Chapter 250: Inhuman (58) (1st update + 2nd update + 5,200 thunder) [VIP]
"No," Dita said a few seconds later. Just as she began to feel uneasy and wondered if something had happened to Ersi in the darkness, she heard Ersi's impatient voice: "I just remembered every point when I came down just now."
"Now that everyone is here, aren't you going to leave?"
"Oh, yes, yes," Dita suddenly came back to her senses, "Is everyone here? Is anyone injured?"
After a series of repeated "no", no one suffered any new injuries except for the yellow-haired man who fell and was caught by Bai Jinshu.
The reason why there were no new injuries was obviously because everyone had sustained injuries of varying degrees when the wall was being smashed. These scratches and bruises were not properly treated in the dark, and during the intense exercise just now, many wounds that had already scabbed over with blood clots reopened.
Fortunately, these wounds have little impact on movement and will not cause any problems if left alone for a short period of time.
By this calculation, the only one whose injury was actually serious and whose movements were partially affected was Dita, whose arm was dislocated.
The exit under the elevator shaft was behind the normal elevator exit of the hotel, in a small hidden utility room. The utility room was not very big, and it was even more crowded after more than a dozen of them stood in it.
This place is too remote and no one has cleaned the floor for years, so the floor is covered with thick dust. There are cardboard boxes and plastic tableware lying around that have been there for who knows how long. Huangmao subconsciously took a few steps back and ended up falling into a pile of dust, coughing loudly.
"From here, we should go to the back door of the hotel, right?" The old leader did not say anything. Dita moved her dislocated arm and recalled the route map of the entire hotel in her mind. She quickly determined the location of the utility room. "From here, we will reach the courtyard where we held the martial arts competition that day."
"Back door?" Guan Hongyan asked curiously, "Is there a back door here? Then why do we always go in and out through the front door?"
I've lived here for several days and have never heard of the existence of a back door.
"There was one before. It was a door for employees to use when the hotel was still in business. It was relatively small and had a small ramp for transporting various things," Dita explained briefly. "Then something happened. Someone broke into a fight and smashed the door frame at the back. After the door frame and the iron door were deformed, the door at the back became inconvenient to open. After that, no one used it much."
"Since we can't go out through the front door, shall we go out through the back door later? Do you need my help to kick the door open?" Xiao Tang asked.
“No need,” Dita shook her head and said before the old leader could answer, “Just leave through the main gate.”
"You don't understand the violent city. The violent city at night is completely dark, including all the settlements. Blackout curtains are hung wherever light is needed, and the same applies whether you go through the front door or the back door of the hotel."
"What are you waiting for? Let's go!"
Xiao Tang stretched her muscles and bones, and when she swung her arm, she hit the yellow-haired man next to her, causing him to shout in anger: "Sister Xiao Tang, you hit me."
"Oh, sorry, I can't see again." Xiao Tang apologized fluently.
"Let's go," the old leader said after everyone had finished resting, "Get out of here and go wherever you want after leaving the city of violence."
He opened the door to the utility room first.
With a "click".
It was still dark before my eyes.
Huangmao paused hesitantly.
"Let's go," Dita's low voice sounded behind him, "This is how the night in the city of violence goes."
Bai Jinshu followed the crowd out of the utility room, following the sound of people walking in front of him, and entered a larger and deeper darkness.
Fresh air, different from the dusty smell in the messy and cluttered room, hits you in the face. Walking out of here, you will be out of the hotel, one of the four major gathering places in the violent city.
"Be careful with the steps." Guan Hongyan reminded in a low voice.
It was still dark as far as the eye could see. In the inky night, only sporadic stars were twinkling in the sky.
The imagined streets shrouded in watery moonlight did not appear. The streets were pitch black at night, and it was impossible to even distinguish the direction and buildings.
Everyone walked down the steps of the hotel one by one, and involuntarily raised their heads towards the direction of the hotel gate and looked at the sky.
There was no moon at night in the violent city.
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Walking on the streets outside without any light is like walking with your eyes blindfolded.
The garbage and landscape tree pits that can be seen everywhere on the ground during the day, as well as the road signs and trash cans on the roadside, all become assassins lurking in the dark after we lose our vision.
"Oh," Xiao Tang complained in a low voice with a "bang", "Damn, who has no sense of public morality put things in the middle of the road!"
Bai Jinshu turned his head and took a look. That was not the middle of the road. Xiao Tang had already deviated from the center of the sidewalk and bumped into a billboard on the side of the road.
"Hiss," Dita also let out a short cry of pain, "I kicked something."
She kicked a section of water pipe sticking out of the ground.
"Don't walk around randomly. Follow the blind path on the crosswalk," Bai Jinshu said reluctantly, "This way, in the direction where I spoke."
"I'm really blind now," Xiao Tang muttered, and took a few cautious steps to the right, slowly moving himself onto the blind path. "If I were equipped with a stick, I would be invincible even without my vision!"
She made a fighting gesture.
"Impossible," the old leader's voice came from the front with a hint of mockery, "You will attract the city guards by doing this."
City Guard.
This word is too unfamiliar to most people. Even as the team leader, Dita has rarely faced them head-on.
The city of violence at night is no less noisy than during the day. Just a few steps out of the hotel, you can faintly hear the sound of blunt objects hitting not far away.
Compared to the daytime when you can see clearly what is happening, such sounds are undoubtedly more frightening in the dark.
"It's the city guard," Dita lowered her voice, "They are there to deal with the undead."
"Go around." The old leader's voice sounded, "Go to the left."
The crowd followed him and made a short detour. Then, they heard intermittent voices from the front: "This way."
"Here it comes, control it."
"Go around," the old leader paused, "go to the right."
The crowd had to change direction again.
This time, following the old leader, everyone walked into a very narrow alley.
A disgusting smell spread in the alley, which smelled like a mixture of blood and moldy food, as if someone had an arm chopped off after vomiting here. Nausea and retching sounds were heard one after another in the team.
"Watch your step," Dita, who was walking in front, said cautiously, "This is not like the main road. There are a lot of things on the ground."
This was an understatement. There was all sorts of stuff on the ground in this alley. Xiao Tang made continuous "ugh" sounds as he walked, and had been complaining for more than a minute, saying that he had definitely stepped on no less than ten rotten tomatoes and cabbages that had been rotting for at least a week along the way.
"Isn't this really a hotel kitchen?" She complained quietly as she walked. "Can the brothers and sisters clean up their own kitchens after fighting during the day and not leave everything messy?"
"Say less about this smell," Guan Hongyan couldn't help but cover her nose, "Just get out of here quickly."
Although the alley smelled bad, it was just out of the city guard's patrol route. Compared with the danger to one's life, the smell was nothing.
"Hic..." Xiao Tang made a clear sound of nausea, "When I get out of here, I must establish a civilized and new style in B City. The first thing is that we cannot dump the kitchen swill casually..."
"I... what the fuck!" Before she could finish her words, someone seemed to step on something sharp, "My foot was pierced by something!"
"What's going on?" Dita stopped immediately. "How is it? Is it serious?"
"Hiss... I can't walk anymore. I need to take that thing out." The man whose foot was pricked was a man. He groped his way through the darkness and sat down against the wall. He endured the disgusting feeling and reached under the sole of his shoe. "Let me feel it. I'm not sure what it is. It might be a nail placed upwards."
This kind of thing is not uncommon in the violent capital.
On many small roads with light traffic, there are often large numbers of nails deliberately placed in the driver's blind spot. When the car passes by and the nails puncture the tire, the driver pulls over to check, and then groups of gangsters suddenly appear from the roadside to rob.
Most of the time the thugs succeed, a small portion of the time the drivers fight back, but these are only the smallest of the hundreds or thousands of fights that take place every day in the violent capital.
But no matter how insignificant the part is, it can be fatal in such an urgent moment.
The man whose foot was pricked was touched on the sole of the shoe several times, and finally said in despair: "No, I can't touch it."
In the dark, you can't feel what is stuck in the sole of your shoe, which means it cannot be removed in a short time.
"Don't move. Let me take a look." Dita hurried over, feeling her way along the wall. "You're squatting here, right?"
"Yes," the newlywed who was stabbed leaned back, "It's not a nail, I can't feel it... I can't walk now, that thing has crushed into the front of my foot, it's not a penetrating wound, it didn't go through the top of my foot."
"Okay, I get it. Let me take a look." Dita groped and squatted down, slowly following the instructions of the newcomer, and carefully felt around the sole of his shoe.
Sure enough, there were no protruding structures.
"There are two situations now," she said, turning her head away and taking a deep breath, "You may have stepped on a nail, but the nail is stuck in the concave structure of your shoe sole, so you can't feel it."
"There is another type," she paused, "where you step on some glass shards that are supported by stones or something else."
As for the former, since he cannot touch the back half of the nail, he cannot remove it directly from the outside. Now his foot and the sharp object that has pierced into it are completely connected to the sole of the shoe. If he wants to take it out, he must cut the entire upper and let the sole of his foot separate from the sole in parallel.
Otherwise, according to the normal order of putting on slippers, he would inevitably need to make an upward slanting movement. If the object that was inserted was sharp enough, it would be enough to scratch most of his foot in the process.
It is even possible that you will not be able to remove the thing while suffering pain and greater damage.
In the latter case, if the object that pierces the body is a piece of glass, there is even a risk of cutting your hand when removing it.
The team fell into an eerie silence.
"You'd better finish it quickly," the old leader's voice came from the front, "I don't have that much time to wait for you."
If it were during the day, no, in a well-lit environment, it would only take a dozen minutes to remove the glass shards that had pierced my foot, but it happened to be in the pitch-black night where I couldn't see my hand in front of me.
If you want to solve it, it will definitely take half an hour or even more.
In this situation, there seems to be no other choice but to abandon the wounded.
I just don’t know if the wounded are willing to be thrown away.
“Don’t…” The newcomer paused, “Don’t leave me… I can still walk!”
He struggled to stand up from the ground and took a few steps forward as if to prove his point: "Let's go, I can still walk."
"Are you sure?" Dita was silent for a few minutes. "We just left the hotel not long ago. You can go back to the utility room now. There is no light there either."
"I'm sure," the newcomer who had his foot pricked gritted his teeth, "If I go back now, my foot won't heal until the next night. But if I leave now, I can still be saved from the violent city."
Bai Jinshu turned his head and glanced at him. The newcomer gritted his teeth and a light sweat appeared on his forehead, but he still forced himself to walk.
Another newcomer next to the injured newcomer couldn't help but offer him an arm. He held on to the other's arm and tried to walk a few steps on tiptoe.
It is still possible to move, but the speed is undoubtedly much slower.
Bai Jinshu raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had discovered something.
The people around couldn't see the injured newcomer's condition, but they could vaguely tell from the sound that he was probably having trouble walking. However, in the darkness where dangers were lurking everywhere, everyone was in danger and no one had the extra time to care about him.
"Stop talking nonsense. If you keep talking, the city guard will be summoned by you," the old leader said coldly in front. "Let's go."
He took the lead and walked forward.
This old leader who has lived in the dark for who knows how long seems to have some special abilities. The darkness has no effect on him.
With the experience of that newcomer, the remaining newcomers will undoubtedly be more cautious.
When walking, everyone subconsciously lifts their toes a few centimeters off the ground to clear away obstacles in front of them.
This increased safety, but undoubtedly slowed down the progress of the entire team.
After walking out of the alley, the old tour guide was obviously a little dissatisfied.
"No, it's too slow." He paused for a few seconds. "At this speed, you may not be able to leave this area before dawn, let alone leave the city of violence."
He naturally didn't need to say this.
Walking out of the violent city from the hotel is a huge project. It is not easy to complete it during the day, and it is even more difficult to achieve at night when you can't see anything.
"Then what do you want to do?" Bai Jinshu said with his arms crossed.
"There are two ways," the old leader lowered his head slightly, "The first is to take the underground road. The subway in the City of Violence is closed at night. It is much faster to take the subway, and the City Guard generally does not appear underground. However, the disadvantage is that there may be many undead here that the City Guard has not dealt with."
"What's the other kind?" Dita asked anxiously.
"I know a very difficult road to travel," the old leader said in a subtle tone, "This road can take a shortcut to reach the City of Violence as quickly as possible, but the only drawback is that this road is also the favorite road of the undead and ghosts."
This also means that it is easier to encounter the city guard.
At the same time, encountering the city guard means a head-on confrontation or escape, so choosing this path undoubtedly means choosing to abandon the newcomer in your hand.
"Well, which one do you choose?"
"We..." Dita paused, then suddenly spoke unexpectedly, "How do you choose? We should obey the majority, right?"
"Uh..." Huang Mao was very sincere, "One of them is meeting more undeads, and the other is meeting more city guards. It seems that there is no difference."
"I'm fine with either," Xiao Tang said casually, "It's just a matter of who you hit. It's so dark that you can't see anything, so isn't it the same who you hit?"
"I think the subway is the way to go," Guan Hongyan thought for a moment, "The undead may still be able to survive for now, and the city guards are likely to attract more and more of them."
“It’s possible that we will attract more and more undead,” someone retorted. “The subway station is a closed environment. If something happens and we are surrounded from both sides, we will be completely finished.”
That makes sense.
All of a sudden, no one knew how to choose.
"Ersi?" Dita turned around and looked in the direction of Bai Jinshu, "Which one do you think is better?"
"Me?" She heard Ersi's voice mixed with surprise and interest, "I have a third plan, do you want to listen to it?"
"What plan?" Xiao Tang seemed to have heard the hidden meaning of making trouble in his words and became excited all of a sudden.
"As we all know, the fastest way to shorten the journey is to find a means of transportation," Er Si's voice sounded, "Since there are frequent car accidents in the violent city during the day, the cars here must be easy to steal. Wouldn't it be better to steal a car?"
"Ah?" Huang Mao was stunned. "But, but we can't see the light!"
"Then don't turn on the car lights." Ersi sneered.
"But……"
How can you see the road at night without turning on the headlights?
"There are ways to see the road without turning on the car lights," everyone heard Er Si's eager tone, "For example, create a bigger light source?"
With a "swish" sound.
Something suddenly illuminated the surroundings.
After staying in the pitch-black environment for more than ten hours, everyone couldn't help squinting their eyes.
In the faint orange-yellow light, everyone saw a pair of bright eyes with tiny sparkles in them: "I have a way to create light, lure away the city guards, and even avoid being chased by the shadows."
The faint flame popped out from his fingertips, drew a graceful parabola, and suddenly fell on the tree next to him.
It’s no exaggeration to say, “Shua”.
As the flames fell, the tree was suddenly ignited.
The flames shot up into the sky and illuminated the whole sky at once. Then everyone realized that this was the snack street where they had eaten before.
The alley they just passed through was indeed the back kitchen of the snack street. With the help of the blazing fire, they could vaguely see the messy and dirty ground inside the alley.
The raging flames illuminated the entire area extremely brightly. The branches growing everywhere suddenly ignited the sign of the shop next door. The flames grew even brighter and jumped directly into the room, merging with the shop next door with a loud bang.
All of a sudden, the thought that popped up in everyone’s mind was: Are you crazy?
Setting fire in the city of violence at night will undoubtedly trigger hatred across the entire map. Not only do the city guards need an absolutely dark environment to hunt the undead, but they also have to deal with the shadows that come looking for them based on the light source. These are not things they can deal with now.
The next second, the old leader's voice suddenly brought them back to their senses: "My matches... When did you take my matches away!"
The matches on his body had appeared in Ersi's hands at some point.
"Just now," Er Si said with an orange-red spark burning in his hand under the flames rising to the sky, "Now the first and second roads are not easy to take, why don't we take my third road?"
The sound of running could be heard in the distance. The nearby city guards were on their way. The old leader glared at him fiercely and raised his voice: "Hurry up! Those mad dogs in the city guards don't care whether you can communicate or not or whether you are human! They will kill anyone they can't identify!"
He ran forward, finally unable to hold back his curse words: "Where the fucking car is this! Didn't you even check the surroundings before burning it?"
"How can we see?" Er Si sneered at the critical moment. "It was so dark just now, how could we see anything? Isn't it much brighter now?"
As he ran he even had the energy to light more matches and throw them at the houses along the road.
Wherever the match fell, it caused a bigger flame.
This high-profile behavior completely isolates him from the possibility of sneaking away.
"Wu——" Xiao Tang couldn't help but yell, broke off a branch from the side, lit the top with the burning shop on the roadside, and waved it excitedly, "I've wanted to burn these shops to make some light for a long time!"
She happily set fire to the shop on the other side as well.
The flames were faster than they could run, and soon, the shops on both sides were all on fire. If someone looked down from above, they would soon see that in this snack street, there was a road with shops on both sides burning rapidly, rushing forward like fire dragons.
Being surrounded by these two fire dragons, everyone could feel the rising temperature around them.
The growing flames burned everyone's skin, and the fire brought not only brightness but also high temperature.
What made things even more desperate was that a group of people vaguely appeared at the other end of the snack street.
"Damn it!" The old leader cursed, "The mad dog is coming! Run back!"
His eyes seemed to have degenerated due to years of darkness. Faced with such dazzling firelight, even though the other newcomers had adapted to it, the old leader still couldn't help but shed tears.
The string of tears slid down his cheeks and onto his beard, then swayed as he ran, forming an almost comical combination under the firelight.
"Why are you running?" Just as everyone was about to run back following the old leader's command, Er Si suddenly asked, "Isn't there a car ahead?"
Everyone looked up suddenly, and sure enough, there was a delivery van parked next to the burning house not far away.
"This, this car..." Someone said hesitantly, "The fire is right next to it, won't it explode?"
"Not now, but maybe later!" Guan Hongyan gritted her teeth and actually ran towards the direction of the car, picking up a brick from the side of the road and throwing it at it.
With the sound of shattering glass, she smashed the driver's window open: "Er Si! Let's go!"
She knew that Cheng Cen Bingqi had the personality of a racing driver, and this personality was perfect for this moment.
"I don't know how to steal a car and I can't start it." Even at such an extremely urgent moment, Ersi's voice was actually a little leisurely.
“No need to steal!” Dita smashed the passenger seat and shouted, “The owner forgot to take out the key!”
Guan Hongyan looked down and saw that the owner of the car actually had not taken out the key from the driver's seat.
"This is called a fate that is not meant to end!" Xiao Tang dragged Huangmao up the trunk of the car and climbed out, "Drive!"
"There are still people behind who haven't come up yet!" the yellow-haired man shouted intermittently.
"Are you stupid? The trunk is open! Let Ersi reverse the car and pick them up!" Xiao Tang flipped over to the back seat and punched the glowing dashboard. "Hurry up! Those city guards are catching up!"
"I don't know the road." Ersi sat in the passenger seat with a subtle tone.
"I'll show you the way! Don't waste time!" The old leader's voice rang out, "If you do this, all the city guards will come! This fire can't be put out in a short time, and the undead and ghosts will enter the City of Violence tonight! Go! It's not safe here!"
"That's so funny," Xiao Tang laughed. "Uncle, do you know where our team is from? We are from the City of the Dead."
"Come on!" Guan Hongyan picked up several team members with one hand, "Drive!"
"Go straight! Then go to the right!" Dita commanded from the co-pilot seat, "Get out from here!"
"There is someone in front!" the yellow-haired man shouted.
"Charge!" the old leader shouted, "These mad dogs won't care about us! If this fire continues to burn, we'll be in big trouble!"
The van rushed past crookedly, and the team members in the trunk were swayed left and right, making uncomfortable noises.
"Fuck!" the old leader shouted, "Can you drive?"
"You know a little bit," the driver said in a tone that showed no urgency in escaping, "We don't need the one who knows it right now."
"No?" Dita raised her voice. "I really need it! Turn right!"
With a sudden turn of the steering wheel, the vehicle almost hit the building next to it. After a sudden brake, the heads of everyone in the car made a loud collision sound with the vehicle's interior, and the car started to move at a high speed again.
"What is that?" someone pointed in horror at something passing by the vehicle.
There seemed to be a little girl with braids on the road next to me.
"There are still kids on the streets of this violent city at this hour?!"
"It's just a dead spirit," the driver glanced at the rearview mirror casually, "probably a dead spirit that the city guards didn't have time to get rid of. It's very common. If you take a picture of her, you'll find that she has braids in front and back."
"You've brought the undead into the City of Violence!" the old leader shouted, "You can leave! What should I do! What should I do!"
"Come this way! We're almost at the end of the city!" Dita shouted.
The dashboard was smashed by Xiao Tang, and no one knew how fast the car was going. They could only vaguely feel that the van passed by the city guards and the undead ghosts entering the city of violence on the road.
"Turn right!"
"Go up that viaduct! Yes!"
"Just ahead!" she shouted, "Once we get off this highway, we'll be away from this violent city! Let's go to other surrounding areas!"
"As long as we can get out of here! We won't be stuck with this S-rank ghost story!"
Following Dita's command, everyone in the car slowly put down their worries.
And just at this moment, there was an emergency brake.
With a "squeak" and the unpleasant sound of rubber rubbing against the ground, the vehicle suddenly stopped in front of the exit.
A car full of people suddenly leaned forward, making a dull crash sound.
"What's wrong?" Dita turned around and shouted in confusion, "Let's go!"
"We're about to leave this violent city!" She patted the back of her chair and yelled, "We'll just pretend we never triggered this S! Why don't we go somewhere else!"
"What's wrong, Ersi?" Xiao Tang leaned over nervously, "Aren't you going out? Let's go first."
"Brother Er?" Huang Mao said blankly, "Let's go first! Brother Yuan and that guy... whoever comes back will talk later!"
"My feet...my feet..."
"Hey," Amid the commotion, the driver in the driver's seat suddenly propped up his chin and sighed, "You guys are so anxious."
He slowly opened the car door and stood on the edge of the city of violence, looking down. "I was wondering why we were creating an escape atmosphere from the beginning. If we leave here and cross the edge of the city, it means we are leaving the trigger range, which means we are giving up this S-level ghost story, right?"
“What are you talking about?” Dita’s voice was full of confusion. “There is no solution to this weird story! If you stay here, you will be trapped here forever like that senior! You have already burned down the City of Violence, and you are still saying this? Go away!”
The figure in front of the van suddenly lowered his head and sneered, then turned around to look at everyone in the car: "Really? That's a pity."
"If you guys weren't so anxious, I might have been fooled." He looked at the flames rising to the sky in the city not far away, tilted his head, and waved his hand, "Bye, I won't play with you anymore."
He leaned back and fell violently under the viaduct.
A flash before my eyes.
Bai Jinshu suddenly woke up on the concrete floor.
The sky in front of me was around six in the morning, and the sky in the distance had not yet fully brightened.
He didn't know where he was going, but he knew that as long as he took one more step forward, he would be out of the triggering range of this S-level ghost story.
And that is the purpose of this weird story.
It was past six in the morning, and the live broadcast room was still flooded with comments. He skipped the comments and went straight to the small icon under the name of the live broadcast room.
A small ghost icon appeared in his status bar at some point.
[Nightmare (Second stage triggered): In such a violent city, you seem to have triggered a special existence. ]
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