Chapter 92.
"We plan to go out and see the situation. If it's not good, we'll find a way to leave this platform." Li Jia discussed the situation outside with Jin Hui and others while inviting them to go together.
Jin Hui and the other two listened to Li Jia's description of what happened outside as if it were a fairy tale. For a moment, their brains were overwhelmed.
Faced with Li Jia's invitation, he decisively chose to refuse.
Jin Hui waved his hands frantically and said, "We won't go. It's too dangerous outside. I suggest you don't go either. There are still five days before the end of the mission. Let's hide here together. There is enough food in this storage room. We can definitely hold on until the next shift change!"
The drilling platform has a shift change once a month, and there are only five days left before a full month. According to Jin Hui's idea, there will be no problem staying here for five days.
Ning Xuanqing reminded them, "You have to know that this is an S-level instance. The changes outside have just begun. Can you really stay in this small room for five days?"
They have seen participants who died in the attacks, which means that those infected have lost their rationality and started to attack randomly. If the infection spreads further, Jin Hui and his safe house may not be safe anymore.
Jin Hui said disapprovingly: "We are on a drilling platform in the middle of the ocean, surrounded by the ocean. You also said that the thing came from the ocean. Do you think you will be safe if you leave this platform? Besides, will this copy really allow you to escape so easily?"
Jin Hui's words stumped everyone. His guess was not unreasonable, but everyone had different ideas.
Tang Yu glanced at Jin Hui and the other two, exhaled and said, "Although it's difficult, we still have to find a way to give it a try. If it works, we will come back and tell you."
After she finished speaking, she and her teammates were about to leave. Jin Hui's voice rang out behind them: "Good luck to you!"
“Good luck to everyone!”
After leaving Jinhui's safe house, the five people went out of the cafeteria door and came to the deck.
From here you can see everything on the deck more clearly. Compared to when the accident just happened, the situation on the deck is worse now.
The strange infectious mucus spread at an insane speed, and many participants who were unaware of the truth were corroded in an instant.
Some of them could not withstand the mutation and died on the spot, while some survived tenaciously. However, that state of survival could no longer be called human.
The infected who had lost their human form had lost all sanity. They howled like wild beasts and launched a frenzied massacre across the entire platform.
There was a heavy rain pouring down from the sky, but the dense raindrops washed away the sticky blood, dyeing the entire deck red.
Looking at this scene that seemed like hell, the five people were shocked and speechless for a moment.
No one noticed that in the corner of the railing, a twisted and tangled group of mutant tentacles were quietly wriggling. The tentacles were a disgusting flesh-red color, and if you looked closely, you could faintly see a little flesh and blood tissue.
That was completely a mutation of a human!
When it sensed the existence of living creatures around, the tentacles suddenly shot towards the five people, like a venomous snake that could attack in an instant.
Bang!
The sticky tentacles were blocked by the protective shield of the Scepter of Blessing. This sudden attack scared the five people.
Tian Xun slashed down reflexively, cutting off the tentacle.
The tentacle that fell to the ground was like a long flesh-colored worm, twisting wildly, and the mucus attached to it was splattered everywhere.
Tang Yu looked at the mucus that was blocked by the protective shield and frowned, "Can this thing infect people?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Tian Xun, who was about to wipe the scimitar, suddenly froze and dared not move.
Ning Xuanqing threw a piercing silver needle, and the crazily bouncing tentacle gradually lost its activity under the influence of the strong toxin.
She squatted on the ground and observed for a while, then reached out to adjust the frame of her glasses and said, "It shouldn't be infected. This is just the secretion of the infected person. It's different from the mucus that Shi Jun mentioned. That mucus is like oil, black and glowing."
Li Jia scratched his head and said, "Luminous? Isn't this almost like radiation?"
Ning Xuanqing was stunned, then nodded and said, "You are right, maybe the radiation is the principle of their infection."
Tang Yu looked up at the devastated deck, which was filled with the screams of the participants and the roars of monsters.
She said, "The Alliance doesn't know this yet, why didn't they inform them? Where's Wilder?"
......
Wilder was now running to the rescue.
When Tang Yu and Ning Xuanqing met him, he seemed to have just woken up from a dream.
When he realized what had happened, Ji Anmin in the diving bell had been transformed into a monster, and he could only purify it himself.
Everything changed too fast.
Wilder could only rescue people while gathering his teammates. Sudden changes were happening everywhere, and all the participants who saw him were asking for help. There was no way he could just sit back and watch.
However, the strange erosion was too powerful. Although Wilde's skills could restrain it, it was still a struggle.
Every person he saves is a burden for him.
Wilder kept comforting himself, thinking that this was also a way to preserve the participating team as much as possible. Only with enough manpower could they fight against the terrifying weirdness.
Wilder was running on the damaged floating bridge, followed by a dozen rescued participants, including members of the alliance and small guilds.
The heavy rain poured down overhead, constantly washing away the small team. In the rain that blurred their vision, they had to be careful to avoid the monsters that could attack them at any time.
At the same time, they had to pay close attention to teammates who might need rescue. When they went around to the bottom of the engineering area, Wilder and his teammates behind him finally saw the heart-wrenching scene.
That...horrifying tentacle that definitely doesn't belong to this world!
It was quietly wrapped around the drilling connecting rod. The huge connecting rod was twisted into a pretzel shape, and the tentacle was climbing in it.
It was surrounded by a layer of strange colorful light, and sticky black liquid was dripping out and spreading on the sea surface.
Danger! Extremely dangerous!
On the floating bridge near the connecting rod, there was a man lying. He seemed to have fallen from a height and unfortunately broke his leg. He was struggling in pain.
Wilder wanted to go over and rescue the people, but a participant immediately dissuaded him, saying, "Mr. Wilder, it's too dangerous over there. Let's go!"
What he actually wanted to say was, the man had broken his leg and didn't look like he would live long, so why bother saving him?
Wilder remained silent, with his head down for a long while. No one knew what Wilder was thinking during this brief silence.
After a long while, his voice came from the heavy rain: "You go up first to find others, I will follow soon."
"But..."
“Go quickly!”
Those participants rescued by Wilde turned away in silence, and Wilde walked alone along the floating bridge towards the man with a broken leg.
It was not until he got closer that he recognized who was lying on the ground.
The man was tall and dressed in a workman's uniform. His left leg was obviously twisted abnormally. His face was pale and bloodless, and he was wearing black sunglasses.
"I'm really lucky to meet you, Mr. Wilde." Eleven and a half leaned against the railing of the floating bridge. The moment he saw Wilde, he smiled and said, "You are really an honest and kind person."
Wilder remained silent. When he stretched out his hand to pull Eleven up, there was a sudden explosion behind him.
When he heard the sound, Wilder turned around and saw that the group of evacuees had unfortunately encountered a small-scale explosion and the floating bridge under their feet was broken.
Fortunately, the group of people did not fall into the deep sea, but held on to the broken floating bridge tightly, and were now hanging in the air with difficulty.
The situation is very urgent!
Wilder subconsciously wanted to go to the rescue, but then stopped. He turned around and saw Eleven looking at him with that ambiguous smile on his face.
"you..."
Eleven seemed to have guessed Wilder's thoughts in advance. He asked, "Are you planning to abandon me and go save those people?"
“No, no…”
Eleven continued: "Indeed, there are so many of them, and I am just a useless person with a broken leg."
Wilder felt a tingling sensation in his brain. He rubbed it with his hand for a while and frowned, saying, "Wait here for a while. I'll pull them up and then come to rescue you."
Eleven did not comment, but just smiled faintly. Behind him, the huge tentacle was so clearly visible, and the colorful halo seemed to include him as well.
There were problems with those lights, and Wilde felt that Eleven should be moved to a safe place first, but at this time the participants were in extremely critical conditions, and he could not delay any longer.
Wilder stood in the pouring rain. At this moment he felt more conflicted than ever before. Both sides were in a critical situation. How should he choose?
Why does he always have to face such choices?
It only took a moment for Wilde to think of all the confusion, and he suddenly turned around and walked towards the dozen or so survivors.
"Mr. Wilder!"
When Wilder took two steps, Eleven suddenly called him.
Wilder instinctively told him not to look back, but his body seemed out of control and he turned his head.
"Remember what I said." Eleven stood in the rain. He took off his sunglasses, revealing his dark eyes without pupils.
"You've already made your choice."
As soon as he finished speaking, Eleven's feet were empty, and the floating bridge under him fell directly into the surging waves.
Wilder stared at the scene in a daze. He almost forgot to make any movements. The only thing in his mind was Eleven's strange eyes.
Sheila!
He was Sheila! How could he not be Sheila?
Wilder's heart was shaken. He should have thought of it earlier. He had already had some suspicions before, but why was he unwilling to figure it out?
What was stopping him from thinking?
Wilder's thoughts were extremely confused at this time. For a moment, he thought of his previous experiences in the copy, and then he thought of the stories that Eleven had told him.
No, no, it should be Sheila now.
He felt like he was going crazy. Those eyes seemed to be imprinted in his mind, vaguely overlapping with the pair of giant pupils he saw on the glacier.
It turns out that everything was destined at that time!
He made a choice again and sacrificed one person for a group of people.
Is that a person? No! No! It's Sheila!
It's... a monster!
But...what if it was an illusion? Did I see it wrong?
Eleven is a person, he is not Sheela!
Wilder hugged his head, feeling that he was unable to think...
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