Rubik's Cube Seven Days Dream

Xu Minglang turned off the flashlight, trying to save electricity as much as possible.For a moment in the darkness, only the light from the elevator car remained.He pulled out the trolley used to block the elevator door and walked in, but Zhou Xuerong did not rush to follow, but asked, "Have you figured it out? Which floor do you want to go to?"

Xu Minglang's fingers lingered on the keypad, but he didn't answer.

Because the glass was broken in the corridor, the wind began to blow in, and on the ground outside the broken window, there was a tattered corpse lying.

Knowing that the zombie couldn't be killed at all, they didn't bother much, and just opened the window and threw the little monster down.It's just that what makes Xu Minglang tangled up now is, how many floors should he choose?Should we save Zhao Dongxiang first?Or go back to the seventh floor and gather first, then make plans?

Now Xu Minglang finally knows why the people behind the scenes folded the space of the stairs and sealed the windows, but kept the elevator as the only means of transportation in the entire hospital.

That person had expected it.

Now the initiative to use the elevator is in their hands. As long as they want, they can even occupy the elevator forever and never go anywhere.And Xu Minglang definitely can't do such a dishonorable thing. The real embarrassment for him is that there are three people who are defenseless on the seventh floor on the one hand, and on the other hand, they are in danger but don't know which floor they are on. Zhao Dongxiang, how should he choose?

According to the fighting power of this zombie, the three people on the seventh floor might be able to handle it. Although Xu Minglang was worried, he was confident in Yu Haohuai's physical strength and adaptability.On the contrary, Zhao Dongxiang, this game is obviously aimed at him, he is very likely to be surrounded by zombies now, plus he is the oldest, and his physical fitness and other aspects are not as good as young people...

Xu Minglang thought of Cao Jing, that woman who was not accepted by them from the beginning until the end without even a tombstone.

Disemboweled, tormented by the most feared karma until the last moment of life.

Will Zhao Dongxiang be like her?

Thinking of this, Xu Minglang felt tight in his chest.This game really can't be dead anymore, otherwise the next situation will be completely different.He didn't have to use his head to imagine how disheartened they would be, how fear would fuel mutual suspicion and make them trustless.

Since they entered this crazy world, the people behind the scenes have not reminded them of anything other than giving them an invitation letter. If it weren't for Zhou Xuerong's hints several times, Xu Minglang would not have even realized it after leaving the supermarket. , or do not want to believe that this world is fake.

The fewer hints, the more room for guesswork.Every time they arrive at a new location, it is a brand new round, and there is no hint at all about who this round corresponds to and what the rules are.

If Cao Jing's death in the last round could be attributed to accident, it was just her bad luck, so forget it.But once Zhao Dongxiang dies, this accident will be overthrown, and Ye Jiawen, who survived, will also be questioned...

"Brother, have you made up your mind?" Zhou Xuerong's whole body was shrouded in darkness, only the tip of his nose was stained with light. He looked at the hesitant face of the young man in the car and said, "Zhao Dongxiang and those three people, how do you choose?"

"Still, it's safe for us to dominate the elevator door like this."

It was rare for Zhou Xuerong to talk a lot. What was different from the past was that his tone fluctuated greatly, as if deliberately showing how rich his emotions were, which reminded people of middle school students' clumsy poetry recitation.

"Did you see it? There is a choice in everything. You can't guarantee that everything is perfect." Zhou Xuerong tried to take apart every word and said seriously, "Now, tell me you answer."

"How do you choose?" Xu Minglang asked back.

Zhou Xuerong paused and said, "I choose you."

"Seriously."

"I'm serious." Zhou Xuerong took a step out of the darkness, and the black shadow slid down behind him like a veil, revealing a profile with a deep profile, "It's fine for other people, I don't care about their past, and I don't bother Concerned about their safety."

He bent down, walked into the car, left the darkness behind, looked at the somewhat dazed young man and said, "I just want you to live."

Xu Minglang was forced to a corner, and he couldn't even look away.

Once again, he saw this big man with a cold appearance cut open the hard shell more than once in front of him, and fiery magma flowed out from the inside.

Xu Minglang thought of that dream.That one had the same appearance as Zhou Xuerong, hugged him behind his back and said, "Please don't lie to me", the touch still remained on the crest of his neck.

He put some distance between the two of them with his palm, and said, "Zhou Xuerong, do you know that you are really good at lying."

He can only talk about being heartless, but he never backs down when he really needs to save someone.As for why his attitude changed after he came to the hospital, maybe it was just to guide him not to put other people's safety before his own.You must know how to protect yourself and learn to choose, because this is the rule of this game.

Zhou Xuerong's expression was rigid, which made him look less elusive, and even a little dazed.This idea flashed through Xu Minglang's mind, he smiled, stepped over the big man, and pressed "7".

"The five of us went to find Lao Zhao together. If anyone contradicts me, I will cut him off." Xu Minglang's tone was a bit airy, but he suddenly realized that he was not the one with the ax in his hand, so he changed his words, "Are you going to help me cut it?"

Zhou Xuerong laughed dumbfoundedly, and nodded.

Toilet room.

The sweaty middle-aged man leaned against the door panel and decided not to go anywhere after some thought.For him, the inside and outside are equally dangerous, so why should he take any more risks? There are no shelters on both sides of the corridor. Once he is discovered by the spider monster, it can be said that he will not live for a second.

He had to admit that he was just an ordinary person, and when he felt the fear of being killed, that ferocious face that didn't exist in the world would scare him to death.

And staying in the toilet also made his days feel like years, so he had to take out his mobile phone, adjust the screen power to the lowest level, and continued to write in the memo: "I killed the homeless man. I forged the scene and wanted to blame Rubik's Cube. Assassin, I thought things would turn around, but I was wrong."

"Someone found me, filmed the whole process, and threatened me to go to an appointment to get the film. I am in hell at this time, all because of my own karma. I may be dreaming, or I am not, and I know it. "

"No one's life should be inferior to anyone else's. I know this, but I still want to cover up all this. I thought I did all this for the person I love the most, but I ignored the homeless man whose life was deprived of me. His Where is home, does he have someone he loves, or is loved."

"But it doesn't matter now, I may survive, or I may not. If I do die, I hope you will give this phone to my family so that they don't feel sorry for me. I am not a good Husband, not a good father either, but I love them more than I love myself."

As he wrote this, Zhao Dongxiang's fingertips were numb, and his back was stiff from maintaining the same posture. He held his breath, and after making sure that there was no movement outside, he moved his buttocks and stood up.

The little metal box in my hand is no longer a machine for doing work, but a suicide note.The funeral that had been imagined countless times in the past no longer existed, without the condolences of family and friends, but died alone in such a musty abandoned hospital.

Zhao Dongxiang can't stop the resentment in his heart. There are so many people in this world who make mistakes, why is he the one who is going to die? Whoever he knows who is in business doesn't eat, drink, prostitute or gamble. Some people do these things too!

Zhao Dongxiang was emotional, and he couldn't stop breathing rapidly, which made him dizzy.He suddenly thought of something, took out his mobile phone and typed: "Yu Haohuai is full of lies, he will die. Don't trust him."

When I typed the last word, there was a sound in the corridor, which sounded like a basket of oranges was popped at the same time.

Zhao Dongxiang held his breath for an instant, gripped the phone tightly, not knowing what to do.The weird sound of water in the corridor stopped. Before Zhao Dongxiang could breathe a sigh of relief, there was another muffled sound. He didn't know if he had an illusion, but the muffled sound seemed to be accompanied by the vibration of the ground, just like the corridor outside. An army is passing by, or an elephant is passing by.

As the "dong dong" sound got closer and closer to him, the tremor became stronger, and he was so frightened that he quickly turned on the light of his mobile phone and looked around, wishing that he could become a mosquito, only two slaps from the top of his head The size of the ventilation fan flies away.

"Get over it, it'll be all right." Zhao Dongxiang said to himself, it's useless for him to panic, the only thing he can do now is to wait.Waiting for some unknown monster to leave the corridor,

The tremor became stronger, and Zhao Dongxiang knew that the monster was passing through the corridor in front of the toilet, and after a few seconds, the sound became quieter.Zhao Dongxiang heaved a sigh of relief, he knew that the monster had gone far away, his two neglected thighs were drained of all his strength, and he could no longer bear the gravity of his upper body, so he slid down against the partition.

"God bless, Buddha bless."

After calming down, he didn't even dare to think about what the giant monster passed by just now, could it be a huge human-faced spider?If so, how terrible it would be...

"Squeak—" A door opened sounded.

Zhao Dongxiang felt cold all over.

The brain had no time to deal with the sudden fear, and before Zhao Dongxiang realized "who opened the door", the second door opening sound rang again.

This time Zhao Dongxiang could sense that the opened door was next to him.

what is that?Is the ghost of the tramp coming back to seek revenge?wrong.The human-faced spider monster walked so densely that it was impossible for him not to hear it.

Then what would it be?

Zhao Dongxiang quickly pulled the door latch, and then pointed the light at his face, wishing to bathe his whole body in the light, and then under his hideous expression of fear, the door was pulled...

A second, two seconds passed, and he heard nothing.With courage, Zhao Dongxiang opened his eyes, only to see a face in the same confusion in the white light. Unlike him, that face was stiff and shriveled, with a pair of dilated pupils.

In just a moment, Zhao Dongxiang understood the meaning of the hospital gown on the "person" who opened the door, and the plastic ring on the slowly waving hand.