When Ruan Xian woke up, the sunlight poured down from the hole in the ceiling again. From the perspective of the light, the sun should have just risen.

The corpse of the monster lay in the shadows, and the warm light sprinkled on the broken machinery and bones, and there was a strange sense of peace.

Unfortunately, his state is not peaceful at all.

His physical strength recovered a little, but the high fever on his body showed no sign of receding. Sweat kept coming out of the pores, Ruan Xian was short of breath, his mouth was dry, and he was shivering from the cold. He was wrapped in plastic sheets, so tired that he just wanted to fall asleep, but his reason woke him up mercilessly - his physical condition was absolutely abnormal, and if this continued, he would only become weaker and weaker.

Although she hadn't eaten until now, her hunger was almost overwhelmed by thirst.

Ruan Xian shook his head, forcing himself to wake up a bit.

The over-amplified hearing comes in handy for the first time. The gurgling sound of the surging water rushed into the ears, and there was living water nearby, and it was within a hundred meters. Fortunately, it didn't originate from the surface above or deeper underground either.

Hopefully it's not the sound of pipes in the wall.

Put the can and lantern in the waist bag that belonged to the corpse, and attach the waist bag straps to the two still intact weapons. When Ruan Xian was ready, he propped up a hollow plastic tube with both hands and tried to stand up.

He hadn't been able to stand successfully for many years, and his body was really weak. Before Ruan Xian could straighten his legs, he simply fell to the ground.

Grinding his teeth for ten seconds in pain, he got up angrily and tried to stand again. However, under the premise of insufficient skills, the plastic tube could not support most of the weight of an adult man steadily, and the end that supported the ground slipped instantly. This time, Ruan Xian knelt directly on the spot.

The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time.

Every time start on stomach and end on stomach. The sensitive touch didn't have any positive effect, and the pain was so painful that he didn't even dare to vent his anger.

The two legs are indeed intact, and the hardware is no problem, but Mr. Ruan, who is very powerful, is in urgent need of a manual for the use of human legs. This attempt probably won't help him stand up quickly, and can only make him smash himself into a plate of cucumbers.

Ruan Xian glared at the scarred plastic hard pipe by his hand, and decided to save the country by curve.

After an hour and a half.

Panting, leaning on two temporarily assembled crutches, Ruan Xian barely stood up straight and walked to a corner of the dilapidated hall. This toss almost drained his last stamina.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Ruan Xian freed his right hand and took out the can from his pocket, the smiling side facing himself.

"Don't talk about climbing back to the ground, even a step can kill me... You said, they won't be free to make a mess."

The whispers didn't echo in the empty underground ruins, and no one answered him. Ruan Xian forced a smile.

The long-abandoned hall was originally located on the second underground floor, with a height of seven or eight meters. Based on his current physical condition, if he fails to find supplies in time, it is absolutely impossible to return to the ground from the hole where he fell.

No other way is clear. Ruan Xian remembered the floor plan of the entire experimental building. Even if he went out normally from this hall, the road back to the ground was not short. Not to mention that most of the doors are covered by ruins, and there is only bottomless darkness in the gap.

There is good news too.

Looking at the state of the hall, the layout here has not changed much in the past twelve years. This underground space was originally used for storage and observation, and also demarcated a small living area. As one of the most special guests, his room is very well-equipped and should not be easily used for other purposes.

Includes a lavatory connected to a separate water supply.

He couldn't hear the exact direction of the sound of the water, but the general direction was indeed the same as where he used to live.

Ruan Xian quickly touched the outermost door—it was indeed the door in his memory, but it was closed tightly, not even a crack was left, and it was not destroyed as he hoped. Ruan Xian brushed past the dead vines by the door, pressed around, and barely touched something close to the recognizer.

He wiped the thick dust on it smoothly, and there was a hint of blue light behind the hard glass.

Let's not talk about whether this thing can be used or not. It's okay to say that without changing the layout, it is absolutely impossible not to upgrade the security system here for 12 years.

"It seems that I still have to drill into the corridor next door." Ruan Xian sighed at the smiling canned food and retracted his hand. "Hopefully that thing didn't have any relatives hanging around yesterday..."

But before he finished speaking, a slightly distorted electronic voice sounded faintly.

"Welcome, Mr. Xian Ruan. Today is March 17, 2107. Have a nice day."

The sweet and cordial voice was mixed with tone changes and stuttering, making it a bit more gloomy. The closed metal door made an unpleasant rubbing sound and was withdrawn to both sides. The wall lamps in the corridor behind the door suddenly turned on, and several of them kept flashing.

Ruan Xian clenched the bracket tightly and moved carefully into the corridor.

Something is wrong.

Regardless of whether he was pronounced dead or missing, the institute would not retain his authority, let alone sync the information to the new device. However, there are too many inexplicable things at present, and this one is not bad. Ruan Xian's attention was very concentrated - since the facilities here are relatively intact, the hope of finding water is also much greater.

The sound of water changed from vague and dull to clearly audible.

Licking his chapped lips, his Adam's apple moved, and he almost instinctively turned to the door of his original residence. This door is closest to the entrance, and there is a thin layer of dust in front of the door, so it should be a good choice.

Ruan Xian stuffed the can back into his pocket, clenched his weapon tightly, and tightened his back. Then he tapped the unfamiliar safety lock with his fingertips, and obediently let the light shining through his entire body quickly.

"Huan—welcome to...home." The dispassionate electronic voice was choppy, more distorted and hoarse than the one at the door.

This time the door did not open immediately, and the familiar password screen appeared in front of him.

Ruan Xian frowned.

Various images flashed across the password screen. Photos of orchids, buildings, full pages of physical and mathematical formulas, complex molecular structures, and even several musical scores and excerpts from literature. Dozens of pictures are mixed together, flashing and switching rapidly. If you want to go out, you absolutely need to make a special epilepsy warning.

Strongly braced, Ruan Xian stared at the rapidly flashing light screen without blinking.

In less than ten seconds, the picture is played. He pondered for a moment, stretched out his fingers, and drew a complicated figure on the blank screen. Just as the hot fingertips were pulled away from the light screen, the heavy door clicked softly, and then slid open silently.

...everything is the same.

At the beginning, he liked to bring all kinds of materials back to the room for research. For the sake of safety, Ruan Xian specially wrote a password system for himself. The playing order of each picture is completely random, and the association and inference of pictures can only be done in his own mind.

The things in those pictures are only meaningful to me, and there is no second person in this world who can use this password mechanism.

Things are getting weirder.

Ruan Xian pulled a tube from the temporary support that was not very stable. After making sure it would allow the automatic door to slit, he pulled the trigger with his fingers and dragged himself into the room as quietly as possible.

The layout of the room was turned upside down.

Ruan Xian likes warm colors and a more relaxed decoration style. When he left the room "this" morning, the artificial sunlight was still spilling on the thick soft carpet, whitening the small half of the wooden table. Today, the large front hall is cut off, leaving only a suffocating narrow space in front of the door, as if stepping into another corridor.

The sensor lights in the room turned on.

Not a single piece of original furniture remains. The wooden floors were replaced by tiles, which were cold and hard. On one side of the wall was a half-person-high rough iron cabinet with a slightly open door. Ruan Xian leaned against the wall and opened the cabinet door with a bracket, only to find a few sets of vacuum-treated uniforms, plus two pairs of ordinary rubber boots.

no water.

Ruan Xian left the cabinet without any hesitation, and stopped in front of the extra wall - the texture of the wall is very strange, and it doesn't look thick. The only door on it seems to have no mystery, just an ordinary sliding door.

The loud sound of water was just behind the wall.

Ruan Xian raised the gun in his hand a little higher, leaned on the wall beside the door, tried his best to keep his balance, and pulled the door open with the other hand.

Except for the steady sound of water, there was no other sound in the room. Ruan Xian waited patiently for a few minutes, then grabbed the bracket and glanced cautiously into the door.

Then he couldn't help but stop breathing.

The inside of the door is very empty, and the wall where the huge electronic window was embedded is now filled with various machines, and there is no longer a place for virtual scenery. And the wall directly opposite the door is hardly called "the wall" anymore.

The huge water tank takes up a small half of the room, and the clear thick glass fills the space from ceiling to floor, extending to the walls at both ends. At first glance, it looks a bit like an aquarium exhibition tank, but the glass of the exhibition tank does not flash with dense data like this.

The sound of water comes from behind the glass.

There are no exotic creatures soaking in the liquid, and there are no tubes that provide nutrients or oxygen. A white mass was swimming under the water, kind of like a giant jellyfish curled up.

After confirming that there was no suspicious sound, Ruan Xian moved into the room and stroked the cold glass with one hand. The liquid in the tank was clear, and he was sure he smelled water, not a pungent chemical. The water tank is equipped with a circulating filter device. If you use the independent water supply system in this room, it will not be difficult to maintain it for decades.

As long as he finds a filter device, he can draw out clean water.

The high heat of the body made the glass on the palm of the hand colder and colder, and the hot air from the nostrils almost burned the skin. Ruan Xian took a few breaths, looked away from the wall full of machines, and instinctively looked forward—

For a moment, he almost thought he was hallucinating.

The white thing floated in front of him at some point, and attached to his hand holding the glass. Like a mirror image, a human hand condenses on the other side of the glass, then arms, torso, head and feet.

The opposite thing has no sexual characteristics, no hair, and even no facial features on the head. It is more like a wooden figurine used for decoration and reference hundreds of years ago than a human being.

It just floated in the liquid, imitating Ruan Xian's every movement precisely, like a ghostly reflection in a mirror.

Ruan Xian suddenly retracted his hand on the glass.

The "people" on the opposite side didn't even imitate this action. It turned sideways and retracted its hands.

Then slapped the glass.

The force was so great that the whole piece of glass shook a few times. Ruan Xian set up the stand, took two steps back, and held the gun tightly in his hand. With a deadly high fever, his headaches worsened, and everything in front of him began to double.

Bah. Bah. Bah.

The thing thumped the glass frantically, moving faster and faster.

The glass let out an overwhelmed murmur, and gradually a white crack of ice appeared, and various data flashing on it began to disappear.

Ruan Xian simply estimated the distance from the door, and simply raised the gun.

At the moment when the human-like object rushed out, Ruan Xian bombarded its torso and head frantically, and was then knocked to the ground by a large amount of liquid gushing out. The flimsy temporary support fell apart immediately, hitting the corner of the room with the current of glass blocks.

After pouring cold water all over his body, Ruan Xian's mind became clearer. He coughed out a few saliva, grabbed another gun pinned to his pocket, sat firmly on the ground, and looked around vigilantly.

The white humanoid was blown into several pieces, but there was no structure similar to human tissue in the cross section. They quickly gathered together, stuck back to the human form, and quickly crawled towards him.

Ruan Xian shot again without hesitation.

This time the bomb went straight through the doll, as if through smoke, and finally exploded in vain on the empty wall behind the doll. The humanoid reached out its hand and grabbed Ruan Xian's ankle simply, with terrifying force.

Ruan Xian supported his body and stepped back, the glass shards scratched his palm. But he didn't realize it, just stared at his ankle, trying to command the disobedient leg muscles to pull the leg back.

However, it is not as simple as "getting caught".

The thing clenched his ankles, and the skin on the "hands" began to stick to the skin on his ankles, like two clumps of mud mingling with each other. The burning pain went straight to the brain along the ankle, this time Ruan Xian couldn't hold it back and screamed out.

Although haven't experienced it, the pain of being skinned alive may be like this.

But his consciousness is still there.

As long as the consciousness is still there, you can think of ways.

Ruan Xian breathed hard, stared at the thing the ghost knew what it was, and relentlessly retreated to the door. His movements were fast and hasty, and a lot of glass slag was plunged into the palms of his hands, but before the unknown pain that continued to spread, the pain could even be ignored.

The blood quickly spreads in the water on the floor.

It's amazing that as soon as he retreated to the metal cabinet in the "corridor", that thing weakened without warning.

Like the snow mass in the high temperature, the petals in the fire. It quickly withered and collapsed, leaving only a large pool of slime in place. The crisis was temporarily lifted, and Ruan was lying on the spot, desperately swallowing oxygen in the joy of the rest of his life. It took half a minute for his brain to be empty before he raised his hands and began to clean the glass ballast from the wound.

After getting rid of the foreign body, the wound is still healing rapidly at an abnormal rate.

Anyway, I am not short of water now. Ruan Xian laughed dryly, held the iron cabinet, and forced himself to stand up. The high fever seems to have subsided a little, and the brain that was almost boiled into a pot of porridge finally calmed down——

You have to hurry back to the hall, get yourself a second walker, and two or three new weapons. This place is wicked, like a ridiculous nightmare. Before planning more details, he had to ensure his own safety.

However, when Mr. Ruan climbed back into the hall with simplicity, there was something more in the originally empty space.

A figure stood in the center of the hall, just below the hole.

I have to say that now Ruan Xian is a little nervous about humanoid objects. He subconsciously stretched out his arm, crossed the rib of whom he did not know, and grabbed the gun beside the corpse.

The opponent is faster than him.

Almost the next second, the man flashed in front of him. Seeing that he was a tall man, Ruan Xian just wanted to take a closer look when his collar was pulled up. The hexagonal piece of metal was still clinging to the skin of his chest, which almost made him swear in pain.

It's a pity that there is no chance for this swearing to be exported.

The person who came no matter who it was or what it was lowered his head decisively and kissed directly.

You should have tried to grab the gun just now. While shocked, Ruan Xian thought seriously. In view of the lack of weapons, he chose to play dead and let the other party lick the base of his tongue.

The surface was calm, but the warm invasion made his hair stand on end and his scalp tingled.

calm. Ruan Xian twisted his thighs. He endured the hunt of monsters, endured the ruins full of corpses all night, and even endured the strange things just now. Then of course he could endure this.

Five seconds.

Ruan Xian's breathing began to quicken.

ten seconds.

Anger spread quickly. If it weren't for the fact that his physical condition was not dominant, he could hardly restrain the urge to bite that tongue.

After a full twenty seconds, the person who came finally moved his face away and wiped his mouth.

The hand that grabbed the collar loosened, and Ruan Xian sat paralyzed back on the spot, using his disobedient legs to stabilize his sitting position. And the man half-kneeled, looking at him from a step away.

It was a very handsome face.

The strange stranger in front of him looked less than thirty years old, with fair skin and a rare champagne gold color in his eyes. The black hair is slightly too long, and the tip of the hair covers the small half of the back of the neck, and the temperament is clean and gentle. Ruan Xian believed that he would have a good impression if he met such a person on other occasions.

But now his favor is an exact negative number.

"I have roughly read your situation, and now you have two choices." Jin Eyes said seriously, his face expressionless, as if the two had just shaken hands. "Work with me, or die here, choose one."

"...you also have two options, sir."

After a few deep breaths, Ruan Xian quickly responded with a twitchy smirk.

"Explain, or explain. Come on, choose one."