If it weren't for Uncle Yan's note, maybe I would have died in this dark laboratory.
In the following days, I cooperated with their experiments incomparably, and I was always waiting for the second note from Uncle Yan.
But I didn't wait for this note.
In the remaining long wait, I don’t know how many human experiments I went through.
It also made my whole spirit start to become trance-like.
At the end of the experiment, I was even able to take a handful of that unknown elixir a day.
I don't know who these people are or where this place is.
The original handwriting was Uncle Yan's, and I will never admit it.
I no longer have any concept of time, and I am like a walking zombie. I only take medicine every day.
Finally, there seemed to be a riot in the laboratory.
Because even though it was blocked by the heavy steel door, I still heard the violent explosions and the screams of various people.
Another time, even my steel door was blown open.
I saw many strange people in the corridor.
Their appearance is particularly terrifying. Some of them are crawling on the ground, but their limbs show an anti-human attitude.
In other words, they no longer look like the same person at all.
It's not an exaggeration to say it's a mutated monster.
It was the first time I left my room, and the scene was quite chaotic.
Many people wearing protective clothing, holding things like fire extinguishers in their hands, started spraying things at the monsters that rushed out.
I heard gunshots, shouts, and a lot of managers being berated.
I even saw some women sitting in a corner, pulling their hair.
There are also people who look like old men, eating their own fingers, even though the corners of their mouths are bloody and their fingers are gone.
He was still laughing wildly, as if what he was eating was not his own hands.
Regarding these, I realized that I didn't feel nauseated. Maybe it was the effect of the medicine. I even felt that all of this was normal.
Because I have experienced everything someone does in these days.
Finally I was taken back to the room and the steel door was reinstalled.
I thought I would just keep waiting to be experimented on.
But since that 'riot', except for occasional meals, I don't seem to have taken any pills anymore.
The surroundings are also eerily quiet, and sometimes there is even a power outage, which is what I long for most.
Because a power outage means that night has arrived.
I slept extremely soundly that night.
In the future, although I will still take some pills, the quality of the food will become worse and worse.
So in the end it took me three or two days to eat a meal that had gone rancid.
And the last meal I finally had was quite sumptuous.
When the heavy steel door opened again, a large shopping cart was pushed in.
There is a lot of water and food inside, as well as boxes of pills.
There was only one person who sent me something. He was not wearing protective clothing this time, but was wearing casual clothes.
I saw that he was a middle-aged man in his forties, but his face was livid and he did not look like a normal person.
After it put the things down for me, it looked at me with a very strange look.
Then he said coldly: "I hope you can survive..."
I wanted to stop him and ask him what happened, but the latter had already closed the steel door.
Just as the steel door closed, I heard a gunshot.
After that, I basically never saw lights.
It's like there's a power outage here, everything is quiet, except for my heartbeat and breathing, no sound can be heard.
In addition to sleeping, I eat every day, and of course I also do some thinking occasionally.
But if you think about it for a long time, your head will become extremely painful.
And every time I felt pain, I would fumble to take out the elixir and eat it.
Every time I eat it, I feel very sleepy. Although there are also serious side effects, at least I can sleep well.
I don't know how much time I spent in this darkness. I only know that I can no longer find any food or water in the darkness.
Even when I went to the sewer in the room and turned on the faucet, there was nothing.
The room was filled with the smell of feces and urine, and the elixir was long gone.
I have no food, no water, no sunlight.
I might die here.
one day!
Two days!
Three days!
…
Starting from the third day, I was already so hungry that I felt a little out of place.
At least that's how I feel.
Because I felt like there were ants biting me all over my body. I was very sleepy, but I couldn't sleep at all.
Because I'm so hungry.
I should have passed out once, but I can't remember clearly.
Lying on the cold, smelly bed, I could feel the nutrients and vitality in my body disappearing little by little.
I might really have to die here completely in this way.
And here, it seems that I am the only one left.
Even if I die and my body melts, maybe no one will know.
"Uncle Yan..."
"Where are you?"
I stared at the dark ceiling above my head and slowly spoke a word that seemed a bit unfamiliar to me.
The long silence made me feel that my language skills had begun to lose.
I opened my eyes and seemed to see Leng Yue waving to me, and she asked me to follow her.
I saw my father scolding me, but he cried while scolding me.
I also saw Li Dabao, Qi Dachuan, and many people who had died.
Is this the reflection before death?
Even if I'm going to die, can you let me have a full meal?
I thought so.
But everything is in vain. I can't get out of this iron-clad wall.
I don’t know how long this state lasted. Just when I was in a trance, I seemed to hear the sound of commotion in the distance.
And some chaotic footsteps.
"I'm hearing hallucinations again..."
I smiled bitterly. This situation happened to me often during this period.
I imagined that Uncle Yan and the others would fall from the sky and rescue me.
But every time I got up with difficulty and looked, there was actually nothing.
So this time I didn't get out of bed at all, and I couldn't get out of bed at all.
never mind!
So be it.
People always have to die, right?
I comforted myself in my heart, but my tears began to flow down uncontrollably.
I tilted my head and let the tears flow to the corners of my mouth so that I could replenish some water.
Although tears are very salty, they cannot really quench your thirst.
But at least these are already considered great luxuries for me.
"Peng..."
"boom!"
A huge explosion sounded, shaking the whole room.
Did I wake up directly from a coma?
what sound?
Auditory hallucinations?
wrong?
Why do I smell gunpowder?
Before I could react, I heard an exclamation in my ears.
"Fifth Master, we found it. There is still a living person here..."
Then there was a flashlight shaking, which stung my eyes so much.
I lay on the bed and wanted to turn my head to see who came in.
But I found that my neck had no strength at all.
It is no longer possible to even move your fingers.
There was a rush of footsteps outside, and a gust of cold wind rushed in.
Then I felt an orange beam of light shining on me.
"Xiao, Xiaoxu...?"
I heard someone calling me.
This voice is so familiar and yet so strange at the same time.
I wanted to answer, but I couldn't open my mouth at all. I just felt that my eyes were a little dry and I wanted to cry.
In the end, I found that I could no longer shed any tears.
Then someone covered my eyes with a piece of black cloth.
My hand was held by a big warm hand.
"Xiao Xu, you're okay, you're okay..."
I have never felt such gentle words from Uncle Yan.
He is a rough guy, and he works hard to improve his voice. I even found it a bit funny.
"Hurry up and get the person out. Remember, be careful. Call Xiaohua and ask him to get everything ready..."
"Take away the other people who are still alive here and burn this place with fire..."
I could hear the strong restraint in Uncle Yan's tone.
I could already feel this from the way his hand was shaking when he held me...!
