Chapter 83 The Fourth Round Ends
The black fog that enveloped the light gate dissipated a little, revealing a corner of the light gate.
Wei Xiaoyan grabbed Kouman, who was still lying on the ground.
Most of the bones in Coleman's upper body had been shattered into powder, and her arms were so limp that she couldn't use any strength. But her legs could still move.
As time goes by, it is still uncertain what Batti will eventually become, but the fact that they are holding it back now is just because of a coincidental opportunity, and it won't last long.
Although Wei Xiaoyan also possessed abnormal abilities, she was still very weak in nature, and could not even create another small piece of distortion and collapse.
Opportunities usually only last for a brief moment.
When they heard Wang Biao calling on them to run, several people immediately started running madly.
Wang Biao was still holding the throat of the humanoid monster and fighting with it, but the black fog had gathered back around the monster in a second.
The black mist could easily break through his scale armor. Although his body was strengthened and could not be killed instantly, he had no time to escape in this position.
Wang Biao was so angry that his veins jumped, but he didn't let go and had no intention of giving in: "Security, security, I'll keep you safe..."
He saw from afar that the others were about to rush to the light gate, so he shouted loudly: "S City, Hongshun Jiayuan Community, Security Team Captain, Wang Biao!"
When Coleman heard the voice, he looked back, but the black fog was too thick and he could no longer see Wang Biao.
The big black lock that Lu Jiamu picked up from the ground outside began to fall apart after entering the Wheel of Time and Space, turning into handfuls of shining black sand, most of which leaked out from between his fingers and scattered all the way.
The clacking sound of mechanical operation sounded again.
The other three people had also run in, and due to inertia they rushed forward for a distance. After stopping, they immediately looked back, waiting for another person to rush in.
At this time, there was a sticky darkness behind Door No. 5, and the world behind the door could not be seen clearly, but the door was still open.
A thick black color surged outside the door, and a dark and hideous face, which seemed to belong to a female, suddenly rushed out from the world behind the door and appeared in their sight.
Then it seemed to hit a transparent wall, creating ripples, and the entire face was spread out and blocked outside the door frame.
In the next few minutes, it rubbed back and forth on the transparent dividing line with a resentful look, as if it wanted to get in very much, but it could not move forward even a centimeter.
The four people watched it squirming outside the door, and no one moved.
A few minutes later, the door in the Wheel of Time slammed shut by itself.
Wang Biao was completely left behind in the world behind the door.
**
The entire manor had disappeared, leaving only a dark ruin. In the ruins, ghosts of various shapes were wandering around a black fog.
The female ghost formed by the sticky black fog stretched her neck and kept circling in the same place as if performing a one-man show.
The childish voice of a little girl and the cold voice of an adult woman mixed together in a chaotic and noisy voice, constantly making anxious and noisy calls: "Where's the door! Where's the door!"
After a moment, it exploded again, and the human shape completely disappeared, completely turning into a ball of black mist. From the black mist came an ethereal sound that sounded like crying and laughing: "Hehehehe..."
On this day, a few kilometers outside the restricted area, the Federal Empire Observation Tower closest to the restricted area still had not waited for the cannon fodder they had thrown in to die to return.
However, the staff in the observation tower observed that the buildings and roads in the restricted area, which were originally silent but had a structure and appearance similar to those of the outside buildings, suddenly disappeared, and the entire area was shrouded in a layer of black fog.
This is definitely an unprecedented anomaly.
The entire empire doesn't know much about the forbidden area. From their limited concept, they only know that it is a vast dusty ghost area.
In the last era, their ancestors lived scattered around the world. When abnormal events first occurred, the previous political systems were unable to cope with them because they had no experience and ability.
It was not until a pioneer with foresight entered the ghost realm and used props to seal it that they were able to restrict the development of the ghost realm and create conditions for survival. They have lived side by side with them in the same world for hundreds of years.
A huge disaster brought them together to form a federal empire, which jointly monitored the ghostland.
The supervisor of the observation tower was in his office, looking solemn at this major event: "It must be reported!"
He picked up the phone next to him and tried to talk to the outside world.
But before he even dialed the number, he heard abnormal noises coming from the receiver, and a voice asked intermittently: "Shh... report... what? Shh..."
……who?
The supervisor was shocked.
Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw his own reflection on the glass window of the office. He didn't know when the person had already turned around and looked at him with the microphone in his hand.
The supervisor broke out in a cold sweat and didn't dare to look back, not knowing what to do.
But the man in his reflection leaned closer to the microphone again: "Report...what?"
The supervisor began to dial the number with trembling hands.
The telephone wire seemed to come alive suddenly, tightly wrapping around his neck and lifting him up.
He immediately reached out to grab the telephone line: "Uh! Uh!"
The supervisor struggled violently and kicked everything on the table to the ground.
In the past, if there was such a big commotion, someone would definitely come to see it.
But today, not today.
The supervisor used the last bit of his strength to move his eyes, his eyes were bloodshot and almost cramped, and finally he saw that the door behind him had been opened at some point.
The corridor was filled with black fog. His team members were crowded outside the house, not one less person, all looking at him with strange smiles.
The supervisor saw the man in the window and leaned closer to the receiver: "...Report... this?"
**
After the door slammed shut, the same sound rang out again in the bright circular plaza:
This place is called the Wheel of Time
Welcome to visit, please abide by the following rules
Rule One...
The four of them stared at the door quietly, and no one spoke.
They only met by chance, and had no intersection before. It was only because of this strange accident that they were brought together and worked together to fight through those worlds behind the door. They were almost the most familiar strangers.
Everything that just happened and ended in just a few seconds.
Intellectually, they all knew that Wang Biao was only using himself to attract the monster's attention in exchange for a fleeting opportunity for them, and that he himself could no longer successfully escape. If any of them hesitated and turned back, they would also be left there.
But emotionally, they still have expectations.
Guessing that someone will not come back and actually finding out that someone will not come back are not quite the same.
All of Coleman's comminuted fractures had healed after passing through the light gate. She was stunned for a moment and then walked to Door No. 5 and tried to turn the door handle, but the door was locked tightly like the previous times.
After her injuries healed and she returned to a safe area, her thoughts were no longer as single-minded as before, and her memory began to constantly flash back to what had just happened.
She sighed: "Maybe this is..."
"S City, Hongshun Jiayuan Community, I know this place."
Several people stood in front of the door, each with different thoughts.
After a moment, Yu Leng suddenly said dryly: "It's moving, it's moving..."
Lu Jiamu heard him talking and looked down.
It turned out that Fang Gu's death diary had escaped at some point, and now it was like a shell, with the hardcover covers on both sides constantly opening and closing.
It propped itself up and stood up, trying to crawl towards the shining black sand scattered on the ground. The paper inside swept left and right, licking the ground greedily like a tongue.
Although he knew that it was obsessed with the black sand, Lu Jiamu didn't expect it to be so deep.
So much so that it can completely abandon the last bit of decency and dignity in its life and crawl around on the ground.
Especially in this kind of scenario.
Lu Jiamu picked up the diary: "Sorry."
The diary continued to open and close like a shell, and the circular plaza fell into silence again.
Before this, Wang Biao had always been a bit like the ideological committee member among them. After entering here, he was the one who called on and mobilized them every time, or made summaries or plans. This might be his occupational disease.
Now without him, no one else knows what to say.
Lu Jiamu glanced at their faces calmly, observing their expressions out of habit.
Kou Man and Wei Xiaoyan both had some self-blame on their faces, while Kou Man had a more regretful expression. Yu Leng seemed to be in a daze, with a dazed look on his face.
Lu Jiamu saw the scribbled words on the cover of the diary: [Between him and me, you have to choose one.]
There was no beginning or end to this statement. Lu Jiamu guessed that this was some new rhetoric, starting with enticing him to open it and read the contents.
Lu Jiamu withdrew his gaze from observing other people, slightly opened the notebook, and prepared to see what his dead friend was saying.
There were already a lot of words written on the first page of the diary: [You don’t need so much sand, so what if you give me some?]
[This is not a game at all. The unprepared will die quickly, and if you cannot allocate resources reasonably and explore effectively, your end will be death.]
[The answer is above, but only certain people can see it.]
[Perhaps you can also look forward to the growth of your psychic companion, but he is weaker than a quail now, and may die tomorrow. By then, it will be nothing but a waste of effort.]
[Compared to him, at least I don't have to worry about dying.]
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The diary said something it shouldn't have said again and was banned from speaking. It may not recover in a short time and is not suitable for communication now.
If Gate No. 5 taught him anything, it was that it further confirmed what Teacher Gao said.
A person is completely different before and after death. Just like Batty, in those memories when he knew himself as a human, he was even afraid of ghosts. But once he remembered that he was a ghost, everything became different.
Whether it is thinking patterns or behaviors, once it dies, it will no longer be the same person before it died.
Lu Jiamu closed the diary and glanced at Yu Leng. Yu Leng immediately looked back at him sensitively and nervously, and it was obvious that his mental state was not good.
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