Chapter 4654: Desperate Escape (34)

While the others watching this scene were still savoring the teacher and student settling old scores, Stark was already anxious to the point of his butt being on fire. He shouted at Greed: "Hurry up and send someone to stop them!!"

"So, not only did you not seal the edges well, but you really didn't make reverse safety measures for that round disk?" Greed looked at him and asked.

"How would I know they would do this!" Stark couldn't help but say, "I've designed so many instances anyway; most people follow the rules, and even if a small part wants to make trouble, they won't be so... so..."

"I guess the ones you queued into were Batman and Superman," Joker sneered, "But then again, most of the people in the Domain are superheroes; there are relatively few lunatics. But meeting one is enough to give you a headache. Learned your lesson now?"

"Don't mention this, okay? What if he really jams the cage?" Stark was anxious. He turned to look at Scarecrow again, "The idea for this room was proposed by you; I'm only responsible for implementation; if it's messed up, it's also your..."

"The effects I wanted have already come out." Scarecrow said indifferently, "They are destroying things after the level is over, so it has nothing to do with me. If it spreads out, it's also you losing face."

However, Scarecrow looked Stark up and down, then said: "Although this is the first time the two of us have cooperated, I can also see that you aren't a good person. Do you mean to say that when you clear the level, you will obediently follow the rules and not make trouble?"

"That's different; that's me using wisdom to crack the mechanism in terms of mechanical engineering."

"Then they are also using wisdom to crack it," Scarecrow said, "One discovered your series circuit method through circuit delay; the other made a bold assumption, feeling that the pulley set wasn't arranged in the room above, but was placed below. They also have the execution power to verify their own speculation. Then you can't impose too many restrictions, otherwise it wouldn't be fair."

Stark was so angry that he sat on the chair. He pushed his mask, and Greed hurriedly stopped him: "Don't move; wait until someone comes, be careful of being seen who you are by them."

"I think in my current state, whoever comes can see who I am," Stark said unhappily, "At worst, let this bunch of lunatics come up and beat me up!"

With a "bang," a large door opened, and two figures walked in. The six people sitting in the back hurriedly sat up straight and adjusted the speaking equipment in front of them.

"Welcome to your arrival, friends. That you can reach here is indeed beyond our expectations. Please come in."

Superman and Batman walked in. It was another cylindrical spacious hall, but it was larger and brighter than the room with the scale before, and the lights were a bit dazzling.

In the center of the hall was a high pillar, and above the pillar was a huge thing like a lantern. And this big lantern was a hexagon, with six sides, and on one side there was a silhouette, and one could tell at a glance that someone was sitting inside.

And below these six sides, which was the ground part, there were six compartments. Except for the top, the compartments were all sealed, and above there was a mechanism that looked like it could rotate.

These six silhouettes wore masks, and the shapes were gun, tiger, wolf, weasel, chicken, and scorpion.

Although it could be judged from the tone that there were real people speaking behind it, their voices had been processed, and there was a very exaggerated dramatic tone, so it was impossible to judge their specific age and personality from the voices. And because they wore masks, it was impossible to determine who exactly was speaking.

"Oh, this friend, why is your pace so slow?" The voice came again, clearly asking Batman.

Batman did walk very slowly, because his strength had basically been exhausted. Superman looked very uncomfortable, but he still supported Batman, letting him walk steadily.

Batman slowly looked up at the six silhouettes above. They sat there motionless, and due to the angle and lighting, it was impossible to judge anything from their physique. But he roughly knew what the plot was talking about.

Secret room escape wasn't a human experiment, nor was it a battle royale to screen warriors; it was more like some kind of viewing performance. Each of their groups had a bettor, who might be the people sitting above, or the people controlling all of this. But in short, they were probably just for entertainment.

What was strange was that even though Batman was very weak now, his silence was still like a mountain, making the few people sitting above somewhat terrified.

"We seem to have really angered him," Scarecrow said in the team channel, "He will definitely find trouble with us when he goes out."

"If the sky falls, Joker will hold it up," Stark said, "What are you afraid of."

The Agent who was forcibly pulled over to play the role remained silent, only silently praying in his heart for Batman to kill them all.

"That's true." Scarecrow nodded.

"That's not necessarily true." Greed evaluated.

Sure enough, Anatoly walked into the room. The moment his face turned cold, Lucifer couldn't help but step back. If Batman was a silent mountain, then he was a storm about to sweep in.

"Who can tell me what's going on?" he said loudly, "What are you guys sitting above doing playing mystery?"

The people above poked each other, and no one was willing to speak. Logically, playing the villain in this link was something this group of villains liked to do very much. But unfortunately, sometimes good people getting angry were more like villains than villains, which would make the villains feel short of breath. Now whoever spoke would be like that primary school student brought to the office by the head teacher.

People like them wouldn't feel they were doing anything wrong. But people like Anatoly also had the strength and means to make those who didn't feel they were doing anything wrong feel they were doing something wrong. That wasn't just education in words; what if he climbed up later?

This wasn't impossible. Because the reason they went from last place to second place was precisely because of a hand of climbing skills.

Anatoly climbed up directly along the chain hanging the cage, and used his legs to hook the iron chain, forming a perfect lock, and then sat steadily in the air, and then pried the round disk open with a crowbar.

Then he came down and entered the cage. The moment the cage door closed, it should have been electrified and drained, but because it detected that the round disk had been opened, it started the elevator program, the electricity wasn't turned on, the water wasn't released, and it started to rise directly.

You want to say it can't be cleared this way, but he also had considerable skills. That iron chain was very difficult to climb, because the cage didn't have enough self-weight to hang, and climbing the cage would sway violently, let alone climbing the chain.

But Lucifer's weight advantage was displayed at this time. He sat in the cage, equivalent to the weight of two adults, which made up for the cage's original self-weight. And because it wasn't electrified, he sat inside with the door open, and wouldn't be electrocuted, completely able to help Anatoly press it down without swaying with the rope.

Secondly, how to stay on the rope for a long time was basically a skill learned by special forces. They could even use this skill to hang themselves on cliffs to rest. Although it required using things like buckles, Anatoly also took the iron rod down, so he could use his clothes to tie the iron rod as a safety buckle, and his legs only shared part of the strength.

Secondly, prying the round disk open was also difficult, because there was a positive safety valve. But Anatoly happened to be a crowbar master, tried several angles, tested an angle that was relatively easy to loosen, and pried it open little by little.

Don't look at this also taking some time, but it was faster than solving the puzzle. So they directly counter-attacked from last place to second place.

In fact, the real first place should have been Loki and Thor. But after they came out of the elevator room, Loki stopped Thor who wanted to walk in, and said: "Our speed is a bit too fast; being the first to enter isn't necessarily a good thing."

"That's true." Thor nodded and said, "The previous level was the earlier you entered, the worse it was. Although this level might be the opposite, perhaps they will also go to the end of the road. Better wait a while."

Loki estimated the time needed to solve this puzzle and prepared to drop their group to the middle, at least it had to be second or third, and the situation could be better than the first.

Their time wasn't very accurate, because third place was occupied by Harley and Pamela. The two of them played a fancy trick in the middle, but didn't delay much time, and soon pushed the door and walked in.

Seeing those six grids, Harley was stunned for a moment. She didn't pay attention to what the group of people said at all, just asked in a low voice in Pamela's ear: "Do you think we can throw the crowbar up..."

The few people above gasped. In order to have better light transmission, the wall material they used for this lantern was very thin, although it wouldn't be broken by a poke, but if they exerted force to throw a brick up, it might also be smashed.

"No. Just throwing it up like this, in case it falls into the compartment, wouldn't that be finished?"

"But looking at this appearance, it's letting us choose a compartment; falling into which compartment, we choose which compartment, wouldn't that be it?"

"We aren't the first to arrive; what if it falls into someone else's?"

"Communicate with them, let them throw it out, wouldn't that be it?"

"In this situation, it's clearly not letting us communicate; did you hear anyone speaking?"

These two little clever ghosts could only give up, and had to say again: "What are the rules? Say it again, I didn't hear it just now."

Stark really didn't want to repeat it to them, and really wanted to say if you didn't hear it, you don't need to hear it. But unfortunately, this game couldn't be played without six people, so he could only pinch his nose and say the rules again.

Simply put, entering which compartment counts as choosing which person's mask represents the identity. Harley came to the compartment door and pulled the door. Currently, the identities of wolf and weasel had been chosen, and the rooms of gun, tiger, chicken, and scorpion were empty.

"This is a typical food chain," Harley said, "It wouldn't be that big-eat-small game again, right?"

"Look at the mechanism above," Pamela said, "It should be able to rotate and put different things into different rooms. Perhaps it will be mutual guessing of identities, mutual attacks, etc.?"

"In this kind of game, choosing big or small isn't good; choosing the biggest will be restrained by the smallest, just like a hunter with a gun will be stung to death by a scorpion. Choosing the smallest won't work either; the bottom of the food chain has no face. I think we should choose the tiger."

Pamela nodded, and the two pulled open the tiger's room and walked in.

After the two of them, it was Schiller and Bruce. Their luck was poor, the exhaustion method delayed some time, and they went to mess with the mechanism, so they fell behind. ===== CHAPTER 4655 =====