"Don't believe the nonsense about chelates!" A soldier standing against the wall not far away shouted to dissuade. "It's lying. It won't let anyone live at all. This kind of game is just to provoke killing. Wait until it has had enough. , it will kill everyone and leave no one alive——"
Before he finished speaking, the soldier who had been used as a human shield had fallen to the ground, and the chelate standing behind him had disappeared.
When everyone saw the position of the chelate again, it had already grasped the head of the dissuader.
The man's voice also stopped suddenly.
"That's not right," Chelate said softly, close to the soldier's ear, "Maybe while we are playing around, the mercury needle will come? As soon as the mercury needle arrives, won't everyone be saved?"
"Can't...can't believe what chelates say..." The soldier's throat was strangled, and his breathing gradually became difficult. "They, they are the best at...deceiving--"
"Then let me ask another question." Chelate smiled, "Do you want to die now or later -"
"I choose to die later!"
A loud voice came from under the corner of the table in the distance, and everyone's eyes, including Chelate's, turned to the side - only to see a big red-haired man with his hands raised, slowly getting under the table. When she came out, even though the lights were dim, her mutilated right hand still stood out.
She raised her arms high in an exaggerated gesture, almost eager to please.
"They don't play, I play," Hesta replied in common language, "Are the rules you just said all there is? If you find one, you can live... What if I find two?"
Chelate let out a series of laughter, "If you find two, then when the next wave of killings comes, I will be the last one to kill you."
"Okay... okay, okay," Hestad immediately pointed his thumb at the chelate, "I... actually saw it just now, yes, I saw the hiding places of several people."
"Okay," Chelate smiled, "Let's start with you?"
Hesta turned around and climbed over the counter awkwardly. After climbing onto the table, her face became a little embarrassed and she began to look around.
In the dim light at this moment, Hesta looked at the entire hemispherical dome of the hall.
From the backstage of the workstation to the lobby, a long line of blood dragged on the ground - this chelate came from behind, and I am afraid that the workstation members who were originally inside were already in danger.
In the silence, she listened to everyone's heartbeat and breathing.
Yes, two chelates in total: one behind her and the other sitting on the escalator railing in the second-floor hallway.
Except for the soldiers and the staff member who stood up to identify the chelate, there were no other exposed persons in the entire hall, and the rest of the personnel had already entered their respective shelters.
"What are you looking at sneakily over there?" asked the chelate behind him, "Aren't you going to play a game? Why are you not moving?"
Hesta turned her head, her expression a little stiff, "I, I was just thinking, are you really a chelate?"
"Huh? What does that mean?"
"You are not conducting some social experiment, are you? Just... that kind of prank show, testing whether people will betray strangers to save themselves in extreme situations... or something like that," Hestad forced a smile, " When someone like me takes the bait, you use a camera to capture my stupidity...I'm a timid person, so don't scare me, really."
Chelate laughed so hard again that it waved to Hesta, "Then come over here and I'll let you stab someone with your own hands so you can confirm."
"No, no," Hesta shrank her neck, her voice getting lower and lower, "I'm sorry, I just, I probably...watched too much TV at home."
With that said, Hesta had already climbed over the counter. She walked to a closed shelter, squatted down, held the door handle of the entrance with one hand, and started to force it in a muffled voice.
"Citizen!" A staff member not far away called her in a trembling voice, "If you really can't bear it, don't do such a thing... At this time, let's not kill each other -"
"Don't kidnap me morally," Hesta glanced at the man and continued to pull outwards, "Ten thousand steps back, I...me too - self-defense!"
However, the doorknob didn't move at all.
"What's wrong," the chelate not far away mocked, "It seems like you don't have enough strength?"
"Enough! Enough!" Hesta's face turned red from holding back, "I just... need more time!"
The thirty-second period had long passed. In the next few minutes, Hesta changed six or seven positions from left to right. The whole hall could hear the sound of her pulling the door hard. This funny scene made people stand on the first floor. The chelate made me laugh.
When the chelate got tired of laughing, it spoke slowly, "I'll give you another thirty seconds. If you still can't open the door, you will be the first of these people to die. How about that, is it fair?" Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"
Chelate's laughter echoed in the hall, but no one made a sound except that everyone looked at Hesta's actions with complicated eyes, showing both mockery and sympathy.
As the countdown to the chelate approached, Hesta suddenly kicked hard at the metal door of the shelter, then turned around and stared at the staff not far away.
"...What are you doing?" The staff member was a little frightened by Hesta's gaze and involuntarily took two steps back. "Why are you looking at me like this..."
Hesta stood up and ran to her side with long strides. Before she could say anything, he grabbed her by the back of the collar and dragged her towards the counter.
"What are you doing!" The staff struggled all the way, "Let me go!! Let me go!!"
Chelate looked at Hesta's movements curiously, and was about to ask her what she was doing when he heard Hesta gasp and reply: "You go into any shelter first - go in first! Then I will take you Drag it out, and you will be considered the person I found - don't move, you... just think of it as doing me a favor!"
Chelate let out a scream of surprise. This sudden change made it feel some novel fun. It kept high-fiving and marveled at Hesta's wonderful idea.
The young woman caught by Hesta barely made any effective resistance and was pushed to a shelter. However, with the sound of a metal buckle snapping, the hall suddenly fell into silence again - the only person on the scene, The remaining civilians were imprisoned again in the shelter by Hesta.
Hesta sat by the entrance, looking very dazed, as if she hadn't realized what she had just done.
She looked at the door, then looked back at the soldiers and the chelate on the second floor. The left hand with nowhere to rest pointed first at the ground and then at herself.
"I..." Hesta said stumblingly, "I didn't mean it."
