Su Zimo, who was carrying a bag, was the last to leave the room.
And the hotel corridor outside the room looks a little different from before.
From the moment of entering this nightmare world, the old and yellowish wallpaper in the hotel corridor and the dark red carpet on the floor gave people a feeling of depression and discomfort, but after leaving the room, the hotel corridor in Su Zimo's vision changed again. got even weirder.
The corridor of the hotel seems to be a large "return"-shaped corridor, because at the beginning, it took Su Zimo and the others more than ten minutes to complete a lap and return to the elevator entrance that was no longer usable at the beginning.
There are still those broken mirrors hanging on the corridor walls, some are round, some are square, embedded in rusted European metal frames, reflecting the fragmented mirror images of the practitioners.
The shattered mirror and the shattered mirror stand at a distance, with lit white candles and equally rusted candlesticks.
What made Su Zimo and other practitioners feel strange was that the old and dusty wallpaper was even more broken than before, and some of the wallpaper had even peeled off the walls, revealing dark walls that were indistinguishable from the candlelight.
Maybe black, maybe crimson.
Also, the candlelight, which was already dim and dim, seemed to become even dim after they left the shelter! The unknown wind blew through the almost closed corridor, the weak candle flame was blown by the wind, and the candle shadow on the wall shook like a ghost.
"Changing, darkening?" Although Han Ling's foot was only stabbed, she still limped when she walked. She gritted her teeth to keep up with the speed of the team.
"But all the candles have not been extinguished, and the front and back are barely visible." Su Zimo adjusted his glasses and determined that the darkening of the corridor was not his illusion.
The good news is that the darkness that can "eat people" did not follow them closely, so although Su Zimo and the others walked in the corridor counterclockwise as before, their speed was much slower than at the beginning. Had a chance to breathe with that timid male student.
When walking along the dilapidated corridor, Su Zimo could feel that Qi Xiaomin by his side would glance at him from time to time, to be precise, at the oversized mountaineering bag he was carrying behind him. It can be seen that this "senior" who has experienced two nightmare worlds still minds the fact that Su Zimo "shuns" the old vase in the shelter.
"I want to go home..." The male student who was beaten by Zheng Ming with a wooden stick all the way forward was crying and grimacing. He didn't dare to look at the walls on both sides, as if there were ghosts hidden in the reflection of the wallpaper and candlelight.
"We all want to go home." Qi Xiaomin sighed and said with a wry smile, "The practitioners who entered the nightmare world seem to be randomly selected, without any conditions or signs, and no one even knows what the nightmare world and the practitioners are. Why does it exist, as if the nightmare comes and everything can only be considered unlucky."
"This kind of selection is not fair at all." Han Ling, who was stumbling, declined Qi Xiaomin's help with a heavy expression.
"Nightmare world is not fair, just keep contented and happy. Compared to other nightmare worlds I've experienced, this task is a simple level." Zheng Ming snorted while pushing the male student forward, "As long as it is completed In this mission, you will get basic nightmare points, and the next time you enter the nightmare world, it will not be as uncomfortable as it is now."
Su Zimo has been at the back of the team from the beginning. He can feel that Zheng Ming has a bad temper, bad personality, and some uncomfortable behaviors and eyesight. But for the newcomers who entered the nightmare world for the first time, Zheng Ming at least fulfilled the most basic obligation of the seniors to lead the newcomers.
Although he is reluctant to ponder the bad side of human nature, Su Zimo believes that there are seniors who are worse than Zheng Ming.
It was also at this time that Su Zimo suddenly noticed something in the corridor - it was a hotel cart covered with a yellowish white cloth. In Su Zimo's impression, this cart seemed to be in the hotel. The cleaning staff used to change the bedding and some supplies in the washroom.
In the back-shaped corridor, it seems that such a cart is parked in every section, but these carts were parked neatly against the wall before, but now they are crooked in the middle of the corridor.
Coupled with the fact that Su Zimo had harvested a few "goods" in the washroom of the shelter before, he naturally paid attention to the metal cart that was kicked away by Zheng Ming.
Su Zimo, who was walking at the end, lifted the dusty and yellowed white cloth and saw some familiar six-piece toiletry sets and rolls of paper on the top layer of the cart! It's a pity that more than half of the packaging was dilapidated, and there was no remark for sale at all, so Su Zimo only found two complete sets of toiletries and a roll of paper, and threw them all into the oversized backpack that he carried with him. .
"Hey! What are you doing?!"
Because Su Zimo didn't hide his actions, Zheng Ming, who had been wary of the darkness behind him, saw Su Zimo's inexplicable actions as soon as he turned around!
what the hell
Although every experiencer hopes to take something away from the nightmare world. But what they hope to take away are weapons that can fight ghosts and props that can protect themselves, not the hotel's six-piece bathroom...
Not even cheap rolls!
Zheng Ming reluctantly told these newcomers before that it would cost very, very, very precious Nightmare Points to take things out of the nightmare world... So he couldn't figure out why anyone would want to take the scrolls away. ? !
So... it's really a roll of paper, right
"Are you sick?! Are you crazy?!" Zheng Ming looked at Su Zimo, who had one of the best looks among all the people he met. He was a little jealous of this young man's good skin, and at the same time made fun of the other party for being an absolute idiot. Fool.
"Maybe it will be useful later." Su Zimo tugged at the corners of his slightly stiff mouth, but finally gave up. The eyes behind the glasses looked at Zheng Ming calmly.
No matter how inexplicable what he does is his own business, as long as it doesn't hold back the team, it has nothing to do with anyone in the team.
To other practitioners, these toiletries and rolls are just useless rubbish.
But for Su Zimo, these things are likely to be related to his remaining lifespan, which makes him unable to care too much about other people's sights and opinions.
"..." Zheng Ming seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just snorted coldly, turned around and kicked the little fat man in front of him again, "What a nightmare to increase the number of people, want it to be used as a ghost!"
Although the darkness behind them can't be seen, everyone feels that the darkness is in a corner behind them, so no one is willing to stop for unimportant things, even Su Zimo who is walking at the end is a little bit Step up.
The speed of the entire team was actually not fast, but Su Zimo felt like a vegetative person who had been in a vegetative state for four years and participated in a marathon as soon as he woke up. Restoration is more pros than cons.
"Mr. Su, your backpack... isn't it heavy?" Qi Xiaomin, who was supposed to be at the front, slowed down and walked beside Su Zimo. She seemed to want to ask about the roll paper and the six-piece wash set, but she finally asked The issue of exports is still particularly reverberating.
"It doesn't have any weight." Su Zimo nodded slightly, the very thin silver chain on the frame swayed lightly, and said in a very sincere tone.
Maybe it’s because the mountaineering bags produced by Ayuyuyu are different. The label says a mountaineering bag that can hold 60L of items. After Su Zimo packed a few sets of toiletries and rolled paper and stuffed a vase, there was still no mountaineering bag. Any weight changes.
Su Zimo also secretly weighed the backpack behind him, which was indeed only the weight of the backpack itself.
"The candle was blown out!"
As Han Ling shouted, everyone who looked back found that the depths of the corridor a section away from them began to fall into darkness because the candles were blown out!
They didn't go the wrong way or the wrong direction, the darkness really followed them all the time.
"Speed up!" Zheng Ming clenched the wooden stick in his hand, and simply kicked away the little fat man who had been pushed forward by him. He rushed to the front, "If you are afraid of being eaten by the ghosts in the dark, give it to me. start running!"
Needless to say, Zheng Mingduo, all the trainees in the team quickened their pace, gritted their teeth and ran forward no matter how tired they were. At this time, the most painful thing was the female publicist Han Ling, whose ankle pain still did not disappear.
It was clear that they were in a zigzag corridor, but each section of the corridor was too long. Judging from the blood-engraved countdown on the right hand of the trainee, it would take them four or five minutes to run a quarter of the way!
The wallpaper on the two walls began to peel off at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the nearly dark inner wall of the wallpaper continued to spread like a large area of blood. Su Zimo even saw ash falling from the ceiling of the corridor.
that feeling...
It was as if the entire corridor was gradually crumbling and collapsing.
And the rate of collapse is accelerating!
While running hard, Su Zimo glanced at the closed guest rooms. The room number 1404 was marked on the door full of rust. Because the number was a bit special, Su Zimo clearly remembered the metal cart just now. The room number next to it is also 1404!
This long corridor is really strange, and all the room numbers seem to be repeated several times, making it take them a long time to see the next corner of the corridor.
"Why... The speed is getting faster and faster!" The female publicist Han Ling's eyes were flushed, and she couldn't hold back her tears. The delicate makeup on her face had long since turned into a mess.
However, the candles in the corridor behind the practitioners went out faster and faster. It seemed that as long as they slowed down a little, they would be caught up by the darkness and eaten.
"You guys, remember how we escaped when the first person was eaten?" Zheng Ming, who was running at the front, suddenly said inexplicably.
But Su Zimo also remembered the scene when he first came to this nightmare world.
When Su Zimo first woke up, he was really shocked. He didn't expect that just walking through the side door would lead to a hotel he had never seen before, and there were many complete strangers around him.
When Han Ling and the other newcomers kept asking questions, Su Zimo noticed that Zheng Ming, who was holding a wooden stick, showed a very impatient expression, and Qi Xiaomin, who wanted to stand up to help the newcomers, was caught among the newcomers before he could speak. A young man with a large gold chain around his neck interrupted.
The newcomer, whose name is still unknown, has been cursing and attacking from the very beginning. No matter what Qi Xiaomin says, he is completely unwilling to be quiet.
In the end, when everyone left the place at Zheng Ming's urging, the newcomer was still there while talking on the phone and kicking the elevator door that couldn't be opened! When the darkness quietly appeared, when the darkness quietly enveloped the crazy and foul-mouthed newcomer...
What Su Zimo and the others heard were tearing sounds and screams from the darkness.
"When the newcomer was 'eaten', the darkness behind him... Or the Specter who was hiding in the darkness, stop?" Zheng Ming turned around suddenly, with a smile that chilled his back. .