The Earth is Online - Chapter 30

[Chapter Thirty]

Tang Mo directly pulled out the knife, and didn’t care whether the gophers would be summoned if he walked into the hole, causing danger. He walked into the third hole and dug out the dirt mixed with white powder on the ground.

Fortunately, Tang Mo’s rash entry into the cave didn’t attract gophers. He took the dirt out of the cave, put the dirt on the ground, and started to separate the clods from the white powder.

He picked out the white powder little by little.

Tang Mo has never been so focused as he is now, his face is dignified like water, he has not let go of every tiny white powder, and picked them all out. It took him an hour to completely separate the white powder and soil.

After doing all this, he immediately ran to the fifth hole.

An hour has passed, and the black-haired gopher that was fighting with Tang Mo just now stopped roaring. It had already left and disappeared into the depths of the burrow.

Tang Mo looked down at the dirt in the fifth hole.

Each hole is about three meters in diameter. When Tang Mo placed the plate yesterday, he put the plate on the left edge of the hole. At this moment, on the left side of the hole, white powder was mixed with the soil, and it was about to merge with the soil. And the plate he put on today also turned into powder, in a depth slightly farther from the hole.

Today the black gopher still ate this sweet potato.

With Tang Mo around, it won’t pay attention to sweet potatoes, it will attack people first. But without people, it will continue to eat sweet potatoes.

Tang Mo walked into the depths and listened to the movement in the cave with ears pricked up, and at the same time dug out the powder from today’s plate.

A total of three piles of dirt, three parts of white powder. Tang Mo will first compare the two white powders dug out of the fifth hole, which are powders formed after the ceramics were smashed. Finally, his eyes turned to the white powder dug out of the third hole.

Three powders, all for comparison.

“…Is it the same?”

Tang Mo squeezed his fingers tightly and looked at the three piles of white powder on the ground. These powders are all powders formed by smashing white porcelain plates.

The white powder in the third hole was definitely not placed yesterday, nor was it placed before six o’clock today. Yesterday Tang Mo carefully looked at the nine openings. Before 6 o’clock today, he checked the nine openings again, and confirmed that these openings had not changed from yesterday (except for the powder from the plate he put yesterday near the fifth opening), Then he randomly chose the fifth hole.

“I played with the black-haired gopher for about five minutes, and then rested for three minutes outside the cave. From the fifth hole to the third hole, it took half a minute at most.” Tang Mo thought, “In addition, I checked the third one before. At the entrance of the cave, there are still five or six minutes until six o’clock. At most… fifteen minutes.”

Within fifteen minutes, someone placed a plate in the third hole, and the plate was smashed to powder.

“There should still be sweet potatoes on the plate, and it should have been crushed by black gophers.”

Tang Mo put his hand on the tattoo of the big match, and he looked around.

At the foot of the mountain is a vast vegetable field, and in the dark night, the dim moonlight shines on the entrances of nine eerie gopher holes. The night wind blew, and the stones rolled gently on the ground.

nobody.

Not a single one.

But within 15 minutes around 6pm, at least one person had put a plate in the third hole and was crushed by a gopher. If this is the case, it can perfectly explain why there is a high probability of 80%, why Tang Mo is not waiting for a golden gopher at the fifth hole, but a black gopher.

Rule 7 of the game: If more than two holes are placed or the player and the food do not stand in the same hole, the probability of golden gophers appearing is 0.

A total of food was placed in two holes, and the two players were not standing at the same hole. How could he wait until the golden gopher!

Tang Mo clenched the match tightly and suddenly waved it. A match hit the big stone in front of the hole. Cobweb-like cracks radiated from the point where the matches were struck, and a dull thumping sound echoed through the valley. Tang Mo seemed to be crazy and wanted to vent his anger at being played by the black tower, but his attention was always on the surrounding area. Once the unknown enemy (maybe the player or the monster of the black tower) appeared, he would will attack.

But five minutes passed and nothing appeared.

Tang Mo put away the match, he frowned and thought. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and quickly ran back to Grandma Wolf’s hut and into her kitchen.

On the kitchen table, there are seven stacked white plates. This is what Grandma Wolf took from the cabinet before she left. Tang Mo saw her movement of holding the plate, and then combined with the rules of the game, he thought that these seven plates were for him to put food.

Two days later, he should have used up two plates.

Tang Mo rushed to the dining table and counted the plates from the bottom up.

“One, two, three, four… five.”

No less!

Tang Mo looked at the five plates, and after a while, he picked up a big match and walked out of Grandma Wolf’s hut. He didn’t go to the back mountain, he walked out along the mountain path that the gorilla took him into the mountain. When he came to the corner of this mountain road, suddenly, an invisible wall appeared in front of him, blocking him to one side, unable to move forward.

“Ding Dong! The boundary of the game copy has been reached.”

Tang Mo held the big match, turned around and walked in the other direction. This is the only way down the mountain, but what if he jumped directly from the other side? With his current physical fitness, he should not die by jumping from the halfway up of such a low mountain, and at most break his leg. But then he can get in touch with the outside world and learn more about it.

However, just as Tang Mo was about to jump from the other side, an invisible wall blocked him again.

“Ding Dong! The boundary of the game copy has been reached.”

Tang Mo: “…”

So from the official start of the game, his range of activities has become the hill of Grandma Wolf? !

Who is the other person who put the plate!

The hill was shrouded in thick darkness. Anxiously suspecting that there is no way out, Tang Mo calmed down and first recalled the eight rules promulgated by the Black Tower from beginning to end.

“…It didn’t say there was only one player.”

Yes, whether it was Grandma Wolf’s words or the rules of the game of the Black Tower, there was never a single sentence that said for sure that only Tang Mo was going to catch the gopher. Grandma Wolf really wanted her granddaughter to catch golden gophers, but besides grandma wolf, there might be other people who also wanted to catch gophers.

Tang Mo didn’t know who the other party was. It could be a player, an underground person, or a monster. But he couldn’t find the man.

The hill where Grandma Wolf lives is so big, standing on the top of the hill can see everything on the mountain, as well as the nine gopher holes at the foot of the mountain. The biggest possibility is that it is impossible for Tang Mo to see this person at all.

It’s easy to understand. Now Tang Mo is completing his game mission. He is playing a single-player tower attack game, which is destined to be impossible for him to have teammates. But no one said that other players could not be attacking the tower at this time, or doing a dungeon game with the same task.

“He also put the plate in the hole, and he should catch the gopher the same way I do. I can’t see him, and he shouldn’t be able to see me, otherwise he couldn’t have watched me put the plate in the other hole. If food is placed at the entrance of more than two holes, the probability of golden-haired hamsters is 0, and only black-haired hamsters will appear.” Tang Mo has completely calmed down at this moment, as he walked to Grandma Wolf’s hut, he pondered, “Did he also serve food on a plate…”

Tang Mo stood in front of the door of the hut, always feeling that something was wrong.

An invisible “companion” (both parties have to catch the gopher, for the time being can be identified as a companion), catch the gopher in the same way. The food is not necessarily the same, because Tang Mo only found the powder of the white porcelain plate in the third hole, and the food was eaten by gophers, which may be sweet potatoes or something else.

Tang Mo suddenly thought: “Don’t he want to catch a black-haired hamster instead of a golden-haired hamster?” But he quickly rejected this guess, “Black-haired hamsters like to eat underground people, not sweet potatoes. If you want to To catch it, you don’t need to use food to induce it, you can just stand at the entrance of the cave.” And from Grandma Wolf’s tone, Tang Mo felt that she didn’t seem to hate black moles.

Monsters don’t hate black gophers, only golden gophers.

Tang Mo closed his eyes and took a deep breath, opened the door and entered the hut.

There are three questions before him now.

First, who is the unseen man who put the plate in the third hole. Is it a player, an underground man, or a monster?

Second, what is that person trying to do? Want to catch golden gophers too?

Third, how can I get that person to put the plate in this hole of his own. If the other party is not a monster, he has to stand in the same hole as himself.

Heita didn’t say that there was only one food and one player, but no matter how much food and how many players, they all had to stand at the same hole, otherwise the golden gopher would not appear.

Tang Mo couldn’t answer any of these three questions.

An invisible companion, unable to communicate or get any information, this situation did not give Tang Mo a chance to find a solution.

“It won’t be so difficult. This is a game, there must be a clearance strategy, there must be…” Tang Mo slammed the door shut, pacing back and forth in the hut, “I can’t see that person, and that person can’t see me either. But 80% of the time, his mission is the same as mine. I’ll find a way to get in touch with him. Now that I’ve noticed this, has he noticed? How can I get in touch with him and get him to notice me… ”

Tang Mo’s footsteps stopped suddenly. He suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something, a very important thing.

From the first time he was pulled into the library game by the magic stick, to being forced to participate in the tower attack game, and then to the Monopoly game with a large number of deaths, Tang Mo has never been so passive as he is now, and he could not find a way to clear the game. .

However, this is a game after all.

There must be a way to pass the game.

Tang Mo slowly sank his expression, he calmed down, sat on the soft sofa of Grandma Wolf, and looked calmly at the pink jar on the coffee table.

The ceramic powder jar was exactly the same as before Tang Mo left in the afternoon, and there was no trace of being moved. Tang Mo’s eyes slid upwards little by little from the bottom of the jar. He looked at the rounded body of the altar, and at the pale pink that the moonlight shone on it. Finally, he looked at the round mouth of the altar for two minutes, and suddenly, his eyes widened.

“Draw a circle to curse you!”

Tang Mo almost jumped up from the sofa. He finally remembered that he had such a power.

Draw a circle to curse your ability, you can curse any object, you can only use it once a day, the success probability is 30%, and the effect is unknown.

When using this ability, you don’t need to know the specific appearance and name of the cursed object, you only need to know who the cursed object is – for example, Tang Mo knew that the person was the one who put the dishes in the third hole at six o’clock tonight. Then you can use powers on it.

Tang Mo leaned down, put his right index finger on the coffee table, and began to draw a circle. He gently swiped the first stroke to the upper right corner, and then swiped in the direction of the lower right corner. This time, however, as he drew the circle, his fingers began to vibrate. It took Tang Mo a full minute from the first stroke to finishing the crooked circle.

In the underground cave of the big mole, in order to prove that he has supernatural powers, Li Bin drew two circles at random. Both circles are extremely neat, as if drawn with a compass, and at the same time they are exactly the same size.

After copying Li Bin’s ability, Tang Mo only used it four times. One is to curse the stowaways who attacked Shibei Middle School, one is to curse Mario, and then two times are to curse the two stowaways who were attacked by him on Nanjing Road. When he started to use his ability, his fingers would draw a regular circle without his own control.

But this time, Tang Mo looked at the crooked circle he drew on the coffee table, and his eyes became heavier.

He seemed to sense something, and he took out his power book from the air.

Tang Mo turned the book to the first page.

[Ability: I am one spiritual field worse than the protagonist]

This has long been used to store large matches and cannot be used again.

The second page.

[Ability: Draw a circle to curse you]

Failed to use it just now.

page three.

[Ability: Find, find, find friends]

…

Turning to the fifth page, Tang Mo saw the “goblin, return my grandfather” ability. He walked out of the hut, looked at the silent and dark valley, put his hands on his waist, and shouted four words to the empty valley: “Return my grandfather!”

In the cold night, Tang Mo’s voice echoed in the Monster Valley for a long time. It’s a pity that only the sound echoed, and there was no fire.

Tang Mo’s heart suddenly fell into the ice cellar. He didn’t give up, he started to use other abilities such as “swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger” and experimented one by one. But no matter how Tang Mo tried to use it, apart from Chen Shanshan’s “super-intelligent thinking” ability that had no obvious effect, none of the other abilities that had specific manifestations worked.

All failed.

“This copy prohibits the use of abilities?”

Tang Mo pursed his lips and gave the answer in his heart: No, he can use supernatural powers, and he can take out a big match.

The act of taking out the big match from the wrist tattoo itself is using the “I am one spiritual field less than the protagonist” ability. This ability can be used, except that all other abilities cannot be used. Even when Tang Mo was fighting with the black gopher, he never thought that he would have supernatural powers.

Only now did he realize that he seemed to have forgotten that he had supernatural powers, and was just fighting the black gopher with pure physical strength and a big match.

“…Maybe this dungeon only allows the use of spiritual field abilities.”

Tang Mo temporarily gave an explanation. He threw the power book back into the air, and took out a crystal clear tear from his pocket.

This is “earthworm tears”.

Tang Mo decided to test whether he could use props.

Earthworm’s Tears are consumable items that can only be used three times and can repair broken wounds. Tang Mo didn’t plan to chop off his hand this time. He took out a knife and made a not deep or shallow cut on his left arm. When the knife touched the skin, blood immediately flowed down. The sharp pain stabbed Tang Mo’s brows slightly. He put the earthworm’s tears on the wound.

Five minutes later, Tang Mo’s powerful body as an official player had automatically stopped the bleeding, but the earthworm’s tears were still quietly pressed on the wound by him, without any effect.

Tang Mo put the earthworm’s tears back in his pocket, and took out Mario’s hat.

This afternoon he had hit the wall three times with the hat, got three things, and threw one of them into the pink jar in exchange for sweet potatoes for the gophers. Mario’s hat can only be used safely three times a day, and the fourth time it is used, the user will feel dizzy and have a certain negative impact on the body.

But Tang Mo didn’t hesitate. He put on his hat and ran into Grandma Wolf’s fireplace.

boom!

An old blackened silver ring fell to the ground. Tang Mo rested against the wall for a while, then bent over to pick up the ring.

Mario’s hat can be used.

The last item he had was a rare quality turkey egg.

Tang Mo took out the turkey egg from his pocket and looked at it solemnly. After a long time, he knocked on the turkey three times and said softly, “Mr. Fu?”

The whistling evening wind blew on Grandma Wolf’s window, making the glass creak.

There is no echo in the turkey eggs.

Tang Mo’s fingers holding the turkey egg gradually tightened, and he shouted again, “Mr. Fu?”

Three minutes passed and there was still no sound.

Tang Mo raised his right finger and drew an “S” directly on the turkey egg. With his stroke, the “S” on the turkey egg didn’t glow with dazzling white light like every time he’d used it before. But Tang Mo didn’t seem to see anything, he shouted the name out loud: “Fu Wenduo!”

The only thing that answered him was the sound of the wind whistling outside the window.

Ten minutes later, Tang Mo put away the turkey eggs. He walked to Grandma Wolf’s window and looked at the nine pitch-black gopher holes at the foot of the mountain. At this time, the pink alarm clock beside the sofa beeped, and its hour hand pointed to the “12” position.

It’s the third day.

“This is a single-player game.” Tang Mo looked at the third hole of the Gopher’s Cave from a distance, his voice was very calm, and his expression was calm. He came to the final conclusion: “That person, it’s me.”