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Chapter 738: Chapter 291 Chapter 291 Return, Settlement Rewards [10,000 Words]
Mumu Ya’s face quickly contorted into a strange expression.
"Mr. Sen, there’s another additional task," Mumu Ya thought to himself.
"Speak," Mu Rufeng said tersely.
"He asked me to pour a barrel of formalin solution into the fireplace on the first floor," Mumu Ya contemplated.
"Formalin?" Mu Rufeng frowned slightly.
Formalin is an aqueous solution of formaldehyde, colorless and transparent, with corrosive properties, and its strong volatility of formaldehyde is evident as soon as it is opened, immediately releasing a strong pungent odor.
Formaldehyde is a compound of carbon, hydrogen, and oxygen, normally in a gaseous state with strong irritating properties to the eye membrane and respiratory organs.
The formaldehyde content in formalin ranges from 35% to 40% (usually 37%), also containing 10% to 15% methanol to prevent polymerization, serving as a preservative, a disinfectant, and a bleaching agent.
Medical students commonly use formalin to preserve bodies.
Formalin, being an aqueous solution of formaldehyde, would burn or explode upon contact with an open flame if pure. However, since the formaldehyde content in the solution is at most 40%, it generally does not ignite when meeting fire and tends, instead, to extinguish it.
However, Mu Rufeng had already discovered that the formaldehyde content in those barrels of formalin seemed quite high, definitely capable of greatly aiding combustion.
"Is there a time limit?" Mu Rufeng inquired.
"Yes, within one hour."
Mu Rufeng used his abilities to repeatedly confirm, making sure that Mumu Ya was not lying.
"You don’t worry about it for now, go and wait for me on the third floor," Mu Rufeng instructed.
Mumu Ya acknowledged with a sound and then left.
Mu Rufeng was now a bit puzzled as to why Mumu Ya was assigned this task.
He had already realized that the extra tasks assigned to them, the Contractors, were not from the instance rules but from Borrell.
Still, he wasn’t sure what nefarious plans this individual might be harboring.
With Mumu Ya’s departure, the storage room quieted down.
Mu Rufeng’s Ghost Hand ability had also been reined in as he carefully inspected the room.
If he wasn’t mistaken, the fourth fireplace should be in this storage room.
Sure enough, Mu Rufeng discovered the corner of a fireplace under a pile of miscellaneous items in the far corner.
However, Mu Rufeng did not foolishly attempt to activate the fireplace. Instead, he lingered near the ceiling, quietly observing a safe inside the trash can.
After one minute, three minutes, five minutes, and then ten minutes, the storage room changed.
A black fog slowly emerged from the corner of the fireplace and ultimately formed into a black Ghost Hand.
The Ghost Hand extended two meters, directly retrieving the safe from inside the trash can, and then moving towards the fireplace.
Mu Rufeng watched this scene silently without intervening.
After all, the heart inside the safe was merely from a corpse in the real world.
The real heart was still inside Mu Rufeng’s item slot.
"It looks like my guess was correct; there is indeed another mysterious operator hidden in the ancient castle, and it’s likely Borrell," Mu Rufeng murmured.
Then, Mu Rufeng left the storage room and went down to the third floor.
He deactivated his virtualization and abilities, appearing next to Mumu Ya.
"Now, onto the fourth round of the game," Mu Rufeng declared.
"Yes, Mr. Sen," Mumu Ya quickly replied.
The fourth round of the game was even more challenging.
In Mu Rufeng’s words, if one wasn’t smart enough, it was essentially a death sentence.
Because this round of the death game involved capturing a fleeing monster and returning it to its cage.
Those fleeing monsters were at least Level 7 creatures; how was Mumu Ya, a Level 4 Contractor, supposed to capture one?
Moreover, even if the six Contractors who hadn’t returned teamed up for the capture, there would still be no hope at all.
Upon hearing the game rules, Mumu Ya instantly felt as if his world had ended.
"Mr. Sen, those creatures are so strong, I can’t complete it alone."
"Mr. Sen, you did say you’d help me complete it," Mumu Ya quickly turned to Mu Rufeng.
"Do you know what’s the most important thing for players in the instances of the Mysterious World?" Mu Rufeng asked.
"Strength," Mumu Ya replied almost without thinking.
"Strength? Even if you’re strong, can you overpower the abnormalities and rules within the instance?" Mu Rufeng scoffed.
"Then... it must be wisdom," Mumu Ya thought for a moment and replied.
"Exactly, wisdom is the most important; just like when you first entered the instance, did you have strength? Was it luck or wisdom?"
"So, why don’t you think about how you can complete this death game?" Mu Rufeng said lightly.
"Should I release the imprisoned monster on the third floor and then capture it again?" Mumu Ya pondered for a moment, then answered softly.
"... Releasing a Level 7 abnormal entity. What, you want me to step in and help you? I have to be fair and just. I can’t break the rules every time to assist; I can only give you hints," Mu Rufeng stated.
Upon hearing this, Mumu Ya dared not speak anymore and his mind began to furiously work.
