Chapter 584: Wick

This time the script reveals weirdness everywhere,At this stage of the development of the matter, even Li Ang was a little bit

confused about the secret behind it."From the structure of the tunnel and the echo I heard before throwing a

screwdriver to the ceiling, the thickness of the ceiling is at least 150mm.Logically speaking, it shouldn't be as clear as the sound from upstairs. "Li Ang muttered to himself: "Unless the floor is specially designed to conduct

sound,And it conducts sound in one direction. "He muttered: "From the dialogue between the two,They should be a team of husbands and wives with a daughter, most likely to

live in a single-family building in the suburbs.Men are scientific researchers, and most likely even alchemists,I am busy with an experiment recently and have no time to accompany his wife

and daughter. "Li Ang rubbed his chin, "Could it be me that the sample of the experiment?Observe how the mice break the maze?if it is like this,You can explain why the men and women upstairs didn’t hear me shouting,They planned everything,After observing that I got the letter paper, I performed the planned drama,No, they are already co-conspirators, and they can act in front of me.Then the information I collected may be all false...Unless the men and women upstairs have no knowledge of the underground palace,

someone else who designed the underground palace and trapped me is..."Want to hide from an alchemist,How difficult is it to build a huge underground palace below their house?It is impossible to think about it less difficult than Li Ang backed his

landlord’s wife to renovate the house secretly...The more you think, the more possibilities,Li Ang shook his head and emptied his brain, "If it is not necessary, do not

add entities.Let's continue to collect information. "He flipped through the letter paper. This time the letters were equally

scribbled, but there were no traces of pigpen codes disguised as stains."Understandably, the same routine is invalid for the Saint Seiya. If the

dungeon designer also gets a pigpen password, it would be too low-level."Li Ang put down the letter paper and picked up the portable kerosene lamp and

matchbox placed on the floor of the room.The kerosene lamp is made of metal and glass. The whole is red. The two ends

are wide and the middle narrow is like a gourd. There is no wick, but there is

a ** on the side of the lamp holder that can adjust the wick in and out.He picked up the matchbox easily,The box is made of hard paper and is as big as half a palm. There is no

trademark label on the outside of the box, and there is a red and black

phosphorous surface on the left side."Ordinary red phosphorus, white phosphorus."Li Ang sniffed the phosphorus noodles and opened the matchbox, which contained

two matches."So? Give me a kerosene lamp and not give me a wick? Is it possible for me to

rub a wick for you on the spot?"He paused and looked down at the rags of sheets wrapped around his waist,

"Wait, it seems that I can rub one by myself..."Li Ang sat cross-legged on the ground, picked up a hex screwdriver, took a lot

of effort to disassemble the kerosene lamp, and checked it.Instead, I made a simple wick from bed sheet rags and cotton and stuffed it

into the lamp."Wearing these gloves is really inflexible in doing anything.I feel a little bit empathetic to Doraemon who can only stretch out his round

hands. "Li Ang sighed, turned the kerosene lamp back on, and reached out and wiped the

remaining shreds.After installing the kerosene lamp, he searched the room carefully, and after

confirming that there were no hidden elements, he carried the lamp and match

and walked out the first door.The outer door of room B is still closed, and a large number of wooden chair

fragments are scattered in the middle of the two doors.Li Ang picked up the fragment and took a look, and found that there was no

texture that wood should have on the fractured surface.All wood is made of sawdust forcibly bonded together and molded into one body."Forcibly change the material composition. This should be alchemy, right? No

wonder it is difficult and strong."Li Ang dropped the wood chips, looked at the closed outer door of Room B, and

muttered to himself uncertainly: "Should I stop and go back..."He once again stood on the ring pattern between the two

doors~~ Sure enough, he saw the red light lit up again.The inner door slowly closed, and after a few seconds, the outer door of the

room slowly opened.In order to avoid being locked up again, Li Ang hurriedly jumped out of the

door, only to find that the corridor was dark and no light was visible."The lights are off?"Li Ang raised his head and glanced at the dark ceiling. Based on his memory,

he took out a match, struck it on the phosphor surface of the matchbox, lit

the match, and lit the wick.The light reappeared in the tunnel,Li Ang shook his hand, extinguished the firewood, and carefully put it into

the matchbox.Seeing that the outer door of room B closed automatically, he frowned and

said: "The two doors cannot be opened at the same time...How is it a bit like... a decompression chamber or a sterile laboratory? "Please remember the domain name of the book’s first publication:. 4Fiction

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