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Chapter 99 Chapter 99
Chapter Ninety Nine
The elevator door opened slowly.
Mo Yi's heart was beating restlessly in his chest, he subconsciously stretched his muscles, and waited quietly--
The yellowish dark light shines through the slowly expanding door gap, making the mottled dark traces on the iron elevator doors gradually become clear.
Mo Yi was used to the dark eyes in the corridor being stung by the light that suddenly spread in front of him, and he couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly.
Through the half-dried blood that stuck his eyelashes, his sight was mixed with bright red and dark yellow, which looked like a distorted abstract painting in the dizziness caused by the sudden lighting of the light, and he couldn't help but rise from the bottom of his heart. Kind of unreality.
Mo Yi blinked and stared into the elevator.
The elevator was empty and there was nothing.
There are no bright and dazzling bloodstains, no hideous and distorted corpses, and no disgusting creatures that rush out the moment the elevator opens——
This is just a small and ordinary elevator.
He didn't dare to relax, took a step forward carefully, stood by the elevator, and then leaned forward and looked at the top of the elevator——
The top of the metal is a bit old, and the rusty spots are distributed beside the lit light. Everything is normal, which makes people unable to believe their eyes.
Mo Yi let out a sigh of relief slowly, his thoughts were a bit complicated, and he didn't know whether he was lucky or disappointed for a while.
He stuffed the swiped magnetic card into his pocket, and then stepped into the elevator.
The almost icy cold in the painless corridor, and the temperature in the elevator was very normal, almost making Mo Yi's painful and sweaty skin feel a little warm.
The moment he stepped into the elevator, the metal elevator door made a hoarse and rough rubbing sound, and then closed behind his back, making it a narrow and tight iron box.
Mo Yi turned around and looked at the inner door of the elevator. He was taken aback for a moment.
I saw that there was nothing in the place where there should be a key board, but an empty metal plate, shimmering in the dim yellow light, and a number was displayed on the upper screen:
-3
Mo Yi's gaze fell on the clear number and frowned-so now he should be on the third floor underground.
No wonder there are no windows in the entire corridor.
Just when he was in a trance, a small upward arrow appeared next to the -3 number, and then the entire elevator shook suddenly. The sound of the machine starting and the friction of the sliding rail sounded in the narrow enclosed space. Up.
The elevator moved.
The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Mo Yi unconsciously shake his figure, and subconsciously reached out to support the wall of the elevator, but he did not expect to touch the wound on his hand, which made him take a breath of pain.
The pain that was deliberately forgotten just now is like a dog skin plaster that can't be shaken off. The nerves are tightly twisted with the cold and sticky body like a snake, and then the body is tightened mercilessly, and it crawls into the bone marrow along the pain.
Mo Yi was in a painful cold sweat. He gritted his teeth, raised his eyelids in the dripping sweat, and looked at the black and white screen next to the elevator door.
It still shows -3, but the small upward triangle next to it is flashing at a constant speed.
The slight vibration of the elevator below him and the sound of the machine running in his ear reminded him-the elevator is going up.
Mo Yi was stunned, and suddenly thought of the prompt at the beginning of the game:
"Up is down".
Many questions popped out of his mind in an instant, filling his thoughts:
Does it have anything to do with the direction of the elevator?
If it matters... Does that mean that he is not walking upwards now, but is walking toward the depths of the mental hospital?
Mo Yi stared at the small upward triangle flashing on the screen, his brows frowned tightly.
——Unfortunately, there are still too few clues to judge.
He took a deep breath, pressed down the doubts in his heart, and then pulled the backpack behind him with his intact palm, pulling the zipper of the backpack with some difficulty——
□ □ The cold fingers covered with blood stains fumbled in the backpack for a while, and quickly found what he needed.
He looked up at the number on the screen again. The big -3 remained unchanged, and only the small triangle moved-it seemed that it would take a while to reach the other floor.
Mo took a deep breath and simply bent his legs to sit on the floor, and then arranged the things he found in the backpack on the floor.
The situation encountered after reaching the -2 floor will only be more dangerous, and with his current finger state, it may be difficult to deal with it.
It would be better to deal with it in advance in the elevator now, and continue to act after going out.
Mo Yi raised his injured left hand, and carefully looked at his palm in the dim yellow light in the elevator.
The removed Da Muzhi (Thumb) hangs softly in a twisted posture. There is only a thin layer of skin and flesh between the joints. The thin, hard bones are poking at the soft skin, as if in the next second Exposed from the wound.
He has a fair complexion that is easy to leave marks. From the joints of Da Muzhi (Thumb) to the back of his hands, there is a deep purple-red and blue-black, and it looks shocking on the pale to almost transparent skin.
Mo Yi's eyelids drooped slightly, darkened eyes under his long eyelashes, and the clear iris reflected the scene in front of him.
——When he was in that room just now, his behavior was well thought out.
Getting rid of your Da Muzhi (Thumb) is not the only option, but it is the safest.
There are props in his backpack that can handle the scene at the time, but he is not ready to use it. After all, the cooldown time of the props that can be used in the dungeon is too long, and now this dungeon has just begun. If you use it now, once you encounter it In a more urgent situation, there is nothing to do.
What's more... Mo Yi was still a little worried about the random debuff.
He once talked to Jiang Yuan Rou about this issue. Jiang Yuan Rou used it once when she didn’t know that using the props would have side effects. She was lucky at the time. The side effect was only a pollen allergy. A player who gets the debuff at random is blind.
——In such a dangerous and dangerous copy, blindness is almost tantamount to being sentenced to death.
Therefore, before the moment of crisis that had to be used, Mo Yi was not ready to use props.
Plus... in the second copy, Wen Chen once gave Mo Yizheng a bone, so after the second copy was over, he specifically checked the information and learned, although there was not much practice. Experience, but at least it is not completely insecure.
He was able to avoid hurting himself as much as possible when he removed the bones, and he also had the certainty to take the bones back, and control the injuries suffered within the acceptable range, which was more insurance than the side effects of gambling on the props with his own life.
Mo Yi took a deep breath, and then slowly groped the uneven bones under the thin skin with his intact hand. A severe pain followed, his expression remained unchanged, but his face turned pale again. a bit.
He looked up at the light on the ceiling, the dim yellow light occupied his pupils, his teeth clenched--
Then press your fingers!
A crisp "Garba" sounded in the enclosed elevator, and the staggered joints were pushed back in an instant. The clear sound of bone friction made the tooth roots sore.
Mo Yi's whole body shivered involuntarily, panting silently and violently, as if a dehydrated fish was inhaling the cold and dry air deeply, as if this would relieve some pain.
He slowed down, then looked down at his palm.
The deformed bones in the hands have returned to normal, and the shocking bluish black on the back of the hands darkens, and now there is a thin layer of red on it.
Mo Yi tried to move his fingers.
A piercing pain hits, but it's okay, at least it can move.
He took a trembling breath, stretched out his hand to pick up the thing that had been flat on the ground, and then handled his wounds skillfully.
This time he didn't choose to use anything to fix his dislocated knuckles. After all, this copy has not been long since it started. If his left hand can't move now, it will have a great impact on his future actions.
Mo Yi dexterously wrapped the bandage around the palm of his hand with the fingers of his right hand, then tied a knot on the back of his hand, bit one end of the bandage with his teeth, and pulled it hard, successfully wrapping his injured area tightly.
He wiped the fine sweat beads on his forehead with the back of his hand, and then accidentally touched a tingling sensation.
Only then did Mo Yi remember that his forehead was also injured.
He disinfected the wound on his forehead with a little bit of gauze moistened with alcohol, then wiped the blood stains covering his eyes at random, making sure that his vision would not be obstructed anymore, and then removed all the things scattered on the floor Picked it up and stuffed it into the backpack.
Everything is done, Mo Yi raised his eyes and glanced at the screen beside the elevator door.
The above number still stayed at -3, the small upward icon was still flashing evenly, and after several more minutes, the above number suddenly changed:
-2
Mo Yixin's head twitched slightly, and the feeling of not knowing what it was suddenly hit his heart. Before he could react, he only felt the elevator under him tremble!
He subconsciously held onto the cold wall of the elevator to stabilize his figure.
The sound of the smooth zip line suddenly became sharp! The huge roar of the machine brake sounded, and the entire elevator plummeted down again!
There was a cold sweat on Mo Yi's back.
The overhead light suddenly dimmed, and the yellowish light flickered in the elevator.
The elevator stopped moving, and seemed to stop in mid-air.
The enclosed elevator dimmed.
Mo Yi raised his head and stared at the screen. No matter the numbers or triangles on it no longer flashed, it seemed to be frozen.
In his ears, he could only hear his slightly rapid breathing and the piercing groaning intermittently on the zipline.
At this moment, the lights in the elevator flickered and then went out suddenly——
Everything was plunged into darkness.