Chapter 159

A thick, decaying smell escaped from the gaps between the iron doors. In the thin gaps was an unknown darkness that even the flashlight light could not penetrate.

The voices inside the door became more urgent, each one louder than the other:

"Come in quickly!"

"Come in quickly!"

"Come in quickly!!"

not good!

Wen Jianyan seemed to suddenly understand something, his pupils shrank, and he suddenly looked behind him.

The light of the flashlight swayed, and the dim beam of light swept across, barely illuminating a small space behind.

The tentacles, which had been motionless at first, began to sway under the trigger of the sound.

These silk-like crimson mouthparts stretched little by little, lengthened, and probed towards the direction of the sound. But in just a short moment, they had quietly lowered to the same height as his face.

Although the effectiveness of the protective cover has not disappeared, Wen Jianyan does not test its strength.

In this situation, the best thing to do now is to run in the opposite direction of the sound. However, his two teammates are probably on this floor now. If they leave now, all their efforts will be wasted.

Wen Jianyan skillfully opened the system mall and clicked to buy as quickly as possible.

The points were deducted from the account, and the next second, a metal lump appeared in his palm.

It's an old-fashioned alarm clock.

With two "squeaking" sounds, the spring was screwed up.

Wen Jianyan raised his hand and lightly threw the prop in his hand in the opposite direction!

Just hearing the sound of "dang", the alarm clock hit the wall, and then made a mechanical and harsh alarm sound.

The tentacles hanging in the air paused for a moment, then changed direction, and probed towards the alarm clock that sounded the alarm.

But in just ten seconds, the entire staircase he had walked through was almost completely covered. Under the dim light, it almost looked like a whole red esophagus covered with fluff.

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The walls, ceiling, and thin lines stretched out one after another, intertwined thinly and densely, swinging silently in the dark space.

Wen Jianyan breathed a sigh of relief.

When he was downstairs before, he realized that these neurons used sound to determine the location, and he came to the possible response to this situation.

It does seem to work.

[Honesty comes first] In the live broadcast room:

"Oh oh oh the host responded really quickly!"

"really!"

"But why did Su Cheng's voice appear? It's so strange..."

"Ah? You thought this was a part of the copy, didn't you?"

"No! I have no impression that this kind of party will happen in the laboratory! Maybe the mechanism has been changed...? That's not true either."

Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked at the half-open iron door behind him.

Ever since the alarm bell rang, the voice of "Su Cheng" from the crack in the door has disappeared, leaving only a suffocating silence.

The narrow gap seems to be full of dangers.

No matter who the speaker is, Su Cheng and the others should be here.

After all, there is no other branching path on this staircase. If they want to move forward, this is the only way.

Wen Jianyan activated the tools to attract people.

No response.

……All right.

Wen Jianyan sighed.

Although he has already guessed the result, he still has to give it a try, right?

In this case, there is only one last way left for him.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and carefully pushed the iron door open a gap.

The dry door shaft turned, making a harsh squeaking sound in the darkness.

The strange tentacles hanging from the top of the head are deflected, with a tendency to follow the sound.

Wen Jianyan moved quickly, turned slightly, and disappeared into the iron door before making the second sound.

The moment he stepped into the darkness, the taskbar on the right was updated.

[Primary mission: Exploring the laboratory]

[Intermediate mission: Escape from the laboratory]

The thick fishy and stale smell filled the nasal cavity. Although he was prepared, Wen Jianyan couldn't help but look pale for a moment.

He covered his mouth and nose with one hand, raised the hand holding the flashlight, and illuminated a small space in front of him.

Although the flashlight's illumination is not very strong and does not completely illuminate the surrounding area, it can still be seen that the area here is very large and one cannot see the end.

The layout is roughly similar to the one downstairs.

It was dark and empty, as if it had been abandoned for a long time. The ground was covered with dust, and there were old and broken tables, chairs and fragments of experimental benches everywhere.

The difference from downstairs is that the area covered by flesh membrane here is larger.

On the ceiling, walls, and floor, there was something like some kind of ringworm, crawling slowly in the darkness.

Wen Jianyan subconsciously held his breath and stepped lightly.

He lowered his head and used the light of the flashlight to search for the footprints left in the dust by the previous people on the ground.

[Honesty comes first] Live broadcast room:

"It's really too quiet...it feels like I can't breathe, it's so depressing."

"Yes, I'm so nervous!"

"So the survival rate in the laboratory is high?"

"It's not that high... This place is quite strange. I've seen it many times, but I haven't figured out the survival mechanism here..."

"Speaking of which, how many teammates does the anchor have? Are there any who like to wander around? Are there any teammates left?"

"I just came from next door, no no no no... it's hard to say?"

"Ah? What do you mean?"

"It means that although the live broadcast room is not closed yet, death is not far away."

Unknowingly, he had entered the second hall.

This place is different from the completely empty dark area just now. There seem to be many different small compartments here, separated by thick glass. They are covered with thick dust and stains, and it is unclear what is inside.

The further you go, the larger the area covered by the fleshy membrane becomes. It used to be just patches of land, but as you move forward, it has basically become stuck together, making it almost difficult to find a place to stay.

Wen Jianyan walked forward, taking care not to touch any neurons.

The pale beam of the flashlight swayed past the flesh membrane in front of him, passing over several pale human faces.

Wen Jianyan took a breath.

The flashlight suddenly turned and pointed towards human faces!

A faint light illuminated the scene in front.

A few pale, closed faces were sunk deeply into the thick, bulging fleshy membranes. They seemed to have lost consciousness and were as motionless as corpses.

Wen Jianyan recognized Huang Mao and Shaoyao's faces.

Now that we have found the specific location, it is not difficult to pull them out. The real difficulty is that they should be in a state of illness now. In other words, once they regain their freedom, there is a high probability that they will be with the people downstairs.

Like Luce and the others, not only did they not recognize who was their teammate, but what was even worse was that they would attack and make noise indiscriminately if they said no.

This layer of flesh membrane is really too much. If they are dragged out without any preparation, I am afraid that he will be dragged in too.

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes and thought for a long time, calculating for a moment, and finally bought an alarm clock, placed it in a direction away from him, and set a time for it.

One minute and thirty seconds.

After completing all this, Wen Jianyan chose an open space. He took a deep breath and activated the protective shield.

He counted down in his mind, and then activated the prop within seconds——

The flesh membrane squirmed, making a weird and sticky sound. The next second, the yellow-haired body was pulled out from the depths of the flesh membrane, and then flew straight in this direction!

"Bang!"

Huang Mao's body fell heavily.
To be continued...