A pair of dark and deep eyes slowly opened, and that pale face was also a bit hideous and embarrassed because of the violent tearing force. He breathed out gently and woke up.
He is one of the first performers of the level tasks in the "Game of Room Seven", Xu Lang!
Xu Lang felt his head sink, and the bursts of pain caused him to blur his mind. He subconsciously supported the ground with his right hand, only feeling cold under his palm, with a touch of damp texture. He got up on the ground and knelt down on the ground.
He took a long breath, trying to relieve the loss of consciousness after the transmission, but immediately felt a disgusting, sour smell here, which made Xu Lang frowned slightly.
Caressing the wide black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose that do not match the proportions of the face, Xu Lang truly began to examine the current environment for the first time.
This is a small room, about a dozen square meters in size, with four walls, just like an undecorated rough room, dust and dust, extremely choking, with every movement of Xu Lang, The particles of dust made Xu Lang coughing.
Xu Lang was at the south wall of the room at this time, relying on the bare, icy wall, Xu Lang felt the coldness, and when he looked up, there was a very old little lamp hanging on the west wall.
The lamp emits a dim yellow light, barely able to illuminate the entire room. As Xu Lang looked at it, the lamp flickered several times, just like an old man on the verge of rotten wood, it could be extinguished at any time!
Xu Lang stood up slowly while supporting the wall. I don't know why this transmission will give him a sense of fatigue after being exhausted.
This is something that has never happened in previous missions, which also means the particularity of this mission!
With the dim light, Xu Lang continued to look at the room he was in. There were lights on the west wall, but nothing existed on the east wall, just like the situation on the south wall.
Xu Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, and the north wall opposite him was somewhat different.
Because from him, in the center of the north wall, there is a small iron door about 1.5 meters high and only half a foot wide!
Xu Lang staggered towards there, and as he gradually approached, he estimated that this door could only allow one person to enter and exit, and he had to bend over to pass because of his height.
He stretched out his hands and stroked it lightly. It was confirmed that the iron door was undoubtedly red. The color of the iron door was a little red. The color is no longer elegant.
But what makes Xu Lang most weird is that the door and the wall are almost seamlessly connected!
The upper, left, and right sides are completely attached to the concrete wall, and there is no gap, as if the iron door and the wall have become one.
Moreover, Xu Lang found that the iron door did not have any handles, protrusions, or recesses, which meant that he had no means to open the door from the inside, because there was no point of force.
But from the outside, I don’t know what the structure of the other side of the iron gate is.
Xu Lang pushed hard, but found that the iron door had not moved at all, and there was no change at all.
But when he looked under the iron gate, he found that there was a gap under the iron gate, only about the width of two fingers!
Xu Lang hurriedly lay on the ground, looking at the gap with one eye, outside the door quietly, there was no movement, there was no light, only the endless darkness and silence at this glance.
Xu Lang looked like he stretched out his finger to test it, but he couldn't guarantee what was there outside.
Feeling the coldness in the room again, Xu Lang couldn't help but shiver, slowly got up from the ground, and looked at the room somewhat blankly.
But this time, when he stood in the direction of the north wall and looked at it, he found that there was something unusual in the south wall, where he awoke.
It was a ditch about half the shoulder width of an adult!
It's like a kind of drainage channel in the flat room in the slum area in the past.
From the south, some splashes flowed gurglingly, but it was a little pitiful. The ditch was in a straight line and led to the corresponding corner of the north wall. The water flowed out slowly from there, but never knew it would go to Where!
With almost no light sources, Xu Lang didn't notice this ditch for the first time.
Xu Lang started to walk towards the ditch with a grim expression. Looking at the entrance of the south wall, he put his head on the entrance of the cave and looked over there, but he still didn't find anything or see what was going on.
There seemed to be an unknown world there. Xu Lang also deliberately knocked on the wall, and the sound of thumping sound was active in the room, but there was no sound or response from the place where the gutter came.
The hole is not small, but for an adult man like Xu Lang, it is very reluctant. It is absolutely impossible to leave the room through this hole.
Xu Lang went to the drainage hole of the ditch suspiciously. The small hole in the north wall was about the same size as the south wall, but this side was obviously darker.
He touched the water stains on his face, which seemed to be a sewer. The water inside was extremely foul, and the bursts of sour and bitter smell made Xu Lang nauseous.
Xu Lang lit a cigarette prepared in advance from his arms and inhaled the smell of nicotine, slightly dispelling some nausea.
Looking at the whole room again, it is clear that this is a secret room!
The dim little lights, the foul-smelling sewers, and the rusty iron doors are the only three features remaining in the room, but at this moment, there is no clue for this mission.
Perhaps in the near future, Xu Lang will understand the function of everything, but it will take time.
Thinking of this, Xu Lang raised his wrist and looked at his watch, trying to see what time it was, but at this glance he saw nothing.
On his wrist, it was empty, and the watch was gone!
Xu Lang frowned and finally realized that something was wrong!
"The number of people who are absolutely secret, the narrow space, the time blinded..." Xu Lang couldn't help but start to guess.
Are these three things going to be great clues for this mission? So the newspaper used such extreme methods to keep secrets
What kind of task is this, the game, and when does it start
Xu Lang hurried to the location of the south wall. His backpack still existed. He opened the zipper, but found that some things existed, but some things had disappeared in vain.
Consumables such as biscuits, mineral water, toilet paper, and cigarettes are still there, but tools such as ropes, flashlights, and pistols have all been taken back by the newspaper!
The only tools that Xu Lang can use are the voice recorder and a spare knife that he can carry with him!
He once again focused his eyes on the ditch... The water is flowing from the south wall to the north wall, which shows that the room he is in, although it looks flat, shows a slanted direction. This angle is From south to north!
So how convenient is this design for games
Xu Lang felt a little confused. Since he woke up, he has not known when, the sun has not been seen here, the watch has been taken back, and the time cannot be determined at all.
Maybe it has just arrived at 11:55 when the mission started, and maybe a few hours have passed!
But from the perspective of Xu Lang's groggy brain, the time should not be long, but it is certainly not short. A conservative estimate is that he should have been asleep for about 1 to 2 hours.
So now, the mission time has arrived, and the game should have been played at this moment!
At this moment, Xu Lang suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from the direction of the north wall. To be precise, it was outside the iron gate of the north wall!
Xu Lang suddenly got up from the ground, but there was no sound. The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer. It seemed to be a living person!
The footsteps were light, and the sound was crisp, as if the man was wearing a pair of hard-soled shoes, stepping on the ground and kicking, while Xu Lang listened silently, and there were still humming sounds!
Xu Lang couldn't hear what the man was singing, but the melody was very familiar, like some kind of retro ballad hidden deep in his memory.
While Xu Lang was thinking deeply, the sound of his footsteps was extremely clear. Xu Lang did not have time to continue to explore what "he" was singing. He only leaned against the north wall, arched his body, kept silent, and took a look. What the hell do you guys do!
The person's footsteps finally stopped, and Xu Lang was able to conclude that "he" was outside the door, separated by a wall from Xu Lang!
And Xu Lang heard a sound of clothing rubbing, and a milky white thing suddenly pushed in from the gap under the iron door!
When Xu Lang looked down and took a closer look, it turned out to be a plate with a sandwich with ham in it!
This caught Xu Lang off guard. He couldn't think of it anyway. The people came here to deliver him food
But when Xu Lang was puzzled, the sound of footsteps outside once again sounded, and Xu Lang saw that this was "he" returning from the same way!
It seems that "he" came here only to send Xu Lang a sandwich!
Xu Lang did not dare to move rashly. Hearing the sound of footsteps had completely disappeared, he carefully picked up the plate and took a closer look at it in his hand, but he did not see the slightest abnormality. It was just an ordinary porcelain plate.
And that sandwich was also taken apart by Xu Lang, two pieces of bread, one piece of ham and one leaf of lettuce.
Xu Lang looked at everything in front of him, a little confused, and began to lose consciousness.
And in his mind he kept thinking of the person's clothes rubbing, footsteps, and that very strange song!
It seems that the person's clothes are not normal clothes and shoes. Ordinary clothes on the market will definitely not produce such a rough sense of friction. Xu Lang can't help but think that the person is wearing a punk-like leather jacket
I have to say that it is only inferred from the sound of clothes that only leather clothes with rivets and hard texture will make such a sound.
Xu Lang still couldn't remember what the very familiar but very strange ballad from "he" was.
At this moment, just as Xu Lang recalled, a strange sound suddenly came from the gutter on the other side of the south wall.
It felt like a violent crash caused by the collision and friction between the bones of the female body and the hard ground. Xu Lang turned his head abruptly, but the scene before him almost flew away his soul! (End of this chapter)