It's a dark underground, with a lot of moisture, and countless mysteriums grow, clinging to the huge rocks, emitting a faint green light. The light illuminated a corner of the vast underground. The ground was covered with rough rocks, and on top of them were broken pillars. Even if these stone pillars are broken and damaged, they are still very majestic and towering.

When I looked up, I saw a bottomless darkness.

It seems like no one has been here for a long time, and everywhere is a deep pool covered in slime and smelling of fish.

A young man somehow broke in, nervously circling around in a desperate attempt to find his kind here. The all-pervasive fear had taken hold of him.

As a social animal, the fear of being alone has been deeply engraved in the depths of our genes. And the empty and mysterious environment underground magnified this fear to an unbearable degree.

He shouted wildly, danced with his hands, and vented the fear in his heart. The sound came far away, but there was not a single echo.

Suddenly, the soles of his feet slipped, and he fell into the sticky slime. The mucus was very sticky, and he was like a fly falling into honey, struggling desperately, but sinking deeper and deeper. The mucus slowly spread into his mouth and nose. He watched in despair as his whole body slowly sank into the slime.

As he waited for death to come, he was surprised to find that he could breathe in the mucus.

Dozens of points of light appeared in the depths of the slime, emitting an eerie light. They have a charm that is difficult to describe in words, attracting young people to swim into the depths.

As he swam deeper and deeper, the light emitted by the fungus above had long since disappeared. In the dark world, only those points of light guide the way. He began to lose his sense of direction and lose his mind. Crazy thoughts surged through his mind, and when he went to the edge of those lights, he would find eternal peace and pleasure.

Attracted by the light, he did not notice the countless massive, scaly, serpentine brachiopods floating around him. The length and diameter of these brachiopods are staggeringly large, even beyond the field of view. The gray scales on it were the size of a tabletop and smelled of decay and death.

They enclosed the youth in the center, like a giant cage.

Suddenly, the whole world shook violently, and the young man's eyes lit up, and he found that his surroundings had become a narrow and suffocating tunnel.

In the swaying firelight, a dusty face appeared in front of him, sweat rushing out of the furrows on his face, embarrassed and ridiculous. But the young man was relieved, and after that strange dream, he felt that there was nothing more pleasing to him than to see the faces of his kind.

There was a dull sound of steel bars hitting granite underground, and four topless prisoners were waving the steel bars in their hands, smashing against the hard granite in front of them. Every time they smashed it, they poured some corrosive agent to erode the granite layer before continuing to smash.

These rebars were obtained when they dug through the reinforced concrete layer around the dungeon.

"Shamandy, what are you stealing, you actually fell asleep, get up and dig quickly, don't you want to get out of the dungeon?"

Gu Yang frowned, and his tone was a little heavy. Li Mu handed over the authority to supervise the prisoners digging tunnels. Although he was full of distrust of Li Mu's plan, he still performed his duties very dutifully.

"I'm going to get up, maybe I'm too tired."

After Shamandy opened his mouth, he found that his throat was very dry, his whole body was wet with cold sweat, and the steel bars in his hands were sinking and filled with mercury.

"Wait, what's on your face?"

Gu Yang said suddenly, raised the oil lamp in his hand, and looked at Xia Mandy suspiciously.

This oil lamp is made of grease squeezed by radiant cockroaches, put it on a stone bowl, and insert a cotton thread. The light was very faint, but it still illuminated Shamandy's face very clearly. His face was terrible pale, very haggard. The cold sweat made strands of hair stick to his face, as if he had just crawled out of the water.

The most terrible thing was that he had those eyes, which were covered with black lines, like parasites. These black lines, illuminated by the firelight, disappeared immediately.

They disappeared quickly, and Gu Yang rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had seen it wrong, and did not investigate it further.

"You go back and rest, I see that your state is a little wrong, go back and sleep." He said this and paused: "If Li Mu asks, you will say that I asked you to rest." ”

When Shamandy heard the word sleep, she shuddered involuntarily. He looked at Gu Yang's sincere face, and wanted to tell the strange dream he had just had. But just as he was about to speak, a strong sense of danger surged from the bottom of his heart. He knew for some reason that if he told that dream, he would die immediately.

This made his body stiffen involuntarily.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Yang looked at Xia Mandi, who was frozen and motionless, and asked a little strangely.

"Nothing, nothing."

Shamandy was startled by Gu Yang's voice and hurriedly waved his hand.

Gu Yang suppressed the weirdness in his heart, turned around, and continued to supervise the work of the prisoners, they are all real old fritters, if you don't keep an eye on it, you will steal and play tricks.

With the help of corrosives, the prisoners had dug a tunnel in the hard granite rock formations. Li Mu arranged for five people to go down the tunnel at a time to prevent a surprise inspection by the sheriff. Digging in the narrow ground is a very physically demanding task, so every two hours, a new round of people will come down to replace the previous group.

In order to dig a tunnel to the beach as quickly as possible, they dug the tunnel so narrow that only one person could pass through. Halfway through the walk, the sound of digging behind him became blurred, and the light disappeared.

It was pitch black all around, and he couldn't see anything, and this loneliness as if he was alone in the world reminded him of that weird, grotesque, and real dream.

His panicked pace did not slow down, even if he accidentally hit a headbag.

Something was staring at him in the dark!

It wasn't until he reached the end of the tunnel that he breathed a sigh of relief. Pushing away the corpse that was blocking the hole in the tunnel, he crawled out of the tunnel with his hands propped up.

Back in the crowd, a sense of security rose from the bottom of his heart, and the omnipresent feeling of being watched slowly dissipated.

With enough food, the prisoners no longer spent the day lying on the ground waiting to die, as they used to do, they carved a few dice out of stone, and several people got together and gambled. The stake is the time it takes to work in the tunnels, and those who are lucky enough to have only gone down the tunnels a few times until now.

As long as it doesn't affect the progress of the excavation, Li Mu won't care about them.

On weekdays, Charmandy wouldn't have gambled with them, but after that weird dream, he didn't want to go any further.

"Count me in."

He stepped forward and said to a group of people who were crouching on the ground looking at the dice.

"Okay."

They raised their heads together and looked at Shamandy, their strange eyes almost covered with black lines.

ps: Thanks to the book friend lonely man's toys and Raven Thirteen for the tip