Hey, King!

2021-11-26

Chapter 384 Chapter 387 Dining Room at One End and Bedroom at the Other End

When asked if he would escape from prison, Rui De vigorouslyshook the head. Thought he'd be mad at the topic, didn't expect him to laugh out loud.

"Dagon, you're in my prison right now, and I try to get out of here every day you live. Will I escape? I really want to! haha, but I have experience in how to stay in prison, would you like to hear it?"

Dagon scratched his beard, then shook his head and said, "I'll just figure out how to get out of here first. Rhett, When did Soul Spirit become like this? What kind of process was it?"

"It's hard to tell the exact time, because when you are in a coma, I also lose my sense of time here." Reid He stretched out his arms, then pressed his hands to the middle, and said, "Just like this, the Soul Spirit middle circle has become so small. I was hit by the thick fog and bounced around like a ball. The fog is also not obedient. , can't change anything. The spiritual realm passage has also become extremely narrow, probably only..."

He used his index finger and thumb to draw a distance smaller than the thickness of a coin.

"I can't get through such a small gap, and I guess you can't use the dive technique. It's too cheap to say, and now I actually want Spiritual God to help and save us." Reid snorted, and said, "Dagon, did you see clearly this time? When you need Spiritual God's help, they are always useless."

"You have to rely on yourself." Dagon looked at Rhett , said: "I'm lucky to have you with me, two people are at least better than one person. At this time, don't worry about whether you have the experience of successfully breaking out of prison, let's talk about the experience of failure first."

Rhett extended the hand and touched Dagon's forehead with the back of his hand. "Are you stupid? Are there any similarities between Soul Spirit's middle world and your prison outside, except that people are imprisoned? My failures can't help you, except as a joke to relieve your boredom."

"hehe...maybe one day I really need to relieve my boredom." Dagon said, "My cell outside was long and thin, very odd, and there didn't seem to be any other cells around. I slammed on the iron door to make a noise, and there was a sound outside. No response. I don't even feel there are guards, do you think it's strange?"

"Except for this cell..." Reid turned his fingers around, pointed to the middle realm of Soul Spirit, and said: "Anywhere else, even the thatched hut in your dormitory, is brand new and strange to me. Any anomaly should be taken seriously, though. You say your cell looks odd because of its slenderness?"

Dagon nodded and described to Rhett that the cell was narrow and short but had a depth of more than ten meters. He said details he knew, including hot, damp stone walls, dark vision that didn't work.

Reid frowned, and he gestured with his hands. According to the proportion, Dagon's cell is a long strip, which is indeed unreasonable.

"Why is it designed this way?" Rhett sat down, leaned back lightly on the thick fog of black, and fell into deep thought. His fingers tapped his thighs rhythmically, like music to the dance of thought. "First of all, we know that dark vision can't see both ends of the cell at the same time, right?"

Dagon nods and said, "Jiangu clansman also has dark vision, if a human is locked in, he will see everything. Missing."

"Complete darkness creates a sense of loneliness, and loneliness creates fear and depression, and then a mental breakdown." Reid said: "The deprivation of vision is understandable, but it cannot Explain why the cell takes this shape. Dagon, there are no entrances or exits except for the door, right?"

Dagon nods. He noticed the change in Rhett's expression, and asked, "Did you think of something?"

"The elves didn't wipe your neck directly while you were in a coma, so they should give you something to eat and drink, the only thing is The way to escape is the mechanism on the prison door. Let’s think from the point of view of the elves, what is the most afraid of every time you give food and drink? You must take the opportunity to attack and try to escape from prison, right?”

"There is a viewing window on the cell door, which can be advanced...but that is not safe." Dagon said: "I have nine ways to attack from that viewing hole, nine!"

"Don't blow it. Even if you have ninety ways, it's not as important as one way to escape from prison." Reid said: "I already have an idea and need to verify it. You first sleep well and raise your spirits. I'll think about the prison cell, you can find a way to see if you can get a little mana."

"I tried it, but it didn't work, and I couldn't get any mana in."

" Don't be discouraged, don't worry, calm down." Reid said: "Dagon, in the field of mana cycle, is there anyone who is more powerful than you in the world?"

The corner of Dagon's mouth was slightly raised, slowly Shaking his head: "Maybe someone can cycle mana faster than me, but in theory, no one is stronger than me."

"Then extend the time span and look at the history of spell, there are more people than you. Is it strong?"

"Probably not. The full mana model and the fully balanced elemental cycle are all brand new technologies, and there is no history at all. Even if I am ignorant, the Auli God will also Acknowledging that this is something completely new should be evidence?"

"If that's the case, you don't need to worry about it." Reid said: "The person who designed and built this cell, he must have Not as good as you in element cycle and mana theory. Now that you have an advantage in theory, it's up to you to beat him in practical applications."

Dagon thought for a while, then slowly Nominated, saying: "Although it may not be 'he' but 'them', and although they have enough building materials and I don't, I don't think I can't win. The tools needed for the mana cycle are the body and the will, which Much better than a pickaxe for digging walls."

"If I can get mana, then I'll turn it into spiritual energy and store it here in the middle realm of Soul Spirit. Keep expanding here. Space, widen the channel of the spiritual realm, maybe you will be able to contact the Great God of Oli..."

Reid shook his head and said: "It is no problem to store the mana here, but I do not recommend relying on Oli. Great God. Dagon, think about it carefully, you are its chosen son, I am a prisoner it values very much, and suddenly lost contact, isn't it in a hurry? If it is in a hurry, it will come to save us, we don't need to contact it ; if it's not in a hurry, it's useless for you to contact it. Strength, believe in yourself, it will be useful when you get out of prison one day. "

"Well, let's do this first, after we can accumulate mana." Dagon also sat down and began to think. Starting from the full mana model, he wanted to figure out how to completely isolate the circulation of natural elements, whether there would be loopholes in this method, and how to crack it.

After waking up, Dagon smelled a different smell, which was evident in the stinking cell. "Food? "Dagon didn't quite believe it, but he followed the smell all the way to the door of the cell. The iron box is now open, and there are things in it.

A bunch of grilled sausages, a square bread, three soft A stomping, liquid-filled ball, and a piece of paper. Dagon picked up the ball and felt that it should be some kind of animal's urine bubble, which is a bladder. Two liquid balls are filled with water, and the other is slightly red, isn't it? Could it be wine?

A few lines of words were written in Jiangu language on the paper, and there was a short alchemy match next to it. Dagon didn't need a match to see the words on it, so he first Set the matches aside cautiously. On the paper it says: This is your first meal, I'll give you something to eat. We'll give you a meal, as long as you're good. Put the dung bucket by the door when it's full. Go to bed, and you should repent of your sins.

"It's very smart, and I won't give anything a little hard. "Dagon flipped through the bread and sausage, sniffed the smell, and felt a little familiar. Well, the cafeteria of the elite Academy has this flavor of bread and sausage, and it may be similar in every cafeteria.

No No jugs, no bottles, no bowls and plates, and of course no cutlery. A bladder is a bit of a hassle, but it's better than a water bladder with a stopper, because prisoners can't use it to dig walls.

With the transfer box on the door open, Dagon looked inside and saw the tightly closed door on the other side. He reached out and pulled back and forth, completely motionless, not knowing this. How is the broken mechanism designed, it can absorb his huge power. Alas, even if it is opened, this one-foot-square box will not be able to get out... I still have to think of other ways.

Dagon eats slowly in small bites and chews thoroughly to fully absorb it. The water and wine in the three urine bubbles cannot be swallowed in one bite. Dagon eats the middle of the bread first and makes a bowl shape, and puts the bitten urine bubbles on the Inside. Water is precious and should not be wasted. Putting it in the bread will prevent it from being left with nothing if it breaks.

Since there is food, there will be people who deliver it. Dagon is leaning against the iron gate Begin to wait patiently. He doesn't know how long it has passed, because there is no Sun & Moon Transformation, and there is no patrol, so Dagon can only guess that it should be 5-6 days. He has become stomach rumbling with hunger again, The water in the urine bubble is almost gone, but there is still no one to replace his food.

He will starve to death. De suggested that he read the words on the paper again, then drink up the water and go to bed. Dagon didn't know why, but he didn't have much energy to argue, so he went back to the bed in the deepest part of the cell as suggested. Drink all the water , would rather starve than thirst.

He wasn't dead, but was awakened by the smell of food.

Bread, cheese, four urine bubbles, and a note. These things are in the box. Dagon fought his hunger and took a small bite of the bread, which was moist and chewed in his mouth before swallowing hard. There was stuffing in the bread, like bolognese? Maybe more Broken vegetable leaves, although sticky and unsightly, are really good things.

What is written on the paper is the same as before, except that there is no "first time to give you a meal" .Dagon looked at the note, looked at the box on the iron door, and couldn't help thinking: When and how did they deliver the meal to me?
(End of this chapter)