In the field, Wu Jin quickly collected supplies and pulled Caesar out.

Moths will not attack actively, but silver butterfly is a tough guy.

Caesar took on the position of the broken rear without hesitation, and turned around and shot before leaving: "The little witch came over and waited for me across the corridor. These bugs dared to catch them Grandpa Caesar--"

The silver mirror was flying in the air, and there was no doubt that there was a round of guns before leaving the door.

The two cooperated tacitly.

Caesar protected Wu Jin, Wu Jin protected supplies, and several hiphop-style tactics rolled and rushed towards the exit quickly.

When Wu Jin was in the dark, a creaking sound suddenly appeared behind him—

The exit of the copy suddenly closed!

Wu Jin's pupils suddenly shrank: "Brother Caesar——"

Caesar's yelling came from the door, and the crisp sound of the lens butterfly wings hitting the iron door. Caesar immediately knocked on the door when he heard Wu Jin's voice: "Little Witch, run away, I will snipe the royal butterfly and go to find you. Damn this room is sinking!!"

Wu Jin spoke quickly: "Sink down? Can you hear where the mechanism is? Brother Caesar—you—"

In the live broadcast room of Closen Show, Xue Ge glanced at the watch: "It's a pity that time has come, and their pass-through time is too long. Caesar couldn't get out."

Ying Xiangxiang shrugged: "According to the map rules, Caesar may have to stay in it for another five rounds, if I remember correctly."

Wu Jin stood in the corridor for a while, and the roar of machinery finally came to a close stop.

The boy on the screen stood in the faint light, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, causing many viewers to shout in the barrage to "rush into the screen to give Xiao Wu a hug."

However, the next moment Wu Jin had reacted quickly.

He frowned, pressed his ears against the metal walls of the corridor, and narrowed his eyes slightly. Countless thoughts in his mind passed by-

Caesar is still locked inside.

Listening to the sound of the mechanism behind the metal door, the room seemed to be moving in some kind of straight up and down ladder shaft, similar to the lifting ladder that transported the contestants. That is to say, in the entire map, each cube only has a vertical motion trajectory, no translation or flip—

At least it denied his previous speculation.

Not a Rubik's Cube.

Wu Jin quickly sorted out known clues.

Passing through is not a condition for opening the corridor, and controlling the number of people in the team is not a condition for the appearance of dungeons.

The "Dingdong" elevator arrival sound represents the end of a time unit and the new time unit is opened. The silver ammonia butterfly copy has two time units, the moth copy disappears in the previous time unit, and their origin also disappears after the team enters the corridor.

——The existence time limit of each room is different, with independent generation and annihilation time points.

Wu Jin narrowed his eyes, and in his pupils, countless rooms seemed to extend out of the dim vision, corridors, and were tiring in the field. Whenever the unit of time arrived, the room either rose or sinked, roaring in the dark ladder shaft...

No, there are still too few clues known.

Wu Jin suddenly heard what Zoe said, and when the game started, he could only guess.

It was probably because I stayed in the corridor for too long, and the right wrist terminal sent a urging message sound.

The contestants really couldn't stay in the corridor for too long. There was also a faint light at the other end of the corridor.

Before entering, Wu Jin took out the rewarded clearance supplies from his bag, an anti-tank rifle, two bullets, and a familiar clue envelope.

Wu Jin opened the envelope in a few seconds and then opened his eyes widened in surprise.

Inside is a thin piece of paper, with nearly hundreds of square grids drawn on it like a chessboard. Some grids are hollow, some have light butterfly wing logos, and a circled "14" is written in the upper right corner.

"..." Wu Jin's heart beat violently, and he looked at the note in his hand in disbelief.

The map is a map!

Wu Jin almost found the red dot marked the current position in an instant, and the wings and thick feather antennae were drawn on the logo that coincided with the grid - one of the characteristics of moth insects.

He quickly followed the memory to determine the direction, and the copy of the end of the corridor was on the map-seemed to be marked as some kind of butterfly.

Wu Jin finally checked the preparations for the war, hugged the rifle and walked towards the end of the corridor. The moment the door opened, he opened his mouth in shock.

In the live broadcast room of Closen Show, Ying Xiangxiang enlarged the boy's confused expression and sighed slightly: "The reward for the S-level dungeon is a map, but I believe that the player Xiaowu will soon find that this map has no effect now."

"Status 14." Xue Ge nodded and joked: "If it were me, it might take me to collect 100 maps to find the rules. Of course, if it was Dr. Chen, one might be enough."

The camera slightly moved to the left, and the young man wearing a plaid shirt smiled elegantly: "I am a researcher, this is my job, and it is indeed a map to see it. But for the contestants, it is indeed difficult."

If the Closson Show player in the arena is here, he will definitely be able to recognize the identity of the young man at a glance.

The second knockout sponsor, the lead researcher of Alive Technology, gave them an inexplicable social psychology two weeks ago.

Dr. Chen repeatedly explained the four concepts of loneliness, crowding, birth and annihilation in class. He was regarded as revealing the rules in advance by countless contestants and memorizing them before the game.

At this time, he was still tortured by the copy and was half dead.

On the screen, the room where Wu Jin entered was empty, and it can even be said to be a very standard Closen Show safety area. However, there was no butterfly on the map.

"Xiao Wu has walked to the safe area." Ying Xiangxiang said with a smile: "But from the camera, he is not the only one who walks in this direction." She switched to the surveillance and suddenly showed an expectant expression: "Xiao Bo is also nearby, and there is... a C-level player..."

Dr. Chen suddenly laughed and said, "I seem to see some viewers complaining that the camera is too concentrated. There are many things to be broadcasted in R code entertainment and Jingyi Entertainment."

Ying Xiangxiang was stunned and quickly apologized: "It was my mistake. Then we will come back to see Bai Yueguang in an hour. The director helped me cut the camera, OK. Now you can see it, Jingyi Entertainment..."

Dr. Chen nodded, and his eyes swept across the surveillance camera behind the lens.

In the knockout stadium, Wu Jin quickly noticed that the map was wrong. According to the mark, it was absolutely impossible to be a safe area. He immediately reacted quickly—

The stadium changes at any time, and the complete map cannot be a static drawing. As for the "14" marked in the upper right corner of the map...

Wu Jin's mind flashed. It was very likely that the distribution of the rooms in the arena would overlap with this drawing when the 14th time unit, that is, the 14th time sounded.

He needs more drawings to find the rules.

And there is another problem. Wu Jin's eyes stayed at one place of the map - that was the middle of the entire map, with 12 grid units to walk away from him.

There is an extremely special grid there. It is neither blank nor Lepidoptera is drawn, but it is filled with a gray and white background color, and the meaning is unknown.

About ten minutes later, the background sound of "Ding Dong" sounded again. As the corridors on all sides opened, Wu Jin quickly carried his gun and rushed towards Caesar - but the room, which was originally covered with moths, was empty.

Caesar's room was still sinking.

Wu Jin paused slightly.

He can choose to wait here or continue to look for the next map.

The only thing that can be assured is that as time goes by, the conditions for survival are no longer luck, but control of the law... If he stays here, it is wasted the time that Caesar has bought for him.

Wu Jin took a deep breath, left a note at the end of the corridor, checked the machine gun loading again, and resolutely walked towards the only special grid in the map.

In the fifth time unit, Wu Jin walked out of the room full of insect pupae, and his right hand holding the anti-tank rifle was trembling slightly due to recoil.

In the sixth time unit, Wu Jin was lucky enough to hit the safe zone again.

Within fifteen minutes in the safe area, Wu Jin's map was densely covered with countless drafts, drawing the evolution and derivation of the surrounding grids - it seemed that it was only a short time to go, but it was still impossible to find out the rules of the map.

Wu Jin didn't know that while he was deriving, Dr. Chen in the director room was looking at him in surprise through the surveillance.

In the seventh time unit, Wu Jin came to the end of the corridor with caution and picked up the clue envelope on the ground.

"As a dream."

The door was pushed open quietly and then closed automatically, and Wu Jin suddenly widened his eyes.

Compared with the purgatory hell everywhere in the earth, which is full of insect pupa and larvae, it can be almost called heaven.

The warm mountain breeze floats in the virtual forest, and the soft sunlight is like a warm afternoon dream, flowers bloom everywhere, and the air is filled with the fragrance of hyacinths.

Wu Jin saw the butterfly parked on the petals at a glance - the butterfly wings are narrow and long, with a black background and gold edge. When he saw someone coming in, he spread his wings and flew up gently and snuggled up.

Wu Jin retreated vigilantly and subconsciously set up a gun. The gorgeous butterfly paused slightly in the air like a spirituality.

Wu Jin and it stared at each other with big eyes, but they didn't notice any abnormalities for a long time. So they found a bunker and sat down with their backs, and continued to deduce the dense map grid.

Time seemed to be slowing down... The sound of the pen nib cutting through the map suddenly woke Wu Jin up. He blinked and drove away the sleepiness that came from nowhere, but his eyes were as blurred as if he was drunk.

In the air, the fragrance of plants and trees becomes stronger and stronger, and the bright butterfly wings rise up...

Wu Jin looked at the butterfly in a daze, lowered his head in a daze, then used all his strength to stuff the map back into his bag, covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and reached out to get the gun-

The butterfly is wrong! There are neurotoxins in the air!

The hand holding the gun was weak and weak. After stopping inhaling the toxin, his vision returned to normal again, but Wu Jin's mind was empty.

who I am.

Where am I?

Why am I persecuting the little butterfly?

With a touch, the gunshot burst out according to instinct. The colorful butterfly avoided flexibly. Wu Jin's consciousness was already buzzing and exploded.

Sunlight is the most comfortable brightness and fragrance is just right.

There was no Closen show at all... He probably just went out in the afternoon, creating with a guitar on his back, and then waited well for his agent to pick him up in the evening.

The right hand that held the trigger gradually loosened, and the boy showed a half-pleasant expression. The butterfly in the air glanced at him a few times, and finally stopped being alert and flew down, and at the moment when it overlapped with the light spot—

The gunshots rang without warning.

The silver pet life capsule pops up and quickly wraps the butterfly inside.
To be continued...