307: Chapter 308 This can be guided?

He did not release the trigger until black smoke billowed from the cutting gun barrel and it issued an overheating warning.

He leaned in for a closer look and was instantly dumbfounded.

"Useless, Nobi Dahniao!"

Da Heibi touched the transparent material, "What kind of ghost material is this? Not only did it not melt, but not even a hint of temperature rose! It is ice-cold!"

"Move aside."

Nobi Dahniao stepped forward.

He drew his Melta Sword, and the blade instantly turned crimson, filling the air with a burnt smell.

"Ha!"

Nobi Dahniao exerted force from his waist, gripped the sword with both hands, and fiercely slashed at the transparent bulkhead.

"Clang——!"

A loud bang.

There was no sense of cutting, nor any resistance at all.

Nobi Dahniao only felt a sharp pain in the webs of his hands, and the immense recoil force blasted him flying backward.

He rolled twice in mid-air, heavily crashed against the bulkhead of the metal cabin, and then slid down.

He raised his head and looked toward the hibernation pod.

The blade of the Melta Sword was already curled and deformed.

Yet on that seemingly fragile transparent glass of the hibernation pod, not even the slightest white scratch was left.

"No good."

Nobi Dahniao threw away the ruined Melta Sword, rubbed his numb wrist,

"Physical armor-piercing will not work; the base defense value of this thing is definitely locked."

Dragon Strike stood to the side holding his shield, scratching his helmet:

"Health-locking mechanism? Forced indestructible item?"

"Right."

Da Heibi nodded in agreement, making an immediate judgment based on his many years of experience playing various AAA masterpieces,

"If the health bar were too long or the armor too high, we would at least get some scraping feedback when attacking. Right now, it is completely immune to damage, which means the developers never intended for us to force it open with brute force."

The three of them surrounded the hibernation pod and fell into deep thought.

"Without brute force, then what do we use?"

Dragon Strike glanced around this empty square room,

"Could it be a secret code? Or voice-controlled? Open sesame?"

Nobi Dahniao rubbed his chin.

"Brothers, let us change our train of thought."

He analyzed calmly,

"Since it is not a combat level, following conventional game tropes, this is definitely a puzzle-solving level."

"Puzzle-solving?"

"That is right."

Nobi Dahniao extended a finger and pointed at the smooth surrounding walls,

"Look at this room, a sealed space, an unknown device, a core NPC that needs to be awakened. Do these scene elements look like the escape room games we used to play?"

Da Heibi slapped his thigh:

"Got it! Find clues, find keys, or match the puzzle with a password!"

Hearing the words escape room, Dragon Strike immediately grew alert.

He shrank closer to Da Heibi, gripping his adamantium riot shield tightly in his hand.

"Da Niao, do not scare me. I have been afraid of playing these kinds of room escape puzzle games since I was a kid."

Dragon Strike spoke with a slightly trembling voice,

"Every time in such a depressing environment, as long as the protagonist solves a puzzle or gets a key item, a monster will definitely spawn with a crash behind you to hunt you down."

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and nervously looked around:

"You guys think, does this ghost place hide something too? Like that terrifying granny holding a baseball bat and covered in blood? As soon as we touch a clue, she drops from the ceiling and strings us up to beat us?"

"Have some spine!"

Da Heibi kicked Dragon Strike in annoyance,

"This is the Warhammer Universe, where would a scary granny come from? Even if there were, we have guns and swords in our hands. Even if granny comes, she will have to be chopped into minced meat by us!"

"All right, stop talking nonsense, split up to look for clues." Nobi Dahniao gave the order.

At the command.

These three tough guys instantly transformed into the humblest trouble-spotting masters.

The first law of puzzle games: do not miss a single corner.

Da Heibi sprawled directly on the ground.

With the searchlight on his helmet, he scanned the patterns of the metal floor inch by inch.

"Strange, how come there is no sewer cover?"

Da Heibi muttered while crawling on the ground,

"Usually, a rusted key or half a password note is hidden under this kind of floor."

As for Nobi Dahniao, he followed along the wall and began an abstract wall-facing reflection.

His entire body pressed against the wall, like a gecko, moving slowly along the smooth inner wall of the metal cabin.

His palms continuously pressed and groped along the wall surface.

He was trying to trigger a hidden mechanism.

"According to that dog planner's usual antics, there definitely has to be a loose brick on this wall. Pressing it should pop up a password input box."

Nobi Dahniao muttered under his breath while feeling around.

However, he felt around for two whole circles without finding even a single raised bump.

Dragon Strike held up his shield, responsible for guarding and support.

Looking at the empty room, he could not help but complain.

"Da Niao, this room is way too poor, there is not even a drawer!"

Dragon Strike complained:

"When I play Resident Evil, no matter how desolate the place is, there is at least a drawer with a four-digit combination lock, right? Even if there is no key inside, it should at least leave me two pistol bullets or a green herb. Look at this instead, poor as hell, how is this supposed to be solved?"

"If there are no conventional clues, use unconventional methods."

Nobi Dahniao stopped his wall-feeling action.

He opened his tactical backpack and began pulling things out.

A few alien bug carapaces covered in slime, a bottle of industrially synthesized chili sauce swiped from the Shelter kitchen, and a bunch of crystallized lizard fragments dropped from fighting monsters yesterday.

He spread this junk out on the floor.

"Combining items, the second law of puzzle games." Nobi Dahniao said with a straight face.

He grabbed a handful of crystallized lizard fragments and picked up the bottle of synthetic chili sauce.

"Heibi, did not you say this glass has no temperature? I will pour this chili sauce on the crystals to see if a chemical reaction can happen and melt the glass."

Saying this, Nobi Dahniao smeared the crystals mixed with chili sauce onto the glass of the hibernation pod.

The red chili sauce slowly slid down the transparent glass.

The Golden Men doctor inside the hibernation pod was still sleeping quietly.

There was no reaction at all.

"Failure, looks like the formula is wrong." Nobi Dahniao recorded the data with a straight face.

Da Heibi had already climbed up from the ground at this point.

He stopped his behavior of searching for floor tile mechanisms and cast his gaze toward the bottom of the hibernation pod.

There, several thick, translucent energy pipelines were present.

Like tree roots, one end connected to the base of the hibernation pod, and the other end plunged deeply into the metal armor plate below.

Inside the pipelines, one could faintly see light-blue luminous flows being slowly transmitted.

"Da Niao, the clue might be here."

Da Heibi walked over to the pipelines, squatted down, and observed carefully.

"This thing is definitely an energy transmission port, but these pipes seem like they can be pulled off; there are physical locks at the connections."

Da Heibi reached out, grasped the thickest pipeline, and gave it a strong twist.

With a click, the pipeline was actually pulled off from the base by him.

The port of the pulled-off pipeline presented a circular metal groove, surrounded by a ring of fine connection contacts.

"This is an interface."

Da Heibi made a judgment,

"I feel that this hibernation pod might be in some kind of energy-depleted state. The system judges that we must provide it with a matching energy source or biological signal source to trigger the opening mechanism."

Dragon Strike leaned closer:

"Biological signal source? Then where are we going to find that? Chop off an ancient ork's head and plug it in?"

"There is no need for that much trouble." Da Heibi's tone grew deep.

He lowered his head to look at the Power Armor on his body, and then looked at the metal pipeline groove in his hand, which was roughly the caliber of a teacup mouth.

Da Heibi's brain circuit at this moment began to race all the way toward an abstract direction.

"Since it is a biological signal source, are we not ourselves ready-made biological entities?"

Da Heibi's words were astonishing.

Nobi Dahniao was stunned for a moment:

"You mean... bleeding? Dropping blood to claim ownership?"

"Your framework is too small, Da Niao. What kind of biological signal is bleeding?"

Da Heibi chuckled.

His movements did not have the slightest hesitation.

He reached out to touch the armor buckle at the waist of his Power Armor.

With two crisp " Kaka" sounds, he directly unbuckled the lower-body armor restraint strap and took off the heavy bulletproof codpiece.

Dragon Strike's eyes widened abruptly, holding his shield as he retreated three steps in a row:

"Holy crap! Da Heibi, what are you doing! Why are you taking off your pants!"

Da Heibi ignored Dragon Strike's exclamation.

With one hand gripping the circular interface of that pipeline, his other hand probed toward his crotch.

"According to my observation, the caliber and depth of this groove can just accommodate a certain cylindrical biological organ."

Da Heibi carried out a tactical commentary with a straight face, as if discussing something profound, "This is called a physical connection, directly conducting data interaction at the genetic level. This is the true essence of a hardcore puzzle game."

Saying this, Da Heibi was about to slip that energy pipeline over his vital parts.

"No way, can you even plug in like this?"

Nobi Dahniao was quick on his feet and kicked Da Heibi right in the ass, sending the guy sprawling to the ground.

That pipeline also slipped from his hand and smashed back onto the ground.

"Is your brain full of water?!"

Nobi Dahniao cursed angrily,

"What the hell do you want to do? Use your hook to connect to an ancient hibernation pod?!"

Da Heibi climbed up from the ground, rubbed his butt, and looked terribly aggrieved.

"Isn't this because the puzzle is stuck? We have to bravely try various combinations of elements! What if the password to this machine is just detecting carbon-based lifeforms' DNA? I am sacrificing myself for art!"

"Sacrifice your uncle!"

Nobi Dahniao pointed at Da Heibi's nose,

"Look at how thick this pipe is, as big as a teacup! Can you even fit it on? Besides, the inside is full of nerve contacts and high-voltage current. If you really plug it in, you will instantly be electrocuted into a grilled sausage!"

Dragon Strike shivered on the side and nodded repeatedly.

"Da Niao is right, Da Heibi, this operation of yours severely violates the core values of the game."

He sheepishly picked up the bulletproof codpiece from the ground and reassembled it onto his Power Armor.

"Then what do you guys suggest? We have felt the walls, synthesized items, and crawled through gaps. Now we are not even allowed physical almsgiving, how on earth is this lousy box supposed to be opened?" Da Heibi sat heavily on the ground, irritably grabbing his hair.

The puzzle-solving fell into a complete deadlock.

These three reckless fellows, who usually only knew how to pull triggers, felt a deep sense of powerlessness at this moment facing a square iron box without any prompts.