Chapter 244

"Oh... I see. " Feng can't help but look at the golden hair between his fingers. Many questions are solved at this moment. "From my subjective perspective, I am still myself..." He stretched out his hand and looked at his sleeves and hands. There was no doubt that his dress was Joker style in the game. His skin color was yellow, and he could see his black hair when lifting his eyes.

He took them to a magnifying glass and looked at them, "but From an objective point of view of the play world, I should be another person. When the hair leaves the whole body, I can see it as it really is. " He put the hair on the desk, took out the small wooden comb from his pocket, and looked at the remaining hair on it with a magnifying glass: "mmm Color, length and hair quality are all similar. "

Feng unconsciously thought for more than a minute, "wait At the beginning of the play, I only combed my head twice. Unless my character has serious hair loss, there shouldn't be so much hair on the comb. " He thought about it and grabbed his hair with his hands. This time he used a little bit of force.

Unexpectedly, when he put his hand back in front of his eyes, he saw a big lump of hair, one of which was connected with a small bloody scalp.

"Lying trough..." I opened the menu to check. Fortunately, the survival value did not decrease. He felt it carefully, but he didn't feel any serious pain on his scalp.

"Well Calm down... Calm down... " He said rather nervously, and it seemed to him that hair loss was a very serious situation.

He threw away the pulled hair, calmed his mood for a while, and then he realized another thing, "say it Up to now, I haven't found anything like a mirror at all. Does the system want me to see "myself"

Feng's eyes fell on the picture again: "suppose that the kid on the left is the one who dragged me in the beginning CG, and the other kid is the person I'm playing. What is it that makes them come to this step..." He thought. Turn the picture over.

On the back of the photo, there was a handwritten line, "Arthur and Andrew, my children, my love."

"Oh, are these two boys brothers..." "I don't know." wait Arthur and Andrew He picked up the little wooden comb again, and his eyes rested on the notch of A.A. "Arthur and Andrew sp; for the next ten minutes. Feng unconsciously read the book "advanced alchemy".

Turning over the dark blue cover, the first thing you see is the saying: "after learning alchemy basics, you may think that the peak of this skill is to turn metal into gold, or to make some kind of medicine to prolong life.

This book will tell you that similar ideas are extremely stupid.

Alchemy is a sacred technology that makes human beings exist as gods. Those mediocre people who are full of copper and longevity will never touch the realm of God. "

Although the wording and context of the passage are ironic and warning. But Feng didn't feel any antipathy. There is no doubt that these words exude a noble and cool aura, and this temperament can most arouse the enthusiasm of research.

It's a pity that Feng can't realize that he has only read the catalogue and "chemistry should be at least senior high school level.". At the same time, we need to master a large amount of knowledge of the so-called "material philosophization" in order to complete the three processes of "understanding, decomposition and reconstruction" and perform the simplest alchemy. " I can't help but see that this advanced alchemy is classified as a plot item that can't be brought out of the script. It will definitely be used in the process of the game later, so I can't help but put it into my luggage. The picture was put into the inside pocket of his coat.

Later, he searched the whole study again, and found no clue, not to mention the key. So he picked up the kerosene lamp and magnifying glass and headed for the next room.

The next room is the kitchen. The wall opposite the door is the stove and chimney. The stove is dirty, but the trace on it shows that it is still in use. There are cupboards under the stove, and there are also closets, cupboards and so on on on the surrounding walls.

In the middle of the kitchen, there is a four legged wooden table, two meters square. The tablecloth on the table is filthy and can't see the original pattern. There is also a big bowl of meat sauce like food on this wooden table. There is an unwashed plate next to it. There is also some meat sauce left in the plate. As like as two peas out of the kitchen window,

can see the same scene as the study. Dark, chaotic. The glass in this state can be used as a mirror, but it can only see a fuzzy black shadow when it comes to the front. He then found some metal kitchenware, polished the surface, and tried to look like himself, but it was still a failure.

"The system's too rigid for me to look in the mirror, isn't it?" Feng unconsciously shrugs and says.

Then he opened every cupboard and searched for something that might be a clue. As a result, many pots and pans were found, but there was no knife or clue

"This room can't even have a valuable thing..." After searching the kitchen, he said: "there are kerosene lamps in the storage room, magnifying glass, photos and books in the study, and certainly in the kitchen..." While talking, his eyes stopped on the bowl of meat sauce on the table.

"Well, let's just..." He turned the bowl upside down and let the sauce flow onto the table. Then he took the bowl to one side and lifted the sauce with his hand.

As a result, he found a key:

[Name: red key]

[type: story related]

[quality: normal]

[function: Unlock the red iron door permanently and disappear immediately after use]

[can I bring out the script: no]

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