"Huh? Where am I? ”

In the darkness, between the haze, Dong Xie's consciousness gradually sobered up.

As his consciousness became clear, the first thing Dong Xie felt was the feeling of oppression coming from the limbs of his body that were gradually numb, and at the same time, he also felt that the bones of his body were falling apart, and there was no pain in any place.

Forcing himself to open his eyes, Dong Xie's eyes were only dark, and he couldn't see where he was at the moment and what kind of state he was in now......

"I'm ...... By the way, the house collapsed. ”

Dong Xie's memory gradually became clearer, and he remembered......

Last night, the typhoon became more and more violent, and everyone gathered in the living room to no avail, and finally the house collapsed with a bang. At that time, Dong Xie was hiding in the corner of the wall, and he also knew that in the event of an earthquake and typhoon, the best way was to hide under the table and bed, or choose the corner to hide, or find a place that could be used as a fulcrum, these places are the places with the highest survival rate.

Fortunately, Japan has been hit by typhoons and earthquakes since ancient times, and most Japanese houses are mainly made of wood, and less are made of reinforced concrete. Saito Hideki's family was also like this, so Dong Xie blocked his head with his backpack at the moment when the house collapsed, and the whole person shrank into a ball, and he survived.

However, although now his life is saved, he himself seems to be suppressed, although he can't see anything clearly in the darkness, but he can feel it from the oppression on his body, his body must be pressed to death, and it is difficult to even move. Not only that, Dong Xie also felt that his body had been soaked by the rain, and his clothes were already soaked. If you don't find a way to dry yourself out and continue to soak in cold water, you will get a typhoid fever at the least, or your body temperature will drop too much and you will freeze to death.

"Ahhh......h He didn't know what happened to the others, and he didn't even know if the typhoon had passed, so he had to find a way to save himself. If there is any benefit to entering that hellish apartment, it is probably that Dong Xie has cultivated a determination that he will not easily give up the desire to survive no matter what desperate situation he is.

All his hands and feet moved, and Dong Xie found that only his left hand could be withdrawn from the gap, and the rest of his hands and feet were all crushed to death, completely unable to move.

As a result, this only left hand has become the key to Dong Xie's self-salvation now.

"Is there anyone? Help me! I'm crushed underneath this! Help me! ”

Dong Xie shouted every three seconds, and while calling for help, he was also groping for something with his left hand that could be used, and it would be better if he could find the backpack. In the backpack, Dong Xie loaded a flashlight, emergency food, drinking water, common medicines, and some clothes.

Dong Xie's backpack, when he was in the moment before the house collapsed, he put the backpack in front of his head to protect it. However, he doesn't know where his backpack has gotten now.

"Is there anyone? Help me!! ”

After groping for a long time, Dong Xie determined that he could no longer find his backpack, and at most he could only touch some bricks and wooden blocks. However, he was not discouraged, but shouted for help every three seconds to ensure that his cries for help were heard.

In the darkness, Dong Xie's mood gradually changed.

When he just woke up, Dong Xie's heart was still a little flustered, after all, he suddenly appeared in a dark and narrow environment, and it was impossible to say that he was not panicking.

However, after gradually calming down, Dong Xie's mood gradually calmed down. In this small place, he couldn't even hear the outside world, and he didn't know what happened to Hideki Saito, Makoto Goto, Director Ma, and Wang Qiu now. The living room was dim, the flashlights had been knocked over, and he had no time to care about the situation of others, so he could only prioritize self-preservation.

Now, all he could do was listen to the sound of water flowing in front of him, and his own cries for help, so that he had time to think about it.

"I really didn't expect that I didn't encounter a ghost first, but a typhoon almost killed me, and it was really a natural disaster."

"Alas...... Nothing good has happened since I got into that goddamn hellish apartment, how did I end up in that apartment? Is it true that my retribution will not be fulfilled? ”

"Anyway...... Isn't this mission in Goto Town really Junji Ito's whirlpool? That Keizo Ito, could it be that he is actually Junji Ito of this world? But he's too miserable, isn't he? ”

"If it's really like what the whirlpool cartoon says, then after this typhoon, won't we all have to die? Not...... If you don't enter that underground ruin, I don't know if you'll survive. Alas, it doesn't seem right, the Scarlet Quest is 100% a ghost curse every time, and the underground ruins of that vortex are more like memetic containments in the SCP Foundation. ”

“…… It's been so long, why hasn't anyone come yet? No, you can't despair, I was still trapped in the rubble for days after the earthquake, and I survived by urinating, and the house of Hideki Saito had a roof scraped off before, and even if I was buried, I should be found soon. Maybe it's a typhoon that hasn't passed yet, well, it must be like this......"

"It's so cold...... My head is a little groggy, no, my head hurts, I have a fever? ”

I don't know how long it has been, Dong Xie only felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and his head was getting more and more dizzy...... He had a fever.

That's right, he has been pressed in the rubble until now, the particles have not entered, and his whole body is still soaked, and Dong Xie himself is not a well-trained special combat team member, so it is impossible to say that he does not have a fever.

Even, even his cries for help, which he used to call out every three seconds, became a long-term cry, and he was still screaming weakly.

Under such circumstances, Dong Xie didn't even have time to rise in fear and despair, because he found that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, and it was a little difficult to even think. When it was like a lump of lead in his head, he really wanted to just close his eyes and fall asleep forever.

But whenever this thought welled up in his heart, he would immediately twist his cheek with his hand and stimulate himself with pain...... What are you kidding, you died in the typhoon disaster before you even saw the face of the ghost, even among the dead apartment residents, this kind of death is too overwhelming! No, even if you die, you can't be a street fighter!

Thank you very much for your great reward, your support is my motivation!

(End of chapter)