Chapter 129 A Short Section
Banxia turned off the walkie-talkie and stepped back quietly.
One step, two steps, like walking on a tightrope.
She slowly backed away from the third gate of Pinda. There was a thin layer of soft mud on the ground, which made no sound when she stepped on it. The weeds in the green belt were taller than people. Downstairs of Building C of CFC Life Plaza, there was a street full of food, drink and entertainment. The street was fifty meters long, with seafood and lobster skewers, banquets, chess, cards and mahjong halls. The dilapidated and deserted store signs still had traces of burns. Banxia backed away, lowering her body, and finally crawled on the ground across the street and through the dark night. The yellow-green dead grass was driven by her clothes and backpack.
"Where are you—I found you—"
"Wonderful fruit—"
The sound was just behind the corner, close at hand, separated by a wall.
Banxia finally heard that thing talking again.
Her hands and feet were shaking. She wanted to cry out of fear, but she couldn't. Her eyes were red, but she had to hold back her tears. This was really scary. Why did she have to face such a monster alone? Banxia tried her best to steady herself and slowly distanced herself, one meter, two meters, five meters, ten meters...
It didn't seem to notice me.
Banxia saw hope.
Can escape!
Banxia, if God bless you, you will definitely be able to turn danger into safety! Everyone in the world is dead except you. In the words of BG, you are destined to be the protagonist!
The main character won't die!
Banxia shouted to herself in her heart.
She crawled on the ground and slowly backed away, gradually moving away from the corner where Pin Dasan was. Big Eyes really didn't notice her, and it didn't stick its head out! In fact, if it just stuck its head out, it would be doomed, but it just didn't stick its head out to take a look!
The girl began to feel the joy of escaping the disaster.
She estimated in her mind that the distance was about thirty or forty meters, and the alley should have ended.
Banxia looked up and saw a white sign of Yumixiang above her head. The alley had indeed come to an end. Yumixiang was a restaurant at the corner of the alley entrance. Looking back, there was a road crossing behind her. She had already retreated to the alley entrance, while Big Eyes was still on Pin Dasan's side and did not chase after her.
This made her feel a little relieved.
Banxia quietly got up, changed from crawling to kneeling, and then from kneeling to bending over, and finally turned around and crouched forward along the wall, preparing to leave this alley and take another route back. The girl moved very cautiously, leaning against the wall at the corner of the intersection, not in a hurry to move, and first sticking her head out to observe the environment on the road -
Banxia poked his head out, and the other party also poked his head out.
The girl saw her own reflection in a huge red pupil.
What kind of eye is that? The deep red pupil is like flowing blood. It is liquid, but it will suddenly solidify the moment it locks onto a target. It is a vortex, a black hole. Anyone who stares at it will feel like they are staring into the abyss. Banxia seemed to have her soul sucked away the moment she looked into it, and the soul reshaped a Banxia in the eyeball. Within a Planck time, the big eye obtained all the information about Banxia.
For a moment, Banxia's mind went completely blank. After 0.0001 seconds, extreme fear destroyed all her rationality. She screamed and turned to run away.
"ah--!"
The scream lasted only half a second before being cut off.
Banxia had just taken two steps when her feet suddenly felt empty and her body fell a long way down. Her waist and abdomen hit the hard road surface. The pain was so severe that she opened her mouth but could not make a sound.
The remaining rationality in her brain immediately told her that she had fallen into a well. There must be a manhole without a cover on the road. This was not her first time falling into a well, so she had experience. But before Banxia could react, cold, salty water poured into her throat, and then submerged her eyes, ears, nose and all her senses. It felt like someone had hit her hard on the head with a club. In an instant, the world was spinning and her eyes were black. The last bit of clarity and the air in her lungs gurgled out. She didn't understand why there was running water in the well, and it was such a turbulent and ferocious running water. It was simply an underground river.
Banxia was swept into the current and immediately lost consciousness in the pitch-black water. It was as if she was thrown into a washing machine filled with water. Her head was sometimes above the water and sometimes under it. She only knew that she was still alive, but she was not far from death.
In such a chaotic state, the human brain cannot even collect any valid information, can't make any judgment, can't think of anything, and can't save itself. Most people's brains are in a shutdown state from being swept away by the current to drowning. Banxia's brain is also down at this moment, and her mind is full of gurgling sounds.
She was swept into the deep part of the well by the current, and it wouldn't be long before she became a floating corpse that had turned white from being soaked, and would be eaten by fish.
It was the backpack that saved her life.
The backpack was caught on something in the sewer, and its drifting speed was suddenly slowed down. The girl had no choice but to stick her head out of the water and cough.
She tried to grab something to stabilize her body, but the cement wall she touched was wet and slippery, covered with moss and algae. She could not see anything in the dark sewer, not a single ray of light, only the rumbling sound of water in the darkness.
Banxia tiptoed carefully until her feet touched the ground.
She tried to steady herself. The water was as deep as her chest, but the flow rate was not as fast as before. It might be that the water flowed into the main well with a larger inner diameter.
She carefully groped forward along the inner wall, half walking and half swimming in the chest-deep water, letting the current carry her forward. As a southern city, Nanjing has a complex and huge underground sewage system. This huge sewer system was backflowed by seawater in the post-apocalyptic era, and it became an extremely dangerous underground river. Algae grew at the bottom of the river, and invisible undercurrents surged. It was not surprising to see sharks prowling in it.
After soaking in the water for an unknown amount of time, Banxia finally found the ladder.
She seized the opportunity to climb up.
She climbed up step by step, pulling her heavy body soaked in water. She used all her strength to push up the manhole cover above her head. When she breathed in the fresh air, she felt like she had returned to the world and finally escaped from the dark and terrifying underground sewer.
She moved to the ground like mud, and after doing all this, she could no longer move.
All her limbs were out of control, not even a finger could move. Banxia lay there wet and limp, her eyes unable to open, her breathing very weakly, like a rotten sponge soaked with water. Sea water flowed out of her mouth and nose, forming a small river under her chin. It was hard to imagine that she had drunk so much water. The girl coughed and began to vomit, and all she vomited was water.
Should get in touch with BG as soon as possible.
But can the radio still be used after it is soaked in water?
Not only the radio was soaked in water, but everything was soaked in water...
Where am I...
The girl thought vaguely, her consciousness became more and more blurred, and finally she fell into a coma.
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When BG4MSR left the channel, the command center knew something was wrong.
Something big happened.
Just at the critical moment of escaping from Big Eyes' pursuit, the communication was cut off. This was too fatal. Not only the life of BG4MSR, but also the lives of everyone in the command center.
"Lost contact?" Lian Qiao was surprised and stopped abruptly.
"What's the reason?" Bai Yang asked.
"We don't know either. The headquarters is in a mess and we're investigating urgently." Dad answered on the phone, "I hope it's not a ghost... Lao Wang! Lao Wang, where are all your stupid friends? Call them all! Search all channels!"
"What the hell do you mean by pig-dog friends?" Wang Ning was cursing in the background noise.
"Dog meat friend!" Bai Zhen changed his words.
"That's called a drinking buddy!" Wang Ning said, "You're a drinking buddy! I'm in touch!"
No one knows why BG4MSR suddenly lost connection. The most likely possibility is that it hit Big Eyes, but no one dares to think of this result.
After twenty years, there was very little the headquarters could do. They could only try their best and use all means to restore contact.
Zhao Bowen prayed silently in his heart, he hoped that the disconnection was just due to a sudden frequency hopping. Trans-time and space communication relies on the Black Moon's stretching of time and space, which itself may not be a stable mechanism. If the state of the Black Moon changes, then the frequency of BG4MSR may jump to other bands.
Please don't let anything happen.
During the long and unbearable radio silence, Zhao Bowen and everyone else repeated this sentence in their hearts.
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Pinellia was awakened by the cold.
She didn't know how long she had been unconscious. When she woke up, she just felt cold. Her whole body was soaked in sea water. At night, the wind could quickly take away the heat from her body. If she didn't keep warm quickly, she would suffer from hypothermia.
In addition to being cold, she also felt pain. There was no part of her body that didn't hurt. Banxia shivered as she took off her wet clothes. She groaned in pain every time she turned over. She had no choice but to take off a little bit and then lie on the ground to rest. After she had rested, she continued to take off her clothes until she had taken off all the wet clothes and threw them on the ground.
Where is this place?
The girl lay on the ground, gasping for breath. She looked up but couldn't see the night sky. Wherever she reached out her hand, she saw only rubble.
Banxia was completely lost. She didn't know where she was. She had been washed away by the water in the dark sewer. She was taken wherever the water flowed and had no idea which way was which.
Where is this?
Banxia propped herself up, tried to straighten her body, and let out a cry of "ouch".
Bumped head.
She rubbed her head, raised her hand and touched upwards, and touched a thick concrete beam.
This concrete beam was pressing on her head. She could touch it if she raised her head. She then felt around and found collapsed walls in the east and protruding steel bars in the west. All of them were pressing on her head. There were also scattered bricks piled on the ground. Banxia roughly understood what kind of environment she was in. This was a ruin, under a collapsed building. She had just crawled out of a well under the ruins, and above her head was a high-rise reinforced concrete building weighing millions of tons.
Banxia knew where she was.
Life Plaza.
She remembered that there was a big pit in the Rensheng Plaza opposite the South Library. The plaza was severely damaged. It was the most severely damaged place in Qinhuai District. The entire building collapsed, leaving only a large piece of ruins.
So she actually didn't run too far. Life Insurance is right next to CFC Plaza, only about three or four hundred meters away.
The walkie-talkie was still stuck on the shoulder strap of the backpack. Banxia pulled it out, shook off the water, and turned the switch, but there was no response.
It's said to be waterproof, but it's broken now.
She shook her head and put the receiver back.
The backpack was also half full of water. She turned the bag upside down and shook it, and the water splashed all over the floor. She put all the things back in place, and she knew without even looking that they were all soaked beyond recognition. Banxia sat naked in the dark, tied up her wet hair and tried to wring it dry, but was stunned when she touched it.
The hair is shorter.
The hair was shorter. The long hair that originally reached the back now only reached the shoulders. When I touched it, I found that the ends of the hair were neatly cut.
What happened? When was the hair cut?
Banxia was a little puzzled. She wrung out her short hair, then scooped up the dry dust and rubbed it on her body, rubbing her frozen hands and feet vigorously.
It was easy to do since she knew where she was. She could crawl back and rest until she regained her strength. Banxia crawled out from under the ruins, dragging her backpack. The moon just came out and under the silvery moonlight, there was a large shallow pit on the square, blocking the girl. It was indeed the Rensheng Plaza.
Big Eyes was not around, which made Banxia feel relieved. Shouldn’t it be time for it to go back to Xinjiekou?
The girl was like a clay figurine, carrying her wet bag, stepping barefoot on the hard rubble, limping across the big pit. No one knew when the pit was formed, and the culprit that caused the pit was still buried headfirst in the ground, burned black and more than a person tall. It was probably the wreckage of a crashed fighter jet, or an unexploded aerial bomb.
Banxia didn't even take a second look. The city of Nanjing was littered with pits of all sizes, including foxholes dug during the war, craters formed by bomb explosions, impact craters from plane crashes, and all kinds of other things - it's hard to find people with two legs in this world, but there are many pits on the ground.
The teacher once reminded her not to approach these things rashly, because the duds were unstable and it was hard to tell when they would explode.
There were broken glass all over the ground and her feet were cut and bleeding, but Banxia didn't feel any pain. She climbed out of the pit with difficulty and was almost tripped by a ball on the way.
Banxia, ah, Banxia, are you really destined to be the protagonist?
Banxia said in her heart.
If you call this the protagonist, then the author is damned, right?
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(Author Jun's idle talk: Next is the time for friendly recommendations! I recommend "Global Game: Inheriting Super God-level Civilization at the Beginning", a digital interstellar war theme!)
(End of this chapter)
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