The elevator door opened slowly.
Mo Yi's heart was beating uncomfortably in his chest, and he subconsciously stretched all his muscles, waiting quietly——
The yellowish dark light shone through the slowly widening door gap, making the mottled dark traces on the iron elevator door gradually become clearer.
Mo Yi's eyes, accustomed to the darkness in the corridor, were stung by the sudden light in front of him, and he could not help but narrow his eyes slightly.
Through the half-dried blood that covered his eyelashes, his vision was dark yellow mixed with bright red, which looked like a distorted abstract painting in the dizziness caused by the sudden lighting of the lights, which made him feel a sense of involuntary arousal from the bottom of his heart. A sense of unreality.
Mo Yi blinked and looked into the elevator intently.
The elevator was empty, there was nothing there.
There are no bright and dazzling bloodstains, no hideous and twisted corpses, and no disgusting creatures that rush out the moment the elevator opens—
This is just a narrow and ordinary elevator.
He didn't dare to relax, he took a step forward carefully, stood by the elevator, then leaned over to look up the elevator—
The metal top looks a little old, and the rust spots are distributed beside the lit lights, and everything is normal, so people can't believe their eyes.
Mo Yi let out a long breath slowly, his thoughts were a little complicated, and he didn't know whether he was lucky or disappointed.
He stuffed the swiped magnetic card into his pocket, then stepped into the elevator.
The pain-free corridor was almost icy and cold, and the temperature in the elevator was very normal, almost making Mo Yi's cold and sweaty skin feel a little warm due to pain.
The moment he stepped into the elevator, the metal elevator door made a hoarse and rough friction sound, and then closed behind his back, making this place a narrow and tight iron box.
Mo Yi turned around to look at the inner door of the elevator, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback.
I saw that there should be nothing on the place where the button board should be, just an empty metal plate, shimmering in the yellowish dim light, and a number is displayed on the screen above:
-3
Mo Yi's eyes fell on the clear number, and he frowned—so, the place where he is now should be the third floor underground.
No wonder there are no windows in that whole corridor.
Just when he was in a daze, he saw a small upward arrow appearing next to the number -3, and then the whole elevator shook suddenly, and the sound of the machine starting and the sliding rail friction sounded in the narrow enclosed space. up.
The elevator moved.
The sudden sense of weightlessness caused Mo Yi to sway involuntarily, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to support the wall of the elevator, but he didn't expect to touch the wound on his hand, which made him gasp in pain.
The pain that was deliberately forgotten just now is like a dog skin plaster that cannot be shaken off. The cold and sticky body like a snake tightly twists the nerves, and then tightens the body mercilessly, crawling into the bone marrow along with the pain.
Mo Yi broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, he gritted his teeth, raised his eyelids in the dripping sweat, and looked at the black and white screen next to the elevator door.
It still shows -3, but the small upward triangle next to it is flashing at a constant speed.
The slight vibration of the elevator below him and the sound of the machine running in his ears reminded him that the elevator was going up.
Mo Yi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of the prompt at the beginning of the game:
"Up is down".
Many questions popped out of his mind in an instant, filling his thoughts:
Will it have something to do with the direction of the elevator
If there is a relationship... Does that mean that he is not going up now, but going deep into the mental hospital
Mo Yi stared at the small upward triangle flashing on the screen, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.
—Unfortunately, there are still too few clues to judge.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the doubts in his heart, then pulled the backpack behind him with his intact palm, and pulled the zipper of the backpack with some difficulty—
Cold fingers covered with dried blood groped in the backpack for a while, and soon found what he needed.
He looked up at the number on the screen again, the big -3 still remained unchanged, only the small triangle moved—it seemed that it would take a while to reach another layer.
Mo took a deep breath, and simply sat on the floor with his legs bent, and then arranged the things he found in the backpack on the floor one by one.
After reaching the -2 floor, the situation will only be more dangerous. With the state of his fingers, it may be difficult to deal with it.
It's better to deal with it in advance in the elevator now, so that we can continue to act after we get out.
Mo Yi raised his injured left hand, and carefully looked at his palm in the dim yellow light in the elevator.
The removed thumb hangs down softly in a distorted posture. There is only a thin layer of flesh between the joints, and the thin hard bones poke the soft skin, as if it will come from the wound in the next second. Exposure to the general.
He was originally a fair complexion that was prone to leaving marks. From the knuckles of the thumb to the back of the hand, there was a deep purple red and black, which looked shocking on the pale to almost transparent skin.
Mo Yi's eyelids drooped slightly, under the long eyelashes were dark eyes, and the clear irises reflected the scene in front of him.
— When he was in that room just now, his actions were deliberate.
Removing one's thumb is not the only option, but it is the safest.
There are props in his backpack that can cope with the scene at that time, but he is not ready to use them. After all, the cooling time of the props that can be used in the dungeon is too long, and this dungeon has just started. In more urgent situations, there is nothing to do.
What's more... Mo Yi was a little worried about that random debuff.
He once discussed this issue with Jiang Yuanrou. Jiang Yuanrou used it once when she didn't know that there would be side effects when using the props. She was lucky at the time, and the side effects were only pollen allergies. For a player, the random debuff is blindness.
—In such a dangerous and dangerous dungeon, blindness is almost equivalent to a death sentence.
Therefore, Mo Yi was not prepared to use props until the critical moment when he had to use them.
In addition... in the second dungeon, Wen Chen had done Mo Yi's bones once, so after the second dungeon ended, he went to check the information and learn, although he didn't have much practical experience , but at least not entirely in vain.
He was able to try not to injure himself when removing the bone, and he was able to put the bone back with certainty, so that he could control the injury within an acceptable range, which was much safer than gambling his life on the side effects of the prop.
Mo Yi took a deep breath, and then slowly groped for the uneven bones under the thin skin with his good hand, followed by severe pain, his expression didn't change, but his face turned pale again a bit.
He looked up at the lights on the ceiling, the dim yellow light occupied his pupils, and he clenched his teeth—
Then snap your fingers hard!
A crisp "crack" sounded in the closed elevator, and the staggered joints were pushed back in an instant, and the clear bone friction sound made the teeth sore.
Mo Yi's whole body was trembling involuntarily, panting silently and violently, like a dehydrated fish that was dying, deeply inhaled the cold and dry air, as if this would relieve some pain.
He slowed down, then looked down at his palm.
The deformed bones on the hand have returned to normal, and the shocking blue-black color on the back of the hand is getting darker, and now there is a thin layer of red on it.
Mo Yi tried to move his fingers.
A piercing pain hit her, but it was okay, at least she could move.
He took a breath tremblingly, reached out and picked up the thing that had just been laid flat on the ground, and then skillfully treated his wound.
This time, he didn't choose to use anything to fix his dislocated knuckles. After all, it wasn't too long since the dungeon started. If his left hand can't move now, it will have a great impact on his future actions.
Mo Yi dexterously wrapped the bandage around the palm of his hand with the fingers of his right hand, then tied a knot on the back of his hand, bit one end of the bandage with his teeth, pulled it hard, and successfully bandaged the injured area tightly.
He wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, and then unexpectedly felt a burning pain.
It was only then that Mo Yi remembered that he was also injured on his forehead.
He sterilized the wound on his forehead with some remaining gauze dipped in alcohol, then wiped the blood that covered his eyes casually, and after making sure that his vision would not be obstructed, he cleaned up the scattered things on the ground one by one. Picked it up and stuffed it into a backpack.
Everything was almost handled, Mo Yi raised his eyes and glanced at the screen next to the elevator door.
The number above was still at -3, and the little upward icon was still flashing evenly. After several minutes, the number above suddenly changed:
-2
Mo Yi's heart skipped a beat, and an unknown feeling came to his heart. Before he could react, he felt the elevator below him tremble!
He subconsciously supported the cold wall of the elevator to stabilize his figure.
The smooth zipline sound suddenly became sharp and harsh! There was a huge roar of machine braking, and the entire elevator plummeted down again!
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Mo Yi's back.
The overhead light suddenly dimmed, and a yellowish light flickered in the elevator.
The elevator stopped moving and seemed to have stopped in mid-air.
The inside of the closed elevator was dimmed.
Mo Yi raised his head and stared at the screen. Neither the numbers nor the triangles flickered anymore, as if they had been frozen.
In his ears, he could only hear his slightly rapid breathing, and the piercing groans from the zipline.
At this moment, the lights in the elevator flickered, and then suddenly went out—
Everything was plunged into darkness.