After the system voice prompt, Feng Bujue went to check the game menu again and found that the mission bar had finally been unlocked as well, and this was the first time he had officially received a mainline mission. The previous training mode and single-player survival mode were basically done in a closed building, and the pattern of the script was small, so there wasn't much choice in terms of plot direction, so the system didn't bother to generate missions. Now the team survival mode has a large map with a high degree of freedom, the system must give a main line to guide the final direction of the game, otherwise players are likely to be confused about what to do in the general direction.

After expanding the quest bar, Feng Bujue saw a new window covering the very front of the menu, with the quest content displayed in the box. The text description of this main quest was simple: [Search the city and find the Devil's Gate.

"The feeling of a magical fantasy setting." Feng Bujue closed the game menu after scanning the mission.

"This city is so big, won't finding a door be like finding a needle in a haystack?" Wang Tanzhi the way.

"The keyword the mission uses to prompt us is not 'door', but 'demon'." Feng Bujue said, has walked to a nearby vending [ machine, looking at the machine printed on the subway line schematic said, "The city's subway has a total of twelve lines, although they are represented by different colors, but ......" his finger along the The intertwined lines on the map moved and finally stopped at one place, "Among these dozen intersecting lines, there is this area ......" He opened his hands and pressed them on the map, covering the line diagram around that area, revealing only the middle one:: "Five intersecting straight lines that form a very standard geometric figure, a pentagram."

"Big brother, that's too far-fetched." Lonely Little Brother said, "If you look more carefully, you might find many other geometric shapes in that mess of lines."

"The second my finger stops, it means I've finished looking carefully." Feng Bujue replied as he turned around and explained, "Before we went up to this level, whether inside the subway or on the platform, we could only see the station names and schematics of this one line of the line. A complete line map of the entire city subway like this is not available on that floor below.

Before the system prompt sounded, we neither encountered monsters nor delayed much, and had hardly done any substantial action yet. But the task is certainly triggered for a reason, if the task does not have any trigger conditions, we sit in the subway should receive, the system why purposely wait for us to come up a layer and then give tips.

So ...... the possibility I can think of is that there is something on this floor that is not on the floor below, and the information it provides can point us to the demon door that the mission is talking about."

He said this, turned sideways and tapped the subway line map printed on the vending machine with the palm of his left hand: "There are only twelve subway lines, while there are thousands of roads on the ground, if this subway line map is meaningless, then the city map is even more meaningless, unless we can find a tourist map marked with a 'Devil's Gate ' such a landmark tourist map to."

He took a deep breath: "In short, if no one offers a constructive opinion that contradicts this inference, or if their opinion itself does not have a solid basis to support ...... please move to walk with me to this area of the map, if I'm wrong, we reorganize our thinking and discuss it again, if I'm right,I'll take the skill value, and we'll all clear the task, and all will be happy."

The crowd was dumbfounded when Feng Bujue finished in one breath, but Wang Tanzhi looked quite calm at this point, because he had seen a lot of scenes like this since he was a child.

Feng Bujue's reasoning ability was a derivative of his reading fetish that had become pure. He is a very smart person, at the age of sixteen in the school Binet test score of 138, the right and left half of the brain accounted for exactly 69 points each balanced type of thinking. Compared with the 140 or more "extraordinary" genius, he is still classified in the group of normal people, but his observation, memory, understanding, reasoning ability can be described as well-trained, absolutely no one can compare.

As Mr. Conan Doyle said through the mouth of Holmes, excellent detective in addition to profound knowledge and experience, but more importantly, the correct reasoning skills. In the text, Holmes is always sparing no effort to preach his own set of "deductive method", and Feng Bujue is obviously a loyal fan.

His reading addiction comes from another set of Sherlockian theories: treat knowledge as a reserve, manage the brain as a library, sweep out the unimportant stuff and forget it, put the secondary stuff in the attic, and leave what you need at your fingertips.

This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.

This may seem to be an idealized memory habit and thinking pattern, but in fact, through certain training, it is indeed possible to do, Feng Bujue is a typical example of self-learning.

There are many things in this world that are easy to say and hard to do, such as doing dozens of push-ups every day at home to unconsciously become a muscle man, memorizing a few words every day to easily pass the fourth and sixth grades, writing a few thousand words every day to save the manuscript to become a god and so on ...... If there is a ranking of human self-deception, these sentences must be in the top few The actual fact is that the actual people are not only the most effective, but also the most effective.

Generally people facing this kind of self-discipline nature of training, the probability of giving up halfway is extremely high, but as the saying goes, since eccentric curry more wizards, Feng Bujue is one of the few people who persisted and eventually turned reading and reasoning into a habit and hobby ......

"Uh ...... Crazy brother is very right, follow this idea to find, better than we go out and then wander around the city." The second half of Long Ao Min's sentence was addressed to the lonely little brother.

"Ah ...... ah? Oh, well ...... okay." Lonely little brother just came back to his senses, in fact, he did not even fully follow Feng Bujue's language and thoughts, but produced a feeling of "although not quite understand, but this guy seems to be very powerful look".

The five of them then moved on, with Long Ao Min walking in the front, followed by Feng Bu Jue who told him which exit to take to return to the surface, and was responsible for showing the general direction once they were up there.

After passing through a spacious safe passage, Feng Bujue found a seemingly stinger setup, and among the billboards on the wall of the passage, there was a game advertisement for Thrillerland mixed in.

After walking the passage right, the crowd saw the exit above the slope, this section of the slope has a track up the escalator, but has stopped, there are two rows of ordinary escalators for walking on both sides.

They picked up the steps and came to the ground level of the city. The moonlight was hazy, and the lights in the city were sparse. There were many cars parked on the street, but all of them were off, and the lights on the billboards on the roadside buildings, business establishments and houses were all dimmed, except for the streetlights on the street which were still working properly.

Although there were no moving vehicles, the air that I inhaled into my nose felt very muddy, and there was a layer of fog in front of my eyes, making it difficult to see the distant scenery clearly.

When in the subway station, there is a roof overhead, surrounded by walls, and is the underground environment, the crowd did not feel anything to. But after coming to the open ground, surrounded by an unnamable eerie atmosphere ...... kind of unusual posthumous, simply suffocating.

Four of the five people in the shock value have been the ups and downs, stable value in the 5% to 15% ranging, the face of fear when the various physical signs have also been in their body gradually appear.

"Follow this road, turn left after four streets, and then just keep going forward." Feng Bujue's tone sounded normal, completely unaffected, quickly recognizing several landmarks on the road and thinking of a good route.

Long Ao Min, holding his shield, nodded and continued to lead the way, while the remaining four walked behind. The crowd was silent, alert, listening, and walking as close to the sidewalk as possible to the street lights.

From time to time, the darkness will be the sound of what sounds like wild animals breathing, rustling like a whisper, if there is a laugh. Anyway, no matter which one, people can hear, but not clearly

Long Ao Min will look back every few dozen meters, the more he looks, the more he thinks something is wrong, "I say crazy brother ...... you in reality should be a high-risk occupation, right?" Long Ao Min asked. He practiced all the way to level 10, but really never saw a player like Feng Bujue. It's hard to hide something like fear, but Feng Bujue doesn't even show half a bit of fear in his eyes, so it's clear that he's not pretending to be bold, but really not afraid ...... Combined with the sharp reasoning just now, Long Ao Min even kind of suspects that Feng Bujue is a professional SWAT officer or something like that in reality.

"Artist." Feng Bujue returned nonchalantly, as if he was telling the truth.

Wang Tanzhi is too lazy to interrupt ，As far as he knew, Feng Bujue's declared professions were generally of two kinds: artist and great literary figure. Regardless of which point of view to view his behavior, these two answers are very owed ......

Long Ao Min did not expect to hear this kind of answer at all, and for a moment did not know how to answer the question, the lonely little brother spoke up again at the back: "Where would anyone 'call' himself an artist?"

"Then I can say it in another way." Feng Bujue said, "I am an man with high aesthetic ability and skillful creative skills who is engaged in the creative work of art with certain achievements."

"Isn't that just an explanation of those three words!"

"Compared to saying those three words directly, it seems a bit more modest, doesn't it?"

"Obviously it's more arrogant, OK!"

Lonesome laughed at the side, Lonely skimmed her lips and said to her, "Can I spit if he doesn't play dumb?"

At this time, Feng Bujue suddenly stopped and quickly took out [Mario's Pipe Clamp] from its travel bag, "Well ...... only just eased the depressing atmosphere, and something troublesome came."

Long Ao Min almost and Feng Bu Jue at the same time saw two shadows flicker in the darkness, but he only saw a rough outline, and do not know what those things are, anyway, 80% is some kind of monster.

"Look at the size like a deformed baby, the front of the arms are small scythes, quite fast, the number of ...... should be more than one." Feng Bujue calmly recounted, and holding the pipe pliers to the darkness bullying closer. He did not know at this moment, after finishing these few words, his own detection specialization was turned on.