Forty-eight hours have passed in the blink of an eye. During these forty-eight hours, Chen Youluo and others kept exploring the way out and testing the door to survival. But after opening a door, what awaits them is another choice. Under these endless choices and endless openings, some people who are not strong-willed have reached their limit.
The prisoners, who had not eaten for forty-eight hours, began to become irritable. He kept glancing at Chen Youluo and others, as if they were selecting food, over and over again.
Finally, his eyes stopped on a mutated man who had followed him from the Demon Realm. The prisoners' expressions of disgust made Chen Youluo and others feel numb. Is this the so-called law of the jungle, where weak people can only be reduced to food?
"What are you doing?" Just as the prisoners were about to break down the mutant into food, Chen Youluo's angry shouts came to their ears.
The disapproving prisoners looked back at Chen Youluo and continued to decompose the mutated man.
"Help, boss, help, Jessica, help" Just when Chen Youluo was hesitating whether to take action, the pleading voice of the mutant who was about to be decomposed reached his and Jessica's ears.
Perhaps, no one can deprive anyone of their right to survive, but no one can stop others from doing what they want to survive. The prisoners are like this, and the mutants are like this
¡°I don¡¯t know how long they will stay here, and whether the ending will be like what was shown in that movie, where only one person can leave alive. If that was the case, Chen Youluo wouldn't do anything to stop it. The outcome was already determined anyway, so why bother forcing anything.
"Luo, please save him. It seems that for the sake of growing up with me, please save him!" Just when Chen Youluo was hesitating whether to take action, Jessica's voice rang in his ears.
"I" Seeing the tears that kept rolling in Jessica's eyes, Chen Youluo, who wanted to refuse, paused and shouted: "Stop, stop it now is not the time for internal strife. How can we Finding a way out is the most important thing at the moment. Eat, eat, I will let you eat enough after you get out from here. Now you just hang on, maybe the next door is the exit."
"Exit, are you kidding me? You, Chen Youluo, should know better than us what the situation is like here and whether we can get out! I just want to eat something now, and I will die a full man. You all have opinions. What the hell are you doing? I'm going to find a way, I'm going to look for it! If you can find it within thirty minutes, I won't eat him." After hearing Chen Youluo's promise, Prisoner A picked up the mutant in his hand and looked at Chen Youluo shouted.
"Yes, he is right, as long as you find a way out within half an hour, we will not eat him." Prisoner B agreed after Prisoner A finished what he said.
"Yes, I agree." Prisoner C seconded his opinion.
"I agree." Prisoner Ding seconded the proposal.
Chen Youluo has also experienced the feeling of being hungry. The urge to eat is more uncomfortable than death, and many people have sold their souls for it. Not to mention them, not to mention they are just a bunch of desperadoes, a bunch of prisoners who risk their lives for a mouthful of food and a little clothing.
But what will be the result when these three doors are opened? Is it really the way out? What can be done in thirty minutes? The time that passes in an instant is really the time limit given by the prisoner?
Looking at the three doors on the left and right, Chen Youluo struggled in his heart. Even if it could stop those prisoners from eating human flesh for a while, it would not stop them for a day. As long as he doesn't find a way out for a minute, they will continue to attract the attention of everyone present.
Those who are desperate for survival and will do whatever it takes to survive are the ones who can reach the end alive.
"How is it? Have you calculated the result?" Chen Youluo asked excitedly as he looked at Anji'er walking towards him.
Anji'er looked at Chen Youluo in despair, shook her head and replied: "No. I have almost calculated all the data, but I just can't decipher the data packet here. I'm sorry, brat, I really tried my best."
"It doesn't matter, it's all doomed. Since the outcome will be the same sooner or later, why don't we be happy and welcome death." Anji'er's aggrieved face made Chen Youluo feel uncomfortable. This is obviously the responsibility he should bear. , but now a woman has to bear it. Hey, what he did as a man was really tragic.
Behind each door is a room, and each room has the same four doors. What kind of rules are contained in this? Is it calculated by counting, or based on the Five Elements and Bagua.
The correct way out of the first door is the door under your feet, and the left and right sides are ice and fire respectively.
No. ?After the tunnel door is opened, the correct way out is the door on the right, and the doors above your head and under your feet are infrared nets and sharp steel knives respectively.
After the third door is opened, the correct way out is the door above the head. The doors on the left and right are flames and icicles respectively.
After the fourth door is opened, the correct door is not on the left, but on the top of the head, on the left and right sides, and in the doors under the feet. Red blood is also flowing in the door.
The fifth path
The sixth path
After each door of death is opened, there is a different murderous intention inside. There is only the Shengmen, and the eyes in each Shengmen are different, as if they are reminding and guiding them.
After the first door is opened, the inside is brown, the second is fiery red, the third is golden, the fourth is transparent, and the fifth is tender green After that, every time a door is opened, the inside is The look in his eyes kept repeating the look before.
What does this mean? Does it indicate the location of the student gate?
"Luo, what are you thinking about? Have you thought of a way to leave? Have you thought of how to get out of here?" Yin Cui saw that Chen Youluo had been cold and unresponsive for a long time, so she carefully stepped forward and patted her shoulder.
"Inot yet" Looking back at Yin Cui's expectant face, Chen Youluo sighed and replied as if he was feeling uncomfortable.
"Brother Chen, have you noticed something? I see you have been muttering there for a long time. Have you found out the pattern of these four doors, or figured out how to crack it?" Gu Feng saw Chen Youluo. The man stood there muttering for a long time without saying anything. Out of curiosity, he walked forward, patted his shoulders and asked softly.
After coming back to his senses, Chen Youluo told Gu Feng, Lao Zui, An Ji'er and others about his doubts. After listening to Chen Youluo's explanation, Gu Feng and others also felt that it made sense. But I just can't figure out the pattern and find a way to leave.
"I've had enough. Instead of living in fear like this, it's better to die and find relief." Just when Chen Youluo was about to answer Gu Feng's question, a mutant who couldn't stand the torture in his heart opened the door on the right and quickly climbed in.
In an instant, he turned into an ice sculpture. The people who stayed there began to feel fear as they looked at the motionless ice sculpture.
What frightened them was not that the mutant turned into an ice sculpture, but that after he turned into an ice sculpture, his eyes could move and his heart continued to beat. The ice only restricted his movements and did not directly kill him.
After a while, the eyes of the mutant sealed in the ice began to bulge. After two or three minutes, the ice sculpture began to overflow with red liquid. The mutant sealed in the ice looked like a dried corpse. As if leaning against the ice, his heart was still beating weakly.
"Brother Chen, look at the several doors of life and death we passed by. Each door has a pattern. The color of the door of death is softer, while the color of the door of life is much more dazzling. No matter it is the brown color of the first door , or the red color of the second door, overall the color is darker. The death door, pink, white, warm colors, relatively speaking, gives people a very comfortable feeling. Maybe the designer thinks that death is a very comfortable thing That's why we set up doors with different colors." Gu Feng, who suddenly thought of something, looked at Chen Youluo and analyzed it very seriously.
Is it really what he said? Warm colors represent death and dark colors represent life. What is the transparent color? Is this also considered a dark color?
Just when Chen Youluo was calculating what Gu Feng had just said, another mutant opened the door on the left. I saw him climbing in quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he changed from a young man in his twenties to an old man with a beard.
When the young man turned into an old man, everyone¡¯s eyes almost dropped. This, this, is there really a way in this world that can make people age quickly? Can it really make a person die of old age in an instant?
Counting the door you came in from, excluding the door with the ice sculpture, and excluding this door that is getting old quickly, the remaining door is naturally where the living door is.
When they climbed up the escalator of the fourth door, no one looked better. In just a short period of time, less than one-third of the time given to prisoners A, B, C and D, two deaths occurred.
¡°Is human life really so worthless? Can it really be treated as a game?
"Stop looking, let's go! There are still unknown dangers waiting for us ahead, and where the door to life is is waiting for you to find." Looking at Chen Youluo who was stunned in place, Yu Baoer comforted her gently.
There were four more doors to greet them. Apart from the door they came in from, he was faced with another choice of three. He was tired and really didn't want to choose. Every choice will lead to death, and every choice means that a person has lost his life. If leaving must be like this, then he would rather not.
It has only been forty-eight hours, and there is already a situation of cannibalism. If they can't find a way out, I'm afraid the remaining thirty people will riot unknowingly. At that time, it will not be solved by cannibalism. Perhaps, some people will force the weak to explore the way of survival for the sake of their own survival.
Can they really get out, can they really get out of this death game?A person has lost his life. If leaving must be like this, then he would rather not.
It has only been forty-eight hours, and there is already a situation of cannibalism. If they can't find a way out, I'm afraid the remaining thirty people will riot unknowingly. At that time, it will not be solved by cannibalism. Perhaps, some people will force the weak to explore the way of survival for the sake of their own survival.
Can they really get out, can they really get out of this death game?