My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Chapter 165 Clues

Nick continued with a serious look: "Although the tunnel inside is not complicated and does not have many forks, it is also not spacious and it is difficult for people to get down.

Judging from the flight path of the strange object, the passage leads to a certain location in the town. "

Jason frowned slightly: "The perpetrator is hidden among the townspeople. This person also has a bunch of monster subordinates? This means that the clue has been broken again."

"That's probably it." Nick nodded and continued:

"Perhaps we can try the stupidest method and search all residents' homes. Maybe we will gain something."

Crown pursed his lips. This was indeed the stupidest way. If the patrol team is used to search, it is using ordinary people's lives to test, and they may not be able to find anything, they can only do it themselves.

The act of large-scale search itself sends a signal to the outside world, and the lurking enemies can leave calmly. In the end, it is very likely that the attempt will be in vain, and the mission will be considered a failure.

They couldn't stay in this town forever. As long as the perpetrators were not caught on the spot, the enemy could wait for them to leave and then come back.

He thought for a while and asked: "How far did the strange object fly just now? Can you calculate it?"

"No need to calculate, it's shown on the strange objects."

Nick took the metal dragonfly into his hand, sensed it for a while and said:

"It just flew for three minutes and twenty-six seconds, explored the passage of [-] meters, and then found a threat and returned."

"So magical? How do you communicate with it? Can I see it?"

Crown felt that the style of the world had suddenly stepped from the steam age to the intelligent age, but looking at the cold weapon sword in his hand, he suddenly felt extremely unreal.

"I'm afraid not."

Nick shook his head gently and explained:

"I exchange information with the strange objects through the touch of spiritual sense. I am the only one who has this authority. He only recognizes my spiritual frequency. The purpose of this is to prevent the strange objects from falling into the hands of the enemy and being used by the enemy. "

There is also an encryption function. Croun shook his head helplessly. Everyone's spiritual frequency is unique. Although this world has not developed fingerprint and facial recognition authentication, this spiritual frequency cannot be faked.

Nick carefully put the strange objects into the box, turned around and asked, "James, how many households are there in the town now?"

"There are about [-] households in the old town, and there are said to be more than [-] outsider households in the periphery. I don't know the specific statistics."

"At least more than [-] households need to be searched. If we search carefully, it will take half an hour to search one house." Jason curled his lips. "If we only relied on us to search, even if we found any abnormalities, the enemy would have been there long ago." Escaped."

"But this is the only way right now," Nick ordered.

"Maybe we can change our thinking," Crown smiled. "We can attack with fire."

"What fire attack?"

"To be precise, we use smoke. We dig a channel, light something that easily produces thick smoke inside, and then seal the hole, so the smoke can only go inward. If the smoke is generated in large enough quantities and fast enough, it will definitely Emerge from other exits.

Even if the other exits are sealed very well, the monsters inside will not have an easy time. We'll just stay here and wait for them to come out. "

Crown understands that the most deadly smoke in a fire can cause suffocation. From the dissection just now, it can be seen that the physiological structure of those monsters is not afraid of heavy smoke, but their eyes maintain the function of visual organs and are also afraid of heavy smoke.

"That's a good idea," Jason grinned.

Using this method, they would not need to conduct a search operation that was destined to be futile.

"I think it's possible," Del agreed.

Nick thought for a moment and nodded: "Just try this method first. James, you go back and notify the Sheriff, and send someone to dig out the passage and collect the materials that burn with thick smoke."

“It’s better to get a larger blower,” adds Crown.

After arriving in the Rhine City, he found that the blacksmith shop no longer used bellows but instead used blowers. If a large blower can be found here, it will be easier to transport the smoke into the tunnel.

"Yes, sir!"

James stood at attention and saluted, then turned and left at a trot.

"I want to see the house, let's go together," Crown said, still thinking about the hundreds of pounds of iron fencing inside.

No matter how small the mosquito legs were, they were still meat. He estimated that those things were worth more than a hundred gold shields.

The reason why Jason was called was because if anything happened, the two second-level extraordinary beings could take care of him.

"Okay, I just happened to go smoke a cigarette to add a little sparkle to this house." Jason took out the cigar.

Nick said: "Then let's go together and let's try not to be separated. What are you going to do?"

"I have some use for the metal on the second floor."

use? Aren't they all corroded? The priest murmured in his heart, but he didn't ask any more questions.

He picked up his shield and made a defensive posture and walked in front, and several people entered the house together.

The furnishings in the room were still the same as when they left.

Arriving on the second floor, everyone got into the hunting display room.

"Something was here," Nick whispered, taking a few steps forward.

After entering the room, Crown took a glance and found that the flesh and blood of the monsters he had killed had disappeared, leaving a few pools of blood on the ground.

He smelled it carefully and found no other smell, as if it evaporated out of thin air.

"Let's search again later." He no longer paid attention to these things. Evil spirits can do this silently. There is an evil spirit escaping here.

Crown reached out and grasped the iron fence in front of the window, releasing the gold-eating ability of the Fire Cube.

The ability of the second-level spirit control did not disappoint him. By comparison, he felt that the efficiency of gold-eating was more than doubled.

It only took him ten minutes for an iron window to be completely devoured, leaving debris on the ground.

Jason leaned against the window and puffed away. He looked thoughtfully at what his teammates were doing, not knowing what he was thinking.

It took another half an hour for Kroun to swallow up the essence of all the ironware and several copper trays in the room.

The iron essence obtained was equivalent to swallowing two hundred pounds of fine iron ingots, which was more than he estimated.

"Let's go and search again." Crown nodded with satisfaction. He planned to devour all the things that could swallow the essence during the search.

The group of people searched the rooms one by one. Where he passed, the doors had no handles.

In front of the attic, Crown shouted: "Be careful, I was the last one to leave this room. After I came out, I didn't close the door."

"Got it," Nick responded, holding his shield in front of him and turning the doorknob.

The door was opened easily, the human skin inside disappeared, and the writings left on the wall were blurred.

"It's so clean," Jason sneered.

"Let's go to the first floor. The patrol officers are probably coming soon." Nick waved his hand expressionlessly. "We'll see if we gain anything after we create smoke and blow it into the tunnel."

There really was no better way for their team to encounter hide-and-seek enemies.

Several people went down to the first floor, and Croun swallowed all the iron essence in the cooking utensils in the kitchen, leaving no trace of iron behind.

. . . .

At the entrance of the tunnel, more than [-] police officers took turns digging with shovels. There was also a large blower half a man tall and several large iron barrels placed in the yard.

With nothing to do, Crown walked aside to practice the Rock Breathing Technique.

Ilea is also here, and James' report attaches great importance to him. He immediately mobilized half of the police force to participate in the matter.

If there is anyone who most hopes to catch the initiator of the disappearance as soon as possible, it must be him.

He had been suffering from insomnia for several days. After the investigators arrived, he originally thought he could sleep peacefully for a few days, but unexpectedly the situation became more serious.

He was lying on the bed now. As soon as he closed his eyes, he felt someone standing next to him. If he continued like this, he felt that he would go crazy soon.

Ilea pointed at Crown and said, "This officer is really hardworking and makes good use of all his time. Looking at his movements, is he practicing the Rock Breathing Technique?"

Nick was slightly startled: "How did you figure it out?"

"Because my main breathing method is also this breathing method," Ilea said with great nostalgia.

When he chose the breathing method, his cautious character prompted him to choose this breathing method. At that time, many people laughed at him for how insecure he was by choosing the defensive type as his main breathing method.

Most of those who laughed at him are no longer alive, but he is still alive and well.

Seeing that a young investigator chose the same breathing method as him, he felt somewhat recognized.

Jason sneered: "Why don't you choose the offensive ability for the main breathing method? Are you afraid of death?!"

"How could you be afraid of death?"

Ilea's face turned slightly red, and his little thought was revealed, which made his old face a little embarrassed: "Didn't this young officer also choose the rock breathing method?"

In his opinion, Kroun was very young, in his early twenties. During training, his skin gave people a warm and stony visual impression.

He guessed that the opponent's breathing method should have reached the second level. Although he had not become a second-level transcendent, he still had these eyesight.

Such a young second-level transcendent should not have the energy to practice various breathing techniques.

Jason laughed "hehe" and mocked: "Yes, Crown also chose the rock breathing method. But his main breathing method is not this breathing method."

Ilea felt his face turn redder, and his face was so hot that he felt uncomfortable.

However, after all, he was a veteran who had been living in the world for many years. He quickly adjusted his mentality: "It is normal for people to be afraid of death."

Nick was worried about embarrassing the Sheriff too much, so he interjected: "You are free to choose any breathing method. I think the digging is almost done. Let's get started and prepare to light the fire."

As he gave the order, Ilea shouted: "Boys, throw down the things you brought and prepare to light the fire!"

The patrol officers will bring the big iron bucket down and pry open the lid.

Nick saw red powder inside: "What is this?"

"Sir, this is red phosphorus, which can produce a large amount of toxic phosphorus smoke after burning."

Ilea said proudly: "This smoke is enough for those monsters to enjoy."

The patrolmen piled red phosphorus powder at the entrance of the tunnel and brought in a blower.

A long, bottomless thick cloth bag was sewn into the outlet of the blower. They used the bag to block the passage opening and start the blower.

Ilea explained: "The purpose of this is to blow the red phosphorus away to avoid violent combustion and explosion, and also to send the red phosphorus deeper into the cave."

The patrolmen blew three barrels of red phosphorus into the tunnel and poured another barrel of vegetable oil into it.

Then, they took out rags of clothing, firewood and other sundries and filled a long section of the tunnel.

They also soaked the firewood in water so that wet firewood would produce more smoke.

Finally, Ilea personally picked up a small barrel and sprinkled a barrel of gunpowder at the entrance of the tunnel.

After the sergeant climbed out, the patrolmen sealed the excavation with wooden boards and sealed it with a thick layer of soil.

There is a round hole as thick as a bucket on one of the wooden boards, which is the reserved air supply channel for the blower.

The steam engine driving the blower roared, and James lit a torch and handed it to his uncle.

Ilea took the torch and threw it through the hole in the board into the tunnel.

After seeing the gunpowder being ignited, he immediately stood up and said, "Quick, put the bag in."

The patrolman had already been clever and stuffed the pocket on the blower into the hole in the board.

"Now, we just need to wait and see where the enemy reveals his flaws," Ilea said with both excitement and apprehension.

"James, take people to patrol the town. If there is smoke, come and report it immediately."

"Yes, Sheriff!"

James waved to the patrolmen: "Follow me."

Crown heard their words, ended his training, and summoned the Golden Wall.

[Rock Breathing Technique: 238/5000; Level [-]]

Nearly an hour of training gained 11 points of proficiency.

He took a sip of the holy water and sat in the shadow of the house to meditate on the golden light spell in order to quickly recover the physical strength consumed during the training.

The old police chief was very loud when he introduced it just now. He didn't expect that the old man could produce so much red phosphorus.

Even if those monsters don't have respiratory systems, they will never be better off if such a destructive thing is used. A battle may happen at any time, and he needs to maintain his condition.

In the past ten minutes or so, sporadic gunshots rang out in the town, surprising everyone.

Jason grinned and said: "I think our method worked. There must be a monster running out."

His words were quickly verified, and James hurried over on horseback: "Help! Help!"

Crown opened his eyes and saw his horse followed by a deformed two-headed hound.

Nick threw his shield and hit the flying monster.

One of the monster's heads was smashed and its body was knocked back seven or eight meters.

I saw it rolling on the ground a few times before standing upright again, and still pounced ferociously.

Jason rushed forward with a ferocious smile, and he and the monster passed each other in the flash of cold light.

When the monster hound landed, its body was broken into two pieces, and its only internal organ was neatly cut in half.

James stopped his horse in shock. He bowed to Jason first, then turned around and said:

"Sheriff, sirs. Some monsters appeared in the town, and their bites killed many people. Bullets have no effect at all on those monsters."

Ilea was secretly happy, this method is really useful!

"Sir, what do you think we should do now?" The old fritter kicked the ball out.

Nick asked: "Are there many monsters appearing? Where do they come from?"

"I rode all the way here and saw a lot of monsters. There were three places where white smoke was coming out."

"Let's go and see where there is an exit," Nick smiled, "keep the blower running here."

(End of this chapter)