He immediately used Data Vision to see through the wall, but behind it was a white light produced by the system's shielding.

In a sense, this was a good sign, because it usually meant that something quite important was hidden behind the wall… This made Brother Jue's determination to break through the wall even stronger.

The problem now was, how to break it?

If it were before, Feng Bujue could have used Lingxi Finger to poke a hole the size of an apple in the wall, then stuffed a grenade from the Endless Grenade Case into it, and easily blow up the wall.

But now, he had to think of another way…

In that instant, three plans flashed through Brother Jue's mind.

The first: casually pick up something that could be found in the sewer, such as a floating soda can, unknown garbage, or a piece of excrement… put it in the leather pouch of the Yi Da and shoot it out, then pray that the power of this thing, after being buffed by the legendary weapon, could blast open the wall in front of him.

The second: use Ran Kyaku to cut out a rectangular area on this wall, and then kick that piece of wall down from the middle.

The third: directly use brute force to break open the relatively fragile ordinary wall next to it, and go in around a small bend.

After a brief moment of consideration, Feng Bujue decided… not to use any of the three.

Because these three methods, including the "using a grenade to blow it open" method mentioned earlier, would bring the same problem—they might damage something hidden behind the wall.

Assuming that there was a very fragile hidden item less than a meter directly behind this wall, such as a flower, an egg, or something like that… then using the above methods, there would be a high probability that the item would be smashed by the collapsing wall debris.

Fortunately, Brother Jue didn't take long to think of a way to cause almost no impact on the back of the wall.

He raised one hand, and his spiritual weapon appeared between his fingers.

Although the attack power of Mad Poker showed "???", according to the conclusion that Feng Bujue had drawn from countless practical tests, the cutting ability of this thing was definitely not inferior to that of a plasma cutter; most metals known and usable by humans in the twenty-first century could be cut open with Mad Poker. Things that could effectively defend against this poker usually had to have magical attributes, or be special materials from the fantasy world itself; and the wall at this moment… was obviously not in this category.

Chi—

Sure enough, the poker in Brother Jue's hand easily cut a slit in the wall. Judging from the feeling of cutting down, the poker could just penetrate the thickness of the wall.

Before long, Feng Bujue cut a circular cut at about the height of his chest. The diameter of this circle was just enough for his arm to pass through; then, he used the poker to scrape the edge of the cut a few times, scraping out a circle of defects, so that he could use his fingers to grasp the edge of the cut and "dig out" this small cylindrical piece of wall.

After taking out this small cylinder, there was a round hole slightly smaller than a bowl in the wall, which was the first step.

The second step was much simpler. Brother Jue used the poker to make large, sweeping cuts around the hole, creating a rectangular area through which he could pass. Then he put his arm into the hole in the middle, used his arm to "string" and "carry" this large piece of cut wall, took a few steps back, "pulled" this piece of wall out, and then threw it to the ground next to him.

In this way, a rectangular entrance was created. During the whole process, only some dust produced by the cutting fell into the other side of the wall.

However, when the scene behind the wall came into view, Brother Jue realized… that his caution was unnecessary.

"Sigh… after all, it's normal difficulty…" Feng Bujue glanced at the ordinary sewer passage behind the entrance and muttered.

He didn't have too many complaints. He couldn't control the difficulty setting of the script. Anyway, his principle was to do things to the best of his ability within his capabilities.

After observing with a flashlight for a few seconds, Brother Jue took off the oxygen snorkel, changed his breathing method, and sniffed towards the corridor… In addition to the pungent smell of the sewer, he didn't smell any other strange smells such as corpses or poisonous gas. At first glance, there were no traps in front of him…

So, Feng Bujue walked in unhurriedly.

This passage was not long, and the walls inside were also made of ordinary brick and cement. After walking for a while, a door appeared on Brother Jue's right front; it might not be accurate to call it a "door", it should be said to be a "door frame", because there was no door panel there.

Inside the door frame was a slightly more spacious space, or rather, "a room"; the passage only led to here, and there were no other passages.

Feng Bujue looked into the door with a flashlight and saw a scene that was enough to make people gasp.

This room… if it could really be called a room… had a bed, a table, two benches, and a… television? Yes, in this room at the end of the sewer passage, there were actually electrical appliances; in fact, not only was there a television, but there was also a light bulb on the ceiling. Feng Bujue even found a switch next to the door, but after flipping it back and forth a few times, he found that the light bulb was no longer working.

Of course, none of the above was the point; the thing that made people's scalps tingle in this room was… on the ground next to the bed, sat a huge skeleton whose shape was obviously different from ordinary people.

Moreover, on the torso of this skeleton, there was also a metal shackle that looked like a vest. The other end of the shackle was connected to the bed frame by a chain.

"Killer Croc?" Feng Bujue deduced the identity of this skeleton in just two seconds. As a person who knew a lot about the various characters in the DC universe, he could naturally recognize the unusual skull and hand bones of Killer Croc (one of Batman's main villains, a half-human, half-crocodile monster).

"Hmm… it's hard to infer the time of death…" For some reason, Brother Jue felt more at ease seeing a dead creature than seeing a living one. "Not to mention that this guy's body is different from ordinary people, just the environment of the sewer, plus the activity of scavengers… the time required for skeletalization is unclear…" He paused, his gaze shifted to the set of locks and the bed frame on the skeleton, "What's even more concerning is… what kind of material can lock up Killer Croc… and lock him up until he dies?"

Suddenly, Feng Bujue caught a glimpse of something again. He immediately turned the beam of the flashlight over and pushed the skeleton aside a little.

By the light, he could clearly see… on the wall behind the skeleton, there was a line of writing carved with a sharp object—"I am not the monster, he is."