Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1552 The person who wants to come in

Wu Yiliu lay on his back on the sofa, listening to the low breathing of his companions in the room, his palms were covered with cold sweat.He seemed to be held down by some kind of force. He wanted to move, but he couldn't; he wanted to open his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

... That face belonged to Cui Ning, but it wasn't.

He was too familiar with that look: the original facial features still belonged to Cuining, but the whole face was like soft wax being heated, and he couldn't tell where it was deformed and changed, and his accent was out of place. With one pull, the soft waxy face would slowly slip off the bone.

Abby had already entered the house in the dark, and the thing that seemed to be Cui Ning was following her at close range, but she didn't notice anything unusual at all.After the two of them entered the room, he held his breath and waited for a while, except for the rustling of the bed quilt, he didn't even hear a scream.

If it was really not Cui Ning, how could Abby have not noticed something was wrong until now?
By now, the evolutionary's eyes had already adapted to the darkness; when she walked in and climbed into bed with that thing, there would always be a chance to face to face, and Abby should have figured out that it wasn't Cui Ning anyway, right?

Since she was so calm, there was only one explanation, and it was the one he was least willing to think about.

Wu Yiliu let out a breath as quietly as possible, and the corners of his eyes were hot for a moment.He wants to curl up, he wants to run out of this dungeon, he wants to hide in a place where no one is there, whatever, go to some fucking dungeon to test-he escaped for so many years, no matter how lonely the situation has become It's tough, and he always keeps an arm's length away from others. Didn't he escape in the end?
Compared with other doomsday worlds, this is not reasonable at all, he has already left that place, how could he still...

He almost yelled when Abby entered the room, but swallowed the warning just in time.Yes, what followed behind Abi might be the "unwelcome creature" in the warning of the dungeon; but there is a bigger possibility, and a worse possibility - it is not Cuining who has the problem, but him .

Wu Yiliu lay in the deep darkness, knowing that no one fell asleep.The other three would never have imagined that the member who seemed to be the most reliable and the most famous member in this mission was stepping on the edge of the cliff of doubt and fear, and would fall without a place to die at any time.The low breaths of the people formed a weak turbid heat flow, which dissipated after hitting the cold night like silence and ice.

The pale light came in from the window, just reflected on the clock on the wall, and the black hands moved on the dim dial.A piece of elongated moonlight fell on the floor in front of the fireplace, and the black shadows of branches and leaves swayed gently in the white moonlight.

He caught his breath and forced himself to calm down a little.The nightmare from the place where he was born has been with him for so many years. He originally thought that he was used to it and knew how to coexist with it; I couldn't move my place on the sofa for a long time.

Now is not the time to suffer from phobias, he must cheer up and get rid of this copy first.

Lying on the sofa, he glanced at the TV set on the fireplace through half-closed eyes.Along with the lights in the room, the TV dimmed appropriately, and the cartoon figure froze in the dark blue.Except for the portrait with crude painting and stiff smile, there are no rules or text prompts. Even the testers who specialize in dungeons are most afraid of encountering this kind of dungeons.

Sometimes the best way to immobilize a man is not to tell him what to do that is foul; it is not to tell him what to do that is not foul.For example, none of the four instance testers in this camping hut has said a word since they started to rest, because no one knows whether talking is considered a "rest".

It seems that at least for now, he can only lie frozen on this short two-seater sofa... Maybe he will lie there until tomorrow morning with such nervous tension.

Wu Yiliu looked at his feet on the armrest of the sofa, and began to think about the possible settings and conditions of this dungeon—even though the rules were not shown on the TV, it was still not untraceable.For example, they are now in a mountain hut, so is this a survival instance?What is the connection between the two parts of the copy?
He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he gradually forgot that he was pretending to rest, and his eyes opened wider and wider.When he realized that he had unknowingly changed from lying on his back to leaning on him, he couldn't help being surprised—but even though the cartoon on the TV was facing him, this time he didn't make a sound, as if as long as you Don't talk, it doesn't care whether your resting posture is standard.

……why?
Tell them to lie silently in the dark, what is the purpose?
Wu Yiliu's train of thought was suddenly interrupted.He stared fixedly ahead, cast in the patch of white moonlight on the ground in front of the fireplace, at this moment, under the black shadow of the branches, there was an... oval shadow.The round shadow remained motionless, as if it was sticking to the window, looking straight in - no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a human head.

Wu Yiliu slowly turned his gaze towards the living room window.

He was already mentally prepared that he would see a human face—but to his surprise, there was still nothing outside the glass window, except for the dark night sky and the mountains and forests that were more gloomy than the night sky. saw nothing.

Wu Yiliu took a low breath, and glanced at the shadow on the ground out of the corner of his eye.Not only was the black shadow of the head still there, but as if he knew he had been spotted, he shrank back slightly, then suddenly turned around and disappeared - Wu Yiliu turned his head quickly, and the window was still as silent and empty as before , as if nothing had happened.

He couldn't pretend no matter what, jumped up from the sofa, leaned on the sofa with one hand, jumped over, and rushed towards the door of the wooden house - the direction where the shadow turned and disappeared just now was the entrance of the camping wooden house door direction.

Wu Yiliu slammed his shoulder against the door panel with a "bang", and pushed the door against it with his own strength—only after waiting for a few seconds, the door was calm and quiet, and there was not even a trace of being bumped into by someone; he listened carefully, Outside the door was still as silent as before.The sound he made alarmed the people in the room, and Pence didn't seem to dare to speak loudly, so he could only ask angrily, "What's wrong? What's going on?"

"I don't know, it seems that something is coming in from outside," Wu Yiliu also responded in a low voice, "Are the windows of your room closed?"

"I, I'm going to close now," Cuining's hurried voice came from another room.Wu Yiliu couldn't help but feel a sinking heart - Cuining seemed to be fine, but it was him who had the problem.

"What?" Abby asked in a strained voice, "You saw it?"

"No, I only saw a shadow." Seeing that the cartoon portrait on TV remained silent, Wu Yiliu's volume gradually returned to normal.He heard rustling footsteps coming from both bedrooms, turned his head to follow the sound, and found that several people had come out of the room——after getting used to the darkness, he could see clearly through the skylight outside the window. When they came out, Abby, Cuining, and Burns were all very normal, and none of their faces were heated soft wax.

Just as Wu Yiliu was about to speak, he suddenly stopped.He glanced at the feet of the three of them, and then at his own.None of them planned to rest. In this dungeon where no one could figure out the situation, they were all ready to react at any time, so no one took off their shoes when they went to bed.

... Then, whose shoes did Abi refer to when he entered the room, "There are a pair of shoes here, don't trip over them"?
　I wrote this chapter for two days, and I had positive and optimistic thoughts and emotions such as "it's better to be a pigeon" and "it's better to die".

　
(End of this chapter)