10. Dreams
"This ...... Will it really work for me? Through several secure metal doors, the three of them entered the exclusive elevator leading to Containment Room 13, in which Wang Yao asked. While intrigued by ofTum482's features, he didn't think it would have any training effect on him.
"Dangerous trials are the best way to improve your strength." The changeable woman returned to her languid demeanor of lack of interest in everything and walked ahead.
If He Ying is the president of Gao Leng, Zhang Qing is the secretary who patiently explained to the customer Wang Yaoxie: "Repetitive muscle training takes a lot of time, and it has little effect, which is not advisable for you who are short of time." You haven't joined any department yet, and we can't assign you a task. So 482 is a relatively safe and fast shortcut, it will put you in danger without putting your life in danger. ”
"482 training doesn't need to be in such a hurry, but the lab has been urging you to get further body tissue samples, so ......" Zhang Qing smiled apologetically.
Zhang Qing understood halfway through speaking. Still, he was quite apprehensive: "Negative dreams...... What kind of class will it be? ”
"Everyone is different, but most of them are the most resistant scenes in the subconscious."
The corners of Wang Yao's mouth twitched: "Who made the application for the 482 test?" ”
Zhang Qing didn't speak at this time, pretending to be casual and wanted to change the topic. But the contrived performance was seen through by Wang Yao at a glance.
Sure enough, it was this vengeful woman...... Wang Yao gritted his teeth and stared at He Ying, who was walking in front.
"I know what you're thinking."
"You don't know!"
The elevator door opened, and two staff members who had been waiting in front of the console for a long time immediately greeted them.
Zhang Qing stepped forward and handed the relevant documents to the other party, who took it and glanced at Wang Yao with a curious gaze, turned around and entered the password on the console, took out the magnetic card and swiped it across the metal door.
"You can only go in on your own, and we'll record and monitor the test. The relevant documentation is saved in Observation Log C. As a result, you will be given special access to your own file. "The staff was very polite. The kindness and curiosity in his eyes made Wang Yao's negative emotions from Zhao Qiong dissipate a lot.
Containment Room 13 is the size of an ordinary bedroom, with four metal walls and only an old-fashioned wooden single bed in the center. The metal door behind him slowly closed, Wang Yao's heart beat slightly, and he walked to the bed and stopped.
The bed was old, after all, it was decades old, and there were no sheets, just a lonely piece of bed. A photo of Elvis Presley's iconic look is attached to the head of the bed.
"Don't be nervous, just lie down." Staff voices echo through Containment Chamber 13. Wang Yao's actions appeared on the screen in all directions through the cameras in the containment chamber.
Wang Yao subconsciously looked back, and all he saw was silver metal walls and doors.
It's false to say not to be nervous. But after thinking about it, He Ying must be laughing at herself. Wang Yao turned his heart sideways, closed his eyes and lay down as if he was dying.
I've crawled out of the sea of corpses, and I'm afraid that you won't be able to make a bed.
One second, two seconds, five seconds......
Why haven't you ...... yet?
It is a lively and narrow street. The reason why it is said narrow is that the width of the road can only accommodate one car. On one side of the street is a row of low bungalows.
The reason why it is bustling is because the other side of the street is lined with vendors selling all kinds of fruits and vegetables. This makes the street, which can only pass by one car, even narrower.
Bustling with pedestrians and hawkers makes the area even more lively.
Wang Yao pushed open the door, and a wave of heat mixed with the smell of sweat and indescribable taste came to his face. It's midday and it's hot.
Squinting and looking up, the sky is cloudless and the weather is clear. Only at the end of the line of sight in the sky, like a coastline, a black line is slowly approaching.
Wang Yao closed the door with his backhand and stood stunned at the door for a few seconds, until a woman pushing a bicycle full of vegetables passed by him and touched him before he came back to his senses.
Walking aimlessly with the flow of people on the streets. He looked up and looked at the sky again. The black line in the distant sky was already approaching. This is not a black line, but a continuous dark cloud, and the black pressure is approaching.
"This is ......" Wang Yao frowned, as if a big stone had been pressed in his heart, very depressed.
He had an ominous premonition.
Drip, drip, drip, drip-
A sound made Wang Yao feel excited. He raised his arm, carrying a watch with a strange style on his wrist.
"Strange watch." Wang Yao muttered and fell back to his arm. Looking at the sky again, the inky clouds were closer. At this rate, it won't take two or three minutes to reach the sky over here.
Wang Yao stopped on the crowded street, stopped and looked up at the sky and lost his mind. Because of concentration, the noise around me faded away.
Drip, drip, drip, drip-
The sound of the watch sounded in Wang Yao's mind, and the noise around him returned to his ears.
Something had to be done! With such a thought, Wang Yao came to a stall and asked, "Is there any mineral water?" ”
"Yes, one bottle at a time."
Why am I asking this? Thinking like this, Wang Yao touched his trouser pocket and took out a few crumpled pieces of paper money from it, adding up to only a dozen yuan.
Wang Yao handed the money to the vendor and said, "I ...... as much as I can buy."
Dididi, Didi, Didi-
The watch's voice became more and more rapid, as if to indicate something. Wang Yao subconsciously looked at the sky.
Obscuring the sky.
The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.
The ground in the distance has darkened, and this "darkness" is eroding here.
Looking around, everyone seemed to be unaware of the strangeness in the distance, and they were doing what they were going to do without knowing anything. Or grocery shopping, or going home.
"Didn't you see that?" Wang Yao anxiously and suspiciously pointed to the black oppressive dark clouds and asked the vendor.
"See what?" The peddler was confused, and then he saw the young man in front of him looking at his wrist with nothing, as if he were looking at a watch.
Dididi, Didi, Dididi-
Wang Yao didn't know what the eager voice meant, but he knew something terrible was about to happen. There was no time to fetch water, so he turned around and squeezed through the crowd and ran towards his house.
There is no time left.
The brightness of the surroundings rapidly dimmed at a rate visible to the naked eye. The world is like a box, and now, the box is about to be closed.
Dark clouds as black as ink churned, with the momentum of devouring all things, completely enveloping the world.
Bang!
Wang Yao kicked open the door, and the loud noise made several passers-by look sideways.
He closed the door with his backhand, leaning against it, gasping for breath.
Ahh!!hh
A terrible scream rang out at the end of the street. The already noisy streets became chaotic as screams rang out. As if contagious, the confusion and screaming quickly spread from afar.
Screams, cries, screams, shouts, accompanied by tearing sounds that I can't tell what they are, are in a mess.
The terrifying sounds of hell continued for several minutes, gradually fading. Wang Yao was already drenched in cold sweat at this moment, and sat down slowly against the door.
What's going on...... There was silence outside. No talking, no footsteps, no breathing.
Wang Yao turned around, knelt in front of the crack in the door and looked out, but didn't see anything. Suddenly, it felt like the already dim room was getting darker. He looked up at the window that was blocked by something, but saw only a hideous face covered with blood and flesh at the corners of his lips pressed against the window, and bloodshot cloudy eyes staring at him.