Bent This Way

Chapter 297: Corridor of Death (2)

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The rest of the people looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

The two muscular men in the corner didn't seem to believe it at all, with disdainful expressions on their faces.

The taller guy took out the cell phone in his pocket, while the shorter guy snorted coldly: "What messed up different space? I don't know what kind of prank the TV program is doing!"

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After all, the big man yelled.

"It's evil, the phone has no signal!"

"I don't have a signal either!" A girl with wavy hair also called out.

The more Jiang Yan looked at it, the more gloomy it became, and he couldn't help leaning towards Lu Zhaoyang.

"Wouldn't it be really hit by that person just now? I'm not good at this kind of game at all..."

Looking at the crowd around him, he tried to ease the atmosphere first.

"Why don't we introduce ourselves first? My name is Jiang Yan, and his name is Lu Zhaoyang. The two of us are... colleagues."

He touched his nose while talking.

They are all hosts, and those who work on the main system are considered colleagues, right

One after another, others also introduced themselves.

The housewife woman in a yellow dress and the tall, thin white-collar are husband and wife, Hua Zelei and Milk Tea are a couple of college students, and both big and small are gym coaches. Bolangtou and her female partner Hei Changzhi are best friends who grew up together, and both of them work in a bank. The seemingly inconspicuous black glasses and the tall and elegant doctor are brothers.

Including Jiang Yan and Lu Zhaoyang, there are twelve people in total.

Bolangtou pinched his arm vigorously, grinned his teeth and said: "It hurts! It seems that this is not a dream. If it is a level-breaking game, what is the first level? How should we get out of here?"

Lu Zhaoyang walked to the wall without saying a word, and groped inch by inch.

Seeing his movements like this, the others joined in, beating against the metal on the four walls, looking for an exit.

After a while, Lu Zhaoyang straightened up without much expression on his handsome face.

"Three sides here are metal walls that fit perfectly, and only one side is theoretically movable. There are twelve palm-shaped depressions of different sizes on the metal door panel on this side. And here, there are exactly twelve people. I think, To activate this door panel, twelve of us must be together, not one less.”

"Amazing! Boss, I'll hug your thigh from now on!"

Jiang Yan suddenly stared at Lu Zhaoyang with admiration.

"Then let's start?" Hua Zelei rubbed his hands, his face was faintly excited, and he seemed to be looking forward to it.

"Are you ready?"

Everyone stands in front of the depression that fits their own palms, their expressions are either nervous or curious—

No one knows what will appear after this door is opened.

Jiang Yan was timid, he was so nervous that he couldn't breathe well, and he muttered words in his mouth.

"Greatly Merciful and Greatly Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva... Western Paradise Tathagata God and Buddha... Equaling Heaven Great Sage Sun Wukong... I beg all gods to bless me..."

As he was muttering, a low laugh came from his ear.

Jiang Yan was stunned.

Turning his head to look at the people around him, Lu Zhaoyang didn't look at him, but raised his eyebrows and said: "I'm here, don't worry."

"Three, two, one, press!"

Twelve people pressed down on their own depressions at the same time.

For a while, the space was surprisingly quiet, and everyone's breathing could be heard clearly.

Nothing happened.

Just when the big man was cursing and about to take his hand away, there was a slight "click" sound from the door panel, like the sound of gears turning.

Then, the "click" sound became louder and faster.

Finally, with a loud bang, the metal door slowly rose up!