Chapter 209: Photographs and Death Artwork
Walking down the corridor towards the depths, Hu Feng was not too worried at the moment, he had a portable small quantum teleportation device in his spatial ring to deal with the current situation.
I checked it out and found that everything was working fine and fully functional.
In that case, let's go and explore this Vault 0.
The endless road seems to be really never finished, there are two opposite iron doors of the shelter room on both sides of the corridor every ten meters, but they are all in a closed and locked state, Hu Feng tried to burn it with evil flames, but the iron door seems to be protected by a layer of energy, and it does not move at all.
I don't know how long I walked, but the fog in front of me suddenly lifted, and a downward staircase appeared in front of me.
However, it was impossible to move on, for there was a heavy shelter door at the end of the staircase, which was also tightly sealed.
There is a computer next to the door, which is on standby at the moment, the screen is black, but the display light is on.
With a random shake of the mouse, the screen immediately lit up, displaying a line of words: "Endless Road Lower Area, Status: Blocked." Unlock Method: Unknown. ”
The screen seems to be locked in this interface, and no matter how you turn it off or minimize it, you can't return to the desktop.
Bang!
At this time, there was a roar behind him, and Hu Feng immediately turned to look, only to see an iron door in the corridor open suddenly, and then calm again.
With evil flames burning in his eyes and his hands turning into evil claws, Hu Feng stood on the spot, alerting any enemies that might appear.
But after waiting for a long time, nothing happened to me.
Walking slowly, Hu Feng saw the scene inside the door, it was still a corridor, but this corridor was extremely retro, the wooden floor and walls looked old, and there were rows of photos framed in wooden frames on the walls on both sides.
Walk into the wooden hallway and slowly move forward while looking at the photos on both sides under the dim orange-yellow chandelier light.
The contents of these photographs seem meaningless at all, and some of them are eyeballs, taken at very close range.
Some are wooden dolls, dressed in various costumes and posing in all kinds of strange poses.
Others are flesh and blood ghosts and monsters in the ruins of various grounds.
And so on and so forth, and the content of the photos varied, in short, they were all extremely weird and meaningless, and I couldn't see where there was any sense of art.
At the end of the hallway, there was a very retro décor hall, decorated in a classical European style, with a thick red curtain hanging from the walls around it that dragged down to the floor.
In the center of the hall is a square area enclosed by an exhibition railing, in which stands a strange statue without a base, which is so quietly suspended in the air less than a dozen centimeters above the ground.
It is a sculpture of a woman dressed in tatters, almost dressed in strips of cloth, cast in white marble, in a posture of opening her arms to the wind to fly, and the head is a bloody female head, which looks like it has recently been cut off.
Hu Feng immediately recognized it, it was the head of the flesh and blood sadako.
On each of the statue's two hands, three thin threads are held, and at the end of each thread is also a bloody skull.
After looking at it for a while, Hu Feng let out a smack and shook his head.
What is the meaning of this perverted thing being placed here as an art exhibit, and what kind of experimental plan does Vault 0 have?
However, the only thing Hu Feng is sure of is that the Endless Road is definitely not all of Vault 0, there must be other areas.
Bypassing the exhibition statues, the wall behind it is empty, not obscured by a red curtain, and the wooden walls are empty.
A DSLR camera is mounted on a tripod in front of the wall, with the lens facing the wall.
There was no way to move on, and when I returned to the endless road, I looked at it, and countless iron gates were still sealed.
Returning to the hall, Hu Feng pondered for a moment, then walked up to the SLR camera, leaned down, and aimed his eyes at the observation hole.
Looking forward through the camera, the solid wooden wall has now become a corridor, and when you look up, it is still a wall.
Click!
With a flash of light, Hu Feng took a picture of the wooden wall.
When he got up again, the wall in front of him had turned into a corridor where he could move on.
The SLR camera also seemed to have its own instant printing function, and the photo taken just now slowly popped out from a gap below, Hu Feng picked it up and looked at it, compared with the corridor that appeared in front of him, and found something different.
The hallway in front of him was empty, and in the hallway of the photograph stood a man in a dark blue suit and a camera in his hand, with a faint smile on his face and a wisp of brown bangs on his forehead covering his left eye.
Hu Feng narrowed his eyes. After thinking about it for a moment, he turned around and picked up the SLR camera on the tripod and decided to confiscate it.
"Hey, that's my personal belongings!
A man's voice immediately came from the corridor, seemingly extremely dissatisfied with Hu Feng's behavior.
Sure enough, something existed, Hu Feng shrugged his shoulders when he heard this, "Lao Tzu just took it, what's the matter, come and bite me." ”
The man's voice fell silent again, no longer talking, Hu Feng pursed his lips, relied on his evil energy to protect his body, and continued to stride forward.
I'm afraid of an egg! It's a big deal that Lao Tzu teleports home, Lao Tzu has a Hearthstone!
No matter how mysterious you are, it's not the same as being deflated in the face of high technology!
The sides of the corridor were still full of photos, and when he came to the end of the corridor, Hu Feng found a different photo.
That's yourself.
In the upper hall, I leaned over and fiddled with my camera to take a picture.
Your grandma is a spiced spicy beef fart!
Well... The geese plucked their feathers and left a souvenir.
Hu Feng took the photograph framed in a wooden frame off the wall and put it into the spatial ring.
That's right, the same confiscated.
The scene in the second hall was extremely strange, it was a wall of light made of blue energy, enclosing a circle, and inside the circle was a lowest-level twisted flesh female ghost.
The most bizarre thing is that at this moment, this female ghost is suspended in mid-air, repeating the scene before her death in extremely slow motion.
It was a long dagger, and it seemed that the dagger was inserted into the forehead of the female ghost at a very fast speed, and the huge impact directly lifted the female ghost and fell backwards in midair.
But she will never fall, because she is trapped in an endless loop, repeating this deathbed scene over and over again.
When you are dying, you are not dead.
Stepping into the blue aperture, Hu Feng immediately heard the roar of the Twisted Flesh Female Ghost, which also came into his ears in a slow-motion manner, as if everything had been pressed the slow-forward button, and then repeated over and over again.
A pleasant background music sounded at the same time, but the speed of the music was extremely normal, as if it was setting off this death scene.
Grass you uncle, you pervert will also match the background BGM, right?
Listening to the background music in the style of Western magic epics, Hu Feng felt a pain in the face.
Standing in the blue circle of light was equally unaffected, only the twisted flesh female ghost and the long dagger seemed to be slowed down and trapped in an endless loop.
Walking out of the aperture, Hu Feng found that a door had appeared on the originally empty wooden wall opposite.
I looked behind me again, and the hall where I came was still there.
Shrugging his shoulders, Hu Feng walked towards the wooden door.
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