Otherwise, you are just shifting around, but you don’t know what you’re shifting.
"Don’t copy! Don’t try, it’s not going to work that way."
Wen Xishu squatted on the ground and began to close his eyes.
He was clearly pondering a way to break the stalemate.
"Damn it, why is my luck so bad? As soon as we opened it, we got the hand!"
Rarely, Wen Xishu began to blame his teammates.
But Wen Xishu immediately realized that wasn’t right; blaming others was a sign of giving up.
"Everyone be quiet now, and nobody touch the jars!"
Wen Xishu issued a command.
As long as the jars were not opened, the hand couldn’t exert its power. Wen Xishu tried to burn the hand with the candle flame...
But unfortunately, although the hand was burning, it didn’t immediately crawl back into the mural.
It allowed the pain of burning to erode it, but at this moment, it clearly enjoyed Wen Xishu’s despair even more.
I can decide what card you draw next time.
I can slowly negate your every advantage.
I want to relish your despair, I want to watch you die!
I want to slaughter all your teammates!
At this moment, the burning hand began to make a gesture; it was a contemptuous finger.
That hand’s thumb lifted the entire hand.
"Damn it, it’s flipping us off..." Zheng Zai wanted to eat the hand.
Wen Xishu was unmoved.
He had calmed down completely.
Ling Fu noticed the change in Wen Xishu’s expression and guessed that at some moment, Wen Xishu must have encountered a huge blow.
What on earth is the hand’s effect?
"Can you tell us, what on earth is the effect of this hand?" Ling Fu decided to ask directly.
Wen Xishu did not hide it and described the hand’s effect word for word.
Clearly, as Wen Xishu described it, the atmosphere in the cellar slowly became desperate.
When Wen Xishu finished, finally someone realized the problem and wailed:
"Then... haven’t we already lost?"
"Zhang Xiaoheng, you bastard, why is your luck so bad?"
"Damn it, that idiot Oceania actually kept a secret hand."
In the impression of the others, the items from the Shoe Woman were all piled up in those twenty jars.
So opening this hand really was keeping a secret hand in a both mental and physical sense.
The crowd started to become chaotic, some began to curse Zhang Xiaoheng who opened the hand, and some began to wail.
Ling Fu turned pale.
He was the smartest and most aware of how impossible this situation was. No matter how he thought about it, this situation was unsolvable.
Copy? The only variable seemed to be Ah Miao.
But he soon went through the same thought process as Wen Xishu, and ultimately found that even if they copied this hand, it would be of no avail.
"Oyel! I’m begging you! Give me the key! I’m begging you!" A woman’s crying voice in the crowd attracted Wen Xishu’s attention.
Wen Xishu looked over, oh, it was Oyel who had just opened ten jars in a row. The woman Oyel pursued had now become Oyel’s lapdog.
Wen Xishu had no doubt, at this moment, if Oyel were willing to give the key, the woman would gladly strip off her clothes and be with Oyel on the spot.
After all, in the current situation, humanity seemed to have already lost.
At this moment, the person with the key would be the biggest winner.
After all, with the key, one could escape.
Wait!
Wen Xishu seemed to have captured something.
A key!
At this moment, like a flash of light, something struck Wen Xishu’s mind, and his eyes instantly brightened!
"Damn it! We haven’t lost! We’ve won! We’ve won! Hahahahahaha, a key! I figured it out! The key!"
Wen Xishu showed an expression of wild joy. Ah Miao had never seen Ah Shu so out of control.
In fact, if this task had only involved Wen Xishu alone, he probably wouldn’t have been this happy.
But just now, he attributed humanity’s failure fundamentally to himself.
He didn’t believe it was Zhang Xiaoheng’s luck that caused it, but rather himself being too incompetent for not finding a way to break the curse before disaster struck.
Unconsciously, Wen Xishu had already begun to take on some responsibilities, perhaps for those calling him "Master Wen Xishu".
Or perhaps because Ayoovic would rather die than betray him.
So, when Wen Xishu thought of a way to save everyone, he was overly excited!
"Hahahahahaha! Shoe Woman, I won! I won!!"
Wen Xishu shouted, attracting everyone’s eyes.
Ling Fu, Yue Yun trio, Zheng Zai, Ah Miao, Lang Haidu, and also Zhang Xiaoheng who had self-blamed recently, along with Oyel and others, all their eyes fell on Wen Xishu.
"This... Ah Shu, what’s wrong with you?"
"Younger Brother Wen, why are you so happy?"
Ling Fu was puzzled:
"Is there really a way to break this situation?"
Wen Xishu said:
"I was just thinking about which item to copy, for example, if an ear is opened, can I copy the ear? Although Ah Miao can’t see it, I can see it..."
"But this isn’t the killer move."
Everyone didn’t quite understand.
Wen Xishu said:
"The real killer move is the sheepskin paper! The sheepskin paper with the upper and lower volumes!"
When they heard the sheepskin paper, even the left hand of the Shoe Woman, which was giving a thumbs down in the fire, suddenly stopped moving.
Wen Xishu said:
"Not long ago, I got a piece of sheepskin paper, to be precise, half of it."
"The sheepskin paper records a very complex ritual. In the memory of the Shoe Woman, it’s a spell that can absorb a certain kind of power, this power is the power of the shoes!"
"Find the complete piece of sheepskin paper, and humanity wins; we can kill the Shoe Woman."
"And I have found it! The upper half of the sheepskin paper and the lower half of the sheepskin paper will not be far apart!"
"This is the puzzle, so I was thinking about how to find the lower half of the sheepskin paper."
"The clue is ’far’."
"Hahahahaha! I originally thought the two diagonals of the cellar were far, but I was wrong, that wasn’t far enough!"
"If that were the case, the sheepskin paper would have been found long ago!"
"But now, I know how to use distance to find the jar containing the other piece of sheepskin paper!"
Ling Fu squinted:
"You mean... the key?"
Wen Xishu praised:
"Yes, the key!"
Ling Fu didn’t understand:
"You plan to have someone take the sheepskin paper and leave here through the key?"
"In that case, the upper and lower parts of the sheepskin paper will be extremely far apart."
"The jar containing the lower part of the sheepskin paper will surely react!"
Wen Xishu nodded:
"Yes."
Ling Fu shook his head and said:
"But in that case, wouldn’t the two pieces of sheepskin paper be separated? Even if you remember all the contents... But clearly, the two pieces need to be pieced together for some power to take effect, right?"
Wen Xishu smiled, a very mysterious smile:
"Who said there are only two pieces of sheepskin paper?"