Doomsday Cruise

Chapter 6: Track in the fog 6

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The wait is always long, but not this time, or, fortunately, not.

If the speed is too slow, it is destined not to go far on the track, and it will slide down the same path. If it's average speed - that's the worst thing, they will stop near the top and either fall back or fall.

Mo Xiaoyao's small stage was very fast, and the wind that hit her face almost made her unable to open her eyes, her nose could hardly breathe, so she could only open her mouth stupidly to assist. She has never been on a roller coaster before, so she has no way to compare whether the current speed is normal or abnormal, so she can only make a judgment based on her feeling.

Forget it, I've already opened my mouth, what a waste if I don't shout a few times.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Amidst the screams, the small stage moved forward rapidly on the slide rails, Mo Xiaoyao couldn't care less about counting, and took over all the shouts of the three of them by himself.

Then, she found that the small stage had reached the top. Like Leyin and Jiang Yan, she is now rushing down.

The postures of the three people are similar. They all put their arms through the horizontal fence in a pull-up posture, and then grasped the easiest rail next to their heads.

Because they were upside down, their feet were now bent backwards at 90 degrees, and they were firmly grasping the opposite side of the small stage floor, using the strength of their legs to relieve the pressure on their arms.

Mo Xiaoyao tried his best to straighten his waist, put his body on the railing with all his strength, relax his arms slightly, let the railing lie across his arms, and use the strength of his limbs to let himself hang like a koala. On the small stage turned upside down.

They had been hanging here for at least 3 seconds, Mo Xiaoyao's heart was beating wildly, and his face was flushed because of nervousness and brain congestion.

She looked at Jiang Yan, who was in a similar state to her, and obviously didn't like to exercise much at ordinary times. Hanging here at this time, one could tell at a glance that he had put in a lot of effort.

So, how long will they hang on? If you hang on like this all the time, it's better to just let go and fall down to save your worry.

Of course, when I think about it, Mo Xiaoyao's arms and legs are still firmly fixed to his body, so if he can live with it, he will live with it.

At this moment, a dark shadow flew past them, blocking the light source from nowhere in this space.

Mo Xiaoyao's first reaction was that those little monsters were chasing him, but after a closer look, he realized that it was not. It was a person who was grabbed by the shoulder by the pterodactyl and stopped opposite to their small upside-down stage.

It should be a single-seater car. Mo Xiaoyao felt that she had seen this thing in her memory, but because it was too far away, she didn't plan to run there at all. She wondered who was so lucky to get a flight mounts.

Looking at it now, Mo Xiaoyao is not envious at all. The person whose shoulder was grabbed by the pterodactyl is already dripping with blood. His shoulder was directly penetrated by the two sharp claws of the pterodactyl. , or rather, hanging him on his paws like a piece of dried bacon.

The man's hands and feet were gone, and the wound was hidden in the tattered clothes, and the blood-soaked clothes were stuck to the wound again, and it was completely impossible to see what caused it from the outside. But looking at this miserable appearance, one can guess that this person must not have been like this when he came in, and must have been injured just now.

It's just that he doesn't know whether it's the little monster or the pterodactyl holding him. Mo Xiaoyao had a faint guess in his heart, secretly glad that the car he picked was good, at least there was no such a big pit.

The man's facial features were distorted due to the pain, but he couldn't utter a word, so he could only open his mouth to them, looking like he was asking for help. Unfortunately, the three of them here were too busy to take care of themselves.

In other words, only Leyin has this enthusiasm, and the other two don't even have the intention to save each other.

The time passed little by little, and about 10 seconds later, from the entrance of the track, several cars came up one after another, and then they lined up in order when everyone thought they would collide. Because the slalom is a circular arc, some people in the car who didn't reach the top don't have to hang so hard like Mo Xiaoyao and the others.

Mo Xiaoyao took a glance and found that these cars were all ground mounts, and the broomsticks and mini helicopters he saw before were all gone.

Why is this

Waiting is also waiting, Mo Xiaoyao raised his neck subconsciously, his eyes easily turned to the sky that was also covered with mist, and then he was taken aback, as if he understood something.

If those people thought that they had snatched the flying mount, they had no fear in raising them to heights they should not have reached, then I am afraid that they would have been swallowed up by this weird fog until there was nothing left.

As for why the man caught by the pterodactyl is fine, it may be because the pterodactyl has a sense of independent life. It probably knows which altitude in the sky is unsafe, and it will avoid that altitude for its own sake.

And the other people with flying mounts are all dead things that need to be controlled by themselves, so they can't blame others for rushing forward without observing the surroundings.

While thinking, Mo Xiaoyao was still staring at the sky blankly, and when she regained her composure, she found that the fog had begun to move again, and there was a faint intention to disperse it. Her mind froze, she hurriedly looked away, and turned to look at her partner Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan had also been observing for a long time, and at this moment, he also shifted his gaze to Mo Xiaoyao, and the two eyes met unexpectedly, each other was taken aback, subconsciously moved to the left for 3 seconds at the same time, thinking that the other After he stopped looking and moved back, he met his gaze again.

Just when Jiang Yan was about to say something, the man held by the pterodactyl suddenly struggled violently, his face was full of panic, and in addition to despair, there were deep fear and resentment in his eyes.

In the next second, the pterodactyl lowered its pointed long mouth, and engulfed the man's head in one gulp. With a crisp "click", its prey became a man without hands, feet, or legs. The body of the head.

Looking up, the pterodactyl's sharp mouth opened and closed a few times, as if it was randomly chewing on the human head it had just swallowed.

Everyone watched the horrific scene in silence, covered their mouths and closed their eyes timidly, but more people stared at it without blinking, guarding against the pterodactyl not eating Satisfy, launch an attack on your side.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the pterodactyl raised the throat on its neck and slid down, swallowing its food. Then, it flapped its wings and uttered a few sharp and piercing calls, with its unfinished booty hanging from its paws, it flapped its wings and flew high in the direction it came from.

The racers hanging on the slalom track were relieved when they couldn't see the back of the pterodactyl. Just when they were speechless and wanted to do something to relieve their tension, there was a burst of mechanical force under their feet. the sound of.

"One minute is up, the first group, let's go."

As soon as the voice fell, the small stage that was filmed first started to move, and quickly slid down the second half of the track at a speed that violated the common sense of physics.

This speed was faster than the climber's back. The wind blew so hard that Mo Xiaoyao couldn't open her eyes. She let go of one hand holding the railing and picked up the bass again, but found that the small stage was very unstable now. She couldn't stand up at all.

Just when she was thinking about whether to wait until it stabilized, Jiang Yan suddenly shouted urgently and seriously from the side: "Nine o'clock position, hurry up!"

Regardless of the question, Mo Xiaoyao subconsciously followed Jiang Yan's words and turned the bass position towards 9 o'clock. She felt a blur in front of her eyes, as if something flashed past the side of the small stage.

"7 o'clock!"

"12 o'clock!"

"8 o'clock!"

"9:00!"

"1 o'clock!"

Jiang Yan's passwords came one after another, and Mo Xiaoyao was not in a hurry to figure it out by himself, so he adjusted his position according to his words. With the cooperation of Jiang Yan's piano sound, the small stage made many beautiful drifts and tail flicks in succession.

Mo Xiaoyao seriously suspects that now that the speed of the small stage has reached the speed of the intercity high-speed rail, she is just an ordinary person, and she really can't hold it.

As for the music? That guy has already vomited in the dark, as long as he can hold on to the railing and not throw himself out, it will not hold everyone back.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long. According to Jiang Yan later, it was 30 seconds at most, but in Mo Xiaoyao's view, it was as long as 30 minutes.

On the way, they also saw a wreckage at the bend, which should be one of the two groups in front, but the other group was nowhere to be seen. They didn't know if they had reached the end point or couldn't control it. Live rushed into the fog.

The speed of the small stage slowed down slowly, and the end of the track was already in sight. On the ground at most 500 meters away from them, there were black and white grid marks that are commonly seen on racing tracks. A very thin line of colored light, stretched straight by chirping little red gnomes on the left and right, just waiting for someone to rush through here to win the championship.

"Do we have brakes?" Mo Xiaoyao suddenly asked this question, "I think it's best not to rush directly."

Jiang Yan was a little surprised by Mo Xiaoyao's observation ability, but he didn't say much, he just stopped playing and nodded in agreement: "There is no brake, we just need not continue to accelerate."

As soon as he finished speaking, the car that was behind Mo Xiaoyao passed them like a whirlwind, and left behind a mocking sentence that could drive any competitor mad.

However, none of the three people on the small stage paid any attention to him. Mo Xiaoyao had an indifferent expression on his face and didn't even look at him. Jiang Yan had a sneer on the corner of his lips, but he waved to that person in a good mood.

As for Leyin...well, he was still lying there throwing up, not recovering from the dizziness.

That car is a multi-person car, but now there are only two people sitting in the front and co-pilots, a man and a woman, talking a few words from time to time, it looks like a couple in love.

At this time, the two were only tens of meters away from the finish line that symbolizes the championship, and the front was wide open without any obstacles. The man turned his head and said something to the woman, which caused the woman to smile charmingly, moved her lips together, and pressed them against the man's extended mouth.

Then, a red light burst out, and the two headless corpses crossed the finish line in the car. And their heads were cut off by ribbons that were as sharp as nanofilaments. Before rolling to the ground, the two of them still maintained a kissing posture.

In the tens of seconds after the accident, the small stage passed half of the black and white grid marks on the ground at an extremely slow speed, and stopped right in front of the very thin colored line.

At this time, Mo Xiaoyao was still standing in the front, she turned her head to confirm with Jiang Yan, then stretched out her hand, and lightly touched the thread with her fingertips.

Immediately, a burst of dizziness struck.

When she regained consciousness again, she found herself standing on a pier with a gangway in front of her, and the gangway led to a huge luxury cruise ship with 13 floors.

A man in the uniform of a chief mate stood by the gangway, bowed to her and saluted her, as if the tentacles on the face of an octopus swayed as he spoke: "Ma'am, please show your ticket."

It was only then that Mo Xiaoyao realized that he was holding something in his right hand. He opened his hand and saw that it was a card made of unknown material. It was black, and it was written in blood-red letters:

Name: Mo Xiaoyao

Stateroom: 8019 on the 8th floor, sea view room

The entire crew wishes you a happy life aboard Doomsday Cruises.

joy? Mo Xiaoyao thought, impossible.