Volume II, Level 1. Doomsday Chapter Seventy-Eight. End of the first floor
Tang Ling had actually begun to doubt whether her and Lu Xiu's escape plan was really reliable when she was underground, and the doubts in her heart, as her companions died one after another, slowly magnifying, everyone's deaths seemed to be deliberately arranged, everyone died from weaknesses related to their abilities, would it be Tang Ling's turn next?
Tang Ling didn't know, because she hadn't died, she couldn't die, this was her characteristic, even if the whole person was tortured to the point of being inhuman, she would still recover in the shortest possible time.
Tang Ling has thought about many behind-the-scenes masters, whether it will be Meng Han, whether it will be Meng Ling, whether it will be other people in power at the top, she has thought about many possibilities, and after various elimination methods, the suspicion of the only remaining person is slowly increasing.
Every doubt that rose in her heart, Tang Ling subconsciously wiped it out, the person who taught her a lot of things, the person she respected immensely, the person she already regarded as a family member, she didn't want to believe the fact that he was a bad person.
Now, that voice sounded behind him, it was his unique warm and breezy voice, it was cold, but it brought warmth to Tang Ling.
In the yellow sand-filled world, Tang Ling didn't even have the courage to turn around, she was so sad, it was like being in a desert with no edge in sight, she hadn't eaten for a long time, when she was tired and sleepy, and when she was dying, she finally saw the oasis, bringing herself so many water sources and fruits, it saved herself, and she had just handed over her trust under the shell of her vigilance to the oasis, and in the next second, she found that all this was just her last fantasy before she died.
"You must get out."
The young man swore to himself that he had saved her many times when she had lost the desire to flee.
Tang Ling's eyes were a little sour, but in this dry space, the jerky wind blew away the moisture under her eyes, Tang Ling hesitated, and the person behind her was not in a hurry, quietly waiting for her to turn around, cruelly watching her collapse again.
The wind suddenly stopped howling at a certain moment, and the surroundings blurred by the wind and sand gradually became clear, and there was no noise of yellow sand in the air at this moment, but the breath was still so rough, Tang Ling slowly moved her steps, turned around, and saw someone not far behind her.
No, it must not be him.
No matter who you are, you don't want to trust the benchmark you have always believed in is just a hypocritical illusion, and the pain caused by the huge gap is really unbearable.
Tang Ling's gaze followed the desert, and finally turned around and saw the familiar, long-haven't seen figure, standing not far from her, the gun in her hand was aimed at her.
Tang Ling didn't even cry, she just stood there stunned, looking at the young man, he was still wearing the clothes he wore when he saw her the last time, still the same casual clothes, clothes that didn't fit in with the laboratory.
His eyes were still the indifference that Tang Ling had seen at first, and the pitch-black muzzle in his hand locked straight onto himself.
Anyone can, really, whoever stands behind Tang Ling, Tang Ling can accept it, anyone can, anyone can, but why should she be the one she relies on the most?
Tang Ling couldn't bear to face it, she didn't want to be this person, this person she had been with for a short time, but he had taught her a lot of things. He taught himself how to be strong, he taught himself not to be self-loathing, he told himself not to give up hope, to get out of here, he brought her hope.
So is this hope just fake?
"Why?"
"It's a test." The young man said, "I am the commander-in-chief of the high-level, and you test subjects have indeed been transformed by us and have superior abilities, but lack of actual combat experience, I designed this test subject escape plan in order to test your potential, and all the news you know is what I deliberately told you." ”
The young man cleared his throat and didn't speak, because Tang Ling's whole mood became more and more unstable.
What he didn't say was that this time the chaos was indeed real, and most of the staff in the laboratory had really died, there had been a big hole in the laboratory, ordinary staff began to be dissatisfied with their authority, high-level people began to covet power alone, and more and more people's faces began to become more ugly, and they began to fight for the slightest bit of unwarranted power and desire, and everyone wanted to be the master of that piece of cake.
Meng Han's incident before was a reminder, the higher-level superiors issued an order to order the young man to design and strangle those disobedient dogs, and the young man also used this chaos to test Tang Ling's ability and the ability of several of them, so he estimated that Bai Lu knew a small part of their plan, and deliberately induced her to pull Tang Ling into the gang, for him, this is the best of both worlds.
Tang Ling felt that her chest hurt so much, the pain began to feel paralyzed all over her body, her breathing began to be difficult, different from the sudden anger that rose when Zhou Ke died, nor the kind of mourning in the face of Lu Xiu's sacrifice, she was now wrapped in an invisible pain, which stimulated the tip of her nose to be constantly sour, but she could not cry.
Tang Ling didn't understand how she was feeling now, but she thought of a word she had seen in the book before - betrayal.
She was betrayed by the youth, and although it was not particularly appropriate to say so, she really felt so sad.
Tang Ling couldn't hold back any longer, and howled bitterly at the young man in a broken heart, her eyes turning red in an instant.
And the young man, still with that calm and breezy appearance, but where Tang Ling couldn't see, there was a faint satisfaction in his eyes, his fingers moved to the trigger, and slowly began to curl his fingers.
Tang Ling watched angrily as the young man slowly pulled the trigger, and there was a little disdain in her eyes.
This ordinary gun can't kill her.
"Really?"
As if to understand Tang Ling's inner thoughts, the young man asked faintly, a strange smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and then his fingers moved slightly.
"Bang!"
With a gunshot, the bullet hit Tang Ling's chest, she fell backwards uncontrollably, lying on the ground, and then, scarlet blood began to spread out from her wounds, fainting a large piece of white clothes, Tang Ling's chest hurt almost insensitively, she couldn't control her rapid breathing, this time, unlike before, the small light spots in her body did not appear because of her injury, Tang Ling felt that her body was getting colder and colder, and the breath of death was constantly devouring her.
She's going to die?
How could she die?
Tang Ling began to become at a loss, her eyes were full of fear and unwillingness, she was afraid, she didn't want to die, she hadn't seen the blue sky yet.
Tang Ling trembled, and slowly stretched out her hand to the blurred sky in her vision, although it was still bad weather, Tang Ling still tried her best to raise her hand.
Her blue sky......
In the end, the slender and weak hand could no longer bear the ground, lost its strength, and fell into the boundless yellow sand.
The young man slowly walked to Tang Ling's body, squatted down, gently covered her dead eyes with his hands, looked at the desolate scene around her, and said to himself, "It's finally over." ”
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"Level 1 testing, done."