He didn't understand why he was doing such a thing, but he didn't hesitate to look around, and found that the smallest angle was 90 degrees in the corner of the wall, and he had to find a few things that could make angles - cardboard boxes, trash cans, brooms, ladders, other equipment, or some kind of broken things, anything, he had to put a corner of 90 degrees. He knew he didn't have time to question what sounded like an unbelievable request.

Buzuofu opened the utility cabinet next to him in a second, it seems that someone has been cleaning the roof in the past, but many of the things in the utility cabinet are not cleaning utensils. He even saw some totemic ornaments, some strange artifacts, some strange and terrifying sculptures and ornaments that looked like they didn't know what they were, and various pieces of paper with religious and occult texts, as well as graffiti like magic circles, and even pentagram stars of anti-Christian and disturbing voodoo rituals.

Oh my God, why is this stuff in this place? Buzuofu felt that he seemed to know some truth, and he couldn't help but wail in his heart, but he had no evidence of what was going on, and he couldn't see the cause and effect. All in all, these things appear in this place, it is not normal at all, even if it is a mentally ill person, it is impossible to bring in these finished products, let alone make them with tools.

There was no time to investigate these questions now, so he swept away what was clearly not what he needed, took out the broken broom and a metal rod that he didn't know what to do with, and placed them on the ground at an acute angle of less than ninety degrees, and he naturally felt that he should stand in this acute angle. And so he did.

The next moment, the sharp angle in front of him seemed to be distorted. He seemed to be able to hear the barking from an extremely distant place, and at the same time, there was an inexplicable coldness, a sense of transcendence of time and space, as if whatever he saw in front of him was in the extremely distant past—at least billions of years ago on the planet he was on, and the funny thing is that in human cognition, the birth of this planet was not even so long.

- Don't be a husband, hold on to this, jump in.

A new voice arose in Buzuo's mind, and Buzuofu felt that something hard was suddenly stuffed into his hands, but before he could see it clearly, he had already subconsciously followed this voice and jumped forward. He felt as if he was suspended in the air, as if he was floating in the universe, unable to breathe, extremely cold, as if everything in his body was propping outward, trying to squeeze the flesh and skin, extreme pain, but this pain temporarily kept him away from the incredible existence and the impact of the battle, and made him vaguely feel that something else, when he jumped in, also jumped past him at the same time, into where he was originally located.

When he tried to make out what it was, he couldn't make a concrete outline in his mind, except that it was the subject of the barking sound that seemed to come from a very distant distance—it reminded him of canines, such as hounds. OF COURSE, HE KNEW, IT WASN'T A HOUND, BUT SOMETHING BEYOND HUMAN COMMON SENSE, OR A MONSTER SIMILAR TO KETELILI.

The current situation seems to be that the principal has somehow replaced himself with this monster who doesn't know what it is.

The ground is gone, gravity is gone, the walls are gone, and all the references that are the criteria for judging the direction are all gone before the eyes of the no-man, replaced by countless flashes of light. These lights float in the suffocating void of nothingness, and you can even see the appearance of these lights, and the simple forms are varied, point-like, present-condition, radial, wave-like, some are arc curves, some are sharp angles, and some are intermittent dotted lines. At first, he thought that he had come to the universe, and the countless flickering lights were distant stars, but the visible light in front of him was beyond his knowledge of the universe, and he did not know what light could be observed with the human naked eye. Indeed, there is no gravity here, suffocating and not even external pressure, which seems to explain why the body has a feeling of being about to be squeezed. However, more things that cannot be explained from his knowledge and knowledge are just around the corner. He tried to touch it, but it was like fishing for the moon in the water, but if he didn't touch anything, he had a feeling that it wasn't quite the same.

He couldn't explain it all, and for the first time in his life, he couldn't be sure what the consequences of any one of his actions would be, and what kind of chain reaction would be caused. He was replaced by something like a dog in his imagination, and this abnormal space area may be the place where the monster inhabited, and the person in charge obviously knew better, so he could do such a thing, but he didn't know more, so it was possible that even if he didn't do anything, it wouldn't end well. But in any case, if this is the escape route that the principal has won for him, then he must go on.

If you don't know, you don't think about it, and if you do, you will fall into the terrible doomsday syndrome, at least until you fulfill the instructions of the principal, and don't think that you must avoid any situation that you know will cause you to get sick.

Of course, despite his thoughts, he didn't take any action, or rather, in this anomalous space, no action seemed to produce a response, he just felt that he was moving forward, and he didn't know how to do it, let alone where the end was. He is like the baby in the swaddling basket in ancient times, thrown into the river by his parents, and floated down the river, not knowing when he will be buried at the bottom of the river, or who will salvage him. Even so, he is willing to give some trust to the mysterious principal, because he has no choice.

THE SENSE OF TIME AND SPACE IS BECOMING EXTREMELY SUBTLE, AT FIRST HE CAN VAGUELY SEE THE PRINCIPAL, THE RED MOONLIGHT, AND THE MONSTER WITH THE KETELILI SCREAM, AND EVEN FOR A FEW SECONDS, HE EVEN SEES THE MONSTER WITH THE NAKED EYE - HE JUST DOESN'T KNOW IF IT IS THE REAL APPEARANCE OF THE MONSTER - LIKE A PUDDLE OF SLIME, BUT IT IS THE SIZE OF A SINGLE DORMITORY ROOM, AND ON EACH SIDE OF THE BODY, THERE IS A YELLOW-GREEN REFLECTION, AS IF REFLECTING SOMETHING ELSE, It was as if something like that was about to emerge from the slime's huge body, or that part of the slime-like body was mimicking that thing.

KETELILI DOESN'T SEEM TO HAVE AN ACTUAL APPEARANCE AT ALL, AND IF THERE'S ANYTHING CLOSE TO IT IN THE HUMAN IMAGINATION, IT'S PROBABLY THE LEGENDARY MONSTER SLIME. I don't know if I'm right, but even if I imagine the Ketelili monster in this way, it's hard to know what kind of power it has from its appearance and analogous legends.

The light transformation of the principal is full of visible splendor, and the phenomenon caused by it is even more unreasonable, with an inhuman spirit, and the way he opens up an escape route is even more than the husband is now experiencing, to cover all this to describe the power of the principal, can only be described as "powerful", and in this visible and experiential power, it seems that the existence of the "great race" claimed by the principal before can be confirmed from the side. He is reluctant to regard all these things that he has seen, experienced, and helped as his own mental hallucinations, because in that case, he will never be able to break free from the pain of doomsday syndrome.

And the power of the blood moon has made the husband and the principal taste the suffering, just bathing in the light it emitts, it has already made people's minds turbulent, their minds confused, and their perception of the whole world and themselves quickly collapsed. If the power of the person in charge is mostly reflected in the materiality, then the power of the blood moon has a terrible impact on the spiritual level of less human cognition, and even on the most important "thinking ability" as an intelligent life, and even, the person in charge also claims that such an impact is not what the blood moon has done on its own initiative, if including the blood moon, the source of this terrible power is really a "virus", it probably means that the "virus" actually does nothing, just exists on this planet, Its impact on the planet's entire environment is enough to lead to the destruction of humanity.

Now the power of the blood moon should not have been fully released, although I don't know what the willingness is, but, the husband has this kind of cognition, he knows that he should connect the "blood moon" and the "virus" together, but it can't be simply confused, which one is the phenomenon and which one is the subject, it is difficult to distinguish at present.

The person in charge should have already taken out the housekeeping skills, even if there are still hidden methods, I'm afraid it's just the last insurance. Don't wonder if your judgment underestimates the principal. However, the torture that the principal endured when he was with him, and the entrustment, prevented him from seeing the principal as a man who could make the final decision in battle.

ON THE OTHER SIDE, THE MONSTER THAT MADE THE KETELILI SCREAM, BEING ABLE TO FACE THESE TWO BEINGS WHO COULDN'T MAKE PEOPLE FEEL "WEAK" AT ALL, BUT BEING ABLE TO HOLD ON UNTIL NOW, IT SEEMED THAT IT WAS ENOUGH TO HOLD ON - EVEN IF IT WAS ONLY FOR A FEW SECONDS - WAS ENOUGH FOR THE FUFU TO HAVE AN EXTREMELY HIGH ASSESSMENT OF HIS STRENGTH.

It is impossible to have a correct sense of time and space, and it is impossible to determine whether the minutes and seconds that you have recorded by counting your mind are common to the places outside this strange space zone, and whether they are meaningful to the situations you observe in the past few seconds. Of course, the most ideal possibility is that it can be converted by proportion, as is often the case in fantasy spaces with unequal time: "one year in heaven, one day on earth" and so on. But he knew that this was only the most ideal possibility, and the worst case, in the case he could imagine, was that the concept of "time" was completely meaningless. He never knew what was going on outside and how long it took while he was drifting in the void.

Of course, he knew that time was running out, but he still hoped that the principal could last longer, as long as he could.

All kinds of light spread in the void, like the starry sky and like the sea, and he gradually saw more things, like the appearance of a certain planet countless years ago, and on the barren and hot surface, there was the birth of life that he could not understand. He also saw a scene in a corner that looked like some kind of ritual, and I don't know what the hell was doing an ancient and cruel sacrifice. This is still a picture that he can understand, but there are more pictures that he can't understand, and he even sees something jump out of the picture, and the husband knows because of this, maybe what he sees is not the "image record" in common sense at all.

The state of not being a husband has always been bad, and after being replaced in this strange void, he has been on the verge of death, and he can feel a strong breath of death, which is expressed by the weakening of his physical body, and the gradual blurring of self-knowledge and subjective consciousness. He knew very well how close he was to death, and before that, he had to leave this place.

Thinking so, as his mind went through a trance, a huge force surged up from below, rolling him up—or rather, making him feel like he was being swept up in this fountain of power—and he subconsciously held his breath, but before he could finish the action, he could already smell the familiar.

It was a terrible, familiar, but impatient hospital smell.

The next moment, the starlight in front of Buzuofu's eyes was leaving farther away. I don't know how long it was, they flew away, and the moment they disappeared in front of their eyes, Buzuofu once again regained his sense of body, time, and space, and all his five senses once again received a clear message. It's smells, sounds, humidity, tastes, and all sorts of things that people inevitably encounter when they live on Earth. Only then did the husband know that he had his eyes closed, and he didn't know when he closed his eyes. When he realized it and took the initiative to open his eyes, the strange and quite heartfelt nostalgia and comfort scenery of the hospital once again poured into his eyes.

As far as the eye could see, there was a gray mist, and in the depths of the mist, the tower, which was like a symbol of the hospital, revealed a faint outline, like a road sign.

Bu Zuofu can finally confirm that he is indeed back. But just leaving the extremely dangerous hospital clearly did not escape the whole anomaly. He looked at the sky, but he didn't see the blood moon, the gray mist obscured the sky, and he couldn't see anything else, but it gave him peace of mind.

So, just do what you planned. I didn't waste time as a husband, and I thought about it in my heart.