Chapter 21 Pete's Diary
In other words, there is something missing from Jim's cabinet, and this thing is probably his favorite, treasured thing, and the thing that best reflects his childishness.
Everyone else had such an item, but he didn't. The thing itself was very strange.
If this is just because he is overthinking, because Jim is the boss and the strongest thing, so he is special, then You Qi has nothing to say.
But...
"Have you ever thought about what Jim is?" You Qi suddenly said.
Yuan Shi was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "Judging from the items in this room, it seems that only Jim's items are the weirdest. His are diaries, pendants, and keys. Others are scattered, or It's more or less childish. I think he might be the boss or something." "
But then the problem arises. The task is to find Jim. If Jim is the boss, that means we have to find the boss." Yuan Shi said softly, "Then it's not just about finding the boss, but also the question of whether you can survive after facing the boss." "
According to the nature of the game world, I prefer that it will set up some traps to induce us to lift the boss's restrictions. , whether you can survive by then is a question, there is a time buffer between completing the task and leaving the game."
Set some traps...
You Qi raised his eyelids, and pinched the book in his hand with his sharp knuckles.
Well, it's in his hands.
"So the method of completing the task is still a bit confusing. Even if there are props... what do you mean by props? Generally speaking, they have no effect on the boss. At most, they can only delay time." The
original poem is still there . He speculated on his own, "Besides, items with extremely lethal power need to pay a price. Your revolver's lethality is considered to be above average, so the price must be paid, and it may continue to attract things." "Aren't
you afraid ? ?" Hearing this, You Qi raised his eyes and asked her.
"Not afraid." Yuan Shi chuckled. Her fair face became almost transparent under the flashlight light. Although there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, she was very calm overall.
"How dare you, a newcomer, be so reckless? As an old man, I have to persevere no matter what."
Yuan Shi said this with a hint of ridicule. Her lips were thin and beady, mixed with a hint of laughter. A sense of classicism was slightly evoked at this time, and even his eyes seemed to be a little brighter.
You Qi has nothing to say.
He had no choice but to put the keys, "Postscript" and the pendant away first, put them all into his trouser pocket, then felt in the other trouser pocket and took out a small red book.
Seeing him take out something strange again, the original poem couldn't help but be a little surprised: "This is...?"
[Pete's diary (true): a fairy tale written by Peter himself. ]
The light blue floating screen popped up instantly. After going through so many things, the item introduction still has not changed. It seems that this is the final version.
There should be no danger.
You Qi raised the flashlight with one hand, held up the diary with the other hand, and handed it to Yuan Shi for her to read.
"I found it on the fifth floor, but I didn't tell you. This should be Peter's diary, but it's red. I thought it was a bit special, so I took it down." The
thing that concerned him more was the one behind it. The word 'true'.
What's the meaning? Does this mean that all the hundreds of diaries on the bookshelf on the fifth floor are fake?
The original poem was a little surprised. The cover of this red diary looked like cowhide. There were no words on the cover. It was pure bright red, as if it had been soaked in blood and had not dried yet. It looked a bit scary.
Her slender fingertips touched the diary lightly, and then opened it.
"To be honest, I won't be surprised even if you take out a rocket launcher now."
Yuan Shi glanced at him and said teasingly: "You really dare to take it down... You really don't have to worry about anything weird. I brought the things down..."
You Qi's lips twitched at what she said.
"I'm afraid it's impossible to be afraid."
The bright cowhide cover was opened, and the first page was yellowed white paper.
There are still no words on it, and the entire yellowed page has a heavy sense of age, as if it has been there for a long time. The entire paper is slightly hard and feels cold to the touch.
After turning the page of the original poem, the paper in his hand made a stiff folding sound, and then he saw a piece of incomprehensible text.
It looked like it was written with an old-fashioned quill pen, dipped in ink, and the ink was blurred in some places.
"..." You Qi fell silent.
He can not understand.
It looks very English, but you can guarantee that it is not English.
"This is..." Yuan Shi pressed the letter of the first line, "Latin?"
"Huh?" You Qi was stunned for a moment, "Do you understand?"
"I've learned it before, professionally." The poem just explained in a cursory manner, "This diary seems to be... not only in Latin, Spanish, French, Russian, and English, but it feels like-"
She quickly flipped through a few pages, "It seems like Germanic and Latin... there are many languages. Languages all appear in this diary, and they are all used interchangeably."
"..." This is not something that normal people can read.
The original poem frowned slightly, "It seems to be basically scattered, interspersed with things recorded in various languages." "
I have studied languages before, let me give it a try."
She touched the book lightly with her fingertips , and then quickly translated the original sentence, so fast that it was almost ten lines at a glance:
"I finally came out of the laboratory today, and I am very happy. But they were obviously very worried about my health, so they locked me up on the top floor of the hospital. . I don’t know how many children are here, but I hope they can all survive.”
“I feel very unwell today. The doctor came to see me and said that my body is slowly changing, and it’s for the better. No. Being comfortable is just a necessary process, but I'm worried." "
Mr. Watt asked me today why I write so many diaries, and I said it was because of boredom. To be honest, I was really afraid that I would forget all this because of the experiment. So I chose to record these, but they obviously didn’t know that my intelligence level was already very high (I also wrote a fake diary every day to confuse them), so I specially took this small notebook to record it and hid it behind the bookshelf. , and no one could find it."
"I almost couldn't believe it! My little diary was found! The nurses knocked over the bookshelf when they came to clean the room! They are very sensitive and found this smallest notebook directly, even though they They are all very ordinary brown and gray. Fortunately, they can't understand it. I have learned so many languages and interspersed records, but no one can understand it. Note: Fortunately, this book does not record frequently, and only has a little content, so I told them I wrote it by randomly combining words when I was bored." "
Today I saw a child running up. It seemed that he had no dinner because he made a mistake and was hungry. I gave him some food. We are all very happy. Pitiful."
"I'm in a bad mood today. I feel that the changes in my body are becoming more and more obvious. I have been here for a long time, and I have..." "
Damn! I can barely control my fingers! They have locked me up... Damn it , How many years have you been imprisoned for?"
"I can't"
stopped abruptly.
I'm sorry that today's update was delayed due to personal matters, resulting in only one update
(end of this chapter)