Screaming Cycle (Infinite Flow)

The sound came from the stadium's horn, and the tone was long and flat, like an air defense siren.

Ji Thrush had already been conditioned by various unexpected and abnormal situations. Within a second, he put on his shoes, raised his heels, and looked around vigilantly.

Immediately afterwards, a shocking scene appeared.

Starting from the center of the court, a huge gap opened.

It didn't look like an earthquake or a landslide, but like the tin lid of a can being lifted, it rolled and folded towards Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo.

The two jumped up and ran towards the nearest exit of the auditorium.

The piercing air defense sirens continued.

At this moment, Ji Thrush finally knew that the green field they were standing on was not a real stadium at all, it was just a large iron sheet covered with turf and a runway.

Now, this piece of iron sheet disguised as a football field is being split neatly from the center into a cross shape, and starting from the tip, it is constantly curling towards the outside.

Even if Ji Thrush is already a competent Pikachu, or Ren Jianmo's ability can control any living thing, there is nothing to do at this time, and he can only keep running - after all, if a person who is not When Shen is involved, it will be rolled into a thin sheet like the filling wrapped in the fruit of the pancake.

The two were galloping in front, and the huge iron sheet chased after them like a bigger and bigger roller.

Ren Jianmo took two steps faster than Ji Thrush. He easily jumped onto the two-meter drop between the auditorium and the runway.

Ji Xiaoniao was not polite to him, held the hand of the other party, jumped over the guardrail with his strength, and pulled his lover up.

At this time, the torn turf was about to roll into the auditorium.

In the next second, the entire auditorium began to vibrate, and every aisle was like dominoes, crackling and overturning.

"go!"

The two of them didn't dare to delay, they just jumped on the chairs, you give me a hand, I ask you to help each other, and they cooperated tacitly to escape in the crumbling stadium.

Just then, the "sky" above their heads began to crumble.

The holographic projection of the blue sky and white clouds disappeared, revealing its original true appearance.

The "sky" is actually an arc-shaped dome made up of small hexagonal single-sided glass-like objects, and this dome is rapidly beginning to collapse.

Pieces of hexagonal glass fell down like raindrops. Even if their size and height were not enough to kill people, they were still enough to turn them into blood gourds.

It was impossible for Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo to avoid all the falling objects, so they directly used local materials, disassembled a pair of plastic seats, buckled them on their backs, and used the backs of the chairs to cover the top of their heads, as if they were carrying A turtle shell.

In fact, what is more terrifying than falling objects is the seats that disappear line by line under their feet.

They are like the little shark tooth-pulling toys that children play, being knocked down by an invisible hand, and falling down row by row in a completely irregular manner, revealing the bottomless darkness below.

"This is too outrageous!"

Ji Thrush buckled a plastic chair on its back, stepped on the narrow back of the chair, gritted its teeth and jumped, jumping over four rows of empty chairs, before the fifth row of chairs fell Kankan supported one of them, did a pull-up, and grabbed the hand Ren Jianmo handed him.

"If I knew this earlier, I would have gone to gymnastics back then!"

He rolled into the seat in the sixth row in embarrassment and shouted loudly.

Ren Damei of his family didn't say anything, but patted his butt vigorously, motioning him to continue running.

Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo managed to reach the nearest entrance and exit before all the chairs that could be used as resting places disappeared completely.

The door is open, but the outside is not a staircase, but a completely enclosed bright orange tubular slide, very much like the amusement facilities in Ocean Park.

Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo had no choice.

The two threw off the bumpy plastic chairs on their backs and got into the slide together.

Under the action of inertia, they began to roll uncontrollably, sliding down, down, down, like two rag dolls falling into a drum washing machine.

This continuous falling lasted for ten seconds.

In the extreme tension, Ji Thrush's attention was extremely concentrated, and the process of falling became very slow like a slow motion.

Finally, they saw the exit.

However, the outlet is connected to another flesh-pink tube with a strange color.

— No, that's not a pipe!

Ji Thrush opened his eyes wide.

Because of that tube, it moves.

Its surface is ring-shaped, covered with a layer of milky white mucus, and it is contracting and relaxing at a frequency of once per second.

"Hold tight!"

Ji Thrush heard Ren Jianmo say to himself.

Without asking why, he stretched out his arms and hugged his lover's waist tightly.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Xiaoniao saw Ren Damei's palm turned over, and an extra long knife appeared.

"Wanwusheng" can conjure eighteen kinds of weapons, including knives of course.

It's just that Ren Jianmo used the twin swords most conveniently, and rarely transformed weapons into other forms in actual combat.

Ren Jianmo held the knife in one hand, and with the other, he took his child into his arms and clasped it tightly.

Then they were like two rubber bullets, ejected from the slide, and plunged into the flesh-pink body cavity.

Under the influence of inertia, Ji Thrush and Ren Jianmo hugged each other and rolled five or six meters away.

He felt as if he had fallen into a squirming cushion of air, and was soon covered in milky goo.

Every time they rolled forward for a short distance, the pink meat cavity wriggled more intensely.

Finally, when the two of them stopped, the ever-expanding "meat pad" stopped moving.

It quickly deflated like a deflated rubber ball, and a ray of light shone in from the top of the two of them——Ren Jianmo's long knife pierced the pink cavity, and made a hole in it. There was a long gap.

Using both hands and feet, Ji Thrush crawled out from the opening opened by Ren Damei.

Looking back, I was startled.

"Wow!"

He exclaimed, "What a big bug!"

Yes, in front of the quarter thrush was a worm-like creature that looked like some kind of tardigrade.

It's just that it has been "disemboweled" by Ren Jianmo now, and the mucus in the stomach is gushing out, and it has formed a small puddle on the ground.

"Thank goodness..."

Ji Xiaoniao lifted up her clothes, wiped the liquid off her face, and tasted a strange sweet smell.

He looked sideways at Ren Dameier who had just crawled out of the worm's stomach, and said with lingering fear:

"Fortunately, these digestive juices are not strong acid, otherwise we should only have two skeletons left now."

Ren Jianmo turned the long knife back into an emerald green finger, and put it back on the index finger of his right hand.

"Okay, now let's see where we are."

While talking, the two raised their heads and looked around.

They saw a huge room—or rather, an ornate European-style museum.

If I had to describe it, the decoration here reminded Ji Thrush of the Louvre he had visited before, but the exhibits were not famous paintings or sculptures, but many clocks of different shapes.

On the clock, the displayed time is "22:[-]".

Ji Thrush's heart skipped a beat, and he looked back at the big bug that Ren Jianmo had cut open.

The remaining time they saw in the gymnasium just now clearly has 32 minutes left, Ji Xiaoniao is very sure that it will definitely not take as long as 10 minutes for the two to escape from the inside.

From this point of view, the huge worm that looks like a tardigrade is probably a "monster that can swallow time".

From the second they entered the worm's belly until they broke free, time would continue to speed up.

"Let's go."

Ren Jianmo patted Ji Thrush on the shoulder.

Ji Xiaoniao nodded vigorously.

However, in the next second, the hands of all the clocks moved again.

They turned together in a clockwise direction.

Ji Thrush was engrossed in watching. When he was concentrating, the rotation of the minute hand became a frame-by-frame slow motion in his eyes.

It jumped to the left bit by bit, from 22 to 23, 24... thirty, 31...

Finally, the minute hand stopped at 44 minutes.

At the moment when the minute hand stops moving, all the numbers "eight" on the clock disappear together.

Ji Thrush: "!!"

His mind went blank.

"Ba" is the number representing Mo Tiangen.

Ji Xiaoniao was sure that he could see clearly that the time had changed from 22 minutes to 44 minutes, which was exactly doubled—100% of the remaining time accumulated.

This means that Mr. Dagen gave up the task passively.

In other words, he died.

"How, how could this be..."

Ji Thrush's voice trembled uncontrollably.

He clenched the hem of his clothes tightly with his fingers, his fingertips trembling: "They...Brother Dagen..."

Ren Jianmo also pursed her lips.

He didn't speak, just took out "Internet Conference Anytime, Anywhere" from "One Cubic Meter of Freedom", put on the headset and microphone again, and dialed the call button.

About ten seconds later, accompanied by the whistling electric sound, a girl's response came from the headset:

"Mr. Ren?"

Fan Hemian said, with a faint cry in his voice.

"Well, it's me."

While talking, Ren Jianmo stuffed one of the earphones into Ji Thrush's ear.

"Listen to me first."

Sister Fan's family took a deep breath and tried her best to make her voice sound calmer:

"Dagen is dead."

"Ah."

Ren Jianmo responded without asking for details, and at the same time glanced at Ji Thrush, whose face was as pale as paper.

"Listen, we have important information to tell you."

In the headset, the girl speaks very fast, but her words are very clear:

"We should be in a huge maze now. There are organs and traps everywhere. You must be careful."

She took a breath, and went on:

"When we passed every branch road just now, we marked the entrance and exit. When entering, we drew a circle, and when we exited, we drew a cross. When you see such a mark, you don't have to take the same wrong road..."

Ji Thrush couldn't bear it anymore.

He stood on tiptoe and leaned in front of Ren Jianmo's microphone:

"How are you and the deer? Are you two safe now?"

"……Um."

The girl responded in a low voice, and then replied:

"Next, we will continue to walk through this fork."

She paused:

"We can't let Big Root waste our efforts..."

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