Inside the Black Gate is pure darkness.
"Everyone, have a nice trip," said Fang Yuanyuan.
A strange smell of dust and meat wafted from the door, and a breath-like wind blew out a warm feeling. Yin Ren glanced at Zhong Cheng from the corner of his eye and said, stand first.
He took out his right foot and stretched tentatively into the darkness. After making sure there was solid ground inside the door, he moved forward with confidence.
Zhong Cheng said, following closely behind Yin Ren, his footsteps light and alert. Yin Ren subconsciously wanted to grab the other person's hand, but thinking about the touch of Zhong Cheng's skin that day, he made an emergency stop and retracted his claws that were about to move.
That strange feeling of discomfort came back to life, and she still chose to pick on such small things.
But Lord Yama is so close, so he shouldn't be able to lose it. Yin Ren scratched the tip of his nose and continued walking forward.
At first there was darkness that completely obscured the vision.
As if immersed in thick warm water, Yin Ren's whole body was supported by buoyancy, and he moved forward easily and strangely. There was a flickering light in the distance, swaying quietly, like the faint sunlight from the bottom of the water looking toward the surface.
The pedestrians on the road looked even more strange. If you looked carefully, they only had a vague human shape. Those "people" had no facial features, and their clothes and items all lacked details, just like a few scrawled blocks of color spliced together, making them look extremely weird.
Fortunately, it is black and does not make him Fu Xingchuan No. 2.
At first glance, the street looks bright and well-illuminated, and there are many pedestrians on the street - if you only take a vague look, it is indeed the case.
These buildings appear to be more dilapidated and filthy than the streets of Haigu City. The surface is covered with "creeping vines" like blood vessels, which bulge and deflate [dòng].
"Zhong Cheng said..." He opened his mouth to greet Zhong Cheng, but found that his voice was blurry, as if separated by a layer of water.
The little girl's face turned a little blue. She quietly retreated behind the convenience store sign and tried to hide herself.
The light was getting closer and closer, and finally, as if stepping out of the water sideways, Yin Ren walked out of the darkness.
Huang Jin: "Miss Lu, do you have any new instructions?"
The clothes of the remaining three people changed.
Upon closer inspection, the street seems endless. The buildings on the street twist, intersect, and merge in some impossible form. They are so tall that the top floors are invisible and stretch toward the sky.
Yin Ren reached out and touched the wall of the convenience store nearest to him. It had an uncomfortable warmth to the touch, like hot entrails.
She was about to apologize, but found that the man didn't stop. The thing first maintained the appearance of being hit and continued to move forward with extremely awkward movements. After more than ten steps, its posture gradually returned to normal.
The "buoyancy" suddenly disappeared, and his whole body suddenly felt heavy.
After looking at Comrade Xiao Zhong, Yin Ren looked at himself speechlessly. His long hair was let down again, and his T-shirt was replaced by an old-fashioned gown at some point.
Huang Jin took off his hat in confusion and threw it away. A moment later, another identical hat appeared on his head.
Yin Ren raised his head and stared in fascination at the hole leading to an unknown place. Zhong Cheng said that when he was photographed from behind, Lord Ghost King's hair almost exploded.
Yin Ren continued to walk towards the light. The temperature is just right and the shade is gentle. Walking in this darkness, he felt unprecedentedly relaxed, even a little drowsy.
"Don't be afraid, those are not real people, they have no thoughts." Huang Jinyan said concisely, "You also let go -"
Ge Tingting tugged on his high school uniform with a trace of fascination on his face. However, when she saw the chest of the school uniform, the little girl's expression changed slightly.
The text in front was a string of garbled characters, and the pattern structure looked like words but not like words. They couldn't read any meaning.
There is no sky or sun in this world. There was only a whirlpool full of darkness above Yin Ren's head. Thick gray mist emitted from the edge of the vortex, which kept rotating and stirring the top of the building that penetrated. The messy things floated as if weightless and disappeared into the depths of darkness.
[%#@#% Middle School]
Huang Jin: “…”
He raised his head and looked in the direction of the building's "growth".
Huang Jin looked in the direction where Yin Ren and Zhong Cheng were talking, his words of relief stuck in his throat.
"Find a base and familiarize yourself with the surrounding environment. It is not recommended to spend the first night outside."
He was standing at the entrance of a street.
Zhong Cheng's footsteps sounded steadily behind him. After making sure that the other party had no abnormal reaction, Yin Ren stopped talking and quickened his pace.
Ge Tingting stood further to the outside of the street, and she was almost knocked down by a "person" walking by quickly.
Building signs, street advertising posters, and product packaging of vending machines are all covered with garbled words—they look normal at first glance, but they don’t exist in the world at all.
Zhong Cheng said that he was scraping the wall with bright eyes and put it into the sampling box. Yin Ren enthusiastically poked at the vending machine, trying to make it spit out one or two mysterious products.
When Yin Ren turned around, he was shocked.
Even in the most absurd spells, he had never seen such an illusion.
Ge Tingting wore a fat uniform from an unknown school. It was bright blue with white, which made it look a bit rustic. Huang Jin's clothes changed into a maintenance suit, and there was a peaked cap on his head.
The shoes on his feet even became leather shoes and were polished to a shine. Paired with the rimless glasses Zhong Cheng said, this person looked like an elite who had just finished a meeting.
"Hey, hey, can you hear me?" Lu Xiaohe's voice came from the single earphone, "If you find that the clothes on your body have changed, don't worry. That's Guo Laifu's consciousness correction-according to your appearance, he changes you Converted into a more understandable image.”
Zhong Cheng said he was a little uncomfortable knocking on his leather shoes and unbuttoned two buttons on his collar. He rarely wears slim-fitting clothes, as if he doesn't like such restrictive styles.
Yin Ren also discovered this.
Yin Ren didn't have time to care about this at the moment - he looked at the scene in front of him and rarely held his breath.
The clothes Zhong Cheng mentioned turned into a particularly formal suit. Unlike the uniforms of those sales staff, this black suit was cut just right, clearly outlining the man's body lines.
The vortex is like an eye hole looking down at all living beings, silent and silent.
Lu Xiaohe's voice was a little distant.
"It is recommended to use office buildings or hotel buildings for the base. What you see is the impression in Guo Laifu's mind, and the architectural features should be obvious."
Shi'an Building, specially allocated offices for Group 9.
After saying that, Lu Xiaohe in front of the screen looked at Guo Laifu's brainwave monitor.
Entering a living thing into the brain will cause a reaction in the brain, and her teammates should soon have their first "night".
Lu Xiaohe clicked the mouse worriedly, and with the clicking sound, she cast her eyes to another big screen.
There are four sets of data jumping on it.
That was the mood swings of the four members of the special group nine.
Emotions are roughly divided into two basic categories: "fear" and "satisfaction". The following four categories are respectively extended to "sorrow" and "evil", "joy" and "love".
Under the four categories, there are branches like "disgust", "anger", "shame", "relaxation", "curiosity" and other smaller branches. The various data are dazzling.
In the archives, emotions become very easy to monitor. If the person inside has different intentions, no matter how superb his or her acting skills are, it will be difficult to fake his or her true emotions when facing his or her companions.
Hatred, malice, disgust... these suspicious emotions will be directly quantified and transmitted through the wristbands of the four people.
To be honest, Lu Xiaohe didn't like the feeling of spying on her teammates, but this was an order from her direct superior. Now, Lu Xiaohe has deeply realized the necessity of this kind of monitoring.
Ge Tingting looked excited and nervous, and his fear reading was neither high nor low, rising and falling.
Huang Jin's mood is relatively stable, and he seems to be relatively numb to this strange scene. Huang Jin's reading only showed a hint of "helplessness" and a slight "hope", which was a very standard working condition.
Yin Ren's emotion readings were like dancing.
His "curiosity" is an up and down roller coaster, which is also mixed with "happiness", "nervousness", "worry" and sporadic "loss". If I have to say something suspicious, Yin Ren's "like" reading at the moment is a little higher than the common love and friendship between teammates, and I don't know where the increase comes from.
Just looking at the ups and downs of his emotions, he is more energetic than Huang Jin.
The problem lies in what Zhong Cheng said.
A little "curiosity" and "excitement", plus some "likes", but the rest is gone.
Starting with "fear" at the top, all the subordinate branches of "negative emotions", Zhongcheng said, all read zero.
The wristband Zhong Cheng mentioned was malfunctioning
Lu Xiaohe made several remote restarts and reconnections, but the list of emotional branches Zhong Cheng mentioned was still neatly zeroed.
Facing the incomprehensible vision, Zhong Cheng said he didn't feel any fear, nervousness or uneasiness.
The man was simply curious.
This kind of data cannot be explained by "personal personality" alone. Lu Xiaohe frowned and bit his pen unconsciously.
"Sister Xiaohe, we just came in in the morning, and it's still far from evening. Is it too early to prepare a stronghold now?"
Yin Ren's voice came from the device, and at the same time, his "curiosity" reading rose again.
Lu Xiaohe came back to his senses: "Oh oh oh, he can't count the days and nights in his head. We are all invading foreign bodies, and his subconscious will definitely react. You still have about half an hour, so hurry up."
Fifteen minutes passed, and the four of them gathered in the hotel room.
It seems that Guo Laifu has never stayed in a good hotel. The outside of the hotel looked like that, but the man had a very bad impression of the hotel's interior.
This hotel is closest to the four people and only has two floors. Its interior is close to that of a third-rate youth hostel, with large whitewashed walls that peel off to reveal mud-gray walls.
The curtains were dark purple, stained with dirt, and tightly closed. Tacky decorative paintings hung on the walls, and the concrete floors were cracked and covered in dust.
Under the flickering incandescent lamp, the four single beds exuded the smell of moisture. There were suspicious stains on the sheets, and there were stained cokes and family planning supplies on the bedside table.
Zhong Cheng said expressionlessly, he took out a dust-proof plastic sheet from his backpack, covered it on one of the beds, and then put a sheet on it. After preparing all this, he sat upright on the edge of the bed.
Ge Tingting and Huang Jin, who were seated directly, said: "..."
Huang Jin: "There should be no germs in people's brains."
Even if the "Archives" can materialize the world inside the brain, it cannot create living viruses or bacteria out of thin air. Real life is not that easy to structure. As a spiritual craftsman, Huang Jin knows this very well.
Zhong Cheng replied seriously: "I know, it's just uncomfortable to watch."
Huang Jin looked at the "mental health is also healthy" that Zhong Cheng said floating on his body, and then looked at the alcohol wipes that the man skillfully took out, and was speechless for a moment. Yin Ren took the opportunity to glance at the luggage Zhong Cheng said. Very good. Zhong Cheng said that he did not bring a waterless face towel. A good start is half the success.
He walked to the window in a good mood and pulled the curtains aside -
The glass windows are covered with prying eyes.
They grow neatly on a piece of skin, blocking the windows tightly. Following Yin Ren's movements, those eyes turned their overly large pupils and looked at Yin Ren instantly.
The well-informed Ghost King: "..."
oh.
When the other three children didn't see it, Yin Ren took the broom from the corner of the hotel.
He opened the window with a smile and poked at the eyelids like spider webs. The latter was poked with tears in his eyes, fell down the window frame angrily, and floated to an unknown place.
When he first entered Shi'an, he seemed to have played this trick himself. How should I put it, Guo Laifu's impression of "hotel" is really abnormal.
Without the cover of the leather, the room suddenly became much brighter. From this angle, you can just see the weird street below.
It was only around ten o'clock in the morning, but there were already signs of nightfall on this street.
The unknown source of light disappeared during the day, and under the dim street lights, the clothes of the "pedestrians" were a little shorter. They staggered around, laughing and cursing much louder than during the day. But they are just repeated loops of the same sound, like background sounds recorded in advance.
Ge Tingting mustered up his courage and went to the window to look at the strange scene outside the window.
"It's getting dark." Zhong Cheng said to look at the sky and broadcast on time.
"Very good." Lu Xiaohe said, "Make sure the doors and windows are closed, and then go to the window and look out. Remember, no matter what you see or hear, you must never leave the room."
"The next scene is very important for your understanding of this mission."
As soon as Huang Jin locked the door, Ge Tingting by the window let out a scream.
Just as Yin Ren ran to the suitcase to get the meat jerky, he quickly straightened up and looked at the scene outside the window.
The sky darkened completely, and shadows swallowed up both sides of the street. As the street lights turn on, many "things" suddenly appear on the spacious street.
The street seemed to grow a layer of mold in an instant, and those things covered the entire street, squirming forward in a mighty manner.
They all look different, but they are far from the evil things Yin Ren knows. This wonderful procession moved forward slowly, passing through the bottom of the window one by one -
The four solitary spider legs were stuck together, kicking wildly, and were tightly packed into a ball. Some looked like slimy ferns, bending and stretching in every direction. There were also many twitching gray-colored cockleburs among them, squirming like worms and crawling slowly along the street.
There are more things squirming in the shadows, making it difficult to see clearly.
There are many monsters of this type and they are not big in size. They were about as tall as a man's calf, and they crowded through the streets like this.
Wherever they go, the already chaotic buildings become more and more twisted. "Pedestrians" on the street were stained by these things and were soon torn into pieces of color, seeping into the stone bricks of the street like sewage.
Slightly taller, somewhat vague humanoid shapes - they are about three meters tall, like charred corpses with arms raised. These things stretched out their dark and thin limbs or six limbs, swinging crazily in the night.
All the laughter and curses disappeared, and the streets were crowded with various monsters, but there was a strange dead silence. Ge Tingting subconsciously covered his mouth and nose, and Yin Ren also put down the half-eaten bag of meat jerky and remained politely quiet.
The worst is not these.
In addition to these weird things that I don’t know what they are, there is also a huge monster on the street.
Yin Ren squeezed his face against the window and could barely see the whole thing.
It was an orange cone filled with huge holes.
It floats in the air, has a texture close to that of a conch shell, and is larger than the hotel building they chose. There were rings of jellyfish-like tentacles on the bottom of the conical shell, and its huge body was floating on the street, bumping around aimlessly.
Where it collides, the building twists even more exaggeratedly. There was a straight office building that was twisted into a spiral and was about to break.
As if he noticed Yin Ren's gaze, when he passed the window where everyone was sitting, the shell suddenly came close, and something suddenly protruded from the bottomless hole -
It was a dark, moist eyeball. There are no pupils on it, just dots of sticky material.
The eyeball is several times bigger than their window.
The next moment, the eyeballs swooped back into the depths of the shell, as if nothing had happened.
At some point, Zhong Chengshuo walked up to Yin Ren. He frowned and stared at the giant pot outside the window, clearly seeing it.
These things are not evil, Yin Ren knows it in his heart.
He didn't feel the evil spirit, let alone the evil force. These things are almost integrated with the current environment and are not essentially different from "pedestrians" on the street.
But is this really Guo Laifu's imagination, as Lu Xiaohe said? This imagination is too weird.
"Boom!"
A muffled sound interrupted Yin Ren's thinking.
It was clearly the sound of flesh and blood colliding with something hard. Yin Ren quickly turned around.
Just two steps behind them, Huang Jin was kneeling on his knees, with a flesh-gray "cocklebur" stuck on his head at some point.
Its long thorns blended into Huang Jin's hair, twitching like a sick little animal.
The strange thing is that Huang Jin is completely unaware of it. He collapsed on the ground, his hands pressing his temples, his eyes trembling wildly. His face was livid, and he looked anxious and on the verge of vomiting.
"Is Ding Lizi okay now that I'm gone? She has no relatives or friends to take care of her and her memory has not been erased. I should spend more time with her..."
"But I have no objection to Shi'an now. I don't want to go to jail, which will make our situation worse..."
"Did I forget to lock the door before leaving? What should I do if I can't go back to confirm within five days..."
He muttered quickly, and his right wrist ring beeped an alarm.
"Huang Jin?" Zhong Cheng said, holding Yin Ren down as a precaution and calling tentatively. Huang Jin turned a deaf ear, sweat dripping down his cheeks.
"Is there something intruding in the room? Don't panic."
Amidst the sirens, Lu Xiaohe took the initiative to speak, and her tone was very calm: "Zhong Cheng said, you go check the possible invasion points. Yin Ren and Ge listen, stay away from Huang Jin—"
The next moment, there was a loud noise, and Huang Jin's wristband buzzed. Huang Jin shivered twice and his eyes were dull for a few seconds.
He seemed to have just recovered from a nightmare, gasping for breath, and his eyes were still in a trance.
The gray cocklebur slid across his back and fell to the ground with a clatter, its soft thorns shaking in the air.
It's electric shock, it seems to work on that thing.
Confirming that Huang Jin's life was safe, Zhong Cheng left the window and dutifully found the invasion point. Ge Tingting was like a frightened cat. She rushed to the corner of the room, trying to stay away from the thing.
[Ear Man: It's screaming. ] After making sure that she had shrunk, she trembled and conveyed the message to her companions.
"It's okay, don't panic, they can't cause you any essential harm." Lu Xiaohe comforted her, "Don't worry about it, it will disappear on its own when the time is up."
As she explained, Huang Jin stood up twitchingly. He carefully moved away and fell onto the dirty bed, leaving the strange thing twitching in place.
Seeing that Comrade Huang Jin was very capable of taking care of himself, Yin Ren silently took out his cell phone. He was about to comfort Ge Tingting from the air, but found that more than a dozen messages had already popped up on the screen.
[Siren: Can I eat it?]
[Siren: Can I eat it?]
[Siren: Can I eat it?]
[what is that?]Yin Ren quickly typed a reply.
[The weak can be eaten. ] it explained cheerfully.
Yin Ren chuckled: [Okay, no eating allowed]
[Siren:?]
The dog was silly, and Yin Ren never believed all the information it gave. The rating of Ganqing is about the same as mine, so who is he, a weakling who can't be eaten
But if the dog thing's words are even remotely credible, this thing is by no means a simple illusion.
Yin Ren looked deeply at the gray cocklebur writhing on the ground. He thought for a moment, then slipped towards the door and picked up the plastic basin under the sink.
Next, he pressed the basin and pressed the weight in one go, and Yin Ren breathed a sigh of relief.
The meaty cockleburs were thumping inside, and the thumping sound was a little tired.
Yin Ren ignored it. He imitated Ge Tingting's movements and leisurely hid in another corner.
Yes, at least I am much stronger than this weird-looking little thing.
At this moment, Zhong Cheng said that he was following Lu Xiaohe’s instructions and blocking the peephole in the toilet—
He searched around and found such a flaw. The hole was about the size of a coin and was hidden behind a tattered poster with wet slime still on it. "Xanthium" probably got in from here.
Zhong Cheng said pulling off the tape and plugging the hole neatly.
He was just about to walk to the living room when he heard a click and something poked open the hole he had just sealed.
A thin human finger withdrew from the hole. Then there was another squeezing sound, and another "Xanthium" also squeezed in.
Now Zhong Cheng said he saw it clearly. It was extremely painful for that thing to get in, and it didn't look like it came in voluntarily. However, upon discovering Zhong Cheng said, Xanthium suddenly became energetic and rushed towards him.
At the same time, there was a soft hum from the peephole.
"Paji."
Zhong Cheng said, smacking away the Xanthium that jumped at him happily, and narrowed his eyes at the hole.
Interesting, he thought.
Besides them, there are other "people" here.
The author has something to say:
Xiao Yin: Is this the new era? (Holding the meat jerky, pupils shaking)
Xiao Zhong: This is not hygienic.jpg
(End of chapter)