Although Xie Zhi's time travel was short, he believed that he had experienced enough pollution sites.
In the previous pollution sites, whether it was the Tianguang Building or the Third Hospital, or the "Rejuvenation Hot Spring Room" where Zhang Hongmian woke up, everything was considered normal. Although Xie Zhi experienced several death crises, , but still believe that the impact of emotional pollution also affects living creatures in the pollution site.
But the corridor that came through the hot spring room curtain completely shattered Xie Zhi's previous understanding.
Because, the corridor in front of me is covered with gray-white tumor-like objects, from the floor to the walls, and then to the ceiling. Those ugly irregular tumor-like objects grow disorderly anywhere in the corridor, and all the tumor-like objects are surrounded by , and stretched out weird lines. Those lines secreted gray-white mucus, stretched and entwined with each other, forming a dense network, covering almost every inch of space!
"Grass."
The scene in the corridor struck Xie Zhi's eyes. Xie Zhi stood there in shock for two seconds before squeezing out a curse word from between his teeth.
What the hell is this...
The rotten smell filled the entire corridor, and there was a bit of fishy sweetness in the rot, which mixed together to turn into an indescribably disgusting smell.
Such a disgusting smell is different from the black gas coming from the corpse of the bandaged monster before. The latter's black gas was filled with a sense of despair and mania, while the rotten smell in the corridor in front of him was filled with a strange feeling. "Vitality", Xie Zhi even had a feeling that there was some kind of living thing in this corridor, and that living thing lived by absorbing this rotten breath.
Xie Zhi didn't know where his feeling came from, but the next moment, he understood that his feeling was right.
Because the corridor in front of me is breathing.
To be precise, every irregular piece of gray-white sarcoma in the corridor is constantly expanding and contracting, like a rhythm of life. When Xie Zhi took a closer look, he discovered that not only was the sarcoma moving, but the irregular lines next to the sarcoma were also spreading and growing, making the gray-white color continue to become darker.
Xie Zhi's stomach suddenly felt a little turbulent. He always felt that the gray-white lines were a little familiar. Suddenly he remembered the photos of parasites he had seen on the Internet in his previous life, the kind of iron worms that could control mantises. Apart from the wrong color, they actually It is very similar to the irregular lines extending from those sarcomas in front of me!
Gastric juice poured into Xie Zhi's throat, and Xie Zhi suppressed the urge to vomit and swallowed the acid back into his stomach.
After adapting to the strange environment for nearly half a minute, Xie Zhi was finally able to hold back the discomfort in his stomach and further observed the entire corridor.
The pale corridor was silent, and except for the gray-white sarcoma and irregular lines that shrank and shrank regularly, no living things could be seen.
Xie Zhi looked into the distance. Although a large part of the corridor in front of him was blocked by sarcoma, he could still tell that the entire corridor was straight.
Along the way, there are many closed doors on the left and right sides, but when we reach the middle section, the right side is the stairway to the upper and lower floors, and the left side has a double door that is open, and a faint light is projected from the door. White light.
Xie Zhi guessed that that was the "open restaurant" mentioned by Zhang Hongmian. If Zhang Hongmian's information was accurate, Xie Zhi would have encountered many nursing home service staff infected by body bandages when passing by the open restaurant.
Xie Zhi's eyes narrowed. He did not dwell too much on the open restaurant, but skipped the restaurant and continued to look into the distance.
What made him feel more relaxed was that when he passed the restaurant, there wasn't much to note. There were still closed doors on the left and right sides, and no light leaked from the room.
"No matter, let's break in."
Xie Zhi took a deep breath, and then spit it out again with a "vomit" sound.
This smell is so disgusting.
Xie Zhi rolled his eyes, switched to taking small breaths, then pushed up the dining cart filled with wet bath towels, and forced himself to calm down and walked to the single suite at the other end of the corridor.
Xie Zhi originally wanted to run, after all, running can save time, but the moment he lifted his heels, Xie Zhi choked on the rotten smell in the air because of his deep breath, and randomly thought of the many horrors he had seen in his previous life. The way a supporting character dies in the film.
Whooshing and whirring, running here and there, it was very easy to startle the ghosts that were difficult to resist with human power.
So Xie Zhi calmed down and decided to run instead of walking in order to prevent too much noise. Before reaching the open restaurant in the middle, he alerted those dry body bandage weirdos.
If you are surrounded by a group of bandaged weirdos in the middle of the corridor, you really won't be able to escape.
Xie Zhi's original intention was to guard against the bandage weirdo. Soon, Xie Zhi discovered that fortunately he did not run. If he had run, the person might be gone by now.
While pushing the trolley forward, Xie Zhi's foot accidentally kicked an object between soft and hard. Old white slippers.
"It turned out to be a slipper..."
Xie Zhi exhaled. He thought it was something else. Whether it was pollution or strange objects, for him now, it would become a new variable outside of the plan, and such a variable would directly affect his future. life and death.
The old slippers were accidentally lifted to the side by Xie Zhi. The kick was not very strong, but the slippers still slid away quickly with the kick until it lightly hit a sarcoma on the left wall. .
Xie Zhi just took a breath of relief and immediately started talking again.
Because, as the slipper hit the sarcoma, dozens of new irregular gray-white lines quickly emerged from the sarcoma. Those lines were filled with gray-white secretions, and in just an instant, the slipper was tightly bound. live!
And then comes digestion!
In less than three seconds, wisps of fine white smoke rose from the already bumpy surface of the slippers!
"Gulu."
Xie Zhi heard the sound of himself swallowing saliva.
Fortunately, I didn't run out of the hot spring room.
If you accidentally touch those sarcomas...
After the dozens of gray-white thin threads secreted a stream of digestive juice, it seemed that there was no nutrition in the slippers, and the irregular thin threads danced wildly and quickly retracted into the sarcoma, and the tied slippers finally retracted after the thin threads were withdrawn. Weakly fell back to the ground again.
The pits on the surface of the slippers became deeper.
Sarcoma turns out to be the home of those gray and white thin lines...
No, or rather, should it be called the mother body?
Xie Zhi calmed down and his eyes kept moving between the slippers and the sarcoma.
Finally, he turned his attention away from the two things and pushed the car forward again.
"Slow down and try to keep people and cars in the middle of the road..."
"Try not to touch the sarcomas on the floor and walls..."
The attack method of the sarcoma frightens Xie Zhi. Rather than attacking, the method is more like "eating". The lines are not only the mouth and teeth of the sarcoma, but also the arms and eyes of the sarcoma. Countless lines and the sarcoma together constitute the This corridor, here, is the eating space of the gray and white threads.
The only thing that made Xie Zhi feel lucky was that most of the sarcomas did not grow on the floor. There was not even a thin line extending to the middle of the corridor floor, as if it was a safe passage just for the trolley.
Xie Zhi pushed the cart forward. Although he walked slowly, he quickly walked from the hot spring room to the middle of the corridor.
The light cast from the open kitchen is within sight.
How many bandage geeks would there be out there?
Five, ten, or twenty?
Xie Zhi didn't know, he could only bite the bullet and keep moving forward.
Scattered conversations came from the open kitchen on the left.
That kind of conversation was in a language that Xie Zhi had never heard before. It was babbling, like a monotonous repetition of meaningless notes, but Xie Zhi could hear that there was a meaning between the repetitions of the intonations. "People" do communicate.
Xie Zhi pushed the cart past the open door of the restaurant, then slowly turned his head and looked into the restaurant with the corner of his eye.
There was an empty stainless steel dining table, a window counter serving food, and a few bandaged weirdos chatting in whispers in front of the counter.
One, two, three...
Those bandage monsters did not notice Xie Zhi's existence. They seemed to be addicted to chatting with each other. As the chat progressed, high-pitched monotonous syllables continued to come out from the mouths of the bandage monsters, as if they were chatting after dinner. Uncles and aunts couldn't help but exclaim when they were happy talking.
"There are three bandage men chatting, and there seems to be one cleaning next to them. There are also two people at the counter..."
"In this way, there will be at least six bandaged people in the restaurant..."
Xie Zhi made a mental calculation.
There are six bandaged people in the observation range, and I wonder if there are others out of sight.
The good news is that they all seem to have their own jobs, and they are not like the zombies in zombie movies. As long as someone passes by, all the zombies will immediately rush out...
There seems to be a certain social relationship between weirdos affected by emotional viruses and weirdos?
No, now is not the time for social research...
Xie Zhi held the handle of the trolley tightly. He felt the sweat on his palms inside the bandage holster.
Gotta move forward.
You have to get out of their observation area before they notice you.
Xie Zhi weighed his current strength. If he dealt with more than two bandage monsters at the same time, he might not be able to win quickly. If there were more than three bandage monsters, he would even be defeated quickly.
And once defeated...
"If the challenger dies in the illusion, he will become a vegetative state."
Xie Zhi remembered Zhang Hongmian's explanation to him in the hot spring room.
Xie Zhi breathed out gently, lowered his head, and said silently in his heart, this is a game, this is a game, don't care about life or death.
Five seconds passed like this. Xie Zhi cheered himself up, kept his pace gentle, and continued to push the car forward.
About to arrive……
It’s time to go out of the restaurant’s front door!
Just take two more steps!
Xie Zhi couldn't help but feel excited, but the more excited he became, the more he said to himself in his heart, he must slow down and be steady, and he must not fall short here...
Done!
Xie Zhi felt relieved. The light in the restaurant had moved away from his body, and he successfully walked out of the restaurant's door!
Xie Zhi turned his head and looked at the door of the restaurant. The weird guy with a bandage mopping the floor was still mopping the floor in the corner of the restaurant. The three weird people who were obsessed with chatting could no longer be seen from his current angle, but there was no interruption in the weirdness from there. In monosyllabic language, Xie Zhi knew that they were still chatting.
"What am I worried about?"
Xie Zhi patted his chest, and then realized that he was still in Zhang Hongmian's body. While feeling a little embarrassed, he couldn't help but pat his chest again.
"I'm too worried. Now my whole body is wrapped in dry body bandages. Even if I am directly observed by the bandaged people, I don't think they will be able to notice the difference between me and other bandaged people for a while. They will only feel that The bandages on this bandaged man are somewhat new.”
"Unless I do something extraordinary in front of them..."
"For example, I show fear, fear, and lack of confidence in front of them."
"This kind of behavior will expose my identity, otherwise I can hide it."
Xie Zhi thought in his heart, then he looked away from the restaurant door, slowly turned back, and continued his breakthrough in the next section of the corridor.
However, just as he retracted his gaze and turned his head, his body suddenly froze on the spot.
From the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed that on the ceiling of the corridor, a camera squeezed between two irregular tumors was flashing red light inconspicuously!
Xie Zhi swallowed again.
If the spiritual link at this time can be linked to Zhang Hongmian, he must ask Zhang Hongmian a question.
"Bandage weirdo, can you watch the surveillance?"
The answer is yes.
At the same time that Xie Zhi realized the existence of surveillance, the alarm bell blared in the corridor!
Zhang Hongmian's voice came from the other end of the spiritual link,
"Run! Xie Zhi, run!"
"Were you also caught on surveillance?!"
"There's no time to explain so much, let's run!"
Zhang Hongmian’s link was disconnected again.
And Xie Zhi also felt the huge noise coming from behind him!
And, those bandaged weirdos pouring out of the restaurant!
