Chapter 8: Ineffective energy
The latest website: Who is the owner of this place?
This is a very important question.
However, no one can provide Igna with the answer.
Through the light of the fire just now, Igna felt that he might have vaguely seen similar documents on the table in the room, but under the condition that the ability to "open the door" was blocked. He couldn't even go inside to find out.
"But I have already seen the room through candlelight. If there is anything of concern, I can use the method of dream divination to recall it later, so there is no need to rush for a while."
Igna suppressed his curiosity, upheld the attitude of being diligent and thrifty, and left the room that could not be opened without wasting the few resources.
Then, he turned and returned to the hall. However, Igna walked around the hall, but found no other entrances to enter.
The only way that seemed to work was the old wooden staircase that stretched upwards.
"So you can only go up..."
Ignat reluctantly came to a conclusion.
However, he is not too willing to make this choice.
"crunch--" "crunch--"
"Crack--" "Crack--"
"Crash-" "Crash-"
In the huge research hall, no one spoke. Therefore, the sound of the torches burning, the sound of my brother looking for his eyes and paddling the water, and the sound of the people patrolling upstairs shuffling back and forth can all be clearly heard.
Igna didn't forget that there was a guy on the patrol who looked like the patient who had just been looking for his eyes in the pool.
Moreover, the reason why he resisted going up this wooden staircase was that this "map design" with only one passage always gave him a feeling of being "arranged" and "deliberately guided" by others.
He has to go this way.
He has no choice.
This made Igna very unhappy.
Even if he knew that in such a space, being guided and arranged by others was inevitable.
Even, being arranged, being guided is the reason why he came here.
However, Igna did not want that moment to come so early.
"However, apart from going up, I don't seem to have any other way..."
After seriously considering all the abilities that he could use, and all the measures that he could take, Igna finally bit the bullet and walked up.
"I have psychological stealth. Just be careful and it'll be fine," Igna told himself over and over again.
Of course, even if there is something, I can handle it. Holding the Lemano travel notes in his hand and the army thorns hidden in the walking stick, the cold and heavy touch of the paper book gave Igna some sense of security.
With a cautious attitude, Igna stepped on the creaking stairs.
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When going up the stairs, Igna did not walk very fast. Because he needs to keep his pace as light as possible.
However, when he actually stepped on the stairs, he discovered that the stairs were more stable than he thought, and he also took time to observe the building he was in during this time.
According to the information obtained from the investigation just now, this should be a building used for research in the Quaternary Epoch.
However, the design of this building is somewhat bizarre and peculiar.
Because, in terms of floors, the building has a total of five floors. However, not every floor has steps to reach it.
For example, in the most conspicuous position on the third floor, there is a door that seems not to let anyone in, and there is no stair connection in front of the door. There are only two columns that resemble the tops of all stairs, and platforms that resemble small balconies.
"This is a bit interesting..." Looking at the door, Igna felt that the design seemed familiar.
"The designer of the space has seen the Harry Potter movies?"
This was the first association Ignat had made after seeing the stairs. Although there is no way to prove this idea.
The door on the third floor, although Igna did not understand the requirements of the Quaternary etiquette for patterns, but from his design, the place behind this door is obviously unreasonable for the owner of this space. the same important position.
Is it possible that such a door has no stairs to let people in?
The answer is of course no.
Moreover, in addition to this extraordinary door, Igna also observed that there were at least two gaps in the railings on each floor, and there were still two columns similar to the tops of all stairs in the gaps.
So, what is the role of these two gaps is self-evident.
"Similar to Harry Potter's dormitory, the confusing 'spiral' staircase." Igna quickly made a judgment.
"There should be some way to change this staircase and then open up access to that door."
Igna looked at the stairs and thought: "And the way the stairs change here should be different from the form shown in the movie. Now the wooden stairs under my feet are a whole, it is impossible for him to have a fault in the middle, or from Where to extend and graft new channels in the middle."
"It should be moving up and down and rotating." Igna thought, "and the mechanism is most likely on the upper floor." Because he has already been to the lower floor, there is no mechanism that can be touched on the first floor.
"If you don't find any clues that can guide you back on other floors, try to find a way to go there and have a look." Igna thought.
He just knows how to get out now, but he doesn't have a clearer purpose.
And the door in front of you is very suitable as a "purpose".
Thinking of this, after making up his mind, Igna's footsteps became a little more brisk.
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Even if he increased his speed, Ignat's footsteps were still very light.
He is also very careful, he is very cautious staring at the big-headed patient five meters away.
The big-headed patient was facing away from him.
The big-headed patient on patrol and the old man who was looking for his eyes had a lot in common in appearance. They were all tall, but with shriveled limbs, and wore patient clothing with a hint of restraint.
And also on the top of the head is a huge blood-stained hood that seems to be breathing, bloating, and shrinking. In the same way, there are old, unwashed layers of blood stains on the neck and shoulders of the large-headed patient on patrol in front of him.
Under the dim candlelight, Igna couldn't tell how many layers there were. He couldn't see exactly how the things on his head were breathing, expanding and contracting.
In addition, following the big-headed patient, Igna could smell the unpleasant smell of blood, sweat and body odor in their nose.
Ignatius followed him very carefully.
Even though he had the effect of psychological invisibility, he followed the skills taught by Instructor Hugh to hide in the blind spot of another patient patrolling from the opposite side.
Not afraid of ten thousand just in case.
Ignatius had an inexplicable intuition.
The smell of the big-headed patient in front of him made Igna feel that he was much more real than the big brother downstairs who was looking for his eyes. Because the patient in front of him is simply "full of color and flavor". And the one downstairs seems to be an emotionless repeater.
Then, right now. Not sure what exactly happened.
All I know is that it was too late, and it was so fast, Ignatius felt that the person in front of him seemed to shake his head, and then Igna heard a few sounds like waves crashing against the shore.
"Ah ooh ooh-"
The big-headed patient somehow discovered Igna's existence.
He howled.
At the same time, his withered, blue-black hands, involuntarily, seemed to have seen through Igna's psychological invisibility, and accurately waved towards Igna!