Chapter 52: What has Czyn Werenski found?
Without his outright acts of lunacy, the calculative, calm Czyn Werenski was even scarier.
He still drove the car around the street.
He just turned off the horn.
So things were just coincidences.
For example, Czyn drove the car and hit a clearly different piece of land.
The ground made of asphalt should not be loose.
But this piece of land was loose.
If it was loose, so be it!
Just drive through it.
Czyn Werenski was a novelist.
His brain was different from ordinary people.
He liked to find out why.
So, he got out of the car.
It was not a sewer.
It looked like that piece of road land was not the sa as other places.
It felt like a seesaw when the car drove past.
Perhaps part of the ground had degraded over ti.
In his mind, if one stepped on it, a large amount of water would gush out.
The curious old Chai walked over.
Then, he used his sharp knife to test it out.
The tip of the knife was inserted into it.
This was not a tarmac.
“Man-made?”
Noticing the abnormality, Czyn beca excited.
At the sa ti, the program team also noticed Czyn’s movents.
If there was no one down there, the program team couldn’t be bothered.
If they found it, so be it. After all, there used to be a lot of fortifications in Russia.
Let the old writer Czyn Werenski keep guessing.
Unfortunately, there were two staff mbers resting inside.
Angelina was supposed to rest there too, but she was determined to leave.
So not long ago, she had been picked up.
“7782! 7782! Czyn Werenski has discovered your location. Imdiately activate the Ergency Plan. Lock the exit and put on the camouflage!”
“Understood!”
After the program team communicated with the two staff mbers, they heaved a sigh of relief.
In fact, every entrance and exit has been extensively designed.
As long as the person inside was locked, it was impossible to open it with human strength.
To put it bluntly, there was a three-finger-thick steel pipe on the steel plate of the entrance and exit.
How could a human possibly open it when the steel pipe was locked with a rotational chanism?
In the international live broadcast room.
“I have to say, Czyn Werenski has sothing going on for him. Although he can’t compare to Raymond, he actually discovered a hidden door!”
“This program team is pretty good too, how did they install the safe house on the main road!”
“You don’t understand this! In the words of the dark east, this is called darkness under the light. The more likely the place is to be exposed, the safer it is. However, the program team surely never expected Czyn Werenski to be so unconventional…”
“Oh my, this is so funny!”
“I was planning to co here to see the madman, but I didn’t expect to see this scene.”
“This is getting interesting!”
“I think the old writer will probably leave when he can’t get it open!”
“That might not be the case. The old writer is not so crazy anymore. He seems calr.”
“F*ck, Look, how relentless he is…”
In the live broadcast room, when Czyn Werenski saw that he couldn’t open the door with his knife, he started to think of other ways.
He drove the car and ca back in less than a minute.
At the sa ti, the audience also saw through his intentions.
Because at this mont, there were more than ten kinds of engineering tools in his car.
Electric cutting machine, electric pile driver, Chainsaw, Universal Cutter.
Without hesitation, Old Czy directly picked up the electric pile driver and started to hamr the ground.
“Dong! Dong! Dong!”
“Dong! Dong! Dong!”
As if they were renovating upstairs, the sound made the two staff mbers’ scalps go numb.
The program team imdiately saw the selling point and imdiately split the live broadcast screen into two.
On the left was Old Czy who was crazily piling piles, and on the right were two staff mbers wearing camouflage clothes.
“Wahahaha!”
“F*ck, I’m dying of Laughter!”
“I almost spat my f*cking my drink!”
“I can’t, I can’t. My stomach hurts!”
“The old writer has turned into a pile driver. Is this the depravity of humanity or the distortion of morality? Welco to tonight’s Big Show of the year. Curiosity has killed the cat, the musings of Old Czy.”
“This is amazing. The viewership ratings are about to explode!”
“I never thought that Old Czy would have a day when his viewership ratings would surpass that of the Thunder God’s Empire!”
“Old Czy, go for it!”
Czyn Werenski was working hard.
However, things did not look that good.
First, he had never done much physical work before. Even with Russian genes, his years of writing career had almost ruined him.
Second, a door that could be built on the road was very strong. After all, this had to take into account whether or not there would be a large truck running over it.
As for why trucks were even considered, it was because the construction of this safe house had started half a year ago.
They could not possibly close the road for that long.
Therefore, Old Czy basically had no way of opening the door.
However, his persistence was still very admirable.
After all, he actually spent nearly five hours for the door.
He did not plan to rest until he was almost exhausted.
Moreover, he did not forget to drive the car over and lean against the door to rest.
“It’s so strange! Why is Czy so sure that soone’s down there?”
“I’m quite curious myself. It’s as if he’s locked onto soone inside!”
“Could it be that Czyn Werenski has a superpower too?”
“No way, no way! Are all the superhumans in the show?”
“This… could this be staged?!”
“We can’t rule that out…”
“I’m not watching anymore. My dog’s more important, gotta spend ti with him. When Old Czy gives up, I’ll probably be back.”
“Your dog’s more important…”
“There’s no need to go over to Yamada’s side. He’s probably up to his traditional craftsmanship again. You know. Biological plumbing.”
“The Japanese people are really disgusting!”
The bullet comnts in the live broadcast room gradually decreased.
Even if there were a few hardcore viewers, there was still no movent.
At so point in ti, a sentence like ‘do you have a QQ account?’ broke the silence. Czyn Werenski’s live broadcast room suddenly beca a place for chatting and making friends.
At night, dopamines tended to kick in, so people were calr.
At around seven o’clock in the morning, the bullet comnts in Chai n Wurenski’s live broadcast room exploded.
“D*mn, Old Chai has found a way!”
“Not bad, using the car to wrench the pipe open.”
“It’s over, Old Czy is going to find out the truth!”
“I guess the program team is going to make a move!”
“All we need is a dose of anesthesia and we’ll be safe until tomorrow!”
“It won’t count until tomorrow. Anyway, it won’t be of any use, so we’ll have to cut off your balls.”
“You’ll need to recover after your balls are cut off. Angelina will take care of you.”
“Lina is gentle and warm. But this old man would want to kiss you in a different way.”
“It’s a pity that Lina is so thin-skinned. She picked up the key and prepared to run away.”
“Lina would kill you if you run away. Where are you going today?”
“The program staff will co to pick you up. Lina… Lina… I can’t f*cking make this up anymore!”
“F*ck, the netizens this year are really too talented!”
“If we follow this script, I’ll f*cking lick them until they explode!”
“Amazing, even Czyn Werenski doesn’t have your literary talent…”
“All the writers and poets, what the f*ck are you doing!”
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