9。

9。

9。

The fire alarm rang out as everyone gazed into the elevator, but it couldn't pull them away from all their doubts.

9。

9。

9。

The ringing of bells warns them that the situation is still dire.

But that's too much of an exaggeration, isn't it......

The walls of the elevator, whether it is the wall in front of it or on both sides, are engraved with large and small "9" Arabic numerals. At a glance, there are at least a dozen "9" inscriptions.

"Damn...... It's so fucking scary, dense phobia. Depend on! Ah Mao covered his face with his hands, and his face turned pale.

Yes, Guan Tianxiang also felt a burst of horror, "9" of different sizes, scattered in every corner of the three walls, densely packed. It was obviously not written with a pen, and the writing on the wall was a series of marks, which were obviously deliberately and forcibly carved with a sharp instrument......

The walls of the elevator are made of hard metal, and there are many reasons why they have carved deep marks on the surface.

Transcendent power, extreme anger, desperate panic.

Some "9s" are as small as fingers, while others are as large as the palm of your hand.

The dense "9" character is mysterious and so chilling......

"There's something ......obvious," Toby was stunned for a moment, but was still the first to try to pull them back to their senses.

The other three, including Guan Tianxiang, turned their heads in unison, staring at the short-haired girl with a puffed face.

"The one who wrote...... Of course I'm assuming it's people, anyway...... It is in a hurry to write these words. Toby stared at the eerie surroundings inside the elevator.

Toby is very pointed, because the last stroke of the word "9" in the elevator is not obvious, and some of them even look like a "0", as if a lazy student is sloppy in copying sentences.

Why, on the hell, did the man have to engrave so many of the same number and write so anxiously?

Essie's breathing finally returned to normal, and she stood silently at the end, staring at the strangeness of the elevator.

The kitten Lang Lang meowed, and leisurely entered their line of sight through the crack in the door.

"However, I believe that these '9s' are not the arrangement of the so-called game masters, if the game masters really exist." Toby closed her eyes, and Guan Tianxiang believed that she was about to start making a reasoning statement.

"Pay attention to the word '9' in the elevator, which is written so sloppily, it doesn't look like a planned act at all, but it looks like a surprise attack."

Toby exhaled: "Also, I believe that it is done by humans, not the so-called supernatural powers, everyone look at the position of the word '9' in the elevator, which is maintained at the height of many people, that is, about one and a half meters high, which is just the most suitable height for people to write, so I believe that this is done by people." ”

"So sure?" Mao grabbed his hair, and several filthy greasy hairs scattered to the ground as the fire alarm stopped suddenly.

"Unsure, believe in probability." Toby smiled.

Yes, there is no way to conclude everything, and only the more credible inferences can be selected based on clues, and Toby's inference is quite reasonable.

“9…… What does it stand for? Guan Tianxiang stared at the dense elevator lettering in the elevator.

"Is it a countdown ......?"

Everyone turned their heads and stared at the weak Aisi, whose voice was as weak as a bird.

Goosebumps Guan Tianxiang don't overdo it.

"Countdown...... Elsie, do you mean something like their game, with about 9 hours left, or 9 minutes, something like that? Toby finally couldn't help it and pulled out another piece of chewing gum from his trouser pocket.

"Hmm."

"I don't think it's possible, because based on the current situation, we don't look like the chosen ones, I mean a few of us are not being targeted, at least the whole building is forced to participate in this killing game. If the elevator is going to tell us that we know that our game will be over in 9 minutes or 9 hours, then the elevator will not be able to show the survivors on so many floors in 1 minute or 1 hour, and if it is 1 minute or an hour later, the word "9" will become the word "8", what information do you get? I mean...... What's more, what is the reason that the gamemaster showed us. Toby chewed on the gum, and his mouth smelled of fruit.

"Well, whatever you want." Elsie smiled mysteriously.

The elevator closed suddenly, and the sudden movement frightened Guan Tianxiang by taking half a step back.

"Damn, in fact, it wouldn't be talking about the 9th floor,." Ah Mao shouted unscrupulously, as if he had finally felt impatient.

Right.

"That's right," Toby smiled lightly, "Guan Tianxiang thinks so too, probably talking about the 9th floor." Or maybe someone is asking them for help, seeking more survivors. ”

Survivor?

That is to say, writing...... No...... The one who engraves the letter, is the survivor, just like us? Guan Tianxiang asked, and Toby nodded enthusiastically.

"I think we can go down and see what's going on." Toby rubbed his snow-white hands together, showing hope.

"Won't the fuck be ambushed?" Mao's irritable tone was thought-provoking.

Yes, could it be a trap to lure survivors to the 9th floor, in fact, to deceive a chance to kill?

Very reasonable.

Toby hesitated for a moment: "Let's put it this way, I don't think so, from the speed of the engraving is so anxious, it can be inferred that the engraver is in a hurry, and may be desperate to be rescued." There may be someone on the 9th floor, facing the challenge of survival, now waiting for us to come to the rescue. I think even if it's a trap that wants us to die, it should be fine. ”

"Are you alright? What guarantee do you use? Ah Mao smiled bitterly.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Toby smiled sweetly, full of confidence.

deserve it, Guan Tianxiang and Ah Mao should really introspect themselves, whether they are too unmanly and want a weak girl to protect them.

"Why don't we go find them?" Ai Xi slowly raised her hand to propose, but of course Guan Tianxiang ignored it.

Although Guan Tianxiang also understands that at this moment, they describe the lost lamb, and if they do not act early, they may lose their morale.

In other words, the term "morale" has never appeared in Guan Tianxiang's dictionary.

In his dictionary, it is not without giving up.

"Damn, you all said go, then go." Mao smiled.

Toby and Kwan did not object, so their journey to the 9th floor was officially launched.

The quiet 8th floor has regained a little vitality.

It only took a few seconds to reply.

"Why don't we go for some self-defense weapons...... Now we go up empty-handed, and if anyone were to ambush us, we would really be defenseless—" Mao stopped talking, and touched his trouser pocket.