My whole body trembled, my neck stiffened, twisted like a mechanical one, and looked to the side.

There is someone next to it.

Like me, he leaned against the wall, with his eyes wide open, and they were staring at each other.

And beside him, there was another me.

Next to another me, there is another me.

This is a cycle, a terrifying and unsolvable cycle.

Bang!

The secret door was indeed knocked down.

That guy went to save people, and everything that happened next was exactly the same as what I experienced.

He found that the man was exactly the same as himself, so scared that he kicked the man away and hid himself.

Then, I thought of something and looked at me in horror.

I stared at each other with my eyes wide open.

He turned his head and was frightened to find that there were countless people who were exactly the same as him next to him.

Bang!

The secret door collapsed again.

Another one I broke in.

Another one I hid here.

He looked over in horror, looked at the previous one, staring at me with big eyes.

Then we discovered our existence.

Here, there are countless people who are exactly the same as me.

What's going on?

Why is this happening?

Could it be that I fell into the balance space?

Foreign blockbusters often mention the things like balancing space, and I also know something about it.

But, is everything now really a balanced space?

No, impossible, impossible.

This is nonsense.

Among so many people, I am the only one who is myself, and I am the only one who is the real one.

The others are fake, the others are fake.

Bang!

The secret door fell down again, and another one of them ran in.

After that, I hid another one.

All the plots are repeated as I have experienced.

This area is endless, and it accommodates so many people but is not filled.

There must be a problem with this.

But, what's the problem?

What exactly is the problem?

Ahhhh

I'm about to collapse. What's going on? Who will tell me what's going on?

When my mind was in a mess, a bunch of hair oozed out of the stone wall and gradually stretched towards my neck.

My mind was confused and I didn't realize the existence of this bunch of hair at all. By the time I realized it, it was too late.

The hair wrapped around my neck forced me to open my mouth.

Countless hairs took this opportunity to get into their mouths.

These hairs enter from the mouth and extend all the way to the lower abdomen.

And I was already suffocated, weak and fell to the ground softly.

At the last moment, I saw clearly who the hair was from.

A familiar figure, her body hanging upside down on the ceiling, and her hair fell vertically like a water snake, constantly pouring into my body.

That figure belongs to Li Qingqing.

Her eyes turned white and had no pupils. Her mouth was slightly opened, her tongue was spit out, and the tip of her tongue was split like a snake's letter. This look was no different from Wei Xiaowei.

She was infected?

What...when?

Since she is infected, who...who is going back with Chu Tian?

No, all this has nothing to do with me.

I gradually lost consciousness and allowed the cold air to invade my body.

Are you going to die?

Will I...be the only way to die in the end?

Can I...can't do anything?

I am so tired, my eyelids are so heavy, I want to close my eyes, but I will never open it.

I really want to have a solid sleep.

If you fall asleep, you don’t have to endure the pain.

If this is the case, why not die?

Liberated, liberated.

However, my mother's revenge has not been avenged, and my father has not found it...

I gradually closed my eyes, and even though I was unwilling to accept it, it was useless.

Just when I thought I was dead, a scream rang in my ears.

A voice sounded in my mind at the same time.

"You and I have no connection anymore."

The chest heated up, and the handprints left by the zombie had completely dissipated at this moment.

After the last round, a faint mark was left, but this time, it disappeared directly.

However, this handprint seemed to save me again.

Because at the moment when the screams sounded, the suffocation disappeared.

However, I no longer had the strength to escape and entered a coma in a daze.

I don't know how long I've been in a coma.

When you open your eyes again.

There are no strange people around me who look exactly the same as me.

I didn't stay in the narrow secret passage either.

It's like a secret room, with little space, but the temperature is no longer cold.

What is this place?

I sat up from the ground and looked around the surroundings.

There is someone in the secret room.

Still two people.

An old lady with messy hair.

And a man with familiar clothes.

"woke up?"

The old lady looked at me with a blank expression.

And at this moment, I was stunned.

This is...is this a witch?

Next to it is...
To be continued...