I don't know how long it took, but he slowly opened his eyes, and the gray ceiling appeared above his head again.

It doesn't look like I was dreaming before. Wu Yun touched his hot cheek. The burning sensation in his throat forced him to sit up reluctantly, and at this point he finally had a chance to take a closer look at his surroundings. He was apparently on a large platform, in the middle of the room, with rows of shelves in the corners, and in the dim light, the corners were piled up with a mess of piles, the size of a table tennis case, but obviously much higher, and the platform was made up of old black square upholstery mattresses. Wu Yun picked one up casually and looked at it carefully, at first glance it looked like a car cushion, the black skin was seriously worn, and there were holes of different sizes in many places, and the pale green filling exposed inside attracted Wu Yun's attention, and he carefully tore it with his hand, a little soft but very elastic. It felt a bit like rubber, and with a little force, the filling was actually pulled out of the hole like plasticine with his fingers!

This change frightened Wu Yun suddenly let go, and the green noodle-like object retracted suddenly, and then returned to its original state.

Wu Yun is really a little blind, what kind of material is this? Newly developed? This mat is a few years old. It's not like anything high-tech. How come I haven't heard of anything like it at all.

The chapped wound at the corner of his mouth ached faintly, and Wu Yun had to put aside his doubts for a while, and he gently put the mat back in its place.

Wu Yungang wanted to raise his hand to lift the blanket on his body, he stopped, there was nothing strange about this gray blanket, it was ordinary woolen textiles.

Only then did he realize that a suit was neatly stacked on the side of the blanket. I guess it's for myself. He reached for it.

When he opened his clothes, he found that the clothes in front of him were very familiar, the same one that the girl was wearing before. Wu Yun immediately recalled the weird shape, it was really a little difficult to accept, but now he can't care about so much, and wearing anything is better than naked.

At this time, Wu Yun noticed his nakedness, and although he had been prepared, he was still taken aback. Seeing the dense black scorch marks on his body, as if he had been frantically whipped by an ink-stained leather whip, Wu Yun was very sure that he had no perverted hobbies, and said that it was too late and that it was too fast, and the red foreign body suddenly broke into Wu Yun's thoughts. Almost at the same time, his body twitched as if he had been electrocuted, and he fell heavily off the platform.

The platform that temporarily served as a bed was estimated to be more than a meter above the ground, and Wu Yun's face fell to the ground, and the dull sound of metal colliding with the floor was very harsh in his ears.

Metal floors? What is this design. Wu Yun looked at it, and sure enough, he thought it was a brownish floor, but from his current angle, it turned out to be rust that had been produced over time.

Wu Yun remembered that as soon as he supported the ground with his hands, he found that he had touched something, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a pair of gray shoes. The size of the shoes was obviously smaller, but he still tried to wear them, and he didn't feel the slightest pinch, Wu Yun was a little puzzled, but thinking of the previous filling, this was easy to understand.

Wu Yun stood up, a row of railings in front of him attracted him, he walked over in a few steps, at this time he found that his previous judgment was completely wrong, he looked down from the railing, and below was actually a few meters high, he had been on the second floor of this building.

He searched the railing for a way down, and after a few steps he noticed an equally rusty metal ladder underneath his feet. Looking a little dangerous, his strong curiosity forced him to tremble and climb down, and when he stepped on the stairs, he found that he was a little worried, and the ladder was firmly welded to the ground and the second floor, Wu Yun put his mind at ease and slowly climbed down. The height of the building was really not low, and Wu Yun felt that it took him a long time before his feet fell to the ground.

The first floor does not feel like a waste of space like the second floor, and the huge space is divided into areas by rows of objects that look like blue canvas, and it is probably divided by function. Wu Yun thought like this.

A small cubicle not far away confirmed his thoughts, and a faint smell of gasoline came to his nose. He walked slowly. I saw a black metal box firmly placed on a square steel frame, with a green square oil drum on the side and an X logo on the side.

Seeing this familiar thing, Wu Yun was a little happy, from the beginning of here, his body and mind had been in a state of chaos, and only then did he confirm that he was still in a familiar world. It's a pity that it didn't take long for him to start regretting such thoughts.

A familiar yellow cup caught Wu Yun's eyes, and he hurriedly rushed to a wooden square table not far away.

He picked up the cup, which was completely empty. I turned it over and looked at it, yes, it was the one that the girl gave me before, and there was a black bucket on the wooden table, which was filled with water. Wu Yun looked at it from above, but it was very clear, and when he smelled it closely, there was no smell.

Wu Yun didn't care about it so much, scooped a cup and poured it, the taste was a little weird as before.

After a few big gulps, a glass of water was almost drunk, Wu Yun poured the rest of the water into his hands, washed his face, and felt much better. My eyes and mind were much clearer at once.

At this time, he found a huge poster hanging on the wall next to the table, as a frequent visitor to major game comic conventions, he is very interested in the study of two-dimensional nature, and he also has a good grasp of Chinese evil art PS skills. Naturally, I won't let go of the eye-catching pictures.,The poster in front of me definitely belongs to the existence of a dick bomb.。 This poster is a bit old and a little whitish. The content is also very strange, and on the endless desert, a huge red shadow looms in the sand, and at its feet, there is a small black shadow, Wu Yun carefully identified it for a long time, and then vaguely saw that it was a jeep, under the backdrop of this small car the size of a fingernail, the guy hidden in the sand and dust looked like a castle.

Wu Yun tried to open his eyes wide, and the outline of the red shadow was gradually distinguished, why did that guy look like he had a pointed head?! I saw that there seemed to be a razor-like edge on the twisted body in the sand. Wu Yun probably guessed the identity of this big guy.

Shark? In the desert? Do the two have anything in common other than the same opening sound?

However, Wu Yun has seen a lot of similar brain ideas, but it is not very powerful, but the feeling of this poster is too real. Even the top PS masters may not be able to make such an effect.

Don't... As soon as this thought arises, it is difficult to suppress. Wu Yun began to ponder.

"Relf?" An old voice came from behind him.

Wu Yun was startled, turned around, and saw an old man standing behind him, looking at him with a little curiosity.

The village chief of Solu had just returned with the medicine, and when he entered the house, he couldn't help but be surprised to find a person standing inside. He quietly picked up the steel pipe behind the door to make the deadbolt. The light movement didn't feel like the old dragon clock before.

When he took a closer look, he found that the man was wearing his own work clothes, which turned out to be the unlucky guy he had brought back. The black boy was carefully observing the photos he had worked so hard to get. Solu couldn't help but be curious, he waited for a long time, and found that the other party didn't move. Chief Soru couldn't take it anymore. I opened my mouth and asked.

The kid reacted quickly, and immediately turned around. Look at that blank expression. Soru immediately understood that this kid must be an outcast from another region. Definitely don't know the local language.

Fortunately, this is not the first time that such a situation has been encountered, Solu thought for a while, stretched out his right hand, and pointed at himself with his index finger, "Solu" He slowly said his name, trying to let Wu Yun hear clearly. Then he pointed his finger at Wu Yun, and then showed a questioning expression. In the case of language barriers, this is the most effective way for people to communicate with each other.

Sure enough, Wu Yun understood the old man's meaning very easily. "Wu Yun," he also said his name clearly.

The two looked at each other and smiled. Wu Yun pointed to the ground with his finger and looked at the old man seriously. On the one hand, he wanted to know where he was, and on the other hand, he was full of curiosity about how the old man would respond.

The other side did not hesitate, the old man slowly walked to the square table under Wu Yun's inexplicable gaze, took out a silver metal tube from his arms, poured out a roll of paper from the tube, and the paper fell to the table and unfolded by itself.

Wu Yun was a little surprised, and took a step forward, and sure enough, it was a map. The old man pointed to a dot in the figure. The dot says MADO in bold.

Wu Yun smiled knowingly, the old man really had a set.

"Mado?" He read it out casually, the old man's face changed, he stretched out his hand and wiped it on the table, and the map was instantly put away, and the old man turned around and walked out.

Wu Yun was confused by his actions, and watched the old man disappear at the door. Did you do something wrong?

Soru walked out of the house, "Dicka, Ledo" he waved at the two people who were chatting not far away. The two of them hurriedly ran over.

"Hold the door, don't let the people inside escape." The two of them couldn't help but look at the village chief's serious expression. They looked at each other for a moment, and nodded cautiously to each other.

Soru hurried into Kanu's bar, and Kanu was stunned when he saw the village chief return. Hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

The village chief said a few words about what had happened before.

"I don't know the language but I know how to read? Definitely not a simple outcast. Kanu thought for a moment.

"Village Chief" he hesitated a little. "Is it possible that the Skull Gang is a spy?"

"It's not completely impossible." Soru frowned, "But I seem to be in a bit of a hurry, and I thought about it just now, so I was a little flustered." But if you think about it carefully, if a person who has the ability to read and write really wants to be a spy, it shouldn't be so easy to be debunked. ”

Kanu nodded slightly, "What does the village chief mean. . . ”

"I arranged for two people to keep an eye on him first, but it was just one person." Soru said slowly, "As long as you don't let him run out, nothing should happen." ”

"That's safe, because not many people are literate. It's best to stay. Kanu nodded.

"I hope so." Soru stared into the dark night in the distance. Said slowly.