my dream adventure

Chapter 53 Escape from the Secret Room ([-])

There is no window in the room, only an extremely narrow ventilation opening, and there are iron bars around the outer circle, so that bright light shines in.

Can vaguely hear the faint chirping of insects outside the vent, or the chirping of birds?
With the dim light, he could see the dense and layered lettering on the wall.

There are pitted handwriting drawn by bottle caps, and light brown stains left after the ketchup and chili sauce given by fast food are applied and dried.

Of course, these are still within the normal range.

There are also a large number of traces written with unknown harmonious liquid.

These fonts are generally messy, and it doesn't feel like something written by a highly educated person, and there are even some messy ghost characters.

However, Lin Yuan could still recognize some typical content, such as curses, resentment, repentance, and sentences asking for forgiveness from the gods.

The newspaper was torn into shreds, and some parts even showed signs of decay. He fiddled with his toes and found a piece of paper with the date written on it.

"February 2015?"

Then he found several newspapers from 2016, 2017, and 2018. It seems that one after another, several groups of people were detained here in turn?

"This is still a mobile prison? But where were these people taken?"

The strap on the thumb was very strong, and he rubbed it against the wall for a long time before breaking the plastic rope.

His hands were finally free, and the first thing he did was to activate the system panel, but the icons on the special equipment and skill bars all turned gray?
The button to log out of the game is also gone?
Even Alice, the elf guide, can't wake up?

It seems that the system really wants him to go into battle "with bare hands" to kill the enemy?

The personal attribute column shows that his health is hovering at the edge of 50%. This body is extremely weak. In addition to the injury on his leg, he is probably suffering from a terminal illness.

Lin Yuan's current situation is not easy. The body is tired, injured, hungry, sick, and all kinds of negative states are superimposed.

Even if his willpower is more tenacious than ordinary people, if he is locked up in this ghost place for a week, people who are not crazy at first will probably be driven crazy.

No wonder the writing on the walls is full of crazy words.

The only exit from this room was the iron door painted blue on the opposite wall.

He struggled to tear off the tape wrapped around himself, and staggered over to observe the iron gate.

The iron door was thick and had signs of being struck by heavy objects. The door was locked from the outside, leaving only a palm-sized opening for water and food.

Through the gap, you can see the corridor outside, peeling green walls, broken wooden tables and stools, giving people the feeling that the age is not ordinary.

"Is there anyone, is there anyone!"

"Someone just answer!"

He yelled desperately, only Lin Yuan's empty echo came from the corridor, and there were no other people's voices. For now, he can only rely on himself.

Picking up a chair is a smash!

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang——

After smashing it for a long time, the iron door did not move at all. Although it was expected, it was still a little bit disappointed.

"I'm so tired, what should I do..."

He felt tired and hungry, so he could only slump on the chair and lie down. At this moment, something cold and cold suddenly bounced on his face.

"What the hell am I?"

In the end, it turned out to be a grasshopper?
……

"Come on, baby, come on, put it in your brother's mouth, it's okay, soon, it won't hurt!"

If you just listen to these words, you will think that some wretched man is performing some kind of wretched behavior.

The actual picture is...

He was lying on the ground, trying to stretch out his claws on an innocent little grasshopper.

It was already the early morning of the second day, and last night there was a heavy rain outside, with thunder and lightning, which made it impossible for him to sleep at all.

The state of the whole person, as if being repeatedly run over by a large truck...

Fortunately, part of the rain was splashed in, and a puddle of water gathered on the ground.

He scooped the rainwater into the bottle bit by bit with an empty mineral water bottle, waited for the clarification, and took a sip slowly, feeling that the cells in his body were softening.

The problem of water source has been solved, how to fill the stomach has become the key.

So, the grasshopper that jumped in yesterday aroused his interest. I heard that insects are all protein, and the taste is still crunchy?
No matter what, he wants to grab it and taste it.

When the body is on the verge of crisis, some civilized people's attention has long been forgotten.

Whether it is eating x or drinking x, as long as he is alive, let him go to xxxx!

The first feeling when throwing a grasshopper into the mouth is, uh, why are these legs and feet knocking on the mouth?

Then with a hard bite, the grasshopper's abdomen burst open!

The taste is a bit like a mixture of earth and grass juice, but it is still very disgusting, and I quickly swallowed it down the rainwater.

He simply treated the wound on the leg, the wound was not deep, it was scratched by a sharp knife, and there were signs of suppuration, but luckily the bleeding had stopped.

There is no disinfection medicine in this room, so there is no way to do further treatment.

When he was bored, he began to observe the white wall covered with words.

Someone wrote many orthographic characters on it, and the strange thing is that every orthographic character will stop abruptly at the seventh stroke.

Could it be that after staying in this room for seven days, something special will happen?

A reasonable guess is that every person imprisoned here will be taken away by the mysterious person who imprisoned them after a certain period of time.

And what is the purpose of the mysterious man detaining them here?
Human experiments by mad scientists?

Illegal organ trafficking?

A bloody feast of perverted killers?
Of course, relying on blind guessing will not work, he can only read the above text word by word, trying to find a little clue.

Then, in an obscure corner, he found a diary.

"One day in June 2016, I was locked up in this strange ghost place, and someone offered me a sum of money to hire me as a cleaner.

I was tricked into getting into the car, he drugged me, and when I woke up, my hands and feet were shackled and I was put into a hospital gown.

He would bring me food every day, and sometimes listen to my nagging, but he just refused to let me out.

I didn't think he wanted to hurt me, so I threatened him that I would kill myself, and the next day, he put drugs in his food.

In the next two days, I felt like I was in a trance, as if I was dancing on a cloud, my consciousness was scattered and muddled, and I couldn't even control my hands and feet.

He asked me, what is the worst thing you have ever done in your life?
I said that when I was a child, I caught many birds and plucked all their feathers to make shuttlecock kicks.

He said, you are lying.

Then I talked a lot about the past, even I began to forget—”

(End of this chapter)