Chapter 172: "Death"
"Isn't it okay not to think about it?"
Although Wei Yan didn't know what kind of situation and mechanism was inside the ring, he thought that there was always some room for independent choice.
Wei Wutong sighed softly.
"No one can tell which is more torturous, memory or death, until there is a complete loss of consciousness and emotion...... After a long time, there is always a need for some adjustment. β
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As the illusion dissipated, Jiang Bai glanced at the room number this time, wanting to know if he had entered the same room.
z38
Obviously, no.
With doubts in his heart, Jiang Bai stepped out of the iron door and stepped out of the room.
The turntable turns again.
As the sound of iron cables and gears faded until it disappeared, a glimmer of light peeked through the cracks in the iron door where it stopped.
And this time, Jiang Bai stood outside and no longer pushed the door in.
It was only two attempts that gave him a rough idea of something.
The numbers and letters seem to be used to distinguish the room.
Go into different rooms by yourself, but only get the same encounter.
Other than that, there is no difference in the interior of the room.
In that case, what else to do in there?
There were some things he couldn't forget, but he didn't want to dwell on them.
After all, it's all in the past, isn't it?
So Jiang Bai began to explore this corridor.
Before leaving, Jiang Bai looked around, but he couldn't find any tools that could be moved or used.
And they are all rooms of the same structure, and there is no special point to distinguish them.
Compared with his own minions, looking at the black steel texture of the corridor and the ground, Jiang Bai was a little desperate to find that he couldn't leave any marks.
Thereupon......
Heh~tui!
Leaving his own mark, Jiang Bai began to walk clockwise towards the fog in the distance of the corridor.
There was a glimmer of light in every room.
Jiang Bai passed by all the way, and he didn't have the slightest idea of pushing open the door and going in again.
Just silently counting the numbers in my mind.
1β¦β¦
2β¦β¦
3β¦β¦
He wanted to see how many rooms there were.
I don't know exactly where this place is, and even if I guess correctly, it's the legendary Endless Ring, but I can't think of designing some useless features.
If you really want to torture your heart all the time, then just stay in that room and don't come out.
Why do you have to design so many rooms and corridors?
And if you poke your head out from the side of the corridor, it seems that you can still see a circle of rooms with a high and invisible ceiling.
You can't just put a picture in front of your eyes, right?
Are there any other intentions for these designs themselves?
It's just that the circular corridor doesn't know how big it is, and after Jiang Bai walked for a few minutes, he stopped with some confusion.
Q: Assuming that Jiangbai's speed is constant at 8 km/h, how far does it take to cover in 5 minutes?
The answer is 273 rooms......
Jiang Bai actually didn't know how long he had been gone, after all, he didn't have a means of timing now, and he could only rely on his own sense of time to roughly estimate.
However, after counting so many rooms, I still didn't see the mark I had left before.
Obviously, the number of rooms is much higher than that.
Or was the mark you left behind erased after you left?
It's all possible, Jiang Bai decided to give it a try.
So it was "Heh~tui!" β
After turning around and running, after running a short distance, Jiang Bai turned back to the original way.
The spitting on the ground is clearly visible, revealing a debauchery appearance.
Are you still there......
Is there actually more room?
Thinking so in his heart, Jiang Bai suddenly felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.
So he slowly raised his head and saw a black piece of cloth floating in the air.
The black ragged cloth shook slightly without wind.
As Jiang Bai gradually raised his head, he gradually saw something other than himself in this ghost place.
Death......
The black ragged cloth clothes were windless, and the huge white bone sickle in his hand showed a cold light.
From the broken ragged clothes, you can occasionally get a glimpse of the white skeleton inside.
The position of the head, which was covered by the hood of the black robe, was also a white bone face with two dark blue flame eyes.
It is almost the same as the impression of death in Jiang Bai's heart.
Jiang Bai subconsciously took two steps back, but found that the other party's actions were not fast.
The other party suspended in mid-air moved towards him little by little, looking mechanical and stiff.
It even looks a little funny.
Alone, in this strange situation that he had never seen before, Jiang Bai didn't have much fear in his heart.
His name is Zhang Tiedan, and as the name suggests, he is very bold.
Seeing that the other party couldn't catch up with him in a short period of time, Jiang Bai didn't rush or panic, but just retreated a little distance.
He wanted to see if it was the thing that followed his ass like a cleaner and wiped it.
You dog thing cleaned up the marks I left behind?
Obviously, no.
The "Grim Reaper" floating through the air ignored the bohemian slime on the ground.
It seems that its target is only Jiang Bai.
And after watching the other party pass by, the spit still stubbornly stayed in place, and Jiang Bai didn't bother to play with this thing.
Pat your butt, turn around and run.
The other party's slow speed of action made Jiang Bai not have much sense of urgency in his heart.
Jogging at a constant speed of 8 km/h.
People interrogated me about fitness......
After another four minutes or so, Jiang Bai was surprised to find that ......
The dog behind him actually followed.
I don't know how much faster it was than at the beginning.
Jiang Bai, who began to feel urgent in his heart, sped up.
However, it was not much use, and the Grim Reaper followed.
At a certain given moment, he easily caught up with Jiang Bai.
In an instant, an indescribable cold enveloped Jiang Bai's body.
The eyes on the Grim Reaper's white skull stared at Jiang Bai, who couldn't move below him.
Jiang Bai, who unconsciously opened his mouth with his back facing the sky, could clearly see that some strange blue gas was being drawn out of his mouth.
Between his face and the white bone skull of the Grim Reaper, a blue airflow channel seemed to have been established.
Although Jiang Bai's body couldn't move, he could feel all the feedback from his body.
It was as if something was slowly pulling away from his body, and the feeling as if he was about to hollow out all his internal organs made him feel like his whole body was shrinking into a ball.
The torture is even more than ordinary physical injuries and illnesses.
The process seemed clear and long, and Jiang Bai could feel that his body was losing strength...... with vitality.
The consciousness that had been awake gradually blurred.
Are you going to die?
Will there be dead people here?
The last consciousness echoed in my mind -
Like that bubble tea?
I was the unwilling pearl, and I was sucked up by a straw with terrifying suction.
This was Jiang Bai's last consciousness......
The next moment, Jiang Bai suddenly straightened up.
I remember everything just now.
In front of him, there was the familiar black steel room.
It's like everything just now, it's an illusion.
Jiang Bai pressed his chest suspiciously, and found that the feelings just now were still haunting his heart.
It's unbelievable.
Patting his face, Jiang Bai calmed himself down.
Recalling a certain detail, he looked up at the string of symbols on the iron doorβ
z1021
And said that you are not a savior