Ah? Is This a Rule-Based Supernatural Game?

This novel is also known as: "Moving Rat Anomaly." Current progress: Completed.

Welcome to hardcore puzzle-solving featuring a tough man going underground (literally). A first-person ...

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My experimental method was very simple and crude. I just picked up the mining lamp, which was as hard as a brick, and knocked it around, just like a woodpecker.

Since the huge boulder was very fragile, I just had to destroy it. Anything that turned into powder must be part of the boulder. Then I could follow the map and find the half-man-high gap that my brother had opened.

Soon, I dived to the place where I suspected I had discovered the blue color just now.

But even though the light from the mining lamp was shining and waving, there was still nothing below.

I felt something was wrong, and immediately had a psychological trauma, remembering that damn pit tunnel. But soon, a very tiny blue light flashed again. This time I was sure it was right below me.

There is more below, I thought to myself, looked around, and then touched the "pigtail" on the back of my head that was almost stretched, and I was sure that I could only continue to dive a distance. If I went further, I would have to risk pulling out the tube and holding my breath, but with my body without any diving skills, I would sink to the bottom without holding my breath for more than five seconds after pulling out the tube.

I looked around and simply picked a tree root that looked flexible enough. I carefully peeled it out from the tangled web of trees and used it as a rope.

This process took me some time, mainly because I had to frequently hold onto the tree roots to climb up and catch my breath, to relieve the suffocation caused by the water pressure, so as to prevent my organs from rupturing and bleeding due to the large pressure difference between the inside and outside. This place is not like a pit, and if I get hurt this time, I probably won't have the right to be cared for by the mother as a fetus and only have "minor injuries".

After I peeled out the tree root, I tied it to the mining lamp, tied my coat on to increase the weight, and threw it under my feet.

There was no unexpected problem this time. The miner's lamp quickly stirred up some powder when it hit the ground, obviously it had hit a real object. At the same time, the green color flashed again.

I was extremely confused for a moment. What exactly was that cyan, no, actually blood-red thing, and why was it playing Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star with me here so persistently?

Then his hand felt heavy, and the mining lamp suddenly dropped several inches.

I was stunned for a moment, but finally came to my senses, and even in the water I was still sweating a little. Because this meant that the ground that my mining lamp had detected seemed to be descending.

So, I didn't make the wrong choice from the beginning, it's just that the blood-red thing was intermittently diving along with the ground below, so I always found that the target had disappeared after arriving.

Oh my god, my scalp suddenly tightened and I thought this was a countdown to my death.

If something is still diving, I have to make a decision to catch up with it as soon as possible. Otherwise, after a while, its depth and water pressure will reach the limit, and it will be useless even if I pull out the tube. I have heard many horror stories about people being crushed by the high pressure in the deep sea.

But do I know what that blood-red spot is?

In the deep water, there is a blood-colored color that attracts people to dive deeper and deeper, which sounds like a dead end.

"At least it's better than seeing it approaching me."

I consoled myself by saying, maybe it was just a frozen tilapia that had been living on a rock? It was reasonable for it to run away and take its family with it, since I had chased and smashed it so many times.

After saying that, I took a deep breath and tried to laugh at my own poor joke skills.

These few seconds of hesitation were the last psychological buffer I left for myself. The blue light flickered again, and I kicked off the water and fell down, diving to the front of the miner's lamp.

Since I really couldn't swim, the only way I moved was to jump around in the water. I didn't expect the water's resistance to me was not that great. I couldn't stop and almost fell face first into the water.

Please! Give me a rock! Please don't open your blood-red eyes and tell me this is really a Tyrannosaurus Rex-level tilapia!

I yelled in my heart, clenched the miner's lamp tightly, and smashed it down viciously.

The "stone" opened in response, and green color leaked out.

If this was gambling on stones, and there was jade inside the stone, I might have become rich and could spend my old age in peace.

The endless stream of green turned into smoke and spread in the water. I crashed directly into the gap I had smashed open. As expected, there was not much resistance and I rolled down. The surroundings suddenly became empty, and the humid air rushed towards me. There was also a fierce light that was staring straight at me. I rolled violently and felt that I hit the floor. The back of my head was buzzing with pain. The last root of the tree had been broken by me in the process.

I hissed and held my head. The water around me rushed in with my arrival, quickly flooding over my ankles and thighs, but soon I found that the pouring water had stopped.

I looked up, and even though I was soaking in water half a person's height, I still held my breath and was stunned for a moment.

Because at this moment, I found that the top of my head was transparent and surging. The gap I had opened was wriggling and repairing itself quickly. After blocking the continuous influx of water, the accumulated water began to slowly descend, and I didn't know where it was going. In the transparent space above, the flowing green was slowly pouring in to fill it. At this moment, I was covered in water stains and the green mist that had just filled the air, and I smelled a fresh and pungent smell of blood.

My guess turned out to be correct. This thing is like a giant leech sucking blood, and I am inside it now. Perhaps I will continue to dive deeper and deeper with it, and eventually reach a place where there is not even blue.

I stood there for a long time, not having the courage to observe what was happening around me. I could only see where my mining lamp was pointing, the blue color slowly solidified and became sticky, and the transparent substance also seemed to be hardening and melting.

I shuddered, and when I recalled the scene when I saw Zhang Tianyi reaching into the rock to rescue someone, I couldn't help but feel a chill all over my body.

Is the "stone" at that time the same as the one now?

What was it like at that time? Was it similar to a coral reef formed by coral polyps? After the gap was opened, Zhang Tianyi must have just entered it like me, so as to pull out the guys trapped inside.

However, this thing is alive and can repair itself very quickly. In just a moment, when you look up again, you will find that the original gap has suddenly disappeared.

It might not be difficult to open another exit, after all, this thing seems to be very fragile, but what if it suddenly dives to a depth that the human body can never withstand in the moment of sealing? Now I just hit it a few times to make a small gap, so that a few drops of blue seeped out of the damaged part and it recovered, so it might not cause much alarm.

But at that time, so many guys were stripped and taken out. At that time, the blood in the extremely huge "boulder" was solidified, and it seemed that the entire boulder was very primitive and old.

The mere thought of this makes me panic.

I was holding the miner's lamp, and my hands began to slip. I looked around as I heard some gurgling sounds of water being drained away.

In the descending water, a floating corpse half embedded in the green "stone wall" was lying there, and a mining lamp that I was very familiar with was placed upright in its hand, with the light pointing straight upwards.

My whole body froze as I moved forward to examine the floating corpse, but the pale body had shriveled up like a broken water bag, and its facial features were completely unrecognizable.

The only thing that made me feel fortunate was that the overall skeleton of the corpse was smaller, and the face was covered with wrinkles, looking very old, as if it was an elderly lady.

She was dressed very simply and homely, definitely not like the guys I knew, and she didn't have that kind of sturdy figure, so she looked particularly out of place here.

This was the second time I saw a female corpse, and the fear it brought to me by the unknown far exceeded the dense floating corpses in the lake.

I bowed my head to apologize to the old lady for my secret happiness just now, said a few words of regret, and went forward to search if there was anything else on her.

The first thing to be taken down was Zhang Tianyi’s mining lamp. I placed the two lamps on the left and right of my feet, which gave me a great sense of security.

Next, there are some very daily miscellaneous items, such as a soaked piece of paper recording the residential address, reading glasses, a handkerchief wrapped in change, etc.

The more this is the case, the more incomprehensible it is.

I kept an eye on him the whole time, fearing that the old man might suddenly become deformed, but in the end nothing happened, and apart from some odds and ends, I didn't gain anything to refer to.

The accumulated water was still slowly decreasing, and bubbles were coming out in a corner that seemed to function as a floor drain.

I decided to go up and take a look, and by the way, see what the internal space here is like, whether there is any leading to anywhere, and whether there are other corpses or traces left by Zhang Tianyi.

When I gently shook the miner's lamp at this time, I seemed to hear a click, as if something hit inside.

He unscrewed the still hot outer shell of the mining lamp, and when it shook, a pair of high-degree frame glasses fell out.

I was stunned, and immediately picked it up and read it carefully several times, and my hands began to shake a little.

I remember these glasses.

Zhang Tianyi told me that Zhou Tingmao had not been cremated at that time, and the abnormality occurred afterwards. Most of his belongings were handed over to me by the team doctor and Gao Liu, but a pair of glasses was missing.

He also said that Zhou Tingmao was different from Xu You. After escaping from the pit that year, he did not go completely crazy and deformed because he was inadvertently involved in another strange story, and as a result lost most of his memory and forgot what had happened to him, which eventually led to the tragedy of "Bi Gan's heart was cut out, and he could not live without it."

Zhang Tianyi left a mining lamp here to replace a pair of glasses used by Zhou Tingmao. What is he trying to tell me?

Thinking of the deep lake we were in after escaping from the pit, I paused for breath and told myself, almost trembling, that Zhou Tingmao had temporarily escaped from the pit here. If he and the team had not reunited with the sentry box later, perhaps he could have been safe and sound and lived a normal life.

In fact, although we were together for a short time, Glasses gave me a very vivid feeling, without a trace of inhuman weirdness.

In contrast, losing the horrific memory of the pit may be a good way to eradicate pollution.

Thinking of this, my hands and feet turn cold.

I followed them by accident, and during this process, I never thought about what my fate would be after I escaped from the two ghost stories. I just hoped that others could leave safely, especially, out of selfishness, the team leader, Yan Mo, Gao Liu Yemao and others, who I had developed some intimacy with, could live well.

I thought I was rebelling and coming down to save my brother.

Now, this damn bastard, is he plotting against me?

I thought I was risking my own life, but ended up following him down to a place that could help eradicate the pollution of ghost stories, and got a treatment plan that could help me stay away from and forget everything?

Damn it, I immediately cursed in my heart, it would be best if he discovered this by chance due to a sudden change, it would be best if I just stumbled upon it by accident, good people get good rewards. It must not be that kind of bloody and disgusting automatic sacrifice to save people.

It's best to remember what he said himself, and I don't like this kind of drama. It's only been eight years since I last saw him, my brother can't have suddenly become so old-fashioned.

Although I knew that he would not do such a boring thing a second time, I was still scared to death, angry and anxious because of this one in a million possibility.

Just as I was screwing on the miner's lamp and looking around angrily, I heard Zhang Tianyi's voice from inside my coat with a "hiss".

"Xu Ranxing? Where are you?"

Damn, the bone conduction headphones that always worked intermittently during this adventure actually worked properly this time.

The voice was helpless and speechless, and a little angry.

Good news: the melodrama did not happen. It sounded like I was in trouble, not like him when he was proud.

I shrank back, feeling a little guilty.