340 William Smith
"This plan is really stupid." William forced himself to take a few deep breaths, curling up as much as he could on the steps, his eyes fixed on the steps that were slowly moving towards him.
The sound of the huge mechanical gears was getting closer, and William watched as the narrow staircase moved in his direction with the loud sound of the gears.
As the stairs got closer and closer to him, he discovered a fact.
The spiraling staircase isn't as slow as it seems!
When the stairs were about to reach him, it was like a locomotive whizzing past him, full of power and crushing, and it passed in front of him with an unstoppable momentum.
"What's going on?" O'Connor shouted.
William was silent, he leaned tightly on the stairs below him to keep himself from falling into the hollow cliff in the violent tremor, and he had noticed that their position was changing in response as the stairs above rotated.
He immediately realized that this was how the building was run, and O'Connor didn't tell him this, staring at the staircase that had already swirled past.
The wall above William's head was sinking, and he just glanced back at the spiraling staircase, which was already opposite him, and a third of the wall was about to close with the staircase he was on.
The vibration of the staircase was not strong enough, and he quickly changed direction, facing down, as close to the ground as possible, and looking towards the end.
The sound of the giant gear was almost faint, and William noticed that the corridor in front of him had closed as the sound had weakened.
"O'Connor." William sat on the steps.
"How?" O'Connor stood up and walked behind him, "We just missed a great opportunity!" ”
William raised his head and looked at O'Connor's somewhat angry expression, he didn't refute, just said lightly, "You didn't tell us the truth. ”
"What?" O'Connor frowned.
"You said you designed this intelligence, right?"
"Yes, how can this coax you?"
"There's still time, I want to ask you, before Church died, he designed your building, right? This includes the previous mode of operation of this building. ”
"You want to say—" O'Connor pondered for a moment, "my brainchild may have been programmed?" ”
"Yes, what does it mean that everything here has locked you all up here, but you have not really been executed?"
"It means that they have only made changes on our basis, and if the changes are too big, they still need us?" O'Connor followed William's train of thought.
"Yes, the building looks like it's working properly, but I noticed a small problem." William smiled.
"What's the problem?" O'Connor was a little agitated, he looked at William, waiting for an answer, and his voice, attracting the other survivors.
"We'll have to wait, now, we need to recuperate, because there's still a battle with your so-called hard work."
William sat down, he looked up at O'Connor with a suspicious expression, he smiled slightly, and motioned for O'Connor to sit down.
O'Connor sat down a step one step higher than him.
"You already know what I'm talking about." William's head tilted slightly.
"I want to hear answers."
"Then we'll have to wait."
"What are you waiting for?"
"Stamina." William looked at the door in front of him, and after the corridor was completely closed, the door carried by the corridor was also opened and closed at the same time.
Looking at the closed door, O'Connor thoughtfully said nothing, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes.
The other survivors didn't say anything more, there were not many people left at this time, and after all the previous experiences, they were already exhausted if they could survive.
William said that during the break, they were either leaning against the wall or sitting on the steps, some were trembling, some were still recovering from the panic they had just had, and some were weeping bitterly.
There was no sound from everyone except the sound of each other's breathing.
William's eyes were closed, he didn't really rest, he didn't really have a bottom in his heart, he had just been lying there observing, he had discovered something interesting, he made a bold guess, but he didn't dare to guarantee it, but according to the self-reports of the designers who had sacrificed before.
He felt that his conjecture might be correct.
Either way, you have to give it a try.
Even if it's risking his life.
Reborn in a desperate situation.
He suddenly thought of this Chinese word, although it was indeed a desperate situation at this time, whether he could be reborn or not, he had to give it a go.
William was in a daze, and suddenly he felt a jolt of the steps.
Here we go!
He snapped his eyes open and saw O'Connor and they were all looking at him, and it looked like someone was ready.
"Let me briefly say that, the next thing is very important." William Smith said calmly to the crowd. "We're going to go through this door, just like I did at the beginning, get rid of the T-sticks inside, and clear the floor of the artificial supply."
William finished speaking and looked at the crowd.
"That's all?" O'Connor asked, confused.
"That's all." William nodded.
"What's the difference between that and what we used to be?"
"If you want to make a difference... It's just that we don't know how this building works. William thought for a moment.
"I still don't know—" O'Connor was about to say something, and the crowd felt the shock again.
"Go in first! Explain it later! William yelled.
It was clear to everyone that the building was about to start moving floors again, and no one wanted to go through this horror hanging in the air again.
William rushed in first, and as soon as he rushed in, the T-bar immediately rushed in his direction.
Although his speed was fast, it was nothing compared to the strong desire to survive in the crowd, and the survivors behind him passed him one by one, and William immediately noticed that the T-shaped electronic baton paused visibly for two or three seconds above.
When it started again, people had rushed to it, and it suddenly burst out with a very strong electric power, and five or six people hugged together in front of it when the electricity fell, even so, the people behind him stepped on the person who was electrocuted and grabbed the T-shaped stick, and several people pulled it out of the air together.
The battle happened very quickly and ended very quickly.
William reacted to the strong desire to survive just now, and he immediately turned around to see that the door behind him was long gone, replaced by a closed transparent wall, and he could clearly see what was happening outside.
He saw that the floor was slowly moving downward, not in a fixed way, but in a spiral, and he could feel the staircase before it slowly moving from his line of sight to the left, and he looked down the staircase, the only object in his line of sight.
The lights at the staircase showed that it was slowly moving diagonally upwards, at an even speed until it disappeared, and in front of him, another staircase appeared, and just as he thought that was their target, the staircase flickered past him.
This made him a little confused, and before he could think about it, the staircase had disappeared in the same trajectory as the staircase he had been on, until he saw a staircase again.
The staircase slowly stopped in front of him until it didn't move.
"For how long?" He took a few steps back, he didn't look back, he knew that someone with the same interest as him was nearby.
"Half an hour."
William watched as the transparent wall in front of him slowly moved from top to bottom, and the doors inside the wall protruded from both sides until they closed.
"That makes sense." William calculated as he recalled the release time. "The whole building runs for half an hour, and that's not counting the energy consumed. I still have a question, though. ”
"Are you talking about going through two staircases?"
"You've noticed, too."
"That's normal, we're at different angles, the location of the second staircase just now, it should be ours..."
"Opposite." William immediately came to his senses, and he smiled bitterly, how could he suddenly make such a low-level mistake.
"That's right, it's the next one." O'Connor explained.
"Well, yes, we're down two floors." William shook his head and patted his forehead gently.
"That's not what you're trying to say." O'Connor looked at him.
"Yes, speaking of which, I have to admire Church, it's a pity for him." William motioned for O'Connor to sit down, "Let's rest first, let me take a break." ”