Chapter 252 Wailing Graffiti

With so much information, Charles calmed down a lot at this time, no matter how powerful the opponent was, he was a dead thing, and it seemed to have some kind of restriction.

As long as it replaces any door, a red light will appear above his head. As long as he pays attention to this point, the other party cannot easily induce himself to open it.

But then another question posed in front of Charles. How should he find door 7 when blocked by door 3.

Charles touched the door in front of him with his hand, and it turned out that this was door 15, and it was impossible to search for it according to the law of numbers. The doors here have no rules at all.

After Charles wandered back and forth in this dusty metal corridor for a while, he suddenly thought of something, and started pointing his dagger at door 15 continuously.

"Captain, this is gate 15, not gate 7." Feuerbach said beside him.

"Of course I know!"

Although the door was strong, it was quickly snapped open under Charles' sword and gun.

Charles walked in, and there was nothing real inside. On the wall reflecting the metallic luster, an abstract horror portrait was painted.

The man's limbs were twisted into a ball, and the organs except the mouth were sewn up with needles. His mouth opened loudly, looking very painful.

In a dark environment, seeing this painting suddenly made people feel uncomfortable, and Feuerbach quietly took half a step back.

After looking at the portrait and thinking for a moment, Charles said to it in the tone of talking to people: "Do you know Touba? The one who played Texas Hold'em with you."

Facing Charles' inquiry, the portrait did not climb out of the wall and did not make any sound, as if it was really just an ordinary portrait.

Charles sighed, his mind was really confused, how could that lunatic Tuba believe what he said.

Just when he turned around to think of other ways, something unexpectedly appeared on the wall of the corridor in front of him, which shocked him violently.

The portrait that was still in the room just now had teleported in front of him, staring at him with those sewn-up eyes.

The atmosphere in the dark corridor began to be a little dignified, and none of the things that could be contained by the Foundation were good.

"Touba is your friend? I heard him mention you, your name is 372?" Charles asked again.

The portrait didn't respond, and Charles slowly backed away from it towards the water.

But when the portrait just fell into darkness, another new painting appeared on the wall in front of Charles,

"This guy is following me??" Charles thought to himself.

"It didn't attack me, maybe I can keep trying to communicate."

Charles propped his hands on the wall, staring at the sewed eyes in front of him, and said word by word: "If you help me find out where door No. 7 is, I can ask Tuba to save you what you owe him." in arrears."

Faced with Charles' inquiry, the portrait did not move at all.

"Could it be that this painting can only move outside of human sight?" Charles thought of a guess.

Seeing his own captain inexplicably communicating with the paintings on the wall, Feuerbach seemed a little uneasy.

"I feel that this thing is a little dangerous, captain, and are you sure it understands what you say?"

"It doesn't matter, Gate 3 is already staring at us from the dark, so what if there is one more, let's go out of sight and see if it will take us to Gate 7."

After Charles finished speaking, he ignored the portraits on the wall and walked directly into the darkness.

Looking at the metal doors on the right, Charles felt that this place was a little different from the relics held in Laboratory No. 3. Most of the things in Laboratory No. 3 are controllable, and as long as you know the rules, you can use them in a way.

But the things here are quite different. Not only is there no explanation, the degree of protection is not at the same level.

Whether it's door No. 3 or the portrait, if it is really released, it will definitely cause big trouble.

The foundation put these things at the bottom, perhaps because they want to completely isolate them from the human world.

Charles continued to walk forward, and soon reached the end of the dripping water. From here, it can be seen that the confined space inside will not exist for long.

Charles turned his feet and walked along the slope towards the way he came from. Soon when he reached the ninth door, he saw the portrait hanging on a door.

"Behind this door is 319?" Charles looked at the huge number 12 on the door and thought for a while, then began to lift the door.

The door was pried open by Charles, but to his surprise, there was no 319 that looked like a printer in Tuba's mouth. Behind door 12 was a table with a single mark on it. Pen.

"What does this thing want to do? Does it want me to release all the things in it?"

Charles, with a hint of exasperation on his face, closed the door again and turned to look at the terrifying 372. "Do you think this is fun?"

"Click." There was a soft sound in the room, and Charles looked through and found that the marker pen had fallen to the ground inexplicably.

Looking at 372 on the wall, Charles thought for a while and walked over to pick up the pen.

The moment he picked up the pen, Charles' body was suddenly pulled by a huge force, and he threw himself directly beside the metal wall. His hand suddenly started to draw by itself as if a ghost had been revived.

Soon a few lines of Earthsea characters appeared on the wall.

Conditions: 1. Find a container, 2. Let the Wailing Graffiti attach, 3. Go to the sea with the Wailing Graffiti.

Reward: Guide the captain to find the mind printer.

【agree? disagree? 】

"It turns out that 372 wanted to use this pen to communicate with him and let me take him out." Charles looked at the writing on the wall and muttered to himself.

This condition is not too harsh, and it is very cost-effective for Charles to exchange the position of 319. "I promise."

As soon as Charles finished speaking, the pen in his hand moved by itself, and the black handwriting quickly drew a circle on the agreement.

"Wow~" The words on the wall began to burn, and Charles felt something burdened on his body at this moment.

"Shushasha." The marker began to write again.

"Go out and turn left and walk 15 meters to the left, the location of the mind printer."

"I found the location of 319!" Charles rushed out with a trace of excitement on his face, followed the instructions on the wall and began to search for the so-called gate 7.

Go out...turn left...go forward 15 meters...on the left...

Charles looked at the unmarked wall in front of him with a wonderful expression.

It turned out that the so-called door No. 7 was a secret door, no wonder he couldn't find its location.

Thanks to TawilatUmr for the gift of 44444 starting coins for the Qixi Festival. I owe 10 chapters, and I will pay it back after the explosion.