The surrounding army of monsters is densely packed. Although you can see the side, countermeasures such as breaking out of the siege are obviously impractical. Five players of level 30 may still consider rushing out of the encirclement of these hundreds of monsters. With a team with an average rating of 6.6, they don't even have to think about it.

　　"Crazy brother...they are still approaching..." Long Aomin reminded the thoughtful Feng Bujue.

　　"It's okay, let me think about it again." Feng Bujue said: "Looking at the situation, retreating into the door is the last choice the game provides us. There must be a very difficult boss inside. After finishing the fight, we will pass the level with a normal ending , such as 'Although the players have successfully escaped from this space, Samadir will always be there' or something like that."

　　"Okay, but I don't want to die in the end, if they really pounce, we'd better retreat through the door." Long Aomin said.

　　Feng Bujue nodded, and he simply sat down cross-legged on the spot, looking at the two keys in his hands. The demon army that was gradually gathering and approaching around him didn't seem to put too much pressure on him. He put his elbows on his legs, lowered his head, and tapped his forehead lightly with two fingers. After a few seconds, he slowly raised his head, and his fingertips slid down the bridge of his nose. During this process, his gaze moved upward until His eyes touched the hazy moon in the sky, his eyes suddenly lit up, and something flashed in his mind.

　　"Do you remember what the plot description said when we first entered the script?" Feng Bujue asked.

　　Wang Tanzhi looked at the group of monsters that had already approached less than a hundred meters away, and his breathing became more and more disordered: "Didn't you just explain that the location is a city, the time is night, and the characters are us survivors?"

　　Feng Bujue recounted while recalling: "The second paragraph...until one night, the sun set, but never rose again. The hazy moonlight that appeared and disappeared behind the drifting dark clouds reflected the silence of this dead city. Lonely City." He said it verbatim.

　　"So?" Long Aomin asked.

　　"This sentence is not to tell us that the time when the incident happened is at night." Feng Bujue said: "It is to point out the phenomenon of 'circulation'." He suddenly asked: "Up until now, have you seen Ever had any clocks or mechanical devices to keep time?"

　　The minds of the other four people are very confused at this time, and the fear visible to the naked eye is approaching. The closer the monsters get, the more vivid and terrifying the images are. Where can they calm down and recall such trivial matters, Lonely replied without thinking about it: "Who still remembers! What does this have to do with the current situation?"

　　Feng Bujue said: "The law behind this script...the so-called cycle, and the darkness...I already understand." He said: "If we regard the time in this virtual world as a straight line, the two ends of the line Extending infinitely, the line cannot be traced back to its source, nor can it see its end.

　　Then the time of the city that Samadir left is like a line segment, with a beginning and an end, about 30 minutes long. He stood up and made a gesture: "He bent this line segment and connected the end to the end to form a circle." This city will always run on this circle..." He pointed to those demons: "These guys, and we, do not belong to this city, we are all inside the circle, not on that line, so Samadir's Power cannot swallow us up. He can only go directly to what is running on the line segment. "

　　At this moment, Lonely stared at Feng Bujue with a frightened expression on his face: "Big brother! My dear brother! I really don't study science! For mathematics, three points are talent, seven points are hard work, and the remaining ninety points are destiny." ah!"

　　"I'm not talking about geometry, I'm just using graphics to describe this concept." Feng Bujue was still explaining in a leisurely manner.

　　"Crazy brother... No, Brother Jue! You don't need to tell us, really, you just need to understand these things yourself, and tell me what you can do now other than retreating into the door!" Long Aomin became another A person who calls Feng Bujue brother...and he is four years older than Feng Bujue.

　　"Actually, you don't need to do any special actions to restore the seal." Feng Bujue said so, picked up the two keys, and still held them in his hands, which did not change at all from the previous actions.

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　　"Hey! Isn't this just waiting!" Wang Tanzhi shouted, the monsters were getting closer and closer, and there was only a distance of more than 20 meters.

　　"This is a challenge to our courage. Let's see if we dare to stand until the last second." Feng Bujue can still laugh: "Hehe... This system is really focused on creating such a last-minute escape section of the bridge."

　　"Where did you escape! You're just holding the key!" Lonely brother also shouted.

　　"When I was in the police station, I said that the puzzle of the key to fire was too simple, so I take it back." Feng Bujue's thoughts jumped there again: "69185 is also another reminder, which is related to the word 'time'. When all the elements come together, we will know the answer."

　　"Brother Jue... right now..." Long Aomin hadn't finished speaking.

　　Feng Bujue interrupted: "The minute hand on the clock starts to rotate clockwise from 6, first reaches 9, which is fifteen minutes; then from 9 to 1, twenty minutes; then from 1 to 8, thirty-five minutes ; Finally, from 8 to 5, forty-five minutes." He still held the key: "On the premise that the minute hand does not reverse, that is, the time does not go backwards, 69185, it took a total of 115 minutes, and we entered the script until Now the game time is..." He watched those monsters showing their sharp claws or opening their mouths approaching, but he still said calmly: "If my estimation is correct, at this moment, it is... ..."

　　The flash of the key interrupted his words, and the bright light shot straight into the sky, even the gloomy air in the night seemed a little clearer. The two keys whirled upwards and embedded in the missing pattern above the gate, the divine pattern light array lit up, and the magic array of fire and wood was restored. The pentagram appeared again, and the door began to slowly close.

　　Those monsters were terrified, let out a heart-piercing roar, and dispersed in a hurry. They were much faster than when they came, and fled in all directions, almost like a charge, away from this square...

　　"Fa...what happened?" Long Aomin had already raised his shield and was preparing to meet the attack, but he did not expect such a reversal of the situation in such a short period of time.

　　Xiaotan, Lonely, and Lonely have completely fallen into a state of brain short-circuit. They were a little annoyed by the pressure around them and Feng Bujue's calm in despair just now, but at this moment, they don't know what to say. It's no wonder that they came back to life Such joy often has to wait for a long time before it bursts out.

　　"In the 115th minute, bring the key to the door, and the seal will be restored, that's all." Feng Bujue said: "As for the monsters, it's very simple, the system will arrange the encirclement to just approach the door at the last moment , It depends on whether we will be forced into the door. Those monsters surround us so slowly, just to create a dramatic effect when the seal is activated."

　　"If you collect both keys and come to the Devil's Gate, it will trigger the FLAG surrounded by monsters." Wang Tanzhi asked. "Then what if we come early or late?"

　　"I'm afraid it will be very difficult to get two keys back here at an earlier time. The difficulty of the script is arranged according to the strength of the team. We have already completed it very well, and there are only a few minutes left before the time limit." That's all. Don't forget that we are an advanced police station, and then we found out that there are missions, which saved the time required for a round trip. We walked back and forth on that section of the road, and it took a few minutes to get in. Later, it was really delayed in the shopping mall After a while, if I found the flashlight and went straight down instead of searching for the equipment, I might have saved a few minutes. However, it only took less than a minute to deal with the phantom monster, so I made up for it.” Feng Unconsciously replied: "In short, even if there are gains and losses in the total time, the dividing line established by the system remains unchanged. If you arrive here with two keys 115 minutes ago, you can play such a plot that appeared.

　　As for the late arrival... Naturally, he missed the sealing time, and finally had to be forced into the door. "

　　"What about now? We have already cleared the level?" Long Aomin: "Why didn't the system mention..."

　　[The current mission has been completed, the main line...] At this time, the system prompt sounded, but unexpectedly, he didn't finish his sentence.

　　[Ants from another world, do you know what you did? 】

　　This sentence appeared directly in the minds of the five people, interrupting the system's voice unexpectedly, and the voice that spoke was the clear whisper in the third darkness.

　　Feng Bujue alertly opened the menu to observe. Although the system hadn't finished speaking, the task of "Recovering the Seal" in the task bar had already been ticked, and a new task was added below: [Surviving the attack of Samodil 】

　　"Have you seen the new mission?" Feng Bujue's tone seemed to be no big deal.

　　"Is that guy tangible?" Wang Tanzhi asked.

　　"According to my speculation, Samadir has no entity, or, according to its setting, his entity exists in a higher dimension. If he wants to appear in front of us, he has to incarnate into something that can be understood in our dimension. Matter." Feng Bujue replied: "It's like the image shown by 'Swallowing Stars' is a wretched uncle in purple clothes. If Samadir wants to deal with us personally, he must first create a physical form, and then give it to us from the physical level. We hurt."

　　"Speaking in human terms..." Wang Tanzhi continued.

　　"Look, it's like that..." Feng Bujue said, pointing to a certain place on the square.

　　At this moment, the dark clouds had dissipated, and the moonlight covered the gravel road in the square like frost. Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and saw an unusually thick circular shadow with a diameter of about five meters on a piece of ground, like A black abyss into which even light can be sucked.