Chapter 119 - Narrative Cage (Part 3)
Chapter 199 of "Player Reload" starts with unexpected events: Chapter 119: Chapter 113 Narrative Cage (Part 3)Li Cheng pressed his knuckles, resetting his thumb,... Find out more!
Chapter 119: Chapter 113 Narrative Cage (Part 3)Li Cheng pressed his knuckles, resetting his thumb, then picked up the handcuffs, attempting to stash them in the Backpack.
A system prompt popped up in front of him, informing him that he did not own this item.
"Fair enough," Li Cheng tossed the handcuffs onto the bed, then glanced down at the shackles. They worked much like handcuffs, but due to the smaller gap, he couldn’t slip out by dislocating his bones. Unless he used a knife to carve off his anklebone and then smeared the wound with Healing Gel.
"The cell door and the handcuffs are made of the same alloy material, indestructible. The lock cylinder is an 8-tumbler C-grade core; it would take at least two to three hours to pick.
Given that the system has set the objective of escaping from the solitary cell, it means that everything I need for an Escape should be available here in the cell, even if the inmate next door is unwilling to help."
Li Cheng rubbed his palms and began to
"Bingo."
Li Cheng whistled, took the book out, brushed away the coconut fiber debris sticking to it, and examined it under the light.
Then he couldn’t help but tighten up.
The book was hardcover bound, its surface decorated with an intricate and ornate black and gold-patterned design, and in the center was a portrait of a saintly figure with an indistinct face. She was robed, her hands spread out, her head slightly bowed, and her eyes looked down lovingly at all life.
The title of the book was "Firewood Scripture." It appeared to be a serious religious text, but the blurb on the bottom of the book was quite frivolous.
In the background of the blurb were countless portraits of readers who looked bizarre and obviously alien, each holding a book, their smiles twisted and sick, their eyes emitting a light as piercing as Spursheim rays.
Literally light in their eyes.
"What’s going on? Is this book some sort of Brainwashing Bible from the Cosmic Era, and I have a feeling something bad will happen if I open it..."
Li Cheng’s brow twitched wildly; the side of the book was equipped with a three-digit number lock, and the back was coated with a tar-like black viscous substance.
The substance was very hard to remove, and underneath it was a faint trace of some kind of writing. Likely the code for the number lock.
Li Cheng tried to spin the number lock, entering 000, he failed as expected, and there was a not so subtle click from inside the lock core, giving off an ominous feeling that if the correct code wasn’t entered within a certain number of attempts, it would self-destruct.