The building's operation finally came to a slow halt.

All the people were lying on their stomachs or lying on the spot, and the huge dust caused by the operation of the machine floated and swam in the air, and the heavy weight slowly fell on the bodies of those people, and one of them slowly fell to a face full of dust.

The dust was blown away again by the faint breath, and fell, falling into the chest that rose and fell with the breath. It wasn't until the corpse regained its strength and slowly sat up that the dust fell and floated again until it disappeared into the darkness.

William Smith sat up weakly, his hands were shaking just now, his fingers were stiff and weak because of the tight grip on the steps, his hands trembled, he stroked his face, wiped the thick dust off his face, he pursed his dry lips, his throat could only feel the dust in his mouth, there was no saliva secretion that made him spit out the dirt in his mouth.

He could only bend down and cough violently.

When he felt a little better, he looked up and saw that the number of people at the bottom of the steps was even more scarce than before, and the people were so discouraged that they couldn't make out what they were, and he himself was no better.

He held on to the steps and sat up, the previous building had changed, the only thing that remained unchanged was the exit at the end of the stairs, Smith didn't know what floor he was on at this time, the beginning of the transformation, he still had observations, but after that, because of the transformation of the building floor and the amazing force, he almost died. When death came, his subconscious mind made him choose to save his life rather than observe.

His surroundings had become clearer as the dust had vanished, and his sides had reverted to cold steel walls, and the buzz in his brain had begun to disappear, replaced by the screams of the people around him, and he turned his head to see that only most of his lower body was on the steps, and the other half was gone. I also saw someone holding the missing other arm and howling miserably, and the lower half of the body was not dying.

Directly above him, he saw Bill's head, Bill's head to be exact, his neck cut off neatly, as if he had been placed directly above him, and his eyes were facing him, Bill's face was covered with dust, his eyes were wide open, as if he didn't believe what was going to happen to him, and the blood and dust from the corners of his mouth and nostrils were mixed together, indicating that he had been dead for a long time.

William looked at Bill's head in a daze, not knowing whether he should rejoice or be annoyed.

"Will, Will!"

When he came back to his senses, he saw a man shaking his shoulder desperately, and he didn't recognize it for a moment. As if for a moment William's eyes came to his senses, the man said, "Will, it's me, O'Connor." ”

William looked at the gray man in front of him, he was not surprised at all that O'Connor was still alive, but O'Connor's shirt was missing because he was covered in dust, revealing his muscular figure, compared to the previous scholar's appearance, it was completely like a different person.

"You..."

"Just got a bandage, it's Church."

"Church?"

"He found something very important in a pinch time and it was very helpful for us." O'Connor helped Will to his feet. "You'd better listen."

"Bill—" William propped up the steps, and looked at Bill again.

"That's fine, no one threatens you." O'Connor noticed the dead head, and as he went upstairs, he inadvertently touched Bill's head, which rolled down like a ball.

William's gaze moved with the roll of the skull, and he saw the head roll onto the lower half of the corpse of the unknown person below, and he even hoped that that half of the body, which was Bill's body, if not, could be regarded as a companion to him.

William followed O'Connor upwards, and there were fewer people above, while Church, who was right at the top, leaning against the wall, his left leg missing below the knee, only strips of cloth that had been rigorously bandaged.

Church looked very bad, leaning against the wall, his head hanging limply over his shoulders, his eyes glazed open, his lips closed and he didn't know what he was saying. William and O'Connor glanced at each other, and O'Connor winked at him, crouching forward, looking at Church.

"Church?" William called out quietly.

"It's not omnipotent, it's not omnipotent," Church looked at William.

"What?" William looked up at O'Connor in confusion.

"Church, Will is here, you just said, what's your design?" O'Connor bent down, Church raised his head in confusion, and when he saw O'Connor, his eyes instantly lit up, and his previous decadent spirit was immediately swept away, and his body sat straight, William even felt that Church's face was even rosy.

"I designed this device!"

"You?" William was puzzled, he remembered that Church had clearly said that he was selling information.

"You're not—" He was about to correct when O'Connor grabbed him.

"Church, what device did you design?" O'Connor asked.

"This building! Here's how it works! This is what I designed! Hahaha! Ahem..."Church's state was extremely excited, and William couldn't help but frown.

"He's running out of time, let him keep talking." O'Connor leaned into his ear and whispered.

William looked at Church's state, he was a little worried, he looked at the place where O'Connor was bandaging, the blood had penetrated the strip of cloth, and at the end of the broken leg, the blood had already left a puddle down the steps.

"This is what I designed... Seeing that Church's state was a little wrong, O'Connor grabbed Church's shoulders with both hands and said in a loud voice, "Church, you just said, what did you find?" ”

Church pointed up, "They're all... Neglect... Finish... OK... on..."

William and O'Connor both raised their heads and looked up, and after a while, no Church was heard, William lowered his head, and saw that the hand that Church had raised before had long since fallen weakly, and his eyes were open blankly.

O'Connor leaned in, looked closely, and stood up, "The pupils are completely dilated, and he's dead." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"When I found him before, he was still a little conscious, and when I bandaged him, he told me something, but I didn't understand it very well."

"What did he say?" William was a little impatient.

O'Connor was not in a hurry, "He said, this running device was designed by him, but there are some loopholes, I found that you woke up, I see that he is in good condition, so I want to pull you to listen to it, after all, he said that your thinking is right." ”

"What's the idea?" William looked at him.

"Up." O'Connor held out his finger and pointed upward.

But he didn't say anything.

"When I was looking for you, he dragged me and said a word." O'Connor's expression was a little confused.

William watched him wait.

"He said," O'Connor said, word for word, frowning, "that the next time the device restarts will be our chance to escape." ”

William took a deep breath, next time? He doesn't know if he can still persevere, not to mention, up, how to get up? Church, who knew the secret, was dead, and O'Connor in front of him had a calm look, so he didn't know whether he should trust it, and the opportunity to escape was in front of him, but he was still at a loss.

Above?

William looked up at the bottom of the upper steps.

How?

Did he really have to wait for the desperate floor to reset again?