"Are you sure?"

Sweat was oozing from the corners of Wang Ke's forehead, and he didn't know if it was because it was too hot around him, or if the voice that was torturing his will was getting louder and louder.

After listening to what Qiao Du said, he didn't even feel incredible.

After all, he'd seen enough outrageous things today.

"There's no escape from here, let's go through the main gate."

Qiao Du glanced at the window.

They had just confirmed that the length and strength of the rope tied between the quilt cover and the sheets were not enough, and even if they dared to take the risk, only one person could barely try to escape.

Therefore, Qiao Du proposed another way.

“...... I believe you. ”

Wang Ke nodded, he picked up the photo frame on the table, put the photo in his pocket, then took a rolling pin from the kitchen, and gave Qiao Du a hammer in the toolbox, and the two of them each took a wet towel soaked in water and came to the door of the house.

The two looked at each other.

The next moment, Qiao Du opened the door.

Outside the door, in the corridor that was already filled with smoke, stood several former residents.

They looked like zombies, their expressions were wooden, and the moment they saw the door open, their eyes turned in unison, and they made people's hearts furious.

Wang Ke felt dizzy for a while, and he couldn't help but clench the rolling pin in his hand.

Qiao Du took a step forward.

As he walked, some kind of ripple beyond reality spread out between the corridors.

From the infinite void, golden threads slowly drooped, wrapping around the hands, feet, necks, and bodies of these "inhabitants".

In the eyes of these people, Qiao Du and Wang Ke disappeared, replaced by a cold, silent, deep corridor.

At the end of the hallway, the roar of the incinerator could be heard, and in the next room, the remains in the morgue kept knocking on the freezer with a terrible sound.

Zila-

Security guards with crowbars in their hands wandering through the quiet corridors.

[Ghost]!

Qiao Du used the anomaly he anchored to temporarily inject these strange scenes into the consciousness of those residents, making them empathize with them, ignoring Qiao Du and Wang Ke.

It's just that Qiao Du doesn't know how long this can last, and they have to act as soon as possible.

"Let's go."

Qiao Du said a word and ran towards the third floor.

The fire had spread to this place, the old and moldy walls were peeling off little by little, and the debris piled up in the doorway was burning, and the scorching heat made the two of them sweat, and it was quickly dried by the dry wind.

Fortunately, at least the middle way can still be walked.

In the fire, many people were actually not burned to death, but smoked to death, Qiao Du covered her mouth with a wet towel, leaned down, and ran towards the stairs at the other end.

In those open doors, there were people who were already in flames, rolling and struggling in pain, letting out a hoarse wail, others who had been completely engulfed in flames, motionless and silently burning, and others reached out to Qiao Dui, trying to pull his ankles, leaving Qiao Du here to be with him forever.

Twilight jumped over the man and made her way to the staircase.

The fire on the second floor was raging and even hotter, and he could already feel his skin burning, as if it had been burned a lot.

I wonder if it is difficult to remove the scar left by the burn?

Qiao Twilight worried about her face, took a puff of the smelly air from the wet towel, and prepared to run to the first floor.

At the rate of the fire, the first floor is probably already burned to the ground, but it will be safer.

But just as Qiao Du was about to take a step, he saw a figure in front of him blocking the middle of the corridor.

His clothes were burned, and his skin was covered in festering blisters and scorch marks, but he still stood straight.

It's the rich second generation who was possessed.

The moment she saw each other, Qiao Du felt that her surroundings were quiet.

A clear murmur sounded inside his skull.

"You don't save you when you die, you killed Wan'er!"

"All deserve to die, all deserve to die, all have to die!"

"Why do you bully her, why hurt her, my Wan'er!"

"All are enemies, burn you!"

"Is it painful, is it afraid, this is what Wan'er felt before she died!"

A mixture of voices of men, women, and children echoed in his ears.

Wang Ke also heard such a voice, and his already fragmented consciousness was washed away, as if he had been struggling on the sea for a long time, and the exhausted drowning man was pulled by the ankle of the water ghost under the sea surface and dragged down.

The man's eyes became hollow and empty, and the wet towel covering his mouth fell to the ground.

"Wake up."

Qiao Duan didn't say a word and gave Wang Ke a slap.

The eyes that had lost focus were focused again, and Wang Ke looked at Qiao Dui.

"You're going home."

Qiao Du said.

Wang Ke nodded hesitantly, he picked up the wet towel that had almost been baked, and turned his gaze to the front.

In his ears, the whispers continued to become complex, overlapping, and loud, occupying almost all of Wang Ke's hearing.

"yes."

Wang Ke couldn't see Qiao Du beside him, so he answered and ran forward.

Qiao Du stared at the rich second generation who was occupied, and in the infinite distance, the golden silk threads hung down, wrapping around the other party's hands and feet.

Blazing flames clinged upwards along the golden threads, trying to incinerate them.

The other party's movements became slower.

Qiao Du followed behind Wang Ke and walked through the burning corridor on the second floor.

The eyes are dry, as if the vitreous in the eyeballs is about to boil.

The skin was itchy, the throat was sore, and the clothes seemed to have been set on fire.

The two of them walked through the rich second generation who tried to stop them, one left and one right.

Around the corner is a blackened staircase.

Suddenly.

Joo's ankle was tugged, and he stumbled forward.

Turning his head, in the burning corridor, the walls, the floor, the ceiling, countless arms stretched out, those arms had been burned until the flesh withered, revealing the bones of Bai Sensen underneath, several of them took the opportunity to grab Qiao Dui's other leg, and tried to firmly bind his body.

Wang Ke, who was two steps faster than Qiao Duan, had already arrived at the staircase, and he could immediately go downstairs and escape from this building.

He looked back at Joe.

Anyone can see that if Wang Ke chooses to help Qiao Duan, then neither of them will necessarily be able to escape, and they may both die here.

Now for Wang Ke, the best choice is to leave Qiao Du running away.

As long as he walks this way, he can go home and see his parents, whom he hasn't seen in years.

He will soon be able to reconcile with himself, reunite with his family, make up for the past, and have a bright future.

If Qiao Du stood in his place, at this time, he might choose to do the same.

Wang Ke only hesitated for less than two seconds.

He reflexively and slammed into the charred man who was trying to grab Joe.

Bang –

The flames left traces on Wang Ke's body, and the whispers suddenly enveloped all his will.

In this gap, the hand that grabbed Qiao Dui suddenly let go.

"Lao Wang!"

Qiao Du stumbled to his feet, he screamed, but Wang Ke hugged the rich second generation who was no longer human, and pushed him backwards and towards the deeper sea of fire.

Together with yourself.

Wang Ke had never seen such an ugly, weird, vicious monster, and he felt that his consciousness was being withdrawn, replaced by something hidden in the deeper sea, and he seemed to be facing a behemoth, an existence that was enough to collapse his mind at a glance.

Trembling, trembling, timid, and countless negative emotions occupied Wang Ke's heart.

But he did not sink.

Under the oppression of that awe-inspiring and gloomy thing, Wang Ke stood straight.

He knew that this was the end.

In the end, I still couldn't go home to take a look.

He was a little pity, but also a little lucky, at least, Qiao Du could still go home.

"Let's go!"

Using the last of his strength, Wang Ke roared, while pushing himself into the fire with the other party.

In the next moment, a boom rang out, and he and the mutilated humanoid were engulfed in flames.

Twilight grabbed the handrail and took one last look at the hallway.

He leaped forward, quickly climbed down the stairs, and crossed the first floor in the thick smell of burning.

The gate was close at hand, and the whispering voice in Qiao Du's ears was extremely noisy.

He walked through the ruined gate.

Suddenly.

The surroundings fell silent.

Qiao Twilight saw that the deep night was brewing pink and purple, the stars were dim, the moonlight was fading, and something was about to come out.

Between the concrete jungles, a little morning light blooms.

A new day has arrived.

Everything is hopeful.

He looked back.

The charred building stood, but the illusory flames vanished, along with everything that had ever happened here.

The mottled figures on the walls are intertwined, forming the depressing and crazy text of the system.

【Congratulations on completing the mission】

【Proceed to settlement now】

[Quest Exploration: 83%]

[Mission Completion: Slightly Regretful]

[In the haze, you get a glimpse of the real corner of the world, although you can't see the whole picture, but sometimes, the more you know, the more unfortunate you become. 】

[Although you failed to save anyone, fate still laughs at the futility of mortals behind the veil. 】

[But at least, you survived, didn't you?] 】

[Reward: 1660 Chosen One]

【Reward: Demon Guardian (Fragment)】

【Please wait for the call of fate and complete the mission】

[Next mission time: 167:59:59]

[The end will be with you in the future]