Alien Knights

Sitting limply on the ground, Xia Shang was disturbed by various emotions.

Pain, doubt, sadness, incomprehension...

Burying his head between his knees, his hands firmly grasping the soil under the straw, everything in front of him gave this young man who had lived in peace and ease for twenty-eight years a huge sense of unreality.

What kind of bullshit time travel, fake? !

In those time travels in the TV novels, when the protagonists woke up, someone immediately called the Duke and His Royal Highness, asking for food and drink.

At worst, a beautiful little maid should jump out and shyly call herself master, are you awake? !

When it was my turn, there was only a thin body and a few hours of life left?

Trying to stretch his right hand into the empty darkness, Xia Shang resigned himself and said, "Invincible upgrade system."

Nothing happened.

"Universal golden finger."

Still nothing.

"Farming space."

"A portable artifact."

"Peerless martial arts."

"An old man with a white beard is fine..."

The only response to him was the sound of wind and snow outside the window.

After a few seconds of silence, Xia Shang violently threw the straw under his body into the air, and roared in a low voice: "Since I'm naked, I'll live and show you!"

Rubbing his chin with his right index finger, the first thing to do is to organize the information at hand.

According to the content of the conversation between the two people outside the door, the owner of this body, whose name was Todd, was silenced because he accidentally ran into the ulterior secrets of the two gangsters.

He glanced at the hard black lumps that had been frozen on the table.

Perhaps because of the low temperature and the unfamiliarity of the preparation, the poison that was supposed to be a fluid turned into a semi-solid and got stuck in the mouth. The original Todd should have died mechanically due to suffocation and lack of oxygen. The gangsters found that he was not breathing, so they put the body in this room, and it happened that Xia Shang's soul occupied this body.

Judging from the house structure, interior decoration, and dress, it is somewhat similar to medieval Europe, but the language used is not like modern English, but the grammatical structure is somewhat similar. The most interesting thing is that even though it is an unfamiliar language, I can understand it. Perhaps it is because the brain of this body still retains some basic abilities from the previous life?

In the end, it's a matter of time.

The gangster mentioned that in the early morning, they will enter here to start disposing of the corpses.

If at that time, he had not escaped, there was only one fate waiting for him.

First killed, then disfigured, then burned, and finally thrown into the mines.

Thinking of such a tragic end, Xia Shang shuddered deeply in his bones.

He took a deep breath and patted his face. Since he decided to live on, then let go of distracting thoughts and think about what to do next. First of all, substituting the original role into one's own thinking is a necessary preparation for living in this world.

Forget the name Chasanne, now I am Todd.

Then you can start working on the second thing, making an escape plan.

The small window under the eaves is too small, it is only used for ventilation and cannot be used to escape, so the only way out is the wooden door in front of him.

Using the tools in the room, it is almost impossible to break the iron pin on the door lock. But the wooden boards on the door look very old. If someone has a good hand, they might be able to open a big hole.

Todd stood up, and by the faint light of the candle, he searched around the room, and finally found a 50-centimeter-long iron braze in the stone stove.

Picking up the somewhat heavy iron chisel in his hand, he gestured towards the wooden door twice. Todd felt relieved that it shouldn't be a problem to smash these wooden boards.

Wait a moment.

It seems that I forgot a key question.

If these planks were hit, it would surely wake up the two criminals sleeping outside the door. With the light of the outside fire just now, judging from their appearance, movements and skills, plus the daggers, nooses, iron hoops and other objects they carried with them, they didn't seem to be easy to deal with. Relying on his own weak body, confronting head-on, the chance of survival is infinitely close to zero...

Is there any way to open the wooden door without waking up the two people and escape smoothly?

Look around at the objects at hand and the surrounding environment again, an iron chimney, a pile of straw, a stove for lighting a fire, a chimney leading to the next room and the roof respectively, a small pile of coal, a candle that is about to burn out, a wooden table, that's all.

Todd tilted his head, thought about it carefully, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to his mind.

From just now, my thinking has been fixed on the route of opening the door first and then solving the threat. What if the order of actions is reversed? How about solving the threat outside the door before opening the door?

Maybe it can be like this, and then...

Walking to the coal pile, Todd squatted down, picked up a piece of coal and turned it over to check it.

Then came to the stove where the fire was lit, opened the iron door at the mouth of the stove, and looked inside.

Finally, Xia Shang looked up and took a closer look at the chimney exhaust on the stove.

Similar to some old compound heating equipment in the countryside, the exhaust channel of the stove chimney adopts a fork structure divided into two. At the two-way bifurcation of the stove exhaust duct, there is a movable baffle to control the flow of air.

If the baffle of the branched pipeline is opened, the hot gas from burning coal will flow towards that pipeline.

In normal use, the pipe baffles leading to the next room and the roof are opened at the same time, so as to ensure heating to all rooms without affecting the air flow and preventing coal burning poisoning.

Glancing at the burning candles that were getting shorter and shorter, with almost no flames, Todd gritted his teeth and thought to himself, there seems to be no good way except this way.

Put a handful of straw into the hearth, light it with a candle, put coals in it, and spread it evenly with an iron rod; then close the stove, grab the dry and wet soil on the ground, and paste all the gaps; finally, completely close the baffle on the pipe leading to the chimney on the roof, leaving only the baffle on the pipe in the next room open.

After finishing all this, Todd looked at his hands covered with mud and soot, and listened to the crackling sound of the stove, sat on the wooden table, staring blankly at the still violent snowstorm outside the small window.

I have done everything I can, and now I can only wait for the results.

I don't know how long time has passed, the snowstorm outside has gradually subsided, the sky is slightly bright, and some sunlight is projected into the room through the animal skin.

Todd, who was sleepy, smelled a pungent smell while half asleep.

Slowly raising his head and opening his eyes, a familiar chemical term appeared in his mind.

sulfur dioxide.

Todd, who woke up suddenly, shook his drowsy head, and quickly stood on the wooden table, opened the small leather window, and breathed in fresh air.

so close!

Just now due to fatigue and sleepiness, I accidentally fell asleep.

The carbon monoxide produced by burning coal will combine with the hemoglobin in the blood after entering the human body, causing hypoxia in the body tissues, leading to suffocation and death. Because it is colorless and odorless, this type of poisoning cannot be detected at all. Fortunately, the coal used as fuel was not pure coal, and the sulfide contained in it burned to form irritating sulfur dioxide gas. In addition, the experience of being exposed to various chemical gases in the laboratory usually woke him up from drowsiness in time.

Looking out of the small window, the sun has already climbed halfway up the mountain, and the snow-covered mountains reflect dazzling golden light. Within sight, some tree trunks poked through the snow at the top, and a small icy stream. In the distance, there are mountains surrounded by clouds and mist.

If you are traveling on vacation, this must be a good place with excellent scenery.

But now, Todd is more concerned about the movement in the next room.

It was silent.

I remember those two people said that they had to come in early in the morning to dispose of the "corpse".

To be on the safe side, it is better to wait for a while.

The sun rose into the sky, and the white light reflected from the snow made people unable to open their eyes.

Counting the time, it should be about eight or nine o'clock now, right?

With the mentality of taking a gamble, Todd opened the shutter of the chimney on the roof, and the exhaust gas accumulated in the chimney and stove passed through the channel and rose into the sky.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement outside. Todd held his breath, climbed down from the wooden table, raised the iron chisel and knocked on the wooden door tentatively twice.

no respond.

With more strength in his hands, he knocked open a "small door" for a single person to crawl through. Todd knelt down carefully and walked through.

The first thing that came into view were two miserable corpses.

The hunchbacked man was lying among a pile of animal furs, a puddle of vomit flowed from his mouth, his skin was flushed but his expression was painless, and he died directly in his sleep.

The leopard-eyed man was not so lucky. It seemed that he should have been awakened by the smell of sulfur dioxide in the middle of the night, but due to confusion and heart and lung failure, he completely lost his ability to move after climbing a few meters towards the door, and finally died of hemiplegia, hypoxia and heart palpitations.

Smoothing the violently beating heart in his chest, Todd forced himself to look away from the dead body. While still holding his breath, he ran to the end of the room and opened the door covered by the thick fur, allowing fresh outdoor air to flow into the cabin again.

Throwing his head on the snow outside the house, ignoring the cold environment, Todd wiped his head, face and neck with snow water to help the body speed up blood circulation, while breathing heavily to speed up the gas replacement in the lungs.

After a while, Todd finally regained his composure, tightened his clothes, first looked back at the cabin, then stood up and looked into the distance.

Todd's hut is located on a desolate hill. Judging from the dried meat and furs on the porch, it is indeed a hunter's hut. At the foot of the mountain, one could vaguely see a group of low-rise buildings curling up from cooking smoke. The conspicuous sloping roofs and stone-brick walls of medieval dwellings made him more determined to cross.

Standing in the snow, Todd, whose limbs were numb from the cold wind, wanted to go back to the house to keep warm, but he still had lingering fears.

At last he mustered up his courage, climbed the steps again, and entered the hunter's hut.

The air in the room was still a bit tight, and the smell of sulfur hadn't completely dissipated, but it was much better than before.

Deliberately focusing on other places, forcing himself not to look at the corpse, Todd picked up a fur from the ground and put it on his body, finally keeping the warmth that was constantly draining from his body.

Todd, who was about to turn around and leave, inadvertently found a thin gap where the fur was just now by the light from the door. He got down and moved away other debris around him. Before his eyes, a hidden door and an iron ring handle appeared.

A word suddenly appeared in his mind.

"There's no way, who told him to see something he shouldn't see. 』