Dakang dragged Han Yu out and ran out and heard a loud noise behind him within two steps, followed by a violent shaking of his feet.
There was an angry roar of big-headed people in the library behind.
Dakang nodded secretly.
It seems that the grenade should not blow it lightly, let alone blow it off, right? With luck, you might be able to blow up those who are chasing over!
I also figured out the bad breath in my heart!
Two people running in the dark,
There are huge ventilation ducts above your head, and cold steel plates under your feet.
But here, Dakang sees more and more traces of human beings,
This made him uncontrollably speed up his pace.
At this moment, Dakang urgently needs to know some information about this strange place, and those unknown people are his targets.
Ran forward along this narrow passage for about ten minutes,
The two saw a crack in front of them blocked by a wooden board,
Carefully removed the plank,
The two got in,
It looks like a hideout that has been transformed by people,
The hiding place was built on the corner of a ventilation pipe, and various tools and sundries were scattered on the ground.
There are two exits, both of which are blocked by wooden boards.
In the corner of the hiding place, Dakang saw a tent built of all kinds of clothes. There was an extinguished bonfire and a pot beside the tent.
"Anyone?" Dakang said cautiously: "We are also the people trapped here..."
It's quiet all around,
Dakang and Han Yu looked at each other.
"Will he go out looking for food? Not there?" Han Yu said.
"It's possible..." Dakang nodded uncertainly, and walked slowly towards the tent.
Raising the curtain in front of the tent, Dakang’s hand was set in the air,
There is a dead bone lying in the tent...
Curled up in the corner of the tent, the surrounding bedding was covered with black stains,
"He's dead..." Da Kang felt sad, and Han Yu also leaned over, clutching Da Kang's arm tightly.
"There is no rancid smell here, it looks like it has been dead for a long time..."
"Ok."
Dakang nodded and got into the tent.
He needs to search to see if he can find some clues. The unknown poor man avoided the monster, but died in such a place...
"Han Yu, you light up the bonfire outside, let's rest here for a while..."
"it is good!"
Han Yu started a fire outside,
Dakang squatted in the tent and checked the surroundings.
This person has a homemade dagger on his/her hand, and there is a deep scratch on the wrist bone of his/her left hand.
"It looks like suicide... How much effort did it take to make such a deep scratch?... How desperate is it?"
Dakang pursed his lips and sighed.
Soon, he found a diary under the bedding,
The diary was carefully wrapped in a transparent plastic sheet. It seems that the owner of this diary deliberately saved the diary before he died.
I checked in the tent and found that when there was nothing else of value, Dakang got out of the tent.
Han Yu has rekindled the bonfire,
The warm fire light illuminates this simple hiding place,
Some of the food stored in the corner has been rotten and there are only a few residues left...
Han Yu brought two wooden stools from the side and placed them beside the bonfire. At the moment, he was sitting by the fire looking at the fire in a daze.
Dakang came over, took out water and food from the ring and gave it to Han Yu.
Han Yu turned his head to look at Dakang, noticed what he was holding, and asked:
"Is this found in the tent?"
"It should be a diary..."
"Did he starve to death?" Han Yu looked at Dakang with an ugly expression.
"No, he should have committed suicide..." Da Kang shook his head.
"Life is really too fragile..." Han Yu whispered.
Dakang sat on the stool and took apart the plastic sheet covered with black stains.
Carefully took out the diary,
The diary is ugly,
It looks like it was made by myself. The blank pages in various books of different types were torn off and then re-bound...
Turn to the first page,
Dakang’s eyes lit up,
This is a hand drawn map!
It’s just that Dakang can only understand part of the text above.
"I don't quite understand the text on this, can you read it?" Dakang asked Han Yu, handing over the notebook.
Han Yu took the notebook, looked down, and flipped through the content at the back. He said with some confusion, "This is a general text, don't you understand it?"
"Then take a look, what is written on it?" Da Kang didn't care about the doubt in her tone at all.
Han Yu turned on his headlamp and carefully looked at the notebook in his hand.
Slowly spoke:
"The first page is the map here... He only explored part of it, but recorded it all!"
"This ghost place seems to be a huge drum!"
Han Yu pointed to the label beside the map and said,
"The library is the top floor. Next to the library is the prayer room. On the other side of the prayer room, there is a rest room. The three floors below the library are restaurants. Under the restaurant, he wrote an unknown area marked as extremely dangerous! The two floors below this area are the kitchen, and then the workshop and the warehouse, and the garbage dump at the bottom..."
Han Yu's finger went all the way down the top layer on the map, and finally clicked on the location representing the garbage dump, and continued:
"He drew something like a passage in the center of the map, marked with... an elevator, and there is a bold line next to the elevator, I don't know what it is for!"
In addition, the reading app I am using recently has a lot of books, full of books, and fast updates!
"Look at the diary, did you mention anything?" Da Kang nodded, and subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the tent behind him again.
Han Yu lowered his head and continued to look back at the diary.
The diary was recorded by a man named Fang Wenyao,
According to what he described in his diary, he was trapped here when he was on an expedition with a few companions.
The front of the diary records some memories of him and his companions entering here,
Until he found this hiding place, he built a hiding place by himself.
Dakang became interested at this time,
"On January 16, I found this place where I can hide next to the ventilation duct! This can be used as my hiding place, I have to transform it into a temporary base... The books in the library can be used as fuel, and Provide me with paper to write records... I have to get some books back..."
"On January 17, I discovered that those monsters in the dark had no sense of sight or smell. As long as I didn’t make a sound, even if I stood in front of them, they didn’t find me... I got back a lot of books, and I don’t lack fuel. …"
"On January 21st, I found food. Although I don't know what meat it is, I am very hungry... I have to eat..."
"On January 25, I had a nightmare, dreaming of what they looked like when they died, and they asked me with blood on their faces, why didn't they save them..."
"On January 29, I got the rope. I swear I have never seen such a horrible prayer room... and I have never seen prayers like this... Are they really praying? Forget it, let me put that place first. Name it the prayer room... at least they are all quiet there!"
"On February 3rd, I still need ropes. This channel is deeper than I thought..."
"On February 5th, how can I escape this ghost place..."
"On February 15th, I finally reached the deepest level. It was full of rubbish. There I found a lot of people’s clothing and weapons. I finally understood that it’s not that the surrounding area has become bigger, but that I have become smaller... I must leave here!"
When Han Yu read this, he suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth and looked at Dakang with horror: "We have become smaller? How is this possible?"
"Nothing is impossible, we have become smaller now, are we?"
Dakang said, raising his hand to signal Han Yu: "Look from the back to the front, skip the unimportant information!"
Han Yu nodded, flipped through the diary, and started reading from back to front:
"On July 11th, I think, I have found a way to get out of here..." Han Yu suddenly raised his head and looked at Dakang.
Dakang lifted his spirits and looked at Han Yu,
"what way?"
"No, there is nothing behind the diary..." Han Yu's face was pale, and he cast his eyes on the tent. (End of this chapter)