A blond-haired, blue-eyed, mouthful of "tomato juice" JC stood in front of Zhang Xiaozhu, 1.8 meters tall, like a tall basketball center, in front of Zhang Xiaozhu, very oppressive.

If it weren't for being able to sense JC's inner thoughts, Zhang Xiaozhu felt that he would definitely have to be scared to the point of weakness or collapse, (yes, prostration,) Zhang Xiaozhu thought, (If you don't eat something, you're really going to collapse.) ）

With such a fast heartbeat, Zhang Xiaozhu had never felt this way, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Zhang Xiaozhu asked silently, he and JC could communicate without even looking at each other's eyes, knowing each other's thoughts. It's a pity that JC doesn't really have ideas, he has countless memories, "scattered on the ground", but there is no thought in his head, all memories are chaotic, disordered, pictures scattered on the ground - he is more like a shell.

Zhang Xiaozhu gradually felt that in fact, when JC looked at him, there was no excitement or fear, counting, the two should have met for the first time, JC did not have a sense of strangeness to himself, and at the same time, there was no sense of pleasure. It didn't feel like anything - he was just a stand-in robot.

All of JC's feelings at this time are nothing more than his own feelings, which is like manipulating a stand-in. (Could it be that these gringos are working on a real stand-in?) This boundless thought flashed through Zhang Xiaozhu's mind.

More thoughts began to flash through Zhang Xiaozhu's mind, and now, the strong hunger made all Zhang Xiaozhu's thoughts from the sea flash and be restless.

(Eat!) Bread, snacks, instant noodles, anything. Zhang Xiaozhu and JC came to the end of the corridor together, there are stairs leading to other floors, and there are instructions for the entrance of the stairs, but they are all in English, and Zhang Xiaozhu can't understand them very well.

Zhang Xiaozhu had a faint disappointment in his heart, he thought that he could "learn English" from JC, gain some memories, and find a way to escape, but he didn't expect that this guy was a complete empty shell, and he didn't even have half an English word in his head.

Zhang Xiaozhu saw that there was some strange juice in JC's mouth, exuding an unpleasant taste, and he decided to send this guy away. But......

But how can I send him away? He is who I am, and I am who he is. Zhang Xiaozhu thought for a moment, (I don't know when the two of us became one, this is indeed a little different from the control stand-in...... It seems that there is no way to "disconnect" from him).

(Otherwise, we'll go to each end of the hallway and stretch the distance, so maybe we'll be able to separate.) Get your feet wet. ）

Whew...... JC staggered to the other end of the hallway. Suddenly, on Zhang Xiaozhu's side, a sharp headache hit, and countless screams jumped out of his ears...... After the screaming ended, Zhang Xiaozhu lost his synaesthesia with JC and returned to his own senses.

(It turns out that it's really a distance...... Distance can disconnect us. Zhang Xiaozhu was slightly surprised.

At this moment, far away, JC on the other end of the corridor began to let out a strange roar, and he swayed from side to side for about 10 seconds in despair, and then, obviously, he began to move quickly towards Zhang Xiaozhu.

Zhang Xiaozhu saw JC's terrible zombie face, he didn't have time to think about it, he ran away, and at the end of the corridor, Zhang Xiaozhu pushed the door into the stairwell and looked up and down, (This!) Up or down? Zhang Xiaozhu thought, (still run down, run to the first floor, then run to the street, and then it's fine) He walked down the stairs briskly, and his hunger made him almost unsteady and had to hold on to the railing.

Zhang Xiaozhu is a thick and thin person, although he almost collapsed, but, while running downstairs, he still pays attention to the number of the floor, (B9, well, it should be the 9th floor) (B10, well, 10th floor) (B11, 11th floor...... That's not right! Zhang Xiaozhu stopped at the "B11th floor".

"XX's! 11 basement floors!! Zhang Xiaozhu was angry, bent over, panting and scolding. (How can this tower X be 11 floors underground?) ）

Just when Zhang Xiaozhu stopped, footsteps sounded upstairs, (Could it be that JC chased down?) Zhang Xiaozhu was drumming in his heart and panting. (Wait,) Zhang Xiaozhu listened carefully, (more than one person, that footsteps...... How many people are there? No, certainly not people...... Dense footsteps came down from the upper floors.

Zhang Xiaozhu looked left and right, subconsciously looking for weapons, (there is!) He smashed the glass fire box on the wall and took out one of the most common fire axes. At this moment, Zhang Xiaozhu's body was weak, and when he took the fire axe from the wall, he was almost not carried to the ground by the weight of the axe.

(Fight a bloody path, kill a bloody path...... He clutched the axe with trembling hands, stepped up the stairs, and went upstairs, (hacking these...... Corpse? But aren't they already dead? Can you die again? ）

When the first ragged JS appeared on top of Zhang Xiaozhu's head, Zhang Xiaozhu's confidence in the axe in his hand immediately decreased by more than half, this is a fat, big, ugly and smelly, human-like monster, when he saw this creature, although Zhang Xiaozhu no longer had half a grain of rice in his stomach, however, he still couldn't help but want to vomit.

Zhang Xiaozhu gritted his teeth, cheered up and continued to rush up, and suddenly, a sharp headache hit, (this feeling again!) Zhang Xiaozhu's ears exploded, screaming like countless people were nearby, and the axe in his hand fell to the ground.

Zhang Xiaozhu tried his best to cover his ears, but the sound of screaming continued to come into his ears, his eyes turned black and he lost his vision.

(My eyes...... After Zhang Xiaozhu fumbled around with his hands, panicked and blinded, he instinctively leaned on to the railing of the stairwell and walked down to avoid the JS coming down from the stairs, but the moment his foot hit the fire axe that fell to the ground, he finally decided to stop. He gritted his teeth, ready to fight with his back, Zhang Xiaozhu clumsily bent down and picked up the axe, waiting for the attack of the first JS.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaozhu's eyesight suddenly regained again, and he saw a person, this person was holding an axe, standing not far in front - this person was himself.

Obviously, once again, Zhang Xiaozhu didn't know that he had established a "synaesthesia" connection with a certain JS rushing down from upstairs.

(Could it be?) Will? It was only when all the JS stopped in front of him that Zhang Xiaozhu confirmed that he would not be attacked by them...... (Like?) Are we of the same kind? ）

At this time, Zhang Xiaozhu's eyes were still blind, but he saw himself through JS_A eyes: (I'm still me!) The appearance of people, but after a while, I will become like them? ）

Zhang Xiaozhu manipulated JS_A's body and walked in front of him, he looked at his ridiculous appearance, holding an axe in his hand, however, it was his "enemy" who turned his back to him, because he was blind, he didn't even know the direction in which the enemy was coming.

(What about Tatama fighting against the water?) Zhang Xiaozhu laughed at himself.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaozhu found that his nose seemed to be losing his sense of smell, (fortunately, he couldn't smell these smells for the time being.) Zhang Xiaozhu laughed at himself again.

(If you can't find something to eat, you can only starve to death, or...... JS_A (Zhang Xiaozhu) glanced at the "partners" next to him, (The meat of the line is also meat...... In summary...... We're not going to "kill each other", are we? ）