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Xiao Yan took out the book casually, and glanced at the book cover in the dimming light.

《fae&awakenman》。 (The Awakened and the Otherworld)

Xiao Yan's breathing involuntarily accelerated, and his hands trembled slightly.

Just by looking at the name, the book is probably about his various experiences, and probably just as closely related to what is happening around him now.

By comparison, the book fit into a special pocket inside his coat, and it was determined that the owner of the book was the one who had been staying here.

Xiao Yan took the book in his hand and flipped it twice, all of it was in English, and there were manual annotations in many corners to explain a certain paragraph or phrase.

In addition, at the end of the book, you can see that quite a lot of paper has been pasted.

The pages were invariably densely packed with English paragraphs, which, at first glance, should be an additional record of the entire book and the perception and understanding of the people who use the book.

Xiao Yan couldn't fully understand the book, and there were many words he hadn't touched at all, but it didn't bother him.

Although he couldn't read it, he could memorize it all in a short period of time, and save it for later when he could read the words.

Relying on extensive observation of other worlds that others cannot see, Xiao Yan's brain is fully exploited and utilized, allowing him to flip through and memorize the entire content of a book much faster than those who are skilled in speed reading and shorthand skills.

The book was spread out in Xiao Yan's hands, and the large number of pages seemed to be blown by the wind, constantly flipping, and in a short time, Xiao Yan finished reading it.

Then he closed the book, reopened it, and flipped it again like that just now, and repeated it a few times, Xiao Yan had already memorized all the contents inside, along with the small notes such as personal feelings at the back of the book, Xiao Yan had also recorded all of them in his mind.

Xiao Yan let out a long breath and put down the book in his hand, and the sky outside had completely darkened at this time.

It had been less than an hour since he came into the world, but the darkness outside was faster than he had imagined.

Walking to the window and looking out obliquely, the place Xiao Yan's eyes saw was full of yellow-brown fog.

It is these sudden and dense fogs that cause the surrounding light to dim rapidly, and the fog continues to worsen.

The sound of a clattering train suddenly pierced the silence nearby, the fog not only made the surrounding environment dreamlike, but even the sound didn't seem to be very real, Xiao Yan couldn't hear how far away he was from such a train sound.

The sound of the train as it moves is accompanied by the screeching of the brakes as the wheels turn and the "stinging" of brake sparks.

The sound of the train passing by did not stop for long, and it seemed that from a long distance, there was another knocking bell, this bell sounded dull and solemn, Xiao Yan secretly counted in his heart, it was already 6 o'clock in the evening.

When all these sounds were gone, the surroundings fell silent again, except for the occasional sound of rats passing by, and the world of Xiaolou seemed to turn into a world of death in an instant.

After a while, Xiao Yan suddenly heard some strange sounds quietly emerging from all directions of this street.

Most of the sounds produced a fixed rhythm, followed by a short mopping sound, like the sound of those with bad legs walking.

"Knock, sting", "knock, stinging·····

If it's just one of these sounds, it's nothing, but the point is, it seems to be everywhere around the block.

Disturbed by the fog, it was impossible for Xiao Yan to see what the owner who made these sounds looked like, just such a strange sound was enough to make people's hearts tremble.

Not only that, but above the roof, Xiao Yan also heard some rustling sounds, which were completely different from the sounds of those rats, but like the sounds of short people climbing on ropes.

Disturbed by the fog, the streets are no longer clearly visible, and now there seems to be no one staying on the street, which is too far from Xiao Yan's understanding, in the era of the Industrial Revolution, the streets were lost at 6 o'clock in the evening, which seems to be no different from the dark ages.

At this time, it should be when those workers are drunk and noisy, and the whole block is in chaos, in this street, it should also be bright, even if it is a slum, it will not be so quiet, not to mention, the small building where Xiao Yan is located has proved that this block was not a slum before.

While Xiao Yan was thinking about it, a small black shadow appeared in front of him, it was a homeless man who returned late, although he couldn't see the specific dress, but the practice of wrapping his body tightly with newspaper revealed his identity.

The homeless man seemed to be very afraid of the fog on the street, and he dodged to run to the other side of the street.

However, the homeless man apparently did not notice that the noises above the street had disappeared by the time he appeared, and in his place a moving rope had fallen from the top of his head.

On the rope, a dark shadow was moving rapidly downward.

The homeless man's footsteps were destined to return to his temporary abode, and just before he was about to reach a dilapidated old house, the rope above his head suddenly fell, and the dark shadow swooped down on the homeless man.

Without any shouting, Xiao Yan could vaguely see that the rope was as if it was alive, suddenly blocking the mouthpiece of the homeless man, so that all the panicked shouts were blocked, leaving only a vague "whine" sound.

And all the homeless man could do in the end was to wave his hands and feet in vain, and even this action slowly became weak in the end.

He has seen too many changes in the other world, relatively speaking, Xiao Yan's eyesight is not bad, he not only saw that the rope blocked the mouth of the homeless man, but also saw that the rope was like a real living thing, constantly surging, all the way into the homeless man's body.

When the hapless homeless man finally remained motionless, the shadow who was guarding the side pounced, tied the homeless man with an extra rope, and then lay back on the tangled "cocoon".

The rope slowly retracted, eventually rising higher than Xiao Yan's position and disappearing, and after a while, those strange rustling sounds came from the top of Xiao Yan's head again.

The whole process is like a spider web hunt, and there is no possibility of escape from the life chosen by the spider from above.

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