"We should wear overshoes."
Xie Xuan thought she had misheard, but Wang Hua opened the entrance cabinet as if he knew where the shoe covers were, took out two pairs of shoe covers, and handed one of them to her.
Blue non-woven disposable shoe covers are almost impossible to find in District 6.
Because of resource scarcity, all disposable items have become the most expensive items.
Moreover, in Area 6, in order to avoid the risk of infection, almost no one invites others to visit, and there are more formal dust-proof suits in the laboratory.
Why did Wang Hua suggest wearing shoe covers before entering the house, just like people did a hundred years ago?
Xie Xuan did not take the shoe covers, but raised her head and looked at Wang Hua.
He looked no different from before. Seeing that Xie Xuan didn't answer, he raised his head and looked at Xie Xuan.
"What's wrong?" Wang Hua asked.
"You're dead, Wang Hua," Xie Xuan suddenly said. "It's been a year since you entered the field. Your car has no energy because it's been on standby for a whole year. If you don't believe me, you can check your terminal."
Wang Hua showed an expression of disbelief and lowered his head to look at the terminal on his wrist.
But just like Xie Xuan said, a year has passed now.
Just after he saw the time on the terminal, his entire body suddenly began to dissipate, like completely burned paper, turning into black ashes and dissipating.
It was so fast that he couldn't even finish a sentence.
Xie Xuan turned around and found that several other people were doing the same.
The corridor was very quiet, and the two doors facing each other were open. Xie Xuan stood at the door and looked inside, and found that the two sets were exactly the same, like mirrored rooms.
Xie Xuan looked up again. The spiral staircase seemed to extend endlessly, but she had seen it from outside and knew there were only five floors.
Just when Xie Xuan was wondering whether to go upstairs or downstairs to leave here, she suddenly heard footsteps in the corridor.
She turned her head and saw Wang Hua walking up the stairs, looking at her blankly.
Almost the next second after meeting Wang Hua's eyes, Xie Xuan felt her body lighten. She lowered her head and found that she was actually beginning to dissipate, just like when Wang Hua dissipated in front of her just now.
"We should wear overshoes."
Xie Xuan's gaze shifted from the sofa in the living room to Wang Hua in front of her.
She put on her shoe covers and looked up, only to see Wang Hua disappear behind the bedroom door.
Xie Xuan walked over and found the door closed.
She pressed the doorknob down, but the door didn't budge.
"Wang Hua?" Xie Xuan knocked on the door, but there was no sound from inside.
Xie Xuan's heart sank, and she kicked the door open.
The broken door lock hung precariously on the door frame, and the door slammed hard against the wall behind it, revealing an empty bedroom inside.
Wang Hua is missing.
Xie Xuan actually had a feeling that this was expected, and she walked into the bedroom.
The decoration style inside and outside is the same. There is a set of wardrobes against the wall of the room, and a pair of tables and chairs by the window.
Xie Xuan opened the wardrobe and found several empty hangers inside. Two of the hangers had two identical black dresses hanging on them, and one hanger had a black shirt hanging on it. Apart from that, there was nothing else.
Wang Hua was not inside, but Xie Xuan cared a lot about the clothes.
She took out the dress and saw a small silver label on the chest.
The label looked like it was sewn onto the clothes, but on it was a string of numbers that she was very familiar with; it was her work number.
Xie Xuan lowered her head and found a small metal plate made of special anti-infection material in a similar position on her protective suit.
Xiao Yao had received this for his teammates who had sacrificed their lives during the previous subway station infection incident inside the wall.
Xie Xuan picked up another black shirt. There was also a small label like this on the chest of the black shirt. Xie Xuan had some impression of the number on it. It should be Wang Hua's.
Such a representative thing made it hard for Xie Xuan not to wonder if she had lost her memory and fallen into a loop again, just like in the moth man's domain.
She may have died twice, but why only once?
Xie Xuan suddenly thought of something and immediately stood up and looked out the window. From this position, she could see the entrance of the community.
Under the bright sunlight, four black figures were walking in from the entrance of the community.
This place is far away from the entrance of the community, but Xie Xuan can clearly see that the four dark figures are her and Wang Hua's team.
Xie Xuan was thinking about how to break the deadlock, while another Xie Xuan outside was walking in.
She no longer hesitated, she took out the gun and pointed it at her other self.
No matter what happened to this Xie Xuan, having one was enough for her.
The bullet hit the other Xie Xuan's eyebrows accurately. The other three people outside were immediately in chaos, while Xie Xuan upstairs held the gun and looked at the other her motionlessly.
Last time Xiao Yao asked her how to kill her, Xie Xuan actually didn't know herself, but at least ordinary cold weapons and hot weapons would not work.
After her superpowers were further activated, her regenerative ability became even more terrifying. As long as her entire body was not completely destroyed in an instant, she probably would not die.
But the other Xie Xuan was killed easily by just one bullet.
Xie Xuan watched the shot figure fall to the ground, put away the gun and turned around, only to see an unexpected figure appear at the door.
It was Xie Xuan who she had just killed.
There was a broken hole on her helmet, but her forehead had recovered as before, with no sign of injury.
Xie Xuan was looking at her, and she was also looking at her.
Xie Xuan turned around and looked outside. The figure lying on the ground had disappeared, and even the three people around him were gone.
She turned her head again, and "Xie Xuan" standing at the door took two steps forward silently.
Xie Xuan's eyes swept calmly over her feet. There was a black shadow that looked no different from her, but Xie Xuan did not feel the unique cold aura of her shadow from it.
I am the real one. Xie Xuan raised her head and looked at the counterfeit.
Although I know that the other person is fake, it still makes me feel a little uncomfortable to see someone who looks exactly like me standing opposite me.
This is different from looking in the mirror because the person in the mirror will not make different movements.
And the "Xie Xuan" in front of her was asking her: "Who are you?"
Xie Xuan felt that this question was too unprofessional. If she were to ask it, she would probably ask, "What are you?"
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