mijobooks Chapter 108 On the bright side, one could practice bone conduction...
Chapter 108 On the bright side, one could practice bone conduction...
Chapter 108 On the bright side, one could practice bone conduction...
Are you sure it's this apartment?
Bai Hui remained silent for a long time before confirming again.
He thought carefully about why he had previously thought that the apartment Li Youmo needed was in Unit 3 of Building 55.
The reason is that the price of apartments in Huimin Community will only decrease if outsiders come in and jump off the roof without even seeing the apartment.
Furthermore, Bai Hui had digested a small portion of Ji Mutong's inner demons and knew that before this guy became a pseudo-human, he had indeed been to Unit 3, Building 55 of Huimin Community.
The reason why Ji Mutong brought about his own destruction was not only because he was defeated by Bai Hui in public, but more importantly because there was a powerful figure behind him pushing him to his doom.
It's highly likely that he's the principal of No. 1 Middle School.
Adding to Li Youmo's previous statement, his principal grandfather forced him to come to Huimin Residential Area to obtain a special housing bag—
The principal, who held a high position, was also suspected of instigating Ji Mutong to enter Huimin Community ahead of time to investigate the situation.
Therefore, Bai Hui and his friends concluded that the special room was located in Building 55 of the second-year high school area.
Bai Hui briefly reviewed the cause and effect in his mind and couldn't help but rub his temples.
These inferences seem reasonable at first glance.
But at this moment, after truly facing "Room 104", Bai Hui subconsciously wanted to overturn his own reasoning.
There is probably some misunderstanding here.
Or perhaps—Li Youmo and the others have made a mistake?
It might still be this building, this unit, but not room 104?
This is made entirely of concrete; is it even habitable?
However, Li Youmo said, "My grandfather secretly planted a seed of evil in my heart. Before coming here, there was no reaction, but after coming into contact with this house, the seed of evil exploded—"
It not only replenished the mental energy I had been depleting so far, but also allowed me to confirm that this was the house.
Bai Hui remained silent.
Li Youmo shrugged and continued, "But even if we confirm it, it's useless if we can't get in—Brother Hui, do you have any ideas?"
"I?"
Bai Hui raised his hand and touched the cold cement wall.
The "104 mortgage slaves" remained silent and unresponsive from beginning to end.
It's like cement seeping into your brain, making you lose the ability to think—this kind of house—wait, what?
Bai Hui suddenly realized that it was normal for a house not to think or speak!
"I'll give it a try—"
Bai Hui took a deep breath, clenched his fists loosely, and gave a low shout.
In an instant, Bai Hui condensed a long-handled hammer.
This hammer has a round front and a flat back, with six corners, and is twice the size of a human head. It is a weapon from "Bear Bear High School" with the appearance of "Unexpected Ghost".
According to the senior students, even if they can't find a good job later, this skill in military formations alone can earn them a living on construction sites.
If you apply for a civil engineering major in the future, displaying this military formation might even earn you extra points!
Bai Hui shook his head, temporarily clearing his chaotic thoughts—
He devoured many of the soldier forms of senior students from various schools, which contained a large number of different people's emotions and thoughts, resulting in Bai Hui now having only 15 points of sanity left.
Of course, it's not without its advantages. At least for now, his mental energy is still at its maximum. Not only has it not been depleted, but it's even slightly overloaded!
Although it was a bit troublesome to digest, and even caused a slight upset stomach.
However, in terms of battery life, there's really nothing to complain about.
He swung the sledgehammer and smashed it hard against the concrete wall. "Bang!!!"
Amidst the deafening roar, the cement wall was smashed open by Bai Hui, cracking extensively. Judging from the cracks alone, the force was several times greater than Li Youmo's previous power!
But that was all. Cement slurry spilled out rapidly. Bai Hui finished smashing and put away the hammer. Before the second hammer blow could be delivered, the cracks healed quickly!
"Brother Hui, brute force won't work, we've tried it before—but isn't there something wrong with your strength?"
"The Unprovoked Ghost Form is originally a power-type military formation."
"That's true—"
Li Youmo nodded.
The four stood in front of the door, lost in thought.
Bai Hui originally planned to take off the pouch hanging from his waist and let everyone choose one they liked, so that even if they didn't get anything in return, it wouldn't be a wasted trip.
After all, these are all apartments in the second-year high school area. Although they are unusual apartments and cannot be sold at normal prices, their internal area is indeed larger than that of the first-year high school area.
Suddenly, Bai Hui had a flash of inspiration. He recalled the scene he had witnessed in the first-year high school area, where a mortgage slave was being fought over and devoured by other mortgage slaves. He then combined this with his current understanding of the strange logic behind mortgage slaves...
He casually pulled a pouch from his waist, tossed it into the air, then snatched the unsuspecting ghost, and while the pouch was suspended in mid-air, slammed it down again with a loud "Bang!!!"
Having suffered a heavy blow and temporarily deprived of supplies, the bag of fur instantly developed obvious cracks.
Under the invasion of the Heart Demon, its inner space was leaked out.
The concrete walls of "Room 104" follow the strange logic of mortgage slaves, instinctively and rapidly absorbing these "leaked" "room pocket spaces"!
As a result, the interior space of "Room 104" has begun to increase!
Even the supposedly 100% utilized interior space now shows obvious gaps!
"Haha! It really works!"
Bai Hui was overjoyed and casually tossed up seventeen or eighteen more pouches. As he moved, the "ghostly appearance" vanished, and his inner demons condensed into a longsword-like weapon, the Silver Shuttle, piercing the air!
He held a long sword and thrust out repeatedly, accurately piercing through each of the pockets!
The interior space of "Room 104" is growing at a rapid pace!
But the cement seemed to have "come to its senses" and began to leak violently, flowing freely and filling the gaps.
"Seize the opportunity!"
The incident happened suddenly and the situation was urgent. Bai Hui casually destroyed a few more house bags. Anyway, he got them by chance, and he couldn't carry so many house bags. He might as well use them.
Based on his own insights and borrowing the strange logic of mortgage slaves, he created a situation that "restrained" the filling of space by increasing the interior space!
"Rush!"
Seeing that Bai Hui had gone to such lengths, Li Youmo didn't dare to linger or think too much. With a swift movement, he rushed into the doorway.
Feng Jue and He Qing were similar.
Bai Hui followed closely behind.
So, the four of them rushed into the house before the cement inside Room 104 could completely fill all the interior space!
Therefore, they subconsciously wanted to breathe a sigh of relief.
However, it was unsuccessful.
The intense feeling of suffocation and the inability to move their bodies that followed made the four realize—
"Oh no! How do we get out?!"
He Qing came to his senses and frantically channeled his internal energy.
However, the cement had already been refilled and even hardened.
Unable to move his limbs, he couldn't even use his martial arts skills!
How can we even talk about escaping this predicament?!
Forget about escaping; they don't even know where each other is or can see anything.
Their actions just now were as if they had racked their brains to build themselves into the situation—
Feng Jue struggled desperately, his bones, covered in ice crystals, scraping and grinding against each other, producing a sickening, tooth-grinding sound.
"Um...are we going to die?"
"Don't panic! Let me think of something!"
Bai Hui was in better condition; his bones throbbed, making his speech clearer. His body, trembling and enveloped in cement, responded, "On the bright side, I think we could practice bone conduction sound transmission; the effect should be quite good—"
He Qing struggled to adapt, his muscles and bones creaking faintly as he asked, "Does anyone know the Turtle Breathing Technique?"
How can we solve the breathing problem?
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