Myth resurrection, I became the villain boss

Chapter 3 The Building That Doesn't Exist

Chapter 3 The Building That Doesn't Exist
Sure enough, it was almost eleven o'clock when the two of them finished working overtime and finished today's work.

The entire building of the company was darkened.

Feng Mian faithfully delivered the ginger candy to the gate of the community.

But Jiang Tang hesitated, and looked at him pitifully: "I'm a little scared, can Brother Feng walk with me for a while, my building is not far away."

The little girl was cowardly, looking at him with big dark eyes, Feng Mian had no choice but to send Buddha to the west, and simply sent her to the door of the house.

Jiang Tang stood at the door and waved to him, with a sweet smile on his face as always: "Thank you, Brother Feng! I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow!"

He smiled: "You're welcome, I'm on the way too."

The girl stood at the door of the house with her hands behind her back, watched his back disappear into the elevator, and then opened the door and went home.

She didn't turn on the light, and stretched out her hand to pin the broken hair on her cheek behind her ear, then raised her hand slightly, and the black bracelet on her left hand glowed faintly.

A blue translucent panel suddenly appeared in front of him.

Doomsday Survival Mission:

1. Find the abnormal state of the community (completed)
2. Solve the abnormal situation (not completed)

After completing the above tasks, you can get other tasks and randomly unlock the channels for obtaining abilities.

Hidden mission: prevent the villain boss from sleeping and destroying the world (progress: 1/100)

Reward: Get a wish.

She pouted dissatisfiedly: "Tenderness means won't work, it's too slow."

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After Feng Mian delivered the ginger candy, she walked out of the building where she lived.

Apart from the patrolling security guards, no one was encountered along the way, and the whole neighborhood was shrouded in silence and darkness.

There were a lot of security guards, divided into several teams, walking back and forth in the community with flashlights, remembering what Jiang Tang said during the day, it seemed that the situation was indeed not optimistic.

He walked towards the gate of the community and was about to go home when he saw a dark shadow out of the corner of his eye.

No, to be precise, it was a misty translucent shadow.

The hazy black mist rose slowly from the ground until it covered the surface of the building, within which it seemed that something could be vaguely seen moving.

What is this?Feng Mian was horrified.

Countless shadows like this on the ground flowed towards the building, gathered downstairs, and slowly climbed up the wall.

The black became thicker and thicker, gradually covering the original building.

The security guards passed by the road in front of the building without looking sideways, as if they couldn't see the strange fog at all, or they couldn't see the building at all.

Thinking that one more thing is worse than one less thing, and this situation is too weird, Feng Mian didn't want to get involved, but there was something in that building that attracted him like a fascinated soul.

He looked at the rich black, and moved his steps in a strange way, unable to control his approach.

Although he clearly knew that he shouldn't have walked there, his body seemed to lose control and walked downstairs.

Standing at the entrance, a cold breath suddenly rose from the soles of the feet.

Frozen by the air-conditioning, Feng Mian was able to fully wake up, and he immediately turned around and prepared to leave the community immediately and go home.

Turning around, the whole person froze in place.

Where is the road?What about the building?What about security?
The road I came from disappeared inexplicably, and there was an empty night in front of me. All the buildings disappeared, there was no one, and it didn't look like the original community at all.

Feng Mian's heart trembled for a while, what's the matter?
The pitch-black entrance in front of him was like the mouth of a wild beast, about to swallow everything silently.

He felt that indescribable attraction in his heart again, only the entrance remained in his eyes, and everything around him faded from his vision.

After entering the building, Feng Mian regretted it for a while, why did he run in?Isn't this asking for trouble?

There was a dark corridor in front of him, and a lamp was on in the distance, emitting a dim orange light. The chill inside the building was even heavier. His teeth were chattering from the cold, and white mist was exhaled between his breaths.

"Isn't it a collision?"

He folded his arms and rubbed them, and walked cautiously towards the direction where the light was on.

It was an elevator, and the door of the elevator was open, revealing the light inside.

The elevator door was always open, as if it was waiting for him to go in. Standing at the door, his scalp began to tingle.

Whether it is in movies or novels, elevators are the best source of horror. Countless murderers throwing corpses and countless supernatural events are related to elevators.

He really didn't want to go in.

But the elevator still opened its mouth wide, as if it would not close the door unless he came in.

There was no way out when he wanted to go out, there was darkness behind him, full of that black mist, and he couldn't find a way out at all.

Not to mention that he might not be able to go back even if he went out, the community had already disappeared from his sight when he approached here.

Feng Mian can't tell now whether he was bewitched by something, saw a hallucination, or has come to an independent and strange space.

What happened in just ten minutes directly refreshed his cognition.

He had no choice but to step into the elevator.

The moment he entered, the elevator door closed with a "ding--".

Standing in a closed space, the depression in his heart was magnified invisible, and Feng Mian had goose bumps all over his body.

He lowered his head, trying his best not to look at the reflective projection on the metal wall, God knows what he would see if he looked up?
The elevator slowly ascended, and every second was extremely difficult.

Unknown fear surrounded him, and countless pictures that might appear after the elevator door opened had already appeared in his mind.

During the long tens of seconds, his mind was turned back and forth, as if he was waiting for a judgment, and the shirt on his back was already soaked with sweat.

"Ding--"

The elevator door opens.

For a moment, Feng Mian even felt that his heart was about to stop, and subconsciously held his breath.

But the outside of the elevator was extremely normal, the corridor was lit, and without the darkness, the lingering coldness in my heart dissipated a lot.

He stepped out of the elevator with weak steps, the corridor was very quiet, only the sound of his own footsteps.

But within a few steps, the inexplicable sense of disobedience in my heart became more serious.

What did he seem to overlook?
what is it then?

Why does it feel so strange?
The corridor with the lights on was extremely ordinary, with a few ordinary paintings hanging on the walls of the corridor, and the floor was neat and clean.

Everything here is so ordinary and so abnormal.

painting!
Feng Mian froze in place, in front of his eyes was the painting hanging on the door of a house he just passed, the style of the painting was childish, and the frame was of poor quality.

The painting was not very pretty, it could even be said to be ugly.

He turned his head slowly.

Look at the painting of spring outing.

He couldn't be more familiar with it, because this painting was drawn by him when he was a child!
All the sense of disobedience from the beginning of entering here has been explained—isn’t this the building he lived in when he was a child?
"Mian'er, why didn't you know to call Dad when you came back? Your mother and I didn't even buy groceries!"

(End of this chapter)

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