v    =    9   /    0.45       20

Although the small hole that Mr. An scratched out was very small, the speed of the water flow can reach 20 meters per second!

Then the water level depth at the small hole is:

h    =(v^2)/(2g)=(20^2)/(2*9.8)=     20

Their location is 20 meters deep!

20 meters deep, equivalent to the height of 7 floors.

It took so much time to talk about it, but under Meng Fei's "micro-operation", this calculation process is just a side dish among side dishes, and the result was calculated in less than a second.

Meng Fei even calculated the discomfort of An Sheng.

Because Ansheng blocked the small hole with one finger. Then the amount of pressure he was under with his fingertips was his current discomfort. Return to Equation (1)

f     =    1000   *      ghs

Where g is known to be 9.8, h is 20, assuming s is one square millimeter, that is, 0.0001 square meters, then the pressure on AXAN's fingertips is:

f    =    1000   *   9.8   *   20   *   0.0001        19.6

19.6 Newtons, weighing about 2 kilograms.

These two kilograms are just four kilograms, which don’t look very heavy. The problem is that the area of ​​stress on the fingertips is only one square millimeter.

It is equivalent to saying that the weight of 4 kilograms is all on a cross section of the size of an iron wire, pressing against An Sheng's fingertips. It's almost the same as the effect of Mama Rong poking him with a needle!

Of course, this is nothing to his enhanced physical body.

But if the break continues to expand, even if it only expands to one square centimeter, the size of a fingernail will increase sharply to 200 kilograms!

The force of 200 kilograms is pressed against the tip of one finger, which is more than twice the legendary "one-finger Zen"!

What if the breaking hole expands to one square meter? The water pressure will be 20,000 kilograms. In this case, even ten AXIs can't stand it.

No wonder Meng Fei thinks that Young Master An is a little bit grinning now.

"It may not be impossible to challenge the 20-meter diving with bare hands."

Li Huo is still very confident in his body and water. Even after becoming the director, he still exercises every day and goes swimming every week.

"no."

Meng Fei looked out the window where Mr. An blocked the hole with his fingers. The window was like an ink-colored mirror. Nothing could be seen except for his own face and the scene in the room.

"It's pitch black outside. After the water pours in, the lights here may also be short-circuited and disappear. At that time, you can't see your five fingers. You don't know the direction of the sea at all, so how do you swim out?"

“Indeed, the risk is very high.”

“There is another biggest risk.”

"What?"

"I can not swim."

Meng Fei honestly explained.

The condition for passing the game is that all players survive. So even if Li Huo and An Sheng swim to the sea and Meng Fei, who can't swim, dies here, they are not considered to be passing the game.

Li Huo was about to get angry. How did a guy who couldn't even swim get into the team of the Supernatural Bureau?

Although he was trained in the army, in order to enter the Supernatural Bureau, he still endured special training and assessment of basic skills such as shooting, swimming, and fighting.

"Can you make an idea quickly?"

Mr. An, who was unable to move forward with his fingers, was unable to stand it anymore.

\tHe found that in this game, he was either used to knock teeth as knives or as a plug to plug loopholes. He was simply a tool person.

\tThis treatment made him feel very unhappy.

Meng Fei held the alarm clock swung by An Sheng in his hand and pinched it in his hand to think.

"Why should the game provide a small alarm clock?"

"Is this a matter of course it's used to smash the glass window."

Ansheng answered without hesitation.

"wrong."

Meng Fei shook his head.

"If this small alarm clock was used to smash the glass window, then it would have been smashed with your violence just now."

"Maybe it is used to count down and remind players of game time limits?"

Li Huo gave an explanation that seemed more reasonable.

"If you want to count down, isn't there already a large alarm clock in the living room? Why do you need to provide a small alarm clock separately?

"Compared with the last game, almost all the useless things in the scene disappeared. Even there were only three chairs left in the living room. But why is there a small alarm clock left?

"I think we should search the room again. There must be other clues in the room. And this clue must be turned on with this alarm clock."

Meng Fei and Li Huo returned to the living room and left An Sheng, who was grinning, alone in the small room to plug the leak.

Time is constantly passing by. From the beginning to the present, fifteen minutes have passed. For the remaining fifteen minutes, they must find new clues.

Meng Fei imagined the setting of clues. What kind of clues must be a bite-sized, shape and weight to be found in an alarm clock that looks like a brick?

"But we've searched all the places we can search for."

Li Huo's face became increasingly ugly.

"Not only did not find any items, there were not even any text, patterns, marks. There were no prompts."

"Clues usually have special marks, right? For example, highlighting."

In many escape room games that Meng Fei played in his previous life, special props have special marks.

\tFor example, it is brighter than the surrounding things, or it is specially marked with colorful highlights, in short, they will look a little special.

He has also seen some clues that require special operation before discovering. For example, the ceiling of the room is written with fluorescent powder. But only by turning off the light can you see them.

"But there is nothing specifically marked here. There is even nothing at all."

Li Huo reminded him in despair.

"Maybe you have to turn off the lights to see the clue?"

Meng Fei muttered as if he was talking to himself.

"Haha, the lights here can't be turned off at all. I didn't see any switches here. This has been the case since the last game."

Meng Fei raised his head.

"I saw special items that we hadn't found before. And I also found a way to turn off the lights."

"You mean?"

Li Huo quickly looked up and looked for the direction of Meng Fei's gaze.

"dome light?"

Yes, to say, highlighting, nothing is brighter than this thing. It is a bright large disc embedded in the ceiling.

But because it is originally the only light source in the entire scene, no one will understand its brightness as "highlighting".

"How do you plan to turn it off?"

Li Huo felt something was wrong, and Meng Fei seemed to be going to do something amazing again.

Sure enough, Meng Fei weighed the brick in his hand.

"If I guess correctly, the reason why this thing is made into an alarm clock is to confuse the situation. Its real function is a brick. The brick used to smash lights for you!"

"Wait, are you sure?"
Chapter completed!