Text-savvy, explore the copy

Chapter 12 Arriving at the 1st floor

It's been so long since the injury, so I should have changed long ago.

After all, Zhuang Cai didn't feel any physical discomfort.

He dragged the corpses piled at the door in, stepped over them and walked out.

He looked at the female zombie who was still holding the mop in her hand.

Judging from the appearance, this is an aunt with short, yellow hair. He was probably over 40 years old and was wearing cleaner's clothes.

He should have seen this body yesterday, it was on the first floor.

Staying alert, I looked around the corner of the stairs toward the first floor.

The zombies standing at the door disappeared, and the zombies on the corpses also disappeared.

In other words, there were only these 1 zombies on the first floor yesterday, and for some reason they blocked the door at night?

Deliberate mechanism?

Zhuang Cai didn't understand it very well, because this item was not written in the guide. If there was, it would have been written.

After all, it has basically been determined that even a LV·0 level copy may require a night's rest depending on the length.

Only when you go out will you know why.

Maybe it’s because the guide is incomplete.

Zhuang Cai came to the first floor thinking.

There are only 1 rooms on the first floor.

They are on both sides and are on the inner side. The two rooms on one side are naturally the rooms of the owner of this apartment.

The other two sides are not guest rooms, but rooms used by the apartment staff, including the security guard's duty room.

He wandered around the halls and corridors vigilantly, and after making sure that no corpse would get up, he relaxed his vigilance slightly.

An iron baton was later found in the duty room.

It's about the length of your forearm to your fingertips.

"Let me take a look, where is the clockwork?" Zhuang Cai muttered and found a copper clockwork from a drawer.

Fit the spring into the notch at the bottom of the baton, and then turn it a few times.

"I remember it was four and a half turns."

According to the instruction manual found upstairs, pull out the spring after 4 and a half turns, and then the handle can be rotated.

Turn it slightly and make a clicking sound.

"Beep!"

The baton made an electric noise.

Yes, this baton can discharge electricity, but overall it shouldn't be very useful.

After all, it is just a security weapon used by security guards, and its lethality is insufficient.

Unless something like electricity is very strong, it shouldn't have much effect on zombies.

However, he still held it and carried it on his waist.

Take it, just in case it comes in handy on the way back, although you may not be able to take it out with you.

What you can take out or what rewards you can get will only be known after you clear the level.

That's what it says anyway.

The introduction on the forum did not explain these issues in depth and detail, saying that you will naturally know it after you clear the customs.

No need for too much explanation.

"Successfully arrived at the bottom floor, the first task should be completed." Zhuang Cai muttered.

There are no prompts when entering the dungeon. If it weren't for the guide on the official website, it would be a complete loss.

But the tasks are all based on normal logic.

In this unfamiliar building, I naturally want to check the whole building, and naturally I want to go out and take a look.

The second phase of the mission is to escape from this apartment and head to the evacuation point 1 kilometer away.

The streets we pass along the way are crowded with people, which is very dangerous.

However, he had seen on the top floor upstairs that there were many zombies on the street behind the apartment, but there were very few zombies on the street in front, so the danger was extremely low.

According to the guide on the official website, you can reach it by walking straight to the left on the street facing the apartment.

It's a straight line.

According to the guide on the official website, the tasks in the second stage are very simple.

Because normally, as long as you run fast and have good physical strength, you can even run over.

On the contrary, the section from the 6th floor to the 1st floor is the real danger.

Because there are too many corpses, there are zombies hiding in them, and the space is small and the only passage is the stairs. "But don't rush out now, let me see if there are any treasures." Zhuang Cai smiled and walked into the craftsman's room.

Enter the room and take a look.

What can I say, it does look much better than the other rooms in the apartment.

Kitchen, living room, dining room, bedroom, toilet and separate washroom are all available.

You can also find a sketch of a woman on the cabinet next to it, framed with a metal frame.

This room is filled with mechanical elements everywhere, the beauty of exposed mechanical structures unique to the steampunk style.

Suddenly, Zhuang Cai saw something and walked over in surprise.

"Mechanical bird?"

He saw on the desk a mechanical bird that could only be seen in magazines before and could fly when it was wound up.

After looking around, I saw the clockwork in the drawer again.

Without winding it, it looks like a mechanical ornament.

I picked up the clockwork, turned it around, and started using it according to the introduction in the magazine.

Then the sapphire-like things on the mechanical bird's eyes shone faintly.

You can even see the inner core through the hollow mechanical structure, which also emits blue light.

The whole bird just flew up along with the wings flapped by the mechanical structure.

It flew to a height of one meter above the table and floated in front of Zhuang Cai, flapping its wings like this.

"It's over, how do I turn it off?" He only knew how to turn it on, but he didn't know how to turn it off.

After all, magazines are just advertisements, so a brief introduction will suffice.

Although the wings do not flap quickly, the metal structure is still very hard. It would definitely be uncomfortable to reach out and force it to close.

After thinking about it, he stretched out his palms to touch the bird's legs from below and lift it up.

As a result, he stretched out his hand and approached, and the bird automatically flew to his hand, and finally its wings stopped flapping.

But the bird did not close its blue crystal eyes, which still shone with a faint blue light.

Look at this mechanical bird.

"High technology? It's amazing." Zhuang Cai was a little surprised. It was obvious that this bird must be more than just a simple fly.

It can be seen from the action of reaching out just now that this bird must have certain functionality.

After all, even if it is a toy, it must be played in some way. If it just looks like flying, then it is just a decoration.

Looking at the bird in his palm, Zhuang Cai placed it on the table and left it open.

Start rummaging around the room.

Naturally, what I was looking for were various books, notebooks, and various carriers that recorded the owner's words.

"Hiss... what is this?"

I was a little surprised when I looked at a file that was flipped out in my hand.

This so-called file is actually equivalent to a random record on a notepad, torn off and thrown away casually.

He just found this from under his desk.

It was like it was thrown away casually, rolled into a ball and rolled over there.

What matters is not the location, but the words recorded on it.

Since he knew the text well, he could still understand it.

But the problem is that this text is completely different from all the surrounding texts. It can be said that it is completely different.

He literally took over the whole apartment.

In such a society, there are naturally a lot of books, even though most of them seem to be relatively expensive.

But it can be seen that there is printing technology.

But the problem is that even though there are different words in them, most of them can be seen and there are many similarities.

The comparison can be likened to the various uses of English in different countries, as well as the variations.

But the problem is that the text he sees in his hand now looks like the difference between Chinese and English.

Just by looking at the writing, you can see other differences.

What's even more outrageous are some of the words casually recorded above.

After reading the above text carefully, Zhuang Cai suddenly realized.

"So it is, so it is."

(End of this chapter)