Chapter 16 016.【Holy Sword of Physics】
[Holy Sword of Physics]
[excellent]
[The most suitable weapon, can deal with battles in various situations]
[In the abandoned capital, in critical situations, everything can be turned into a weapon]
[Not easy to bend, hard to damage, absolutely durable]
["Knock that damn bastard on the head with this thing!"]
[Price: 1000 Silence Points]
This thing looks like a crowbar.
One end is straight, and the other end has a groove at the bent end. It is a tool for picking nails, door locks, etc., and has nothing to do with the description of "Holy Sword".
As for why it is called the "Holy Sword of Physics", you may have to ask Dr. Gordon Freeman.
The reason why Lu Jian chose it, apart from the moderate price, there is no reason why negative descriptions are also important.
[Murder Weapon] Most of the weapons under the category are either cursed, attract the attention of strange beings, or simply make people fall into madness. It is too difficult to find one that has no negative effects.
Compared to hot weapons that are easy to hurt yourself, the stick is really the best.
When Lu Jian got out of the bus and followed the navigation to a wasteland, the [Holy Sword of Physics] had already been exchanged into his hand.
The length is about sixty centimeters, and the weight is less than three kilograms. It is made of some kind of metal that Lu Yi cannot identify. It has a hexagonal body, and the handle is wrapped with coarse cloth. Very powerful.
Every man can't resist the joy of picking up a branch and swinging it, and the same is true for crowbars.
Lu Jian tried it, swung the crowbar, and smashed it towards a raised stone on the ground.
click——
A small pit suddenly appeared on the solidified waste cement stone, and Lu Juan also felt the specialness of this crowbar at the same time.
In addition to being very hard, it can also effectively reduce the force feedback. Even if it hits something, Lu Lian will not be shocked by the reaction force and let go of his hand. Moreover, when he swings the crowbar, the force has also increased a lot. Use The skill of the crowbar has also improved, and it seems that at least it can pry open ordinary iron doors.
Just like a suona, some veil-like knowledge covered his cerebral cortex, soaking the entire brain with the trickle of this knowledge.
"very nice."
Lu Jian raised his head in satisfaction, and saw a dilapidated building on the opposite side of the wasteland.
That is the Jiangcheng Grand Theater.
The theater adopts a Western-style design, with exaggerated domes and gates, as well as European-style columns and decorations that Lu Juan can't understand at all. There are only stained glass that has been dim and dusty, telling the prosperity of the past.
This piece of wasteland was originally planned by the Grand Theater. Lu Jian read the report, and there was a plan for an art city in Jiangcheng in the past. A series of antique art buildings were to be built around the Jiangcheng Grand Theater, but it was also shelved.
The dome of the Grand Theater is no longer gorgeous, only the charred traces of the fire remain. After more than ten years of wind and rain, the entire Grand Theater looks extremely dilapidated, with moss and weeds everywhere, showing a desolate and apocalyptic feeling.
Lu Jian walked towards the gate. Suddenly, there was a sound of flapping wings.
A group of birds flew up from the roof of the theater, apparently using this place as their nest.
As the sun sets and the last rays of the setting sun shine, this grand and artistic building is like a behemoth in the twilight, quietly waiting for its own death.
There is still a little time before nightfall, and Lu Jian is going to go in early to have a look.
crunch——
The rotten wooden boards made a heart-pounding sound, and Lu Juan walked into the shadow of the Grand Theater.
The door was locked, but years of wear and tear and scavengers had cleared it, and Lu Jian stumbled in easily.
The originally resplendent front hall was dilapidated, the ticket office was in a mess, and there were some flyers of the performance on the ground.
According to the design drawing, several doors in the front hall are connected to the theater hall, and the left and right extensions lead to the backstage dressing room, preparation room, control room, etc.
There were no lights, the road was dark, and the two corridors were like the maws of some monstrous beast, waiting for its prey to fall into its trap.
Lu Jian thought about it and decided to take a look at these rooms first.
He turned on the flashlight, and the elliptical spot of light illuminated the ground. Unlike the outside, there were no plants in the room without sunlight, only cobwebs and dust.
As soon as the light of the flashlight shone, Lu Juan saw some kind of creature fleeing from the light and sneaking into the crack of the door.
Holding a flashlight in his left hand and a crowbar in his right, he walked towards the dark corridor.
The doors of most of the rooms had been broken long ago, and Lu Juan kicked them open with a light kick, kicking up a cloud of dust.
There is no sound in the room, with the light of the flashlight, Lu jian's sight moves, messy wires, overturned cabinets, moldy hangers, and... a human face!
Lu Jian twitched his eyebrows and looked at the mirror reflected by the light of the flashlight.
It was his own appearance in the mirror, his face pale under the harsh light, which was quite terrifying.
"Mirror?"
Lu Jian is a little curious, it has been abandoned for so many years, why is there still a mirror left?
Shouldn't they have been taken away long ago?
He couldn't help leaning closer, looking at the mottled, dirty, and cracked mirror.
Lu Jian in the mirror also came closer.
Lu Jian checked the mirror carefully and found that the mirror was glued to the wall, which looked like a cosmetic mirror.
However, the shape of this mirror is very strange, square, small in size, and facing the door of the room.
How can there be a vanity mirror facing away from the entrance?
Lu Jian saw that at the junction of the mirror and the wall, there was a little viscous liquid reflecting the light of the flashlight.
The liquid was yellowish-brown in color and thick in texture, like some kind of oil, but exuded a stench of corruption. Moreover, with Lu jian's gaze, he discovered that the liquid had just leaked out!
When Lu Jian realized this, he subconsciously took half a step back, and then saw himself in the mirror, that pale, cold, and indifferent self, smiling at him.
Bang Dang——
Unconsciously, Lu Jian smashed it down with a crowbar, and the whole mirror shattered. The Lu Jian in the mirror was divided into hundreds, and then dissipated.
He looked at the place where the mirror was originally placed. There was only a scorched black area, which was obviously burned by the fire. The oozing grease was gone, as if it had never existed.
The room fell into silence again.
"The problem here is the ghosts of the victims of the fire? Or something else?"
Lu Jian loosened the crowbar in his hand, but continued to hold it tightly.
"However, after the mirror was smashed by my crowbar, there was no follow-up. Is it because I lost the carrier, or the crowbar itself has the power to exorcise evil spirits?"
He knelt down and looked at himself in the broken mirror, there was nothing abnormal.
Lu Jian grinned.
The other side also smiled.
Faced with this situation, Lu Jian was afraid, but not completely afraid.
Fear is because of the human instinctive fear of death and the unknown.
Don't be afraid, because if there is really something dirty that wants to kill yourself, at worst, blow the suona and everyone will ascend to heaven together.
It is death anyway, who is afraid of whom.
He stood up and walked out of the room with a crowbar.
Continuing to move forward, Lu Jian checked the two dressing rooms in the dark corridor, but found no trace of the makeup mirror.
He came to the end of the corridor.
The crooked room number here has faded text written on it.
Control room.
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(end of this chapter)