34 The House Where People Are Chased (Part 7)

◎It is made of reinforced concrete◎

Ding Chaojie felt the door behind him open, and he was forced to walk step by step into the space behind him.

Bang, and then he watched the green door close again.

There was a porch in front of him. He should have walked into the green door. Ding Chaojie had been hunted for so long, and this was the first time he came in. He could not move his hands and feet, like a poor fly stuck in a spider web.

It was freezing cold, he was only wearing a jacket, and his hair was standing on end. He couldn't even utter a word.

Ding Chaojie's neck was stiff, and he felt someone slowly approaching him.

He couldn't look back, but he could see a shadow cast in front of him and someone holding a hammer high behind him.

Bang!

…

The witcher transformed into a snail is under the TV.

Zhu Ning was facing the TV, and she was just about to check the employee bracelet on the witcher's hand.

The employee bracelet functions like a black box, which may record the process of the demon hunter's death. Zhu Ning couldn't understand how a demon hunter could die here.

Suddenly she stopped moving. There was someone behind her. She could see the shadow cast by the person. Judging from the reflection on the TV, it looked like a tall and thin woman.

A hammer hit Zhu Ning from behind, and his body softened and fell to the ground with a bang.

Zhu Ning had been beaten by the demon hunter hundreds of times in the fighting class, so it was impossible for her to be knocked down so easily. She wanted to struggle, but hesitated for a moment and stopped moving.

There were two bangs. The man, perhaps fearing that she would fight back, hit her hard on the back of the neck twice.

After the injection of the genetic drug, the skin hardness increased, as if I was wearing a soft armor under my work clothes to protect my fragile cervical vertebrae. There was pain, but it was not unbearable.

The danger prediction didn't go off, so it wasn't as dangerous as the last pigman's sneak attack.

Zhu Ning heard a bang, and the man threw the hammer away. Then there was a woman breathing loudly. She seemed to be in a state of extreme panic, and her breathing was particularly loud. The sound was very familiar.

"I got you," the woman said, still in shock. "I got you."

Then Zhu Ning's feet sank, and the woman dragged her feet like a corpse. She was a little curious about what the woman was going to do.

Zhu Ning himself, including his work clothes, weighed at least 150 kilograms, and it was very difficult for the woman to drag him, having to stop and go.

Zhu Ning took the opportunity to observe the house. There was a witcher's steel uniform on the ground, which should have been left by the witcher.

There were two highly decomposed corpses at the door of the toilet. Perhaps due to the failure of alienation, it was impossible to tell whether they were male or female.

The woman dragged Zhu Ning into the master bedroom bathroom. The inside of the bathroom was a murder scene, covered in blood, with blood spots splattered on the ceiling.

There was dried blood on the edge of the bathtub, as if someone had killed someone here and filled the bathroom with blood. There was also another person in the room.

With a click, the woman handcuffed Zhu Ning's wrists to the water pipe.

With this posture, Zhu Ning finally saw the woman in front of him - Huang Yaruo.

She was wearing the floral nightgown she wore on the day she disappeared, and a pair of white rabbit-shaped slippers on her feet, stained red with blood.

Huang Yaruo had disheveled hair, her hair was dry and yellow, and she was so thin that her eye sockets were sunken. Because of her sunken eyes, she looked like a skeleton covered with skin.

She looked just like the frail and helpless persona in the video, having barely aged at all, and still easily falling into panic, but there was a distinct madness in her eyes.

System voice sounded: [Side quest: Hunting down a man's house, finding the missing Huang Yaruo has been completed, current purification progress is 60%]

This person is really Huang Yaruo. Huang Yaruo doesn't look abnormal at all, at least she doesn't have a snail shell.

Huang Yaruo kept muttering, "Why is there one more? Why is there one more?"

What's extra?

Huang Yaruo originally seemed to want to take off Zhu Ning's work clothes, but the cleaner's protective suit was difficult to take off. It took Zhu Ning 20 minutes to put it on for the first time. Only an expert would know where to start taking it off.

Sure enough, Huang Yaruo gave up after trying for only three minutes, and finally she took off Zhu Ning's cleaning backpack.

In addition to the storage tools, the inside of the cleaning backpack is filled with standard weapons. Ordinary people would not even dare to touch them when they see them because they may easily cause an accidental discharge.

Huang Yaruo frowned when she saw the backpack full of weapons, "Are you the same as him?"

What do you mean? Are they the same as the demon hunters out there?

Huang Yaruo looked at Zhu Ning deeply and said, "Don't be afraid, it will be healed soon. It won't hurt."

The helmet did not filter out the smell of blood, and with blood all around, Zhu Ning felt that the words "it will be over soon" meant she was going to die.

Huang Yaruo didn't want to talk to her at all. She took Zhu Ning's cleaning backpack and put it in the corner of the wall near the bathroom door.

The distance between Zhu Ning and the cleaning backpack was more than one meter, and the metal control skill could not be used, but the handcuffs on her hands and the water pipes behind her were made of metal.

With a click, Huang Yaruo walked out of the bathroom and closed the door.

After everyone left, Zhu Ning began to look at another victim in the bathroom. The other person had his hands tied and was curled up on the edge of the bathtub, his body covered in blood.

He might have been hit by a hammer, as the back of his head and shoulders were covered in blood. Zhu Ning suspected that his bones might be broken.

This guy looks familiar. Is it Ding Chaojie? Isn't he in the Public Security Bureau? Can't the Public Security Bureau help him?

Ding Chaojie had his back to Zhu Ning and was twitching slightly.

Zhu Ning felt that this matter was very strange for a moment. She and Ding Chaojie were like a kind of stored food.

Huang Yaruo was processing food just now, and now she is going to call people to eat.

The appearance of Dante Chaojie immediately broke the weirdness of the house. At least this man was a living person, not a dead person, and Zhu Ning could talk to him.

When humans know nothing, they are good at scaring themselves. After Zhu Ning saw Huang Yaruo, the situation gradually became clearer and Zhu Ning began to rethink the matter.

Ding Chaojie was lying on the ground half-dead. Zhu Ning and he were tied at the two ends of the bathroom, but the bathroom itself was not very big.

Zhu Ning kicked him and asked softly, "Hello? Ding Chaojie?"

Ding Chaojie's eyes widened. He recognized Zhu Ning's voice and looked up to see a woman in a motorcycle suit.

Ding Chaojie would never forget this weirdo even if he died. He stared at him with red eyes, "Liar! You lied to me!"

Zhu Ning: “…”

No, is this the time to discuss who cheated whom?

Ding Chaojie was covered in wounds. Zhu Ning noticed that all ten of his fingers were broken, as if they had been forcibly broken by someone. Was Huang Yaruo so cruel?

But if you look closely, it doesn't look like that. The fingers are all bent backwards. An ordinary woman doesn't have that much strength to bend the hand bones of an adult man.

Zhu Ning lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Ding Chaojie's face was covered in blood. When Zhu Ning asked him this, he felt as if a painful incident had been exposed. He leaned his head against the edge of the bathtub and said, "This is retribution, retribution. It has found me."

Ding Chaojie's voice sounded very dull, "This is retribution for killing her."

What?

When Zhu Ning first met Ding Chaojie, he felt that he was nervous, but now he seems a little confused.

“Hahahahahaha,” Ding Chaojie muttered to himself, “It chased me all the way to the Public Security Bureau. No one could save me. This is karma.”

Zhu Ning heard her heart beating rapidly and probably guessed that Green Gate had hunted Ding Chaojie again in the Public Security Bureau, but she didn't expect Green Gate to be so flexible.

Zhu Ning extracted the key information and asked, "Did you kill someone?"

Ding Chaojie's voice was even more painful. He banged his forehead against the bathtub, making a banging sound: "I didn't mean to do it. I just wanted to steal something, but she said she would call the police. I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I can't do anything..."

Sure enough, the story he told Zhu Ning concealed part of the truth. Ding Chaojie was not just a thief. He had attempted to break into a house and was discovered by the owner.

Ding Chaojie: "I made a mistake. I am guilty. I am guilty."

It turns out that Ding Chaojie's story is like this. Ding Chaojie attempted to rob a house but failed and killed a person. After the murder, he immediately fled. Unexpectedly, the first person to catch up with him was not the police, but Green Door.

He killed the original owner of the house and became the new owner of the house. The green door bound him. He could escape the capture of the police, but he could not escape the capture of the green door.

The green door can chase him for his entire life, even to the ends of the earth. Over time, he himself began to suspect that this was retribution, because he had killed someone, so the victim turned into a door to chase him.

No wonder, when Zhu Ning first met him, he was eager to join the Public Security Bureau to atone for his sins.

You've done something bad and now you're afraid of someone knocking on your door. It's really retribution, you deserve it.

Zhu Ning speculated that this house may have existed for a long time, and the green door was constantly walking among the people, looking for the next owner who would move in by accident.

Once the master is bound, he will be hunted to death, unless he enters the green door. But once he enters, he will be trapped in the alien space and cannot leave until he is assimilated into a snail.

What about Huang Yaruo? She doesn't look forced. Has she been taking care of this house?

The house does not have the ability to actively attack. To make an analogy, its existence is more like a Venus flytrap.

Huang Yaruo's action of knocking Zhu Ning and Ding Chaojie unconscious was very much like a mother feeding her cubs.

The cub has not grown fangs yet, and the snail man moves slowly, so Huang Yaruo needs to chew the food herself before feeding it to the house.

Zhu Ning asked, "How did you get in?"

She wanted to hear the specific process of Ding Chaojie entering the green door, maybe she could find new clues.

Dante Chaojie seemed not to understand what Zhu Ning said. He suddenly played quickly, like a fish lying on the cold bathroom floor.

Ding Chaojie's movements were too strange, not something a human could do.

Zhu Ning's heart skipped a beat. She was too familiar with this conditioned reflex. It was like the precursor to a human turning into a zombie.

Zhu Ning was silent for a moment and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I, I, I'm so cold."

Cold? It was indeed quite cold in the house. The temperature displayed on the helmet panel was only 18 degrees Celsius. Ding Chaojie was wearing a denim jacket, so it was normal to feel cold.

Ding Chaojie screamed strangely and squirmed his body, but his hands were handcuffed and he could only make ding-dong sounds when he struggled.

"You, you you you--" Ding Chaojie widened his eyes, and two streams of liquid flowed from his eyes. They were not tears, but a bit like yellow secretions.

Ding Chaojie shook his neck like a zombie, muttering "you you you" while crawling towards Zhu Ning.

If it were any other time, Zhu Ning would have wanted to kick him away, but today she didn't move.

"Can you help me take a look?" Ding Chaojie said.

"My back hurts." Ding Chaojie: "It's a little itchy, can you scratch it for me?"

Zhu Ning was stunned. Something was growing on Ding Chaojie's back, breaking out from the spine and making his jacket bulge out like the severe hunchback patients in the village.

Before Zhu Ning could say anything, he heard a crackling sound.

The bulge was burst, and a soft, new snail shell appeared on his back.

The snail shell is orange-yellow with a black swirl line on it. Because it is newly grown, it is a bit transparent and you can even see the soft flesh inside.

He is alienated.

"What's wrong with me?" Ding Chaojie kept trying to turn his head to look at his back, and his voice began to sound strange.

Ding Chaojie turned around with great effort, but he couldn't see anything, and Zhu Ning suddenly didn't know how to tell him the truth.

Ding Dong sound.

A tooth fell out of his mouth.

Zhu Ning and he were both stunned. The fallen tooth was particularly conspicuous on the tiles, and there was blood on the root of the tooth.

Immediately afterwards, Ding Chaojie's teeth became loose one by one, and dozens of teeth fell down with a crackling sound.

“Ah—ah—”

It was unclear whether Ding Chaojie wanted to speak or do something else, and in the end he could only utter a single syllable.

Ah—ah—

Ding Chaojie lost his ability to speak and was parasitized by contaminated spores. Zhu Ning's first thought was that he had become an unconscious pollutant.

Ding Chaojie opened his mouth wide. Zhu Ning was close enough to him to see the entire process of his transformation, which was somewhat similar to the transformation of a zombie.

After Ding Chaojie's teeth fell out, new teeth actually grew in his mouth, forming the snail's unique radula.

Zhu Ning thought of the boring and messy popular science he had read before about the zombie world. He knew that snails are the animals with the most teeth, with a single snail having tens of thousands of teeth.

Their teeth are different from those of humans. They are not used to chew food, but to crush food with the tens of thousands of teeth on their radula. Now Ding Chaojie has a radula.

Ding Chaojie's neck twitched, his eyes were red, but his hands and feet became softer, and liquid was constantly secreted from his palms.

He twisted his neck, as if he had just adapted to his body. His head tilted and water droplets began to appear on his face. His pale face swelled up quickly as if it had been soaked, and even the way he looked at Zhu Ning became strange.

Food, that's food.

Ding Chaojie opened his mouth wide and tried to crawl towards Zhu Ning with his hands hanging.

Zhu Ning frowned. She was actually staying in a bathroom with a mutated pollutant.

With a creaky sound, the bathroom door was suddenly opened.

Dozens of snail people appeared at the door. There were twice as many snail people in the house as Zhu Ning had imagined.

They opened their red eyes, opened their mouths wide, showing their teeth and tongues, and slowly crawled towards Zhu Ning. The house was about to enter hunting mode.

In Zhu Ning's world, there is a very popular question on the Internet: if you are given 100 million yuan and are chased by snails for the rest of your life, and you will die if caught by a snail, would you be willing to do that?

More than half of the people chose yes. After all, a snail is so slow that as long as you are five meters faster than the snail, you can win.

There is a small group of people who don't want to live in fear for the rest of their lives, worrying all the time that they will be killed by a snail. That life would be too sad.

When Zhu Ning saw this question, her only confusion was that she couldn't imagine how she could be chased by a snail, so she had no way of answering it.

Unfortunately, Zhu Ning seems to understand this problem now.

She had lived in the zombie world for so many years and had come into contact with all kinds of mutated zombies. She never imagined that one day she would be hunted by a room full of snails.

Snail people have the habits of snails. Their bodies are extremely soft and they crawl into the bathroom from the ground, door frames, ceilings, and walls.

Huang Yaruo stood behind the group of snails, looking at Zhu Ning with a gloomy face, as if Zhu Ning was just a leaf feeding the snails.

The snail was moving very slowly, and Dante Chaojie was only half a meter away from Zhu Ning.

The pollutants are beginning to show their true colors.

After Zhu Ning entered this strange house, he was depressed by the atmosphere inside and felt irritated, as if an invisible hand was strangling his neck.

No pollutants appeared for a long time, and the endless nothingness was about to drive people crazy, but at this time they found a little feeling. There were pollutants, blood, and two humans.

Thinking back carefully, the helmet reported that the house was only a Class C pollution area.

The house where people are chased is like the last question in elementary school math. The question is a bit tricky and many adults can't solve it.

But if you strip away all the pretense, it's just an elementary school question.

Ding Chaojie squirmed his body and slowly crawled towards Zhu Ning with his slimy feet. Zhu Ning did not move and let Ding Chaojie approach without even trying to dodge.

Ding Chaojie's feet covered with slime were about to touch Zhu Ning's legs. Once touched, his work clothes would be quickly corroded.

Suddenly, Ding Chaojie stopped abruptly, an extremely painful expression on his face. He opened his mouth wide, but he had turned into a snail and couldn't even shout.

The handcuffs that bound Ding Chaojie suddenly strangled him. He now became a mollusk. The sharp handcuffs broke both of his hands. Zhu Ning used his metal manipulation talent.

With a click, the handcuffs on her wrists broke.

Zhu Ning was incredibly fast, and when he flipped over, the handcuffs had already slammed down on Ding Chaojie's head. There was a lot of metal inside the bathroom, and it was all within a meter of Zhu Ning.

The bathroom shower rose into the air like a snake, and the stainless steel handles near the faucet and the bathtub were suddenly torn from the wall with a crackling sound. Zhu Ning didn't even touch the snail man, and the metal parts inside the bathroom had killed three of them under her control.

The snail man who moved so slowly was really not worth mentioning in her eyes. It only took her one minute to complete a round. It had to be said that the metal manipulation talent was quite useful.

With a click, someone loaded the gun.

When Zhu Ning looked up, Huang Yaruo had opened Zhu Ning's backpack and took out a gun.

"Don't come over, don't come over." Huang Yaruo's voice was shaking, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Zhu Ning.

Zhu Ning took a step forward expressionlessly.

Huang Yaruo's face turned pale as she shouted, "Back off! If you come any closer, I'll shoot!"

Zhu Ning didn't say anything, she took another step forward.

Bang!

Huang Yaruo pulled the trigger. People who don't often touch weapons like to shoot randomly in a panic.

Huang Yaruo fired five shots with her eyes closed. They were only five meters apart. Even if she was not a professional shooter, Zhu Ning would definitely die at such a short range.

After Huang Yaruo fired the gun, she did not hear the sound of the bullet entering her body.

She raised her head tremblingly, and saw that there seemed to be an invisible barrier one meter in front of Zhu Ning. The five bullets stopped abruptly, as if controlled by some force.

Zhu Ning didn't move at all, just stood quietly behind the bullet.

With crackling sounds, the bullets floating in the air fell to the ground like raindrops.

"Are you still shooting?" Zhu Ning asked.

"Who are you?" Huang Yaruo panicked. She had never seen such a person before. How did he do it? Why could he control bullets?

Huang Yaruo retreated again and again, and finally she found that she had nowhere to retreat. If this house was like a Venus flytrap, then this time it caught an alien that was very difficult to digest.

Zhu Ning is the outlier.

"Are you a mutant?" Huang Yaruo had just opened her mouth when Zhu Ning had already walked within one meter of her.

Huang Yaruo relaxed her hands and the gun was easily taken away. During the whole process, Zhu Ning did not move a muscle at all.

The gun was like a little pet that Zhu Ning kept, floating on her shoulder. The black muzzle stared at Huang Yaruo like a cold eye.

The positions were swapped, and Zhu Ning took the initiative. As long as Huang Yaruo made any unusual movement, she would be the one to die.

Zhu Ning had already hooked her cleaning backpack with one hand. The bag was full of weapons, and she could even control them at will.

The snail in the house couldn't react. A snail is not a dog and cannot protect its owner.

Zhu Ning may not be able to get out, but she can drag Huang Yaruo and this group of snail people to die together.

Zhu Ning checked the cleaning backpack and found everything inside. Then he asked, "Are you Huang Yaruo?"

Huang Yaruo didn't answer, but asked: "Who are you?"

"Ah," Zhu Ning: "I'm here to save you."

She realized that apart from the fact that Huang Yaruo seemed a little strange living in this house, she seemed like an ordinary person in other aspects.

Sometimes the difference between ordinary people and warriors is as big as the difference between humans and animals. Zhu Ning doesn't even need to use his talent to kill her.

"Save me?" Huang Yaruo's face turned pale.

Zhu Ning: "Didn't you post a request for help?"

Huang Yaruo recorded many videos, the theme of which was asking for help. She hoped someone would come to save her.

"Post?" Huang Yaruo seemed shocked, her voice trembling. "Is the post still there?"

She was not happy at all when she heard that Zhu Ning was coming to save her, but rather terrified.

"Are you afraid of me?" Zhu Ning asked.

"No, no." Huang Yaruo forced a smile, but she couldn't laugh.

Zhu Ning looked around and found that there were still snails in the room, but it might take half an hour for them to crawl over.

She had many questions in her heart, and she believed that Huang Yaruo could answer them for her next. Zhu Ning sat on the sofa, like the real owner of this house. For the time being, she was not worried that the snail man would kill her.

"Are you raising them?" Zhu Ning asked.

"I, I..." Huang Yaruo took a breath, and suddenly couldn't continue.

"You deliberately filmed the video and uploaded it online to attract people." Zhu Ning helped her, saying, "To feed this house?"

"No," Huang Yaruo denied immediately. She raised her head quickly, probably wanting to say something to explain, but she couldn't say much. After a long while, she finally said, "Everything I encountered was true. I didn't lie."

She really encountered a supernatural event. After waking up, all the furniture in the room faced the wall with their backs to her, as if the furniture was looking at another space through the wall.

Huang Yaruo thought that everything would be fine after she moved, but she didn't expect that after moving, she couldn't get rid of the house no matter how hard she tried. The house was chasing her.

The noise was made every day, and no matter where she moved, the house followed her.

Huang Yaruo started crying when she said this, her face was full of tear marks, as if she found it difficult to understand the relationship between them.

"Everything I encountered was true. I really didn't lie, but, but."

"It calls me mom."

Mother--

The door in the video once called out to her, luring Huang Yaruo there late at night. Huang Yaruo has no children, but this house is like her child.

Huang Yaruo used up all her savings and bought this house when she was 35 years old. She chose her favorite wallpaper from hundreds of wallpapers.

She spent a month running around the furniture market before choosing these pieces. She compared the sizes, patterns and materials of the sofas one by one, and carefully selected the color temperature of the lights in the house. It took her two weeks to decide on a piece of furniture.

Because she was short of money, she made every decision carefully. Because she loved her house so much, she was willing to redo the renovations.

Finally, she got the house that she was most satisfied with. It was simply perfect, and every inch of the house was what Huang Yaruo had imagined in her heart.

She has worked for others all her life, has no lover and no children, and this house is like her child.

But it slowly revealed its imperfect side. In the middle of the night, these furniture would move and change their formations strangely, as if they were alive.

Alive, Huang Yaruo always felt that this house was alive.

From that day on, Huang Yaruo almost went crazy. She tried every possible way to restore the furniture to its original position, but every day when she woke up, the furniture had its own will.

They don't change because of Huang Yaruo.

Finally she moved and abandoned the house where she had spent most of her life savings and countless efforts, and where she had placed all her beautiful imaginations of life.

She doesn't want it anymore.

But she gave up the house, but the house did not let her go. After she moved, the house followed her again. In the middle of the night, it made strange boxing-like movements to attract Huang Yaruo's attention.

It was very angry, like an abandoned child, and it called her deeply in the middle of the night.

Mother--

Mommy mommy mommy——

It was like a nightmare.

Huang Yaruo had no choice but to walk back to her home, and then she found another space in the house, and there was another house inside the house.

She was like a snail. From the moment she bought the house, she carried a heavy shell on her back. No matter where she went, the house would follow her.

Mom, I'm hungry.

The house said it was hungry and wanted to eat.

Huang Yaruo had never given birth to a child, but the word "mother" was definitely a punishment. She became the mother of a house. The relationship between them was no longer that of a house and a person, but that of a mother and a child.

"What can I do?" Huang Yaruo said, "It's begging me. It's so hungry."

So Huang Yaruo could only help solve each victim. After the house was full, it would not make any noise. It would be quiet for several days, docile like an ordinary house.

House slaves.

There were only these two words in Zhu Ning's mind. She had never felt that the term "house slave" was so appropriate.

Snails carry their houses wherever they go, so they move slowly and cannot go far. But people spend their entire lives buying their own houses, and from then on they are imprisoned by them and become slaves to them.

In Zhu Ning's time, the relationship between house slaves and houses was a loan relationship, but in the wasteland era, it became a deformed mother-son relationship.

A house is like a child who is always asking for things.

"Did you post the video?" Zhu Ning asked.

"No," Huang Yaruo shook her head violently, "It, it's imitating me."

In early childhood, the first person a child learns from is often his or her mother.

Huang Yaruo once posted her experience online, which attracted many so-called exorcists and internet celebrities who wanted to take advantage of the popularity to check in.

Anyone who enters the green door is dead, and the house has discovered some patterns in the process.

Zhu Ning heard that this house has the ability to learn.

The polluted areas that Zhu Ning had come into contact with before usually had a pollution source, and most of them were once humans, such as the fishman who missed the last bus and Wang Ming from the hot pot restaurant.

They naturally have human thinking patterns, and Zhu Ning only needs to follow their patterns to find the source of pollution.

But this house is a pollutant, formed by pollution spores parasitizing on a non-living pollutant.

At first, the house was like a baby, crying in the middle of the night, calling for its mother to come and feed it.

As time went on, it seemed to grow.

It possesses some human intelligence and even imitates Huang Yaruo's movements, posting videos online to attract more food.

Zhu Ning asked, "When did you come in?"

It seems that the parent-child relationship between this house and Huang Yaruo has been going on for a long time.

Huang Yaruo: "The 65th year of the new calendar."

Huang Yaruo was actually from nearly 15 years ago. Logically, Huang Yaruo should be in her fifties now, but she looks no different from in the video.

Huang Yaruo is supporting the house, and the house is also supporting Huang Yaruo. Zhu Ning guessed that Huang Yaruo is either a pollutant or a part of the house.

Zhu Ning asked, "Where did you get the money to buy a house?"

She still had many questions that were not explained, such as why Huang Yaruo bought a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment at that time.

This question was too old, and Huang Yaruo herself had never thought about it, so she thought about it for a long time without answering it. Zhu Ning asked a question that she rarely thought about.

Zhu Ning sat on the sofa and waited patiently.

After a long time, Huang Yaruo finally said, "I went to the property development to look at houses. I could only afford the smallest unit, but when I visited this house, I thought it was beautiful. I loved it so much."

As she spoke, she seemed to recall more details, and her tone became more and more certain. "But I couldn't afford it. It was three times my budget. I went home after the first house viewing."

Huang Yaruo said: "Later, the sales lady contacted me and said that because I liked it so much, she was willing to sell it to me at the lowest price."

"It's strange, the price they quoted was exactly the balance in my account. I only had 800,000, and they said they would sell it to me for exactly 800,000."

At that time, Huang Yaruo's budget for buying a house was 600,000 yuan, with 200,000 yuan left for decoration.

But this house costs 800,000 yuan. Huang Yaruo thought about it all night and felt that this was a huge bargain. If she missed it, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

Many years later, Huang Yaruo could still clearly remember how she felt when she bought the house.

Huang Yaruo suddenly thought of something and asked, "Did they do this on purpose?"

Huang Yaruo had never thought in this direction.

Later, strange phenomena occurred in the house. Huang Yaruo went back to the sales office once, but the salesperson who was selling the house had resigned, and the new employee played Tai Chi on her.

Every time I ask them, they always say, "We can't be responsible for this kind of thing."

But when you think about it, the whole house buying process is really weird.

Zhu Ning didn't know what to say. In her opinion, the house was a pollutant and they were looking for a mother for the house.

And it is not given away for free. If a house is given away for free, the person who gets it may not cherish it.

What I am looking for is someone like Huang Yaruo, who wants to buy a house of her own throughout her life. She will cherish it, take care of it, and love it as much as she loves life.

It would have been fine if it was given away for free, but they squeezed Huang Yaruo's last penny out of her even though they didn't care about the money at all.

In this way, Huang Yaruo will not abandon it easily, and even when she has doubts in her heart, she will convince herself that the sunk cost is too high, and she dare not even think that something will go wrong.

"I," Huang Yaruo figured it out herself, "I even borrowed money from my parents for the renovation."

The more she invests, the harder it will be for Huang Yaruo to give up, and the deeper her feelings for the house will become. She will try every possible means to convince herself that she loves the house like she loves her child.

Huang Yaruo took a deep breath. Facing the snail-people crawling all over her house, she realized how ridiculous this matter was.

She supported a house for fifteen years and gave everything she had for it, while the people behind her watched her struggle as if she were teasing a cat or a dog.

Zhu Ning saw Huang Yaruo smile and then burst into tears. She was crying and laughing at the same time, which was difficult for a normal person to accept for a while, not to mention that she had been trapped here for fifteen years.

But Zhu Ning didn't give her time to process her emotions and quickly asked the next question: "Do you still remember the name of the company?"

Huang Yaruo was in a daze and couldn't even answer Zhu Ning's question.

Zhu Ning repeated: "Do you still remember the name of the company? This is very important."

She looked at Huang Yaruo with certainty. Although she was wearing a helmet, Huang Yaruo could not see Zhu Ning's expression at all. She didn't even know what Zhu Ning looked like.

But she said she was there to save her.

"Will you save me?" Huang Yaruo asked.

"Yes." Zhu Ning said without hesitation: "I can take you out."

"I, I am a murderer." Huang Yaruo took two steps back. She didn't trust Zhu Ning.

Zhu Ning: "That's something the Public Security Bureau should consider, not something I should consider."

Zhu Ning was just a garbage collector, not a vigilante. Arresting criminals and punishing evildoers were not within her job scope. Besides, whether Huang Ya was a victim or a perpetrator, she needed to be brought to court for trial.

Zhu Ning is an ordinary person and has no right to judge whether anyone is guilty or not.

Huang Yaruo was silent.

"Documents," Zhu Ning reminded her, "You've signed documents or left something behind."

Huang Yaruo realized that Zhu Ning could save her, but there were conditions. Huang Yaruo had to prove that she was worthy of being saved.

"I didn't keep any documents, but I saw their company information," Huang Yaruo said. "I thought they were a scam. They showed me the company information and said it was a charity project under Yongsheng Pharmaceutical, specifically for people like me to realize their dreams. I thought it was a scam, so I checked and found that the charity foundation was legal and compliant."

Yongsheng Pharmaceutical, it’s this company again, isn’t its appearance rate too high?

This is the second contaminated area related to Yongsheng Pharmaceutical that Zhu Ning has found, but this time it is different from the one involving the hot pot restaurant owner. The hot pot restaurant owner is a victim of Yongsheng Pharmaceutical, or to be more precise, a medical accident.

But this house clearly looks like a long-planned...experiment.

They seemed to be monitoring this place to see whether Huang Yaruo could become the mother of the house. They were watching what would happen to a normal person living in an abnormal house.

In other words, are they studying the parent-child relationship between humans and pollutants? Is there really a parent-child relationship between humans and pollutants?

If this is really an experimental body, it cannot be left unsupervised. Theoretically, Zhu Ning would have been monitored as soon as he came in, which makes things a bit troublesome.

Even if she managed to escape from the contaminated area, she would most likely be hunted down by Yongsheng Pharmaceuticals.

Prometheus, Zhu Ning gritted his teeth, good job, you really pushed Zhu Ning into the fire pit.

Zhu Ning asked, "How do we get out?"

Huang Yaruo closed her eyes and said, "You can't get out. Once you enter the inner space, no one can get out."

Huang Yaruo, as the mother of the house, couldn't even leave. In all these years, she had never seen a living person walk out.

"It will slowly drain you to death, and you won't be able to get out." Huang Yaruo covered her face.

It was because she knew this house too well that she became even more desperate. For the past fifteen years, Huang Yaruo had tried all sorts of methods but to no avail.

In the end she could only resign herself to her fate and become the mother of the house.

Zhu Ning has experienced the style of this house. It will make you lose the concept of time and space and will not show its fangs to you.

It simply acts as a house that traps you, constantly polluting you mentally, and letting a house full of snails hunt you.

No matter how powerful Zhu Ning is, can she kill the snail man every time?

Can she live without sleep? Can she live without food and drink?

How many years can she hold out here? Ten or twenty?

As long as she relaxes for a moment and reveals any flaw, her defense may be easily breached.

This is a polluted area, but the source of the pollution cannot be found. Zhu Ning has entered the polluted area twice, once with fishmen and once with pig-headed people.

She was able to trace the source of the pollution through clues. Once the source was found, the polluted area would automatically collapse, but there was no source of pollution in the house.

This was the first time that Zhu Ning saw contaminated spores attached to an inanimate object, come alive, and have their own set of operating logic.

"What should I do?" Huang Yaruo looked at Zhu Ning helplessly. Fifteen years had passed and she couldn't stand it anymore.

Zhu Ning was wearing a helmet, and Huang Yaruo couldn't see her expression. Zhu Ning walked to the wall.

"You can't go back." Huang Yaruo reminded her, thinking that Zhu Ning wanted to return the same way.

The rule of this house is that people on the outside can walk backwards to the inner space, but people inside cannot walk back.

But Zhu Ning did not try to go back. She put one hand on the wall and gently rested her forehead against the wall. There are two ways to deal with pollutants.

First, find the source of pollution and then kill it.

Second, violent push.

Fortunately, this house is made of reinforced concrete.

The author has something to say:

Snails are the animals with the most teeth, but their teeth are not "three-dimensional teeth." Despite having tens of thousands of teeth, they cannot chew their food. This is because they use their radula, a ribbon-like structure covered with teeth, to grind food for digestion.

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