Good intentions and malice are often only a short distance away.

Because of concepts and individual positioning, people will always wander around the line.

Today's impulse may be yesterday's careful consideration, and the narrowness of the previous second may also become the grandness of the next second.

It depends on where they are.

...

Time is blurred.

Or the concept of "time".

Ding Zheng raised his hand, trying to leave a mark on the wall, but as soon as he raised his hand, he completely gave up this idea.

First, such behavior may cause a sound, and second,... it has no clear meaning.

How long have they been in this loop?

No one knows.

Based on normal time calculations, Xu Qing judged that the few of them had been in this closed space for two days.

Yes, it's two days!

The sun is dark, silent and weird, without any extra sound, only intermittent steps and difficult breathing that appear every once in a while.

"She is here!" Xu Qing raised his head, moved his ears away from the wall, and made a gesture to Ding Zheng. The latter immediately patted the Seventy next to him and asked him to look at Zhang Liang and the other two in the corner.

This process has made them extremely tired. The female ghost is like a lord patrolling her territory. She seems to be in circles, but the time is not fixed. She seems to be doing such a move unconsciously. Whenever she passes by, Xu Qing and others must be on full alert to avoid alarming the ghost.

They didn't know whether this ghost was "Su Rui" or the so-called "lisa". It was also possible that this was just an image of her. As for the real situation, they couldn't figure it out.

Even the seventy, who can make fun of the most, is hard to smile anymore. The wound on his hand has healed, but the exoskeleton armor has lost its power. Even if it can be equipped, it needs to be recharged, or it may rely on other components of the exoskeleton armor to achieve energy replenishment. In short, he is in extremely poor condition now.

A gloomy gasp sounded in the passage, as if the person making the sound was about to die in the next second, but it was always moving. Xu Qing's fingers gently pressed the weapon in his hand. God knows what he was thinking, maybe he was planning to take the initiative?

However, no one moved, and the sound gradually faded away. When the sound completely disappeared, it seemed that another stone had been thrown into the abyss, and there was no trace of it.

“Is that.”

Xu Qing cursed softly, he leaned his body against the wall, but his fingers were still pressed on the prepared weapon. The habit of having penetrated into the bones kept him alert all the time. However, after a few days of exhaustion, he himself didn't know how much effect this alert could have.

Such an atmosphere is enough to drive people crazy.

The physical condition has also become a resistance to their persistence, which has nothing to do with food and water. During this period, Xu Qing and others did not feel thirst or hunger. The excretion problem that might have become a big trouble has not been revealed, which is not in line with the "realistic model" they were in before.

In the past two days, everyone seized the gap and explored the surroundings. More than ten hours ago, they even gritted their teeth and passed the expected "circulation" channel.

However, when they returned to the origin in the form of "hand in hand", the situation did not change at all, and no various things that could have happened as expected did.

"We may be trapped in an illusion." Ding Zheng murmured at the darkness.

Xu Qing responded. He had been doubting this matter, but this might be the answer that made them most desperate.

Because it's logically difficult to work.

He remembered that when he discussed the haunted house copy later, he also raised a similar view with Gu Bin, namely the question of "if we were in a illusion at that time."

Gu Bin answered him helplessly: "Once you fall into a state of 'suspected hallucination' in a certain process, then unless there is a clear idea and method to solve it, too much worry will not make much sense."

But now, Ding Zheng thinks this way completely meaningfully.

A space beyond the structure of the underground base itself, an irrespectable ghost, disappearing physical needs, and vague concepts of time, when they are combined, a thick fog forms.

The deep darkness enveloped the twisted metal mesh and walls. Xu Qing walked to the door and stared carefully at the darkness outside, as if he was scrutinizing the abyss close at hand, but it seemed like a dark monster hidden inside, which was dormant and sucked people and devoured them.

A piece of words that I saw from somewhere came out in his mind.

"You are staring at the abyss, and the abyss is staring at you."

...

Gu Bin is working hard to move towards the depths of the base.

The only thing that can tell him the external situation is the vibration that is getting higher and higher.

He didn't know the location and predicament of Gu Yisheng, Xu Qing and others, nor did he know that the remaining experimenters were facing a crazy pursuit on the ground at this time.

His communicator is always on, and the flickering frequency of the signal lights above is faster than before, which means that the distance between Gu Bin and another communicator and even multiple communicator is being shortened.

But the problem is that whenever Gu Bin tries to make a call, he does not get a corresponding response.

It was like the communicator was left somewhere, but this was the only coordinate that Gu Bin could use as a reference, so he had no choice.

Whether it was a profiteer or a manager who helped him unlock the character attributes and "scammered" him, they did not give Gu Bin enough guidance. Gu Bin could only rely on the information and resources he controlled.

He used the Blood Reaper to pick up the corpse of an unknown creature. Gu Bin didn't even have time to judge which world the monster belonged to, because he almost relied on his instinct to cut the guy into two pieces at the first time, and after it was in a different place, it turned into a pool of mud.

After checking the passage left and right, Gu Bin moved the body of a researcher who was lying at the elevator door. His head seemed to be drilled by something, and blood mixed with tissue flowed out. The tragic situation made people unbearable to look at it.

This may be the tragedy created by the beheaded monster.

Gu Bin was almost numb, and he could only be glad that there were not many researchers who died along the way. In some of your more critical places, Gu Bin even "hidden" the fainting researchers into some hidden rooms. This is the only thing he can do. There are too many people, and what he can do is extremely limited.
Chapter completed!