Chapter 166

really.

He was right.

Wen Jianyan stood where he was, staring at the empty back.

It wasn't that his teammates were "replaced", and it wasn't that ghosts hit the wall in the corridor. The real problem lay with himself.

He was hit.

This is an illusion.

From beginning to end, everything that happened just now existed only in his mind.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath slowly, took a step back, pressed his hot and humid back against the wall behind him, knocked the back of his head back, and made a "bang" sound.

His thinking has never been so clear.

Although it was not his teammates who were replaced, but himself entering the illusion, the overall chain of thinking is still the same, and he needs to find the node of time.

Only when you find the node to enter the illusion, will you know how you were recruited, and then you will know how to get out.

Impossible after leaving the elevator, so what about before leaving the elevator?

Before the elevator door opened, everything that happened in the elevator flashed through his mindWen Jianyan was startled.

He recalled the expressions on the faces of "Su Cheng" and "Huang Mao" just now.

Wood Leng Leng.

sluggish.

It seems that he has no thinking ability at all.

The expression looked familiar no matter how you thought itit was almost exactly the same as the expression on the heads of those slugs sticking out of the elevator doors.

Wen Jianyan's body bounced up abruptly.

He turned the flashlight and shone it on himself.

The nurse's uniform was clean, without any stains.

However, after those heads were cut off by the elevator, Wen Jianyan remembered that he clearly heard the sound of liquid splashing, and after the lights were turned on, he also saw that viscous light yellow liquid was splashing in all directions, emitting With an unpleasant fishy smell.

That being the case, it is impossible for him to be so clean.

It seems that the reason why he was recruited should be the bodily fluids of those heads.

Damn slug heads.

Wen Jianyan ground her teeth.

That being the case, the next thing to do is much easier.

Wen Jianyan opened the live broadcast interface and proficiently purchased purification items.

B-level purification items can already deal with most pollution and hallucinationsit's a pity that most hallucinated anchors have a hard time realizing that they are in an illusion, so this item is useless.

A small porcelain bottle appeared in his palm, Wen Jianyan raised his neck and poured the liquid inside.

In the next second, there was a slight deflection in the world in front of him, as if the signal was unstable, and tiny snowflakes appeared. Wen Jianyan was a little dizzy, took a step back, and leaned against the wall to support himself body of.

The walls seem to soften.

Like a huge water bag, semi-fluid supports his body.

But the strange thing is that this brief deflection and intermittent only lasted for a dozen seconds, and then disappeared.

Wen Jianyan stood where he was and looked around.

There is still a dark corridor with no end in sight, and nothing has changed.

ah?

how so?

He blinked, a dazed look on his face.

Wen Jianyan didn't believe in evil, so he exchanged another bottle of purification items and poured it in.

The deflection appeared.

After tens of seconds, the deflection disappeared.

The illusion has not disappeared, and nothing has changed.

Wen Jianyan: "..."

Are you playing with me? !

Judging from the reaction just now, the props should be useful, but for some reason, the illusion doesn't show any signs of disappearing.

His uncle's...

Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth, and exchanged six bottles of purifiers in a row, pouring three bottles into his mouth without a pause.

With the cold liquid flowing down the throat, the props were activated, the deflection in the scene in front of him became visible to the naked eye, the ground and walls became soft, like flowing water, Wen Jianyan felt dizzy, and his feet Unable to stand still, twisted from head to toe

In the next second, the dark corridor in front of him shattered.

Like a mirror that was pushed down from a height, it shattered into thin pieces in the blink of an eye, and disappeared from the eyes like green smoke.

nausea.

Stomach rolling.

Wen Jianyan opened his eyes slowly and with difficulty.

Everything in front of my eyes is pale yellow, semi-fluid like... jelly.

What?

This is where?

what happened?

Wen Jianyan's mind was dizzy, and it was almost difficult to understand his current situation.

He turned his head.

A pale, expressionless face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Wen Jianyan was so frightened that his whole body trembled. The chaos and mist just now were cleared from his body, and he suddenly realized something. He is "inside" something.

A pale yellow semi-fluid filled the eyes, and in this viscous jelly, there were countless pale limbs, arms, legs, torso, and faces floating crowded together, all of which were soaked in the jelly. middle.

Wen Jianyan's scalp was numb, and he froze in place.

too disgusting.

How could it be so disgusting.

The familiar dizziness came over.

The fragments that shattered on the ground seemed to begin to reassemble, bit by bit putting together the dark hallway of illusion

not good!

Wen Jianyan reacted instantly.

Why a bottle of purifier is not enough.

That's because his whole body is now wrapped in this hallucinogenic liquid, and a bottle of purifying agent can only bring about a brief sobriety, and he will fall back into it soon.

He looks down.

Although he left the illusion, the purification agent he exchanged for once did not disappear.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth, bit the bullet, pried open a bottle of purifying agent in her hand again, activated it and used it - this method does not need to drink it, and it can have exactly the same effect.

His line of sight stabilized again.

Wen Jianyan struggled among the floating pale limbs, and approached the "outer wall" little by little, and soon, the thin mucous membrane, which was wrapped in him and the liquid, was within easy reach.

Wen Jianyan exchanged the knife from the mall.

The mucous membrane was much tougher than expected, even though he had exerted the greatest strength, the blade was only shallowly sunk in the mucous membrane, making a small opening for water to seep out.

The feeling of lethargy reappeared.

Wen Jianyan activated a bottle of purification agent again.

Little by little, he opened the opening with the blade, trying to cut the thing in front of him into a hole that he could pass through.

One centimeter, five centimeters, ten centimeters.

The gap is getting bigger and bigger, but there is still a distance from the size of a person.

There was only one bottle of purifying agent left.

At this rate, it is absolutely impossible to cut the opening before the decontamination agent runs out.

Just had to try it out.

Wen Jianyan gritted her teeth, struggled to swim a distance among the human limbs, then raised her hand to grab the pale torso next to her for strength, and finally rushed forward fiercely!

boom!

bang bang!

With all his strength, he used his own weight to rush towards the weak point cut by himself, once, twice, three times!

"Zi La!"

There was the sound of something being torn apart.

In the next second, Wen Jianyan felt dizzy.

The light yellow water engulfed his body, and all the surrounding limbs, like the flood outlet of a broken dam, rushed out along the gap!

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo And And And-"

A strange, pain-like scream sounded.

Wen Jianyan stumbled up from the center of those limbs, looked in the direction of the voice

That's one person.

It's not quite accurate to say that it's human.

He has a human face, but under the face, it is bloated, and it can almost squeeze the huge body of the entire corridor. The translucent membrane is like a cocoon, and there are countless human faces and bodies wrapped in it. Shriveled at an unstoppable speed.

Gululu, Gululu.

The liquid flowed out, and soon, its stomach completely shriveled up.

It doesn't move.

Wen Jianyan felt his stomach churn.

Is it dead?

He's not sure.

He gasped for breath and stepped back with difficulty.

He was the only one standing among the pale corpses that looked like purgatory on earth.

After a brief silence, those bodies... began to move. They don't seem to be dead, or rather, not fully digested.

Driven by instinct, they squirmed in the viscous liquid, making tiny howls.

It's like a scene that only happens in nightmares.

Wen Jianyan's face was as white as paper.

Exhausting his last bit of strength, he stumbled out of the pile of corpses, rushed to a clean place that was not polluted, and then leaned on the wall, retching heart-piercingly.

I care about your uncle's safe sanatorium!

This is too **** hell! !

At this moment, a soft chuckle came from behind, and a man's voice sounded, with a foreign tone in his voice.

"Ah, it's you."

Wen Jianyan was startled, and turned to look behind her.

Black curly hair, brown skin, shiny, chocolate eyes.

It is number 02.

He was standing in a clean place in the distance, his tall body was wearing a clean prison uniform, and not far from him was Wen Jianyan in a mess - his body was wet and covered with light yellow liquid, His face was pale, he was out of breath, and he had an expression of undecided shock, vigilant and astonished like a frightened bird.

The man's gaze passed over the young man in front of him, he laughed, showing his snow-white teeth:

"Good job."