A layer of tiny goose bumps seemed to appear on Ajin's back.
Although Yuan Yuxue hadn't finished her words, she seemed to understand the unfinished meaning. Her fingertips on her knees tightened slightly, sinking into the soft skin. Ah Jin's throat rolled a little, and he said tentatively: "It should be... No way?"
No one spoke.
In the unbearable silence, the door connecting the two areas suddenly closed. Some silver smooth surfaces in the machine, like a mirror, reflected the figures of the players.
There are countless reflective surfaces, and the number of shadows increases infinitely.
When Yuan Yuxue seemed to be aware of something and looked over, countless pairs of pale and boneless hands suddenly popped out from those machines, targeting the three players who were still standing among them.
The speed of those "hands" is so fast that it far exceeds the normal reaction ability of humans.
Even though Yuan Yuxue had clearly seen their shapes, there were too many of them. Even a tiny pause would be fatal in this encirclement. Once touched by one "hand", countless hands would soon entangle her.
Curly and Ajin are facing the same situation.
Countless hands wrapped around them, locking the players tightly inside, swallowing them up, and wrapping them into a tightly fitting "cocoon".
After the mutation, the area returned to silence, the players' figures were covered, leaving only three huge strange circles formed by countless pairs of "hands".
Those smooth silver instruments sparkled under the light.
…
Yuan Yuxue woke up.
He had no idea why he lost consciousness and fell into a coma, which was a very rare occurrence for him.
In short, when Yuan Yuxue opened her eyes, she was already in a closed medical room with no windows. Next to her was an operating table more than one meter high. The only light came from the turned on surgical light.
And he was tied to a mechanical chair.
It was the most hideous and conspicuous medical device they had seen when they entered the area where medical equipment was stored.
Of course, there are still some subtle differences. For example, the mechanical chair that Yuan Yuxue saw at that time was very old and mottled, with some parts showing signs of slight oxidation, and faint traces of dried blood remaining on the connected pipes. But this machine looked very new - new. Yuan Yuxue tilted her head slightly and could see her masked face reflected on a smooth mechanical column, even her eyelashes were reflected in every detail, and the slightly trembling arc was perfectly matched.
It's so smooth as if it had just been carefully cleaned.
This mechanical chair has never been used.
This is an easy conclusion to draw.
Of course, it might be used now, Yuan Yuxue thought calmly.
The heavy silver shackles were used on Yuan Yuxue, her wrists were tied tightly, making her lift up in an insecure position. Her feet were also shackled and chained, locking in a very narrow gap, making it very difficult to change her position.
Because she was tied too tightly, Yuan Yuxue's skin was even slightly reddened by the shackles where her flesh was in contact, making her look very pitiful.