Chapter 125 Electromagnetic King
After the train passed the last arc, all the carriages fell into complete darkness. The light spot at the front of the train also became dim and swaying after emitting the last burst of light.
Lu Jiamu only had time to take a look at the land from a distance before he was sucked into the light gate. He didn't know whether the passengers got off the bus or encountered other problems.
Lu Jiamu couldn't find a place to stabilize himself, and was thrown all the way to the center of the circular plaza before he stopped.
Following closely behind him, a human-shaped black shadow was also sucked in, and by some coincidence, it directly hit Lu Jiamu who was about to get up. Lu Jiamu didn't dodge and immediately became a human cushion.
The thing was extremely heavy, and Lu Jiamu was hit so hard that he couldn't speak in pain and didn't get up for a while.
But the thing struggled first, and made a painful "ho ho" sound from deep in its throat as if it was about to suffocate.
Lu Jiamu looked down and saw that it was Yu Leng. He was also sucked into the Wheel of Time and Space.
He came back to life and started bleeding again, with blood staining Lu Jiamu all over.
It seems that 8869 did not try to stop them from leaving at the last moment, but instead restarted the system for them one last time, allowing Yu Leng to return to the state he was in when he first got on the car.
If Yu Leng was already dead when the Wheel of Time and Space opened the door, based on Wang Biao's previous experience, the Wheel of Time and Space would not bring him back.
But if he is still alive, even if he is only on the verge of death, the act of successfully returning here may allow him to recover.
It really doesn’t feel like some kind of curse, but more like a blessing.
Sure enough, after entering the circular open space, Yu Leng's condition did not deteriorate as quickly as when he was on the train, but instead improved.
The bleeding on his facial features began to decrease visibly, and the painful suffocating sound in his throat also began to weaken. He coughed violently and coughed out the blood foam that had choked into his trachea.
Yu Leng took two deep breaths with difficulty, opened his eyes hazily, and saw Lu Jiamu, who was hit by him, looking at him expressionlessly.
Yu Leng was startled and trembled with fear. He wanted to stand up and dodge immediately, but he fell to the ground again because he was too weak.
Kouman and Wei Xiaoyan had also been sucked into the circular plaza, tumbling all the way to the center of the plaza.
Lu Jiamu noticed that Kouman's face looked very ugly, and his chest kept rising and falling, and he seemed to be very emotionally unstable.
Coleman quickly stood up again and walked quickly towards Gate No. 7.
At this time, Door No. 7 had already been hit after they entered. Coleman used all his strength to twist the door handle and pulled continuously, but Door No. 7 did not move at all.
Door number seven has been completely locked.
She walked to door number six again and began to twist and pull it hard, but door number six showed no sign of opening.
But Coleman didn't stop there. She walked to door number five and pulled hard, then door number four, door number three, and door number two.
All the doors are tightly locked.
Coleman stood in front of Gate No. 2 like a trapped beast, punching the door again and again. In the past, her strength was her greatest reliance, but in front of these doors, she was so weak that she seemed to have nothing.
Coleman asked loudly: "Why? Why?!"
Why do they have to go through this? Why do people die and leave? Is it because they are not good enough? Why do these doors never open after they are closed?
Why are they so weak and unable to do anything?
The voice echoed in the circular plaza, but no one responded.
She beat and kicked for a while before stopping, then walked to door number one and pulled, but it still wouldn't open. Her back was shaking, and I didn't know if she was crying.
Coleman stood in front of Gate No. 1 and rested for a long time. He walked back only after he had thoroughly adjusted his condition.
Yu Leng was curled up on the ground, shaking uncontrollably, while Lu Jiamu sat quietly beside them, observing them.
Wei Xiaoyan grabbed the zipper of her school uniform and kept looking at her with an expression as if she was about to cry.
The diary opened and closed several times in Lu Jiamu's pocket, as if patting him and hinting him to say something quickly.
Kou Man looked at Yu Leng for a while, as if he was in a trance, and then suddenly muttered to himself: "What kind of world is that... Why does such a world exist?"
"What are we anyway?"
Lu Jiamu shrugged: "Of course we are good people."
Coleman curled his lips: "But if it weren't for us, they would still be alive now. What are we? Monsters?"
Lu Jiamu was very clear that Kouman’s mentality might be a little broken.
They have traveled through six worlds, but in the first five, they were either helping someone through their own abilities and efforts, or the environment was so bad that they were completely powerless, and the destruction of others was not their fault.
But in the sixth world, when Kou Man and Wei Xiaoyan tried their best to dismantle the carriage, they saw the scene outside the carriage.
Although no ghosts were clearly seen, everyone knew that it was a world that had long since collapsed and the passengers on the train were the last survivors of the entire world. They were not fire at all, but the last spark that was about to die out.
In the endless darkness, the sun will never rise, and the new hope mentioned on the radio will never come. Those who get off the bus will die sooner or later.
It was because of their actions that the last surviving train was destroyed.
Moreover, they had lived with those passengers for two months and had been somewhat infected by each other's optimism and developed some friendships.
They were not in the main body of the train at the end, and only knew that 220 people wanted to get off the train, but they did not know who the 39 people were, or whether there were passengers in the last few cars. They did not watch them vote, nor did they hear what they thought or said in the end.
A person like Coleman, who is kind and almost naive, would definitely not be able to accept such a thing happening.
Lu Jiamu wanted to smile a little to comfort them, but he felt that it was not a good idea to smile at this time, so he shook his head with a half-smile: "Of course they can continue to live, after all, they have lived like that for more than a hundred years.
If we hadn't come, they might have lived for another thousand or ten thousand years, forever living in that day, never dying, and never knowing what was happening outside. But honestly, does this seem like a good thing?"
Coleman couldn't tell.
"And we didn't drag them out of the train. It was their own choice. Even if they knew everything, they would still choose to get off the train."
"You should feel that it's not us who are mean and selfish, but those who are self-centered and put them in desperate situations. Not everyone wants to receive such love."
When he spoke, his tone was neither strong nor overly gentle. It was as if he was narrating some inherent truth, and there was a convincing power in his voice.
Coleman gradually calmed down and stopped talking.
Next to him, Yu Leng's body was recovering quickly. He tried to get up several times but failed every time. In the end, he could only lie on his back on the ground and tried his best to control his trembling and panting.
He looked confused and vaguely felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere, but he couldn't understand what the two people were saying, so he asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Coleman shook his head: "Nothing."
Lu Jiamu asked him, "How do you feel?"
"fine……"
Lu Jiamu laughed out loud: "We are all very happy that you can come back."
Yu Leng blinked, as if he had thought of something bad, and his expression became a little strange. He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something several times, but swallowed his words back.
He thought about it carefully for a while: "I remember eyes... lots of eyes. Right up there."
"That was two months ago, and we walked through another door. How much do you remember?"
"I seem to remember that we did walk into a door, but I can't remember much about what happened after that. I was groggy the whole time. ... I don't have any impression. What happened?"
Lu Jiamu also said: "Nothing happened."
He looked up and said with a sigh, "It's great that you're still here. We have another chance to see clearly what's up there."
Yu Leng shuddered at what he said and tried his best to crawl to the side: "I don't want it! If you want to see it, just watch it yourself!"
Lu Jiamu did not try to catch him. He just walked back to the sofa in the middle of the square and took out the things in his pocket one by one and put them on the sofa.
Seeing that Kouman didn't seem to be in the mood to sleep, Lu Jiamu said that he wanted to take a rest.
Coleman nodded. She still seemed to be in a daze, as if she was distracted and muttered to herself, "If I keep going, what will happen..."
Lu Jiamu lay down and found a suitable position, and covered his face with his coat to block the light: "But if you don't keep going, don't ever think about going home. No matter what happens, you have to keep going."
Several people fell silent, and the only sound in the huge circular space was the clicking sound of the machinery.
As Lu Jiamu listened, he began to feel drowsy.
A few hours later, he woke up completely, and there was still no sign of the circular open space getting darker.
This time, the "daytime" of the Wheel of Time lasts longer.
When Lu Jiamu sat up, he saw that Yu Leng and Wei Xiaoyan had fallen asleep. Although he didn't know what kind of psychological struggle Kou Man had experienced in the past few hours, he seemed to have calmed down completely.
Realizing that he had woken up, Coleman looked up at him.
Lu Jiamu nodded silently, indicating that he would pay attention to the environment, and Kouman lay down on his side.
He opened the diary to see if there was anything new in it.
The diary couldn't bear to be lonely, and started to write after him: [I told you that the car was a good place, but you didn't believe me. Do you regret it now?]
Lu Jiamu showed a perfect mocking expression on his face: [No regrets. There were only a few situations, what could I not have guessed?]
He had actually had this guess when he asked the passengers several times whether they had seen a ghost. But at that time, he had too many guesses and there was no other favorable evidence, so he couldn't prove which one was the correct answer.
And no matter how good the car is, it is someone else's world.
Lu Jiamu flipped through the notebook, but unfortunately he didn't seem to get any more information related to the diary after returning from the car.
Lu Jiamu started writing: [Let me ask you a question, are you a good person?]
[Yes, of course. Isn't that nonsense? If someone asks you, will you say you are not a good person? Then do you believe me if I say I am a good person?]
[Letter.] Lu Jiamu wrote shamelessly, [After all, I am a person who cares a lot about friendship.]
A row of question marks immediately appeared on the paper.
[Is that something good? Do you have anything to explain about Yu Leng's situation? Should we go take another look?]
[Yes, there is nothing to explain. Those who understand will understand. A must-see.]
[Then I will believe you.]
The diary asked: [The person you just mentioned couldn’t really be you, right?]
After Lu Jiamu chatted with the diary for a while, there was still no sign of the air field getting dark, so he stood up and walked around.
It was not until several hours later that the light began to dim. The shadow pointer clicked and turned to the number 8.
Lu Jiamu immediately returned to the sofa and tried to wake up the others.
Kouman was not asleep. She woke up as soon as Lu Jiamu came over, and she looked very tense.
The other two people woke up quickly, and the four of them ran towards Gate 8 together.
***
After passing through Gate 8, Lu Jiamu felt himself sitting on a soft seat with a computer in front of him. He immediately glanced to both sides.
There are many computers next to him.
On Lu Jiamu's left is a middle-aged man, and on his right is a student still in school uniform. Judging from the age difference, this is more likely to be an Internet cafe than a computer classroom.
The other three people were not with him and no one knew where they had gone.
The horrific scenes that he had expected to encounter after passing through Gate 8 did not happen, and he was just in a very normal environment. But perhaps it was only normal on the surface.
Lu Jiamu was observing his surroundings calmly when new information appeared in his mind.
Containment Mission: Find and subdue Electromagnetic King.
Number of people: 4
Mission Description: The Electromagnetic King hates children playing games. He believes that children playing games is the source of all evil, so he will punish those children who play games.
It's about to appear here, please find the next victim quickly.
This unfamiliar mission information caught Lu Jiamu off guard, but he quickly understood what the information was trying to convey and immediately stood up and looked around.
I want to punish the kids who play games... This is an internet cafe, and there are indeed many people who are still wearing school uniforms or have very young faces. They should all be counted as children.
But the Internet cafe is now doing a booming business, full of people, and many of them seem to be children. Even if you are informed that a ghost is about to visit, and you already know what kind of people it will choose, it is difficult to judge who it will attack specifically.
After Lu Jiamu hesitated for a moment, a brilliant idea came to his mind.
He immediately pushed the chair away and ran out shouting, "The Internet cafe inspectors are here! Those without ID cards, run!"
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