Chapter 338 This damn running speed
“It’s really him!”
Han Fei thought of Feng Ziyu when the middle-aged man mentioned big companies. Back then, the map of the dead building was not yet available. When being deleted from the shallow world of "Perfect Life", Feng Ziyu and his colleagues were the last two testers to enter the Dead Building Community. It is easy to understand that Butterfly Club would target him.
"Feng Ziyu is very low-key and doesn't communicate with others very much. If it weren't for the occasional noise in his room, I would have suspected that the room upstairs was empty." The middle-aged man's face was full of regret: " I really shouldn't be meddling in other people's business. The fortune teller has always He told me before that the age of forty is a hurdle, so let me take care of myself."
"It is better to improve my abilities than to believe in fate." Han Fei helped the middle-aged man up: "That neighbor of yours. Have you done anything unusual in recent days? ”
"I haven't seen him in the past few days. He seems to have never left the door. By the way! Some time ago, there was always a knock on the door in the corridor every night, and it seemed that it was his door!"
< br>"Is there a knock on the door at night?"
"It was after midnight. I thought it was him calling for some service at night. I understand that he has been single for so many years, so I didn't think much about it." Middle-aged male He didn't dare to touch the clothes next to him and stood cautiously behind Han Fei: "Except for the knock on the door, there seemed to be no other abnormalities."
"Do you still remember where you woke up?" Han Fei I want to work backwards and see if I can find any useful clues in the place where the middle-aged man woke up. After all, he couldn't have run into the cabinet on his own because he was unconscious. Something must have moved him.
“I don’t remember, it was probably in that direction.” The middle-aged man pointed behind him: “I was so panicked all the way that I didn’t pay attention, but I remember one thing. It was thrown on the ground where I woke up. Wearing many torn bloody clothes, all with black writing on them.”
In reality, Feng Ziyu disappeared, no one was seen alive, and no body was found dead.
Looking at the last message he sent to Huang Ying, it seems that he was led step by step into the depths of the dream by the butterfly, and he also saw room 4444.
If room 4444 is the passage for butterflies to connect reality and the deep world, then Feng Ziyu should be in the deep world now.
The neighbor's uncle was an accident. For a "thing" like him that was of little use, Butterfly might have simply discarded him in the "wardrobe passage" and left him to fend for himself.
Han Fei tried hard to connect the limited information in his mind: "Reality, the depths of dreams, the deep world... Is it possible that these three are connected in this way? In reality, people's consciousness and dreams are interconnected. Connection, the depths of dreams and butterflies 44 Room 44 is connected, and room 4444 is connected to the deep world through the closet passage? After all, the number of room 4444 is different from that of any room in the dead building, and it does not belong to the dead building strictly speaking."
"But in this case, the question arises, what is room 4444? Is it really a room?"
With the black box and spiritual summoning talents, for Han Fei, the entire "Perfect Life" game It's like his room 4444.
Everyone can be summoned as long as they log in to the game and meet certain conditions.
If you think about it this way, what will Butterfly's Room 4444 be?
“It seems that I am limited by my inertial thinking, but one thing can be speculated-if there is no room 4444 in the dead building, then maybe the only way to enter that special room is through the closet passage.” ”
Thinking of this, Han Fei felt that he could not waste any more time. He had to find the exit as soon as possible while the exit button was on.
"Let's go and see where you woke up first." Han Fei supported the middle-aged man and looked at the silent woman next to him: "Let's go together, I promise to help you find Child. "
In the past, Han Fei, who was afraid of society, was most afraid of attracting attention from others in public, but now he has always become the core of the team without knowing it.
Faced with the pressure of survival, he has long been reborn.
Walking through the bloody clothes, time slowly lost its meaning. The despair on the middle-aged man’s face became more and more intense. But whenever he had the idea of giving up, he would always see Han Fei’s firm face. Face.
He couldn't find any fear on Han Fei's face. This man, who was much younger than him, gave people a sense of stability. That kind of confidence and indifference seeped out from his bones, as if he had the power to win. With his trump card, he can leave this terrible world at any time.
Under Han Fei's influence, the middle-aged men and women were no longer so depressed, and a faint hope arose in their hearts - maybe they could really find a way out.
There were more and more blood-stained clothes, and no one knew how far they had gone. Han Fei, who was at the back of the team, suddenly patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and whispered something in his ear.
“Don’t look back, keep moving forward at a normal speed.”
“What’s wrong.”
"Tell the woman who opened the way that there is a blood-coated creature following us. It seems to be a monster disguised as a blood-coated man. Ask her to speed up in one minute and see if she can get rid of the monster." Han Fei said quickly and calmly. The tone, told the very bad news that they were targeted by the most difficult thing in the closet.
The middle-aged man truthfully relayed Han Fei's words to the woman. A few dozen seconds later, the woman suddenly started running wildly. The middle-aged man and Han Fei, who had been prepared for a long time, also ran forward together.
Knowing that he had been discovered, the monster disguised in blood clothes revealed his true appearance.
Two blood-red arms came out of the sleeves, and a face covered with cloth appeared on the bloody clothes. The red cloth grew into the flesh, and the clothes became part of it. Like its skin.
It was very fast, like a blood-red shadow, constantly closing the distance between it and Han Fei and the others.
Not long after running out, the difference in physical strength between the three survivors was already obvious.
Han Fei remained calm and did not use all his strength. The woman followed him closely, while the middle-aged man was panting and his legs were slowly losing strength.
Now as long as the middle-aged man is left behind, Han Fei and the woman can easily escape. The size of the middle-aged man's body is enough to feed the evil shadow for a long time.
“Bang!”
Perhaps he was too scared, and the middle-aged man, whose legs were already weak, tripped over the pile of clothes on the ground.
When he fell, the middle-aged man's face turned gray. At that moment, he was completely engulfed in despair, and blood spots began to appear on his originally clean clothes.
"Give me your hand!"
While escaping, Han Fei kept observing his surroundings. He had no choice but to do so. He had so much experience in escaping that he had already formed a habit of many things. .
Seeing that the blood-clothed monster was about to catch up, Han Fei grabbed the middle-aged man's hand and dragged him, and now he started to really exert his strength.
With the blessing of the dead building security patrol talent, Han Fei's running speed has become a bit exaggerated. If passersby saw Han Fei running in the dark in the middle of the night, they would probably think that they had seen a ghost. (End of chapter)