Seeing those long sharp teeth approaching his head,
In desperation, Charles picked up the large package in his hand and smashed it hard, using the recoil force to escape from danger.
But when he pulled, the clothes that were hooked by the sharp teeth were torn apart with a "swish", and countless relics were scattered on the ground, making a clinking sound.
The ancient oil lamp trembled slightly, and then suddenly emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire corridor like daylight.
The flying leech was stimulated by something and its body began to tremble as if it had been electrocuted.
How could Charles let go of such a good opportunity to escape? Without thinking twice, he ran for his life holding the small bag of things left.
Charles ran at the maximum human speed for nearly five minutes. Seeing that nothing was chasing him, he stopped, panting.
When he saw the few remaining belongings in his arms, he felt heartbroken. There were only four belongings left in his tattered clothes.
"Damn it! You slugs, just wait for me. I'll remember this grudge! When I become rich, I'll come back and cook you all in one pot!!"
After venting his dissatisfaction, Charles stood up and looked around at the dim environment.
If the place looked a bit like a hospital before, then this place was completely a military base. The surrounding walls were no longer bright white tiles, but thick steel plates.
He had never been to this place before, and it seemed like he had run around and ended up somewhere else.
"Hello, is anyone there?" Charles' voice echoed in the air.
He walked along the wall inside, and soon, a round iron door nearly five meters high appeared in front of him.
The nearly half-meter-thick iron door was not intact, and a crack almost split the door in half.
Charles carefully peered inside and discovered that there was a large space.
Suddenly, a distant cough was heard from inside, and Charles was stunned. "What's going on? Is there someone alive in here?"
After looking back, Charles tiptoed across the crack and walked inside.
As soon as he entered, Charles was shocked by the scene in front of him. Inside was a long tunnel like an air-raid shelter. There was an iron door every hundred meters.
The nearest door had been dislodged from its position and was rigidly embedded in the ceiling.
"Cough... cough cough!" The coughing sound came from a distance again, and it seemed that it was an elderly person.
Charles slowed down and groped towards the direction of the sound.
Soon, Charles saw the source of the coughing, broken internal organs, coagulated blood, lifeless eyes, shriveled limbs, and a mutilated brain.
A flesh and blood door made of the above substances was placed in the center of the fourth door, and inside the door frame was a wriggling purple liquid.
And embedded in the bottom left side of the door was a bloody corpse with only half of the upper body. The coughing sound just now was made by him.
The bloody body opened its eyes and looked at Charles at the door.
"Ah~ 096, have you finally found a host again? Come here, I haven't seen you for a while since you were sent to this damn place. Let's have a good chat."
He knows me? No, he knows the mask on my face
Charles' eyes swept across the notebook on the wall. Project number: "1068."
"Haha, who was I thinking? It turns out to be 1068. Long time no see, good friend. That's right, I am 096." Charles walked towards the meat door in a familiar manner.
The bloody corpse on the door stared at Charles for a few seconds and then shook his head slightly. "No, you are not 096. You did not become it."
"Isn't it too unrealistic for you to ask an old man who can't move for directions? Have humans become stupid after so many years?"
So many years? Has this thing existed for many years? Does it know something about the surface
After thinking for a moment, Charles asked it for information about the surface.
"Ah~ The sun, of course I know it, it's that thing hanging in the sky. I haven't been in the sun for a long time, can you move me out and get some sun?"
Upon hearing this exciting news, Charles suddenly jumped over like a monkey, holding the blood corpse's head tightly and shouting excitedly: "When did you see it? How long has it been since now?"
"Damn it! Stop pulling my head!! I'm still conscious!"
"Clang!" Charles pulled out the black knife stuck in his calf and put it directly against the guy's face, threatening him sternly: "Stop talking nonsense! Speak quickly!"
1068's bloody face showed a trace of anger, "The door on my body. You can see the sun through the door on my body."
"Door?" Charles thought of something, walked to the door and looked at the notebook hanging on the wall.
After a few seconds, he rushed back angrily and chopped its neck with a knife. "How dare you lie to me! It's clearly written on it that there is another world behind your door! No living thing that goes in can come out!"
As 1068 let out a scream, the entire flesh and blood door twitched continuously as if it felt the pain.
"You are a piece of trash who deserves to be used to scratch your ass! I curse you." 1068 took off his disguise and cursed at Charles.
"Hurry up and speak! If you dare to talk nonsense, I'll chop off your head!"
Seeing the blade so close at hand, 1068 finally compromised.
It said with a listless expression: "I forgot the exact time. The last time I saw the sun was when they sent me to a ship. I stayed on that ship for a long time."
"Hahaha!" The ecstatic Charles somersaulted in the air and laughed neurotically.
"I knew someone was coming down from the surface! I knew it!! If they can come down, I can definitely go up too!!"
But before Charles could be happy for too long, a familiar red light appeared outside the door.
"Oh my god! The slug is here again!" Charles looked around, trying to find a place to hide, but he immediately discovered that there was no shelter in the entire house except for the flesh door.
Charles's mind was working quickly, and suddenly he thought of an idea. He rushed to the corner of the room, and like a gecko, he quickly reached the upper left corner of the room.
Charles pressed his limbs tightly against the two walls, relying on his strong body control to stay stuck in the corner.
Just as he stopped, three flying leeches flashed red light and floated in.
The leech didn't notice Charles and swam directly to 1068 and began to vomit at the black door. Half-rotten rats continued to pour into the door.
"They're... feeding 1068? Why?"
Just when Charles was puzzled, 1068 began to speak. "Dr. Tina, you are still so beautiful."
"Who is it talking to?" Another question appeared in Charles' mind.
At this moment, he suddenly saw 1068 looking up at him, a smug smile on his bloody face, and Charles' heart suddenly skipped a beat.
"Dr. Tina! 096 has escaped!! It's now hanging in the upper left corner of the room! Contain it quickly!!"
(End of this chapter)