The sound was very strange, as if some heavy object had hit the ground directly, but it didn't look like a smashed instrument, as if a piece of meat had fallen to the ground.

It stands to reason that there was a loud whistling sound from the blizzard outside, and it was impossible to hear anything clearly in this whistling sound, but Ding Zhu just heard it, not only did he hear it, but this sound came very clearly from outside the gate.

Would you like to check it out?

At this moment, the question immediately jumped to my mind.

Intellectually, she told Ding Candle that she needed to take a look, because she had to know what accident had happened now, and whether this accident would affect her survival below, but emotionally, Ding Candle didn't want to see it at all.

She was the only one in such a large teaching office.

In the pitch black environment, there are no lights, no light, the only thing that can be used to illuminate is the strong light in her hand, all the supernatural events, movies, and TV series she has watched are all squeezed into her brain at this moment, constantly stimulating her adrenaline secretion, so that her whole person can't help but sway gently.

Gently pressed the one-handed crossbow on her waist with her hand, it seemed that this was the only way to make Ding Zhu feel safe, although in this mission, she could not use this one-handed crossbow, but now, it seemed that as long as she touched it, she would feel a great sense of security in her heart.

"It's so white." Ding Zhu called in a low voice.

Mahaku's response sounded in his head: "I'm here." ”

"It's so white, I feel a little scared."

"Don't be afraid." Zhenbai meowed, her voice was lazy, as if she had just woken up, but her tone was unusually firm: "Believe in yourself, Ding Candle, the big deal is that the mission has failed, trust your own judgment." ”

According to the different levels, the opportunities to talk to the machine spirit in each task are also different, according to Ding Candle's current level, she can only have one chance to talk to Mahaku in the task, and each time it can last for one minute, that is, after she uses it now, in the next mission, no matter what happens, she can no longer call Mahaku.

However, at the moment, Ding Zhu desperately needs this opportunity for dialogue, she needs someone to stand by her side in the empty world.

Zhenbai, who entered the mission together as an instrument spirit, could feel Ding Candle's uneasiness more than usual, and its tone was very gentle and powerful: "Ding Candle, this is just an ordinary task, you have already experienced so much, don't be afraid, it will pass." ”

Ding Candle, who took a deep breath, talked to Mahaku while cheering himself up, and walked towards the door boldly.

She slowly stepped silently on the smooth ground, and finally, Ding Zhu finally stood outside the gate.

With the strong light flashlight, Ding Zhu didn't notice anything outside the gate, but it seemed that something had fallen on the stairs to enter the gate, maybe it was a bonsai, or maybe something, and he couldn't see clearly, it was covered with thick snow.

After standing for a while, the thing still didn't move, Ding Candle's heart that had been hanging slowly let go, and the sound of the white voice in her ears had long since disappeared, but she got great comfort from that short one-minute conversation.

Maybe it's just that I'm thinking too much.

Ding Zhu was about to put away the flashlight and go back to the fifth floor to rest, but at the moment when she was about to remove the flashlight, she seemed to see something in the afterglow.

It was a face.

Ding Zhu immediately turned the flashlight towards what she saw, and then, she was almost frightened to scream.

It was really a face, and it was a gray face that was a little blackened, covered with snow, and it was raised in a daze, revealing a pair of eyes that had no light, staring at Ding Candle, and next to the face, there was a hand that was being raised at a very slow speed.

"Help, help!" A shattering sound like sandpaper emanated from the face, piercing the glass door of the hall like a sharp dagger.

Ding Zhu had already jumped back in shock when she saw this face just now, and until now her whole heart was still pounding, and this kind of horror had almost exceeded all her capacity.

This is a living person.

Or should it be said that at the moment, this is a person who is still alive, and whether he is still alive for a while depends on all Ding Candle's current plans.

To save or not to save?

Ding Candle's heart was full of contradictions.

If she doesn't save it, she may have uneasiness on her conscience, but if she does, there will be a lot of unstable factors in it, and even she herself can't be sure what kind of role these factors will play in her mission.

"Help me...... Please. The light in the man's eyes had become more and more dim, and he looked at the candle behind the glass door in almost despair, and everything seemed to be far away from him at this moment.

Closing her eyes tightly, Ding Candle took a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes, her whole face had become a little hideous.

As soon as she opened the door, the blizzard outside the door suddenly cut towards her face like a knife, Ding Zhu couldn't help but shudder, she rushed to the person's side in three steps and two steps, grabbed him, and quickly retreated to the hall.

Ding Candle, who had locked the door, turned back to the man's side again, squatted down, patted the other party's cheek gently, and swept away all the snow, revealing a young face.

It was a boy, seventeen or eighteen years old, with a small faint beard on his lips, his face was gray, his eyes were almost closed, and if it weren't for the slight rise and fall in his chest, Ding Zhu would almost think that this person was dead.

She reached out and snapped. Syllable. snapped on the other party's face, and then shouted loudly: "Don't sleep!" Open your eyes for me! Don't sleep! ”

I don't know if Ding Candle is too heavy, or if the other party's desire to survive is really strong, in short, after Ding Candle pumped a few big mouths, the boy exhaled a long breath, and his face became a little better.

Seeing that the other party had recovered a little from the near-death state, Ding Candle's heart also relaxed, she helped the boy up, and then walked towards the lounge where Huang Lu had stayed just now.

There was still the warmth of the fire barrel in the room, and it took a long time for the boy who was tightly wrapped in the military coat handed over by Ding Zhu to stop himself from the irrepressible trembling.