Chapter 49 Sporophyte Mill

……what happened?

The four dark moments were still a little dazed.

That moment just now made his mind go blank.

The sudden stop of his brain, like a sudden power outage, also terminated some of his thought processes. Let Si Anke stare blankly at the puppet bear.

— and the toy knife in the hand of the puppet bear.

"Do you have an answer?"

As the Muppets' expression changed to -v-, she made a silver bell again: "If you give me the victim's name. I'll tell you the secret of how to be saved."

"The name of the victim..."

Four secretly muttered.

His eyes gradually converged on the toy knife in the hand of the puppet bear.

He raised his head and looked at the puppet bear.

He asked softly, "Is that you...

"Alice?"

"It's me! Correct answer! Correct answer!"

The little bear smiled and raised his hands in cheers.

"Then, the next step is to be saved!"

"What is it?"

"It's the liver~"

The little bear made a sweet and greasy voice: "The antidote to poison is the liver...

"--Do you believe?"

He raised the toy knife in his hand and chopped off Si Anke's limbs with a few drops.

But the strange thing is that every time the knife fell, there was no blood.

On the contrary, the torso of the four dark carvings, after each knife fell, collapsed and collapsed for a long time.

After the four knives fell, Si Anke's body had become as tattered as the puppet bear on the bed before.

"—"

He opened his mouth,

But could not speak.

Si Anke's eyes darkened, and he returned to the Black Mushroom Mill again.

Two new states appeared before his eyes:

[Severed limbs: Your limbs have been severed. 】

[Lack of liver: Your liver has been stolen. 】

Si An instantly felt a sticky touch on his shoulders.

He touched it and found a red line on his shoulder.

It's like the limbs that have been cut open and glued back hastily.

Every time he walked around, he felt that the sensation from his legs gradually faded; for the same reason, every time he wanted to pick up something, for example, after reaching out to open the door, he felt his right hand in four dark moments. become a little weaker.

Si An Mo quickly reacted.

...is this the number of steps to move, and the number of surveys?

This is also a common technique in pixel decryption games.

For example, taking something from a flaming room, or walking through a poisonous pool after wearing a crystal slipper.

If there is such a setting, there is probably something hiding.

Is there any branch?

But no matter what, the number of steps cannot be wasted.

Four secretly thought.

Judging from the previous reaction of the barrage, although he could not see the barrage, the live broadcast should not have been cut off. In other words, the main purpose of "leaving a video" can still be accomplished.

Then all he has to do is try out the trap.

- so death is not terrible.

He didn't have the shovel near the corner this time.

Instead, he went down the stairs.

He saw several flour sacks stacked together.

On the top flour bag, strange mushrooms grew.

... Si Anke has never seen such a mushroom.

It looks roughly dark green.

But it looks more like a transparent skin with dark green juice inside. The transparent epidermis is like dehydrated and chapped skin, with a white mesh pattern, as if it will burst in the next moment.

"mushroom……"

Four secretly whispered, thoughtfully.

He went to the front of the stairs.

I saw mushrooms growing scattered on the hollow wooden stairs. It spreads upwards in a line, most on the board above the bag of flour, and only a few intermittent ones further up.

--is blood.

Si Anke soon realized the truth.

This time the scene is well restored.

There must be someone here who was suddenly injured and bleeding profusely...then he walked up the stairs. And the blood he shed, somehow strange mushrooms grew.

Si Anqi walked up.

He could have easily jumped over the two steps covered with mushrooms - although his limbs were broken, the broth he drank from the house of the three little bears allowed him to jump in this state. Go up a few steps.

But after all, not everyone can walk the same route as him.

As a pathfinder, Si Anke did not avoid mushrooms.

But directly stepped on the past.

Those mushrooms made a disgusting crackling sound. As if stepping on a shriveled intestine, a dark green fragrant juice splattered out.

Si An Mo suddenly reacted.

The "mushroom smell" I smelled outside the mill was exactly the smell left by this mushroom!

Without hesitation, he followed the route drawn by the mushrooms on the ground and walked to the second floor.

The second floor is much narrower than the first floor.

There is no empty hall, only two residential rooms, a narrow tool room and a toilet. At the end of the corridor, there is a wooden wall that was hammered open.

Below this wooden wall, a square slot-shaped opening can also be seen. It appears to be used for dumping black mushrooms... and behind the wooden wall is a humming and spinning gear machine.

Huge gears are roaring.

Si Anke was about to walk over to check.

He suddenly felt a little itchy in his calf.

He leaned over and scratched subconsciously.

But he soon realized something.

Raise your arms to take a closer look.

After spending one "investigation" time, Si An suddenly realized... On the skin of his forearm, spots of chickenpox had appeared.

Is it because he stepped on those mushrooms?

Or is it because I broke them... and I have [lack of liver]?

So if you drank that cold bowl of "sugar soup" in the room of the three little bears, wouldn't you be immune to these mushrooms?

So what if you drink bone broth?

...Won't he be "cut off his limbs"?

"I see……"

Four secretly muttered.

- He finally understood.

The scene in the previous "Aisle" may be to get a certain ability or provide a certain buff. Used to fight the various traps in the Sporophyte Mill...

But those people, if they hadn't entered the room of the three little bears - they wouldn't have their limbs cut off, right?

Or do different aisles end with different debuffs?

And according to the different choices made in the early stage of the aisle room, the state when entering the mill is obviously different...

Just when Si An was thinking about it.

His left arm was visibly swollen.

The itchy feeling gradually turned into numbness and swelling, and the skin covered by the blisters had completely lost consciousness.

"...Is it a time limit this time?"

The four muttered in a low voice.

The next moment, his left arm exploded.

And he was reborn from the mill.

- Died again.