving away little by little. Slowly revealing a switch, I pressed the switch. The huge workbench was separated from the middle, and a secret passage appeared in front of the two of them.
"Here, from here." Meng Zitong pulled Yue Zichen down the stairs cautiously.
There are about 30 steps up this staircase, and although it is a dark room, it is still brightly lit. At a glance, you can see the entire dark room in real view.
By the time they descended the last flight of steps, the entrance above them began to slowly close. Yue Zichen looked at the furnishings here curiously, and said suspiciously: "Isn't it too accustomed to him to keep the cold wind in such a luxurious place?" β
"He's not on this floor, do you see these doors? They can go all over the place, but it's hard to find which door is the right one to close the cold air. Meng Zitong let go of Yue Zichen's hand and pointed to the doors on both sides and said.
"This is the secret room that Leng Feng doesn't know!" Yue Zichen asked suspiciously.
Meng Zitong nodded slightly and continued to walk forward.
Looking carefully at the pictures and texts on the door, Yue Zichen stopped moving forward, and asked thoughtfully: "Why are the patterns on this door different?" β
"Hmmm! The patterns all represent the direction in which the door is going. Look at what the pattern on this door looks like? Meng Zitong touched the patterns with his hand and asked softly.
"Ugh! It looks like the sea is up there. So this door leads to the sea? Yue Zichen said excitedly.
"Yes, open this door, and there's actually an elevator inside, and it's going to take you to the third basement floor. There are motorboats, and along the waterway, you can leave the spherical field and go straight to the sea. Meng Zitong patiently explained, and Yue Zichen's figure was reflected in his eyes. He had to know everything here, because she felt that danger was approaching little by little.
Yue Zichen excitedly wanted to pick up Meng Zitong, and a small hand immediately stopped his irrationality. "You can't crack your hand again, otherwise it's really hard to do. Let's go! Let's take care of the cold wind first! β
There are so many doors, every time he passes through a door, Yue Zichen looks at the pattern on it, and secretly wonders what it means in his heart. It wasn't until Meng Zitong's footsteps stopped that he saw the pattern on the door in front of him that they were some ducklings. "Is this it?"
"Hmm!"
What does this duck mean, how can the place where the cold wind is locked up be involved with the duck.
"The duck is a little similar to the holding! That's how it came about. Don't you mistake that duck? Meng Zitong explained with a grin.
"What kind of duck?" Yue Zichen asked inexplicably.
"It's that kind of duck!" Meng Zitong said as a matter of course.
"What kind of one is that?" Yue Zichen asked again.
"You don't even know this, it's the kind of duck who makes women's money!" As soon as Meng Zitong said this, he saw that he seemed to be secretly smiling, and immediately reacted, this guy is deliberately going around himself! "What a badass!"
"Hee-hee, it seems that when you designed it, that's what you thought!" Yue Zichen squeezed his eyebrows and approached Meng Zitong, and his delicate and handsome face suddenly stuck to her delicate little face. "Let's chirp" was imprinted on her soft, sweet lips. Then he left there satisfied, because he was afraid that he would be reluctant to leave the soft lips, and he could not help but want more. "I'm your own duck!"
"I don't have any money for you." Meng Zitong's white and delicate little face was dyed with a layer of blush at some point. The shy appearance adds another charming color. Meng Zitong fumbled on the door, and a hidden combination lock appeared in front of him.
When the combination lock was opened, there was another long road, which was a little narrow and dimly lit. After walking for about five minutes, my vision gradually brightened.