to be buried alive. "
"Heh." Nie Renyan bent one leg, put his arm on his knee, raised the corner of his mouth with a smile and said, "Then we have to pray first. Before being buried alive, we don't want to be suffocated to death."
"Suffocating—" Fang Siyuan blurted out, just saying a word, fearing that those people not far away would be even more frightened, he lowered his voice and said, "Suffocated?!"
Hearing what Nie Renyan said, a few of them also felt that something was wrong. Logically speaking, it was after seven o'clock, which was not the usual time to go to bed, so it was fine for the others. Perhaps it was because of the influence of this dark environment that they were sleepy. It's normal. But Xia Zhiming, Fang Siyuan and Wood, they are used to staying up all night, and when they don't have to stay up late, their schedule is very strict, and because of their occupations, even when they go home, their mobile phones are always on, ready to be called at any time, even those who are resting. With a bit of vigilance at all times, how can one or two be drowsy and sleepy? They didn't pay much attention before, and their minds were a little stiff from sleepiness, so they didn't think much about it. But now that I think about it, this is obviously caused by the gradual decline of oxygen content and more and more carbon dioxide!
"This is so typical that the house leaks and it rains overnight!" Luo Xiaochen raised his hand and beat his head twice, trying to drive away the last trace of confusion and make his consciousness completely clear. "Yeah! It's going to be a three-hit combo right now. You'll be suffocated first, and then you'll have to be smashed. If you smash it, you'll be melted by the fog so that not even slag is left. Thinking about it, it's very tragic!"
Everyone: "..." It's better for this kind of person to fall asleep!
Luo Xiaochen swept the entire standby room. The people who fell asleep before were sitting or playing, and the people who slept more deeply and heard the movement were also woken up by the people around them. Then, with a look of fear on his face, he listened to other people talking and gesturing about what happened just now.
"That's not good," he thought for a while, then shook his head. "The more emotional you are, the more oxygen you need, and the shorter the time you can last."
As if confirming his words, after another half an hour or so, everyone in the standby room saw that no new noise was heard, and one by one sat on the ground again, and the physical sleepiness came one after another. , making people start yawning one after another, but this thing is contagious again, and finally everyone in the waiting room opened their mouths from time to time, and soon their eyes were full of tears, and they looked like they were going to sleep. This kind of drowsiness is hard to resist, and it won't last long even if you try hard enough.
Xia Zhiming and the others didn't fall asleep again this time, but in such a turbid and warm air and a drowsy atmosphere, it was easy for people to lose hope of speaking. They sat side by side with the back of their heads leaning against each other. Wall didn't know what he was thinking, and his open eyes looked a little dim in the darkness.
Without the interference of the voice, Ye Zhao could clearly hear the "hissing" sound from the corroded objects in the white fog outside. It was everywhere, from near to far, from heavy to light, without interruption. After listening for a long time, he would even become subconscious. Think of it as a background sound. After such a white fog, the outside should be riddled with holes and a mess. If you can survive