With the darkness in the depths, I seemed to hear many strange sounds, but although I was conscious, I couldn't open my eyes anyway.

I always felt that there was a vague layer of green in front of my eyes, and it wasn't until I couldn't help but wipe it off with my hands that I realized that it was all blood of abnormal color.

I fell to the ground, leaning against the rock wall behind me, panting limply, before a sight I had never seen before.

There were bottles and jars of glass bottles around, and you could vaguely see that the bottles should be filled with organ specimens from the experiment.

Suchak's eyes were almost bloodshot, and even his smoking hand was trembling slightly.

I don't know where this is, but if we had gone at the same speed, we would have found the location we had when we first came to the black minecart.

Could it be that in the panic, Suchak carried it, and I ran over.

When I was about to fall unconscious, I didn't know how far he had carried me, and now the wounds all over my body were festering.

Suddenly, I remembered that I still had a few bullets in my pocket, all of which were found from the Japanese rifles and corpses left in the tunnel, and I thought that they would come in handy at a critical moment.

Unexpectedly, before he escaped from here, he was already a little unable to support it.

Trembling slightly, I took the bullet out of my pocket and pried the cartridge case open with a dagger, and when I opened my chest, I found five or six dark green abscesses, which were constantly soaking in blood.

Suchak next to me looked at me staring at the cigarette in his mouth, and stretched out his hand tremblingly, thinking that I wanted to take two puffs.

It's just that when he handed me the cigarette, I sprinkled all the ** bits and pieces of the bullet casings on the abscess on my chest.

With the sound of "stinging", an extremely unpleasant smell of fat burning and gunpowder smoke filled the dim air.

When Suchak saw this, he hurriedly intervened to stop me.

"You... You're crazy, you're going to get a scar by doing this. ”

I curled up on the ground, my hands shaking in pain, and it took me a moment before I forced a smile. "Even his life is almost gone, what is there to scarre."

He was obviously shocked enough by the radical scene in front of me, and I never mentioned to him the origin of the dark green sores on his body and the thrilling trip to the tomb of Concubine Jin.

"It's too late, we need to get out of here."

I felt more and more urgency in my heart to get out of the tunnel in the shortest possible time, and then return here alone when I had all my bags and tools ready.

Otherwise, with the flashlight in his hand that was about to go out, he would not be able to support the depths of the tunnel no matter what.

Unexpectedly, after the wound was burned, his mind was much clearer, and even his physical strength had recovered a lot.

This put me at ease for a while.

I leaned against the rock wall and stood up a little bit, listening to Suchak tell me what had happened since I fell unconscious.

It turned out that he had been carrying me along the tunnel for nearly seven or eight minutes, and just when he was gradually unable to support it, the tunnel in front of him suddenly had no road, and even the railroad tracks under his feet had stopped construction here.

He'd been keeping an eye on his surroundings and hadn't noticed where we had been when we first arrived in the tunnel, or the black minecarts.

I was a little surprised for a moment, but based on the previous distance, we should have found the exit after traveling in the tunnel for so long.

Even if you lose the judgment of distance because of the darkness, you can't be wrong with the steps under your feet, can it be said that there are unjust souls here who died in the tunnel decades ago?

According to folklore, this is when a ghost hits the wall.

What's even more terrifying is that the tunnel behind Suchak is gradually filled with a burst of white mist, and a huge object can be vaguely seen hidden in the fog.

This scene almost didn't scare him, because he was almost sure that the mysterious centipede spirit he had seen in the mountains that had devoured the wolves was the thing in front of him.

However, every time it appeared, it was wrapped in a layer of white mist, and no one had ever seen the true appearance hidden in the white mist.

Just when he thought that he and I were going to be eaten alive by centipede spirits in the mountains, he found a secret secret door about one meter high on the wall next to the end of the tunnel.

Without hesitation, he carried me inside, and there was a strange rustling sound coming from the secret door, like something from an unknown monster with many tentacles, crawling against the ground.

It's just that he speculated that the thing seemed to be a little too big to squeeze into the secret door, and when he got into the secret door, he passed through a strange dark passage, and finally came to the place in front of him that resembled a Japanese military laboratory.

I couldn't help but glance around me, in this narrow stone room of dozens of square meters, there were bottles and cans everywhere, and the largest bottle contained human bones soaked in potion.

It seems that this group of little devils wanted to study the cause of death of the infected in the tunnel, so as to contain the mysterious virus that spread.

The inferences in front of me are based on the diary left behind, so I can't guess the true intentions of those little devils back then.

Suddenly, I took out the diary that I had been keeping close to me, and opened the second half of the diary again in the dim light of the flashlight.

What I didn't expect was that the rest of the diary made me feel a chill all over my body.

It turned out that after the mysterious outbreak in the tunnel, the excavation of the tunnel did not stop, and even a few days later, the ore-like material was excavated.

Hidden deep in the tens of meters underground in the mountains of Xiangxi, this kind of thing can interfere with the magnetic field signal, causing many electrical devices to malfunction, even the compass.

When I translated this sentence, it was as if I had been poured a basin of cold water all over my body, and I couldn't help but look at the mechanical watch on my wrist, the compass on it was still pointing at the road we had come.

As everyone knows, Suchak and I have been following the opposite route all along, and now we don't know how many meters deep in the tunnel we are.

I didn't dare tell Suchuk about my misdirection, and I was thinking about how I could get out of here safely.

At the moment, if we continue to follow the previous tunnel, no one knows if we will encounter danger again.

At this moment, I couldn't help but think of the railroad tracks laid on the ground all the way, according to the usual thinking of the little devils, in this long, dim and dark tunnel, they must not have dug an exit.

In the event of a landslide in the tunnel, there will certainly be many alternate ways for others to escape.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel a lot more relieved, and I endured the sharp pain coming from all over my body, and I couldn't help but search for useful items in this cramped stone room little by little.

In fact, the first thing that came to my mind was alcohol and anesthetics, which can be used to disinfect wounds, and anesthetics can be used more broadly, so that dying patients can temporarily forget the severe pain of wounds.

It's just that many of these dusty medicines on the shelves have expired or even rotted, and even the text on them is blurred, and it is impossible to guess the effect of the medicines.

I leaned against the wall and couldn't help but sigh coldly, but I didn't expect that at this moment, Suchak next to me actually accidentally touched the mechanism disguised as a medicine bottle.

With a piercing sound of the mechanism turning, a crack suddenly opened in the wall next to it, revealing a secret door half a meter high.