A Midnight Escape Story for Farmers

Fang Shiqing always felt that his fear of "death" was extremely limited.Even compared to death itself, the painful process he may experience before death scares him more.

Because of this, after realizing that it was impossible to break free, he quickly accepted this reality calmly; even if he was caught in the palm of his hand by the monster, he did not panic to the point of tears.

However, when he realized how he was going to be killed by this game, he actually panicked for the first time.

—Will I be embedded in the wall?

Will be wrapped in something like cement, suffocated to death, freeze a painful struggle, the head will be placed in a glass display case, used to intimidate other teammates... just like other corpses in the wall?

Will my own consciousness and soul be the same as the body, staying here can't go anywhere, and I can never get relief and end?

As long as he thought about this possibility for a moment, he felt that the blood in his whole body could not flow.

This was not the end he wanted, and he could not accept such a result.

But it is too late now.The feeling of hypoxia became more and more obvious, his eyes turned black, and his limbs began to lose strength; taking a step back, even if he hadn't been pinched by the neck, the strength of the armor was not something he could resist.

This is probably a desperate situation that must die.

He was dragged involuntarily towards the wall made of flowing liquid.

The armor raised its arm high, facing the wall, swung it round and swung it down suddenly, drawing a sharp arc.

The height facing the end of the arc is about the waist of the armor. If there is no accident, his head will be pressed into this position, which happens to be in the same straight line as the other glass display panels.Then he himself will become a new ornament, the suffering brother of those withered heads.

--dying.

This time it was really going to die - and in the most disgusting and tragic way.

Fang Shiqing panted desperately, bent his neck back hard, and stretched his whole body into a reverse arch.But what is the use of this kind of struggle? It can prolong life by at most [-] seconds, and it is very ugly.But he couldn't talk himself out of it; it was a natural reaction in his body.Excessive fear has surpassed reason and dominated all his nerves.

At the moment when his head was about to be completely pushed into the flowing wall, he suddenly thought, You Qingyu, Zeng Xin, Zhao Jun and the others should have escaped, right?With his delay, they should have had plenty of time to escape.

Maybe they have found the stairwell to the third floor. As long as they enter the stairwell, they are safe, and it doesn't matter if the armor goes after them.

If that was the case, his death here would have more or less meaning, and it could even be called "sacrifice".

This is the only consolation at the time of death.

The liquid wall rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes, and he finally closed his eyes forcefully, his mind blank.

however--

At the moment when the hair falling down on his forehead was about to touch the wall, the armor suddenly stopped moving.

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It's a bit too light to say "stop", but to be precise, its arms suddenly changed from high-speed movement to absolute stillness.Under the action of inertia, Shiqing's head was shaken violently, his calf hit the gravel on the ground, his neck clicked, and the pain was so painful that he almost suspected that his bones were broken by the shaking.

A smell of raw stone lingered in front of his face.After a few seconds, he panted and opened his eyes, and found that the tip of his nose was only a few centimeters away from the wall.As long as he loosened his tension, his whole face would be directly buried in it.

The gauntlet holding his neck didn't move, and the back was very quiet.He stretched out his hand and broke it hard, but it was as if it could not be broken at all like a piece of iron; he raised his leg and kicked back, kicking the iron plate on the armor's hip bone, but the latter did not respond.

But at this height now, his legs can reach the ground normally, and he no longer needs to support his whole body weight on his neck.

After the large black spots caused by lack of oxygen in front of his eyes were relieved, he tried to move his neck and look back.

I saw a person slowly walking out of the darkness, holding a burning talisman in his left hand.The flame flickered on and off, illuminating half of his face.

——It was Xiao Fengdi.

And what was lit in his hand must be the fixed body talisman prepared earlier.

"..."

When he saw the other party, Fang Shiqing only felt that his tense strength collapsed at once, and the sweat and the tears he had been holding back flowed down at the same time. He wanted to call the other party, but he couldn't make a formed sound in his throat. , could only cough and grin in embarrassment, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

But there is one thing he can be sure of, that is, at least this time, he should not die.

Xiao Fengdi looked unscathed, with a rare complicated expression on his face.

He didn't say anything, but came over to help pull Fang Shiqing's neck out of the hand of the armor. The fingers of the armor were tightly packed, and he only had one hand to use, so he had to break off those metal fingers one by one to let Fang Shiqing break free.

After landing, Fang Shiqing shook in a little embarrassment.There was that wall in front of him, he didn't dare to fall forward, so he leaned back and fell directly into the opponent's arms.

Xiao Fengdi sighed for a long time, wrapped one hand around and put it on his neck.

This place had just been severely trampled by the armor, and he shrank back subconsciously, but the other party avoided the position where his Adam's apple fell a little below, and just gently rubbed it twice.

The soreness in the neck muscles was greatly relieved, he coughed twice, and was finally able to speak.

"Ahem...that, that...thank you, boss."

After he finished speaking, he felt embarrassed. This is a life-saving grace, how could he take it with a light thank you.

"Me too. I have been saved by you several times. Well, thank you for your kindness. Speaking of which, I am really lucky, ahem... I can meet you every time, every time I am dying."

Although this time is definitely his most fearful and reluctant, it is also the closest time to death.

His throat was still hoarse, and the muscles all over his body were trembling non-stop, but his spirit had quickly recovered from the desperate situation just now.With this big guy behind him here, at least mere armor is nothing to be afraid of.

"...Do you really think so?"

Xiao Fengdi helped him stand up straight, sighed, and finally opened his mouth, speaking with an indescribable helplessness.

"I don't think anyone with good luck will be as unlucky as you. Just be apart for a while, how can you make yourself like this?"

Fang Shiqing was a little depressed, thinking that I don't want to be like this, and the food is not my fault.

After all, apart from this big boss, who in this dungeon is not a rookie who will die when he touches a monster. He probably just got a little unlucky and just happened to run into the monster's hands.

"Ah," at this point, Fang Shiqing suddenly remembered what happened before, and quickly looked back at him, "By the way, are you okay, are you not injured? Where have you been before? Did something happen to you?"

Why is he on the second floor, did he climb up from other stairs?

The other party did not answer for the time being.

At this time, the talisman in his hand was almost burnt out, but he had no intention of leaving at all. He just stood beside the armor, looked at it, and suddenly stretched it out with his free hand, and inserted it directly into the armor. In the empty darkness right in the middle.

Xiao Fengdi's arm groped back and forth in the black hole, touched something in two or three strokes, and pulled it out forcefully.

Judging from the strength in his hand, the thing was either quite heavy, or it was firmly fixed. Even with his strength, it was not easy to pull it out.

Fang Shiqing was dumbfounded, and it took him a while to realize that he should go up to help, but before he could do anything, Xiao Fengdi had successfully pulled his arm out.

In his hand was a large rectangular gray box with many thin metal wires twisted into strands. It looked mysterious and high-tech, and it was simply incompatible with this armor.

He put the box on the ground, kicked the armor casually, and the armor fell backwards without a sound, and fell into a pile without any trace of the previous majesty.

Fang Shiqing was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped.He looked at the armor, ignoring that his calves were still trembling, he squatted down, reached into the armor and touched it, all he touched were messy metal wires.When he looked at the long gray box again, he immediately guessed what it was.

"This, this is...it is...this thing is..."

He stammered, "It's a battery! No, it's battery-powered—it's actually a robot!"

Xiao Fengdi didn't have any big reaction, just nodded: "Yes, I know."

"...Ah?" Fang Shiqing was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he was so skilled in taking out the battery from the inside of the armor, obviously he had already experienced it.

This is really unexpected.Although the other party said before that these armors look like robots, Fang Shiqing has never thought about it in this direction; he always feels that "machines" are man-made things after all, and they are not the same as dungeons or horror escapes in terms of atmosphere. It doesn't match up very well, I didn't expect this dungeon to be so... ingenious.

Fang Shiqing's admiration for the boss suddenly reached a new height. He actually saw through the essence of the opponent's monster in the first moment of the fight.

In other words, the reason why the armor on the first floor gets stuck after jumping a step is probably not because of its own design, but because of poor battery contact...

But here comes the problem.

"Where did these machines come from?"

Machines can never come into being naturally, they must be man-made.

"I don't know," Xiao Fengdi said, pushing the battery towards him, gesturing him to put it away, "but according to observation, their job is to put all the intruders into the wall and kill them. So I think, they may be copies The guards made by the final boss."

"—The final boss?"

Fang Shiqing scratched the back of his head and thought, probably not?

Isn’t the BOSS the architect who died unfortunately? He himself has become a monster. Firstly, he may not have the ability to make robots, and secondly, there is no need to kill the people who come in. Didn’t he want to finish the building? Is it right? People who strayed in should be detained to do coolies to help build the building... that's... that's right...

--wrong.

When he glanced at the wall next to him that almost became his cemetery from the corner of his eye, a new thought poured down his head like ice water.

"That's right, that might be the case." He took a deep breath and murmured, "He... wants to use us as materials to build walls. He wants to use players' lives as building materials to complete his building! "