Chapter 89 Prop Eyeballs: That's how a hydraulic press crushes tomatoes...
The locking clips on the drop tower seat shattered in the blink of an eye.
Steel weighing several tons also fell from the sky without warning.
The high-speed descent not only produced a piercing friction sound, but also sparks flying everywhere along the steel frame, like a final, dazzling offering for this sacrificial ceremony.
Fortunately, Liang Jun was careful and reminded Gu Keke to keep an eye on her.
Gu Keke, who had been keeping a close eye on things, naturally noticed the danger a moment earlier than Gu Keke.
She almost instinctively rushed out, reaching out to grab Liang Jun's arm, trying to pull her out of the area covered by the seat.
After realizing what was happening, Liang Jun instinctively wanted to bring Shao Feng out as well.
His original consciousness seemed to have returned. Shao Feng crawled on the ground, his face covered in a mixture of dust and tears, obscuring his original appearance.
Shao Feng's voice was weak, "Save me..."
But if the chair falls, they will all be killed!
Luo Chuange, who was right behind Gu Keke, also grabbed a handful. One person can't withstand the strength of two, and Liang Jun was successfully pulled out of the shadows just a second before the drop tower crashed down.
"Bang--"
The earth shook, and dust flew everywhere.
The fall struck the pause button on time, and the world came to a standstill.
Liang Xun and Gu Keke, who had been pulled to the ground, were panting heavily. The shock of surviving the ordeal forced them to take in more air.
The drifting dust choked her respiratory tract, and Liang Jun felt an indescribable bitterness.
The swirling dust refused to settle for a long time. Jiang Zhiling, who had forgotten to breathe, covered her mouth in disbelief and staggered forward with Jiang Chunhua's support.
"Shao Feng..." she said, her voice trembling, "Are you alright, Shao Feng..."
The whistling wind swept through the room, scattering the dust that was still floating in place.
Before Jiang Zhiling could prepare herself, the scene before her eyes suddenly became clear.
Under the immense force of gravity, the scorched earth where the seat was placed was smashed into a deep crater. The undeniable reaction force also caused the surface of the once seemingly indestructible steel seat to become uneven.
There was almost no gap between the seat and the ground. Yet, after two or three seconds, a glaringly warm current slowly seeped out from that extremely tiny gap.
Jiang Zhiling's legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground.
"Ling'er, Ling'er, please don't be like this..."
Jiang Chunhua picked her up.
Her voice trembled unusually, "Ling'er, you still have your sister, Ling'er..."
Jiang Zhiling could not do any other movements, and could only mechanically shake her head again and again.
All her emotions could only be expressed through "shaking her head".
Jiang Zhiling felt she should cry, but she couldn't see anything, and thought it was just her mind wandering. Yet, she also felt she shouldn't shed tears.
What if Shao Feng manages to escape?
As if it had heard the question troubling her, the parts started clicking again after a short while, trying to struggle upwards.
The perfectly matched soil grooves had excellent adhesion, and the fully automated drop tower lasted for several seconds before finally slowly leaving the sticky ground.
Hydraulic press.
tomato.
For some reason, these two words suddenly flashed through Liang Jun's mind.
She considered herself to have a limited vocabulary and didn't know how to describe the scene before her; but her brain had already done the descriptive work before she could—
That's what it looks like when a hydraulic press crushes a tomato.
Even the toughest tomato can't withstand the immense pressure exerted by a hydraulic press.
The part most severely affected by stress is not the tomato's skin, but its thick flesh.
The fruit is subjected to high-speed overload from both the top and bottom, causing the pulp to expand infinitely, almost bursting out of the skin.
The tomato skin instantly disintegrated, and the freed flesh scattered in all directions. Some of the pulp turned into tomato juice, and the viscous liquid suddenly gushed out.
At the bottom of the hydraulic press was a bright red patch.
You might find some remaining tomato scraps nearby, but to piece them back together into a whole tomato is simply wishful thinking.
Jiang Zhiling's breath hitched, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted without realizing it.
"Ling'er! Ling'er!"
Jiang Chunhua was so anxious that she cried out for her parents. She hurriedly called to the numb Tang Cailei, and together they rushed out of the sluice gate.
The lock that was expected was not there, and the seemingly dilapidated wooden gate was actually not a case of appearances masking reality.
In his haste, Jiang Chunhua kicked the wooden door open with a sudden, wobbly motion.
Zhu Shengqing and Zhu Bieming remained obediently guarding the door.
Although they were separated only by a wooden fence, when the project started, a layer of white mist spread upwards from the fence, blocking their view.
So when she rushed out with the unconscious Jiang Zhiling, Zhu Shengqing and Zhu Bieming were still unaware of what had happened.
Upon seeing the two wolves, Jiang Chunhua was not afraid. Instead, she seemed to have seen a savior and carried Jiang Zhiling on her back to get closer.
"Can you please take my sister back?" Jiang Chunhua almost knelt before the two wolves. "Please take her back, I beg you, please take her back!"
Seeing that the two wolves in front of her only looked down and did not react otherwise, Jiang Chunhua thought they couldn't understand human language, so she cried out in anguish into the wooden cage, "Liang Jun—Liang Jun, please help me!"
Old Ren had originally considered whether he could bring Shao Feng home, but after much hesitation, he still didn't know where to begin.
The tomatoes have turned into a mess of tomato puree. Staying here any longer will only lower my sanity level and serve no other purpose.
Furthermore, with Jiang Chunhua crying and wailing outside, they had no choice but to leave Shao Feng alone here and depart temporarily.
As soon as they exited the gate, before Jiang Chunhua could even ask for help, two large black and white heads surrounded Liang Yun.
There was still a small distance between the black wolf and Liang Xuan, with only the tips of its long fur gently brushing against her face.
"What happened?" he said softly. "I'm sorry, we can't see what's going on inside."
Liang Jun stammered, "Something unexpected happened, Shao Feng, he..."
She was about to blurt out "dead," but then she realized it wasn't quite right.
That seems a bit too heartless and ungrateful.
Before Liang Xun could have time to hesitate, she was already nestled in the white wolf's warm, thick fur.
"We understand," Zhu Bieming said softly, his tone gentler than ever before.
After a brief moment of tenderness, Jiang Chunhua hurriedly pushed aside the two wolf heads and squeezed in front of Liang Xuan.
"Liang Jun, please talk to them for me and ask them to send Ling'er back to the base. I can't live without my sister!"
"Calm down, Jiang Zhiling will be fine."
Wang Jianping pushed Qi Zhixia's wheelchair and slowly walked out of the gate. "She just fainted temporarily because she was too emotional. There's nothing serious about it."
What do you know?!
Jiang Chunhua retorted with a roar, then seemed like a completely different person, bowing to Liang Xun and pleading, "Please, help my sister!"
Liang Jun did not give a direct reply, but instead slightly raised her eyes to look at the two seemingly innocent giant wolves.
"Don't you want to help?"
Liang Jun knew that although they had transformed into wolves, they could still understand human language.
Given this situation, how could they remain unmoved in the face of Jiang Chunhua's desperate and haphazard approach to treatment?
She must first respect the wishes of the guardian spirit.
"Our decision is up to you."
Black Wolf blinked his golden eyes. "If you want our help, then we will definitely help."
Liang Xun had her answer. Without hesitation, she turned her gaze back to Jiang Chunhua.
"Let's move her onto the wolf's back."
Liang Jun didn't specify which wolf it was, so both giant wolves lay down on their own, which put Tang Cailei in a difficult position.
"Any one will do." Liang Xuan said casually, and Tang Cailei and Jiang Chunhua carried Jiang Zhiling toward the black wolf.
Liang Jun was about to ask Bai Lang to stand up when, unexpectedly, he spoke first.
"Come up here too."
Zhu Bieming's tone carried a hint of heartache, "I can sense your condition; your mental strength isn't very stable right now."
How could it possibly be stable?
Having witnessed firsthand the entire process of a living person being crushed into a bloody pulp, no matter how many bloody and horrific scenes we've seen along the way, we still couldn't instantly process this scene.
Liang Jun originally wanted to shake her head to refuse, but her brain was all mixed up like mush, and the more she tried, the dizzier she became.
She staggered and almost lost her balance when the white wolf lunged forward and caught her from behind.
"Come up and have a good rest."
The white wolf's teeth moved toward her neck, as if it wanted to pick Liang Yun up again. "Cherish our current wolf form, because we can't maintain it until midnight tonight."
Liang Jun forgot about that.
She turned around, preparing to gently brush the white wolf away.
Just as her hand was about to touch his sharp teeth, the white wolf instantly closed his mouth, his thick lips covering his teeth in the blink of an eye.
"In that case, could you take us with you?"
Liang Xuan glanced at the black wolf that was already carrying Jiang Zhiling, and her tone turned serious, "Not one of them can be missing."
White Wolf wanted to speak, but looking at the person in front of him, he seemed unsure of what to say and could only tilt his head to look at Black Wolf not far away.
Zhu Shengqing was silent for a moment before speaking in a steady voice.
"No problem, not a single one will be missing."
Although both wolves lowered their bodies and lay prone on the ground, their backs still rose high like small mountains.
After making sure they wouldn't hurt them, the group grabbed the wolf's fur and climbed up like rock climbers.
The distribution method remained the same as before: the white wolf carried five people, while the black wolf carried only the remaining four.
Liang Jun asked many times, and they both said they couldn't feel the weight, so she didn't need to worry.
They only sat down for a short rest—after all, the staff who were supposed to give them souvenirs for clearing the border hadn't shown up yet, and they couldn't just leave at this point.
As the sun began to set, the yellow figure slowly emerged from behind the fence.
The old woman, still hunched over, approached them with faltering steps.
She seemed to know beforehand that everyone was on the wolf, and she wasn't afraid when she saw the giant wolf, until she stopped tremblingly in front of it.
"Children, have you seen my grandson?"
Her voice trembled, and it sounded even lower.
To ensure everyone could hear more clearly and not miss any clues, the black and white wolves carefully lay down on the ground once again, instantly closing the distance between everyone and the old woman in yellow.
Liang Jun glanced into the park subconsciously, and all the previous memories flooded back into her mind.
A bitter taste rose in her throat. "I saw it."
"It's good that you saw it, it's good that you saw it..."
The old woman smiled bitterly, her wrinkles deepening. "My child is so naughty. He always stays inside by himself and refuses to come out. I'm too old to go in now, so I can't even see him..."
"Oh dear, you've been so busy talking about me!"
The old lady sighed, her face full of embarrassment, "I'm getting old and my memory isn't what it used to be. I completely forgot to give you a souvenir."
As she spoke, she pulled half a leg bone from her left pocket.
"Children, these are your souvenirs, keep them safe."
Liang Jun and Tang Cailei sat at the very front of the two wolves' backs. At that moment, they looked at each other and decided that Tang Cailei would take over the prop.
After all, according to the previous agreement, the souvenirs from this clearance should have been kept by their team.
only……
Thinking about this, Liang Xuan became somewhat confused again.
If I remember correctly, all of their team's equipment was previously stored on Shao Feng.
But now that everything has vanished, wouldn't the original props also be destroyed along with it?
Just as Liang Jun was pondering this matter, Tang Cailei had already accepted the leg bone stick handed to him by the old man.
The leg bone appears to have been freshly detached, and despite signs of human intervention, there are still obvious signs of flesh and blood adhering to both ends of the bone.
Tang Cailei thought it was just an ordinary prop, so he suppressed his disgust and kept changing the way he held it in his hand, trying to trigger the system's progress notification.
No matter what he did, the system remained silent.
"Wait!"
Seeing the old lady turn to leave, Tang Cailei called out to her, "What you gave me is a fake souvenir, isn't it?"
The old lady, exposed, was neither anxious nor angry; she simply attributed all the blame to her "old age."
She smiled apologetically, and her withered arm reached into her right trouser pocket again.
"This time it's right, this time I won't take the wrong one again..."
In her dark, wrinkled hand lay a round, detached eyeball.
The white part of the eyeball had begun to become cloudy, suggesting it had been detached from the body for some time. Thin red tubes were still coiled behind it, and a faint fishy smell wafted through the air.
Liang Jun held her breath.
Tang Cailei didn't pay attention to any of that; he reached out and took it.
And this time it really was a prop. The moment the large hand enveloped the sticky eyeball, the system announced the updated progress.
[Current progress: Complete experience of all rides (the last one must be the Ferris wheel) 5/7...]
[Successfully surviving by following the rules will allow you to clear the level. Keep up the good work!]
The prop eyeball was handed to Jiang Chunhua, who then passed it to Jiang Zhiling.
She had just regained consciousness, and her mind was not fully clear yet. In her dazed state, she felt a wet ball in her palm.
Jiang Zhiling glanced down at it.
With just one glance, she broke out in a cold sweat.
She knew.
These are Shao Feng's eyeballs.
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Author's Note: I'm back with more random little red envelopes!
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