Chapter 115 Human Studies 14┃Alternative hand in hand to life and death.

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date="2020-10-01"

title="Chapter 115 Human Studies 14┃Alternative hand in hand to life and death."

weight="95828"

series = ["Paintings of Terror"]

mode = "manual"

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"Researchers" tirelessly press the power button again every five seconds.

Although it only takes five seconds to switch on each time, the unbearable pain will remain in the body without any reduction, and there will be no cushion even during the short power-off time.

This is a kind of hard pain that needs to be endured, constantly hovering at the top of the limit of the human body.

I don’t know how long this repetition and circling has passed. It’s so long that even Mu Yiran’s body is soaked with sweat that hurts. The sweat on his forehead rolls down stubbornly. Suddenly a few drops fall on the eyelashes. A piece of flower.

Mu Yiran blinked, but to no avail, they stuck to it, seemingly deliberately, trying to block his vision from the phone screen.

Mu Yiran closed this eye and looked at the screen with the other eye, but unfortunately, after a while, the dripping sweat smeared this eye.

Nothing can be seen clearly, no matter how you blink, they stick to it firmly.

As long as there is an error of one second, he and Ke Xun will definitely die.

Ke Xun... but tried very hard to live with him.

Mu Yiran took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, let go.

pause.

Will it be powered on again? It must be through, and must be through.

The moment the current ran through the body seemed to make people feel relieved for the first time.

Mu Yiran closed his eyes just like that, dancing on the tip of the knife, counting silently, and supporting the lives of two people dangerously with Ke Xun.

The sweat beads on the eyelashes became greasy and uncomfortable. Mu Yiran opened his eyes and wanted to move his eyelids. The phone screen in front of him was unexpectedly clear again, but in the next moment he saw that the phone screen displayed There was a low battery prompt.

The battery is only 4% left.

And now there is still a long, long time before dawn.

What happens to Ke Xun if the phone turns off automatically when it runs out of battery?

It is impossible for Ke Xun to think that he has been using silent counting, so he can't use this method to continue to let go with him on time. Even if Ke Xun thinks about it, he can't be sure that he (Mu Yiran) will In the case of not sure whether he (Ke Xun) will use this method, stop the silent counting.

3% battery remaining.

They couldn't make a sound, and there was no way to pass a secret signal. When the phone screen went off, there could only be one ending.

What to do Does it really end here?

2% battery remaining.

With so many paintings born to death, there are always people leaving on the way.

Mu Yiran thought that he was used to the separation a long time ago, and he looked down on death, but at this moment he realized that he still did not want to accept it.

1% battery remaining.

What would Ke Xun do?

He said "goodbye" to him.

This guy...he had expected this step long ago.

The phone screen flashed the shutdown screen, and in less than three seconds, the entire C area laboratory fell into endless darkness.

Mu Yiran didn't count the time silently any more, he just firmly grasped the end of the wire in his hand.

The extreme pain that made people reach the edge of death rushed over, and every microsecond made people feel like being in a hell, cracking the liver and gallbladder, and shattering nerves.

It's very simple to get free, just let go, just let go, you can get free and live.

Sweat all over his body poured out like a dragon head that opened the gate. Mu Yiran raised his eyes and looked into the dark void. The sweat continued to flow into his eyes, stinging pain, but this pain was even more painful than the pain he suffered at the moment. Nothing compares to it.

Time seems to be slowed down extremely badly at such times, every second is stretched infinitely, and it slips slowly and slowly, bit by bit.

During the process, Mu Yiran hoped that Ke Xun could let go more than once, even hope and longing.

Even death is better than this pain.

However, Ke Xun, the stubborn stupid guy, just slapped him on, without saying a word, and didn't let go.

——Even if he hadn't been gagged or concealed his voice, that guy would definitely not say a word, and would smash him to the end with a particularly short beating.

Suddenly, being forced to kill each other became an active contest, to see who couldn't bear to admit defeat first, to see who was the stronger of the two.

Mu Yiran suddenly felt that this kid might have wanted to pull him a long time ago.

However, as soon as he pulled him over, he died in his hand.

Time is still passing slowly, and the severe pain continues and continues to accumulate.

In the darkness of dead silence, the two people who can't see or feel each other, rely on the death current that connects each other's lives, and go to the sea of ​​fire in an alternative way of joining hands.

As long as countless rebirths of life and death have passed, amid exhausting overdrafts and weak breathing, the death current finally ceased to be connected.

The sound of footsteps clashed away, and the straps that bound his body instantly loosened, and suddenly he could hear his faint breathing in the silence.

Li Yaqing's cry suddenly sounded, howling, hoarse, and vaguely shouted: "I didn't mean to...I didn't want to kill...why, why should I meet this..."

No one can answer her.

Mu Yiran has never been as weak as he is now. Even the movement of reaching into his pants pocket and touching his phone is too difficult to score. The whole hand was trembling, even when he took out the phone, he almost couldn't hold it and fell to the ground.

Scratching the screen of the mobile phone, Mu Yiran turned the light to shine on Ke Xun on the other side of the machine.

This guy was about to yawn, but seemed to be too exhausted and weak, so he just opened his mouth and gave up halfway. With tears from the yawning in the corner of his eyes, he turned his head laboriously to look at him.

He didn't even have the strength to laugh, he only bends his eyes, moved the corners of his lips, closed his eyelids, and completely collapsed on the chair.

Over the night, who can imagine what kind of pain they have experienced, and what kind of willpower they managed to survive.

Mu Yiran put down the phone and closed his eyes.

The darkness is still this darkness, the laboratory is still this laboratory, and the painting is still this kind of painting.

But there seems to be something or a person that is different from before.

Mu Yiran was awakened by a huge knock on the door. Wei Dong panicked and even yelled tragically outside the door: "Kerr! Kerr! Don't scare me! Come open the door! Come open the door, Kerr! You're fine, I know you're all right, open the door Kerr!"

Mu Yiran flashed the phone again and shone it to the side, only to see that Ke Xun was still asleep, softened into a puddle of mud on the chair, like Erha who only slept shapelessly.

Mu Yiran stood up strenuously, the pain last night was substantial, and the lingering rhyme remained in his body for a long time.

He walked a little swayly for two steps, walked slowly to the door, and took a lot of effort to open the door.

Standing outside the door were Wei Dong, Qin Ci and Zhu Haowen. When they saw Mu Yiran, their expressions were relaxed at first, but they were shocked by his appearance. Qin Ci hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? Others. What?"

Wei Dong has rushed into the house regardless. The moment he saw Ke Xun on the chair, Wei Dong roared and threw himself at him, knelt down beside Ke Xun, howling and crying: "Kerr—Kerr you Wake up-don't scare me-I know you are not dead, you will not die-Kerr-Kerr, tell me you just fell asleep-you must be asleep-wake up Kerr- "

"I fucking... just fell asleep... You got up and killed me..." Ke Xun's weak voice rang from the top of Wei Dong's head.

"..." Wei Dong raised his face to look at him in surprise, then grabbed his face and tugged around, "You are not dead?! You are not dead?! I'm scornful of your uncle! Great— That’s great — ooh, I’m grazing your uncle —”

Qin Ci Zhu Haowen who came in afterwards: "..."

"Don't worry... I cried... My nose rubbed against me..." Ke Xun struggled to sit upright, shaking his hands and pushing Wei Dong who was still on his body.

"You're so fucking stinky and you hate my nose..." Wei Dong wiped his face and stood up, and took a photo of Ke Xun with a flashlight. "Why are you so wet? Scared to pee?"

"...You can urinate so evenly on your body?" Ke Xun leaned on the chair and didn't want to get up. With one hand on his forehead, he slightly raised his face to look at Mu Yiran who was standing against the door frame.

Can't help but laugh. It's good to be weak and weak.

To live, of course you must live together.

Li Yaqing has cried and fainted. Next to her is the dead Cai Xiaoyan. After experiencing such pain, fear and moral shock for two consecutive nights, this girl may have completely collapsed.

"Where is Zhang Hanrui?" Ke Xun asked Qin Ci. The two of them were in the D experiment area last night.

Qin Ci was silent for a moment before speaking, "Leave here and go to the top. You will know when you go up."

Seeing Ke Xun trembling and standing up with a chair, Zhu Haowen stepped up to hold him up before Wei Dong, Qin Ci supported Mu Yiran, Wei Dong put Li Yaqing on his back in the faint, everyone left the underground experimental area, from Xiaotie Come out the door and go to the cafeteria on the first floor.

However, Qi Qiang, Huang Pi, and Xu Zhen who were in Laboratory A last night were all there, but Qi Qiang’s skin was open and bloody. He was washing the wound with water. Xu Zhen’s elbows and knees The legs were also covered with bruises.

"What's the situation?" Wei Dong was surprised, "You were beaten? Shouldn't it, isn't there only noise in the A experimental area?"

Xu Zhen's expression is very ugly: "It's only noise, but the noise is really disintegrating..." He glanced at Qi Qiang, "The injury on his head was caused by hitting the wall by himself because he couldn't stand the noise."

She did not say how her injury came, but it was obviously the same as Qi Qiang.

"It seems that Hao Wener and I are lucky," Wei Dong said with a fluke. "Fortunately, Kerr has a good idea. If I pass out, I don't know anything. Kerr? How did you get through last night?"

Ke Xun didn't have the energy to answer. He lay down on the table and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. Mu Yiran, who was sitting next to him, said in his ears what happened last night. Everyone was shocked and silent.

"Where is the girl in the same room with you?" Xu Zhen asked Qin Ci.

Qin Ci's voice was low, and he only answered one sentence: "She has had a frontal lobe resection."

Everyone was in a deeper silence.

It seems that Zhang Hanrui did not get lucky, she woke up from the fainting halfway through.

"Are you still alive?" Ke Xun suddenly raised his head and asked.

"Alive," Qin Ci said in a voice, "but... lost language and most of his body functions, and lost the ability to think."

It's no different from a vegetable.

"Tongzi, go down and carry her on your back." Ke Xun said to Wei Dong, "She is still alive."

Qin Ci said: "Let me go, I just temporarily put her on the bed in the laboratory, she...a little incontinence."

When Qin Ci carried Zhang Hanrui on her back, the clothes under her were covered with dirt. However, among the remaining people, only Xu Zhen and Li Yaqing were women. Li Yaqing was still fainting, and men were not easy to help. To clean up, I had to look at Xu Zhen.

"I'm dying myself, so what do I care about a half-dead person?!" Xu Zhen refused expressionlessly.

"Now, decide on the order of taking numbers tonight." A hoarse voice suddenly sounded, yellow skin that had never spoken.