Abyssal Kingdom

Wei An was so frightened that his hair would explode, he took a step back and cursed.

"The haunted ward they were talking about?!" he said.

Gui Ling stared at that direction.

The lights in the ghost ward were faintly on, standing in front of it, in line with all the haunted atmosphere.

After a while, the man said, "That's not right."

"What's wrong?" Wei An said.

Gui Ling walked towards the light, his steps were very light, but Wei An could feel his nervousness.

The man didn't go in, but stood still outside the door, staring inside.The light in the gate was dim, like an eye, looking at them.

"This is not a regular variation in the lower space," Gui Ling said to himself, "Is this a 'time bureau'?"

Wei An was stunned for a moment, every word of this word was very normal, but when connected together, he couldn't figure out what it meant at all.Not too long ago, the "Great Wall of Illusion" system also used this term. It even sounded very professional, but it was also creepy.

"But the 'Time Bureau' shouldn't be like this..." Gui Ling said.

They stood opposite the door, the dim, ominous light of the ward falling on them, casting both of them with the light of disaster movie characters about to have an accident.

Gui Ling turned to look at Wei An.

"I want to go in and have a look," he said, "it's too dangerous inside, you wait here for me—"

He stopped, probably feeling unrealistic.

"You are here, shoot if you are in danger." He changed the phrase.

"Can I ban you with administrator privileges?" Wei An said.

"No," Gui Ling said, "This is a matter of the highest authority, which is above the contract."

Wei An felt a slight shudder, he had never heard of this "highest authority event" before, and he could actually exclude the administrator in the contract!

"Higher than administrator authority?" Wei An reconfirmed.

"Yes." Gui Ling said.

Wei An realized with a tingling scalp that he had encountered an incident of the highest level in the ancient civilization empire in the huge city building deep in this space.

Guiling went to stare at the door of Ward T again, and the light of the haunted ward, like rust and oozing blood, shone on him.

He was always a distant man, with an aloof casualness, doing things the administrator asked him to do, answering questions, his distant personalities—no housework at all, good driving, a little temper—but all Not now.

The light made his face look gloomy, like a large weapon that had been completely rusted and discarded. Recalling his past functions, he was highly focused, staring at the door, with a completely unreal sense of freshness.

Wei An vaguely remembered the word Gui Ling said just now, "war".

"Okay," Wei An said, "I'll try to live until you come back."

Gui Ling turned his head and looked at him worriedly.

"I won't go for too long. You don't want to enter this ward anyway. If you have trouble, run away. I will find you when I come out." The man said, "The deep domain is a war system. When it is really necessary to do it, how lethal is it?" How come, do you know?"

"Yeah." Wei An said.

Seeing his expression, Guiling was still very worried. With his appearance, he could easily appear affectionate. Wei An felt that in this kind of structure where both parties were reluctant to bind interests, because the other options were too poor, there was a sense of selfishness. The taste of the life and death of a deeply bonded companion.He thought about the issue of marriage for a while, and thought that he could try it out later.

"I will be back as soon as possible." Gui Ling said again.

"You'd better hurry up," Wayne said.

After Gui Ling finished speaking, he gave him a worried look, turned around, and disappeared into the old and ominous building.

The light falling on him from the ward was very abnormal, full of the aura of wanting to leave forever, Wei An thought anxiously, Guiling is quite suitable for this kind of person.

Wei An held a gun and waited outside the abyss-like light of the ward.

The masonry walls still have the texture of pale human skin, and the ground is dirty, as if this person is dying and starting to rot.Wei An recognizes sores or blackened marks, this space is sinking, getting sicker and worse.

He dug out the pack of cigarettes he found from the private treatment room in his pocket during the day, took one, lit it, and smoked slowly.

He felt quite relaxed. Although this is the depths of the horror zone, everything actually looks like a large-scale organization. Some floors of the Ministry of Internal Affairs are also like this, because this design is reasonable and economical.

The "worry-free sanatorium" itself is also a place where some rich people put people they no longer want to see, and correct their behavior to make them comply with the rules.If you want to run such an institution, what you need most is not professional medical personnel, but desperadoes who dare to do anything for money.And when there is no money, most ordinary people themselves become desperadoes.

There are similar places in the Federation, which shows that there are such situations in any era.

Wei An heard a subtle sound, like a monster approaching in the dark...

He turned his head, and a corridor appeared behind him at some point.

It was definitely not there at first, and the dark red door was hidden. It may have been covered by the "mining area" before, but now it was exposed. It was something mutated by the building itself.

Wei An suddenly realized that instead of approaching, the "mining area" was receding.

It should be safer, but what it might imply makes him chill again.

The door was pushed open, and a monster with half a head crawled out, making no sound, like an inferior bug, only thinking about eating.

Wayne shoots at the front one.

He was very good with the gun, and the first blow hit it in the chest, and the power of another world seeped out, and it fell from the wall, a small piece of molten glue that gave off a bad smell.

In the dark corridor, at least dozens of half-headed monsters rushed over.

Wei An stared at it for a few seconds, raised his hand, and fired three more shots, familiarizing himself with the rhythm.

When he shot for the fourth time, the scorched rubber-like thing spread to the surroundings like an infectious disease, and even the density of the air changed, making the entire space a dull gray.

There is some extremely dangerous force approaching this area, which is the substantive keynote of the deep domain system, which gives everything a faint plastic texture, like a huge hungry sea monster under the water, its power extends like tentacles, and there is a Set of veins of biological limbs.

For a moment, the entire corridor turned gray, and dozens of monsters fell silently to the ground, turning into scorched plastic the size of several fists.

Some of the facial features that can be vaguely melted are the faces of dolls, and the deep incisions of the knife can be faintly seen on them, as if struggling to float upwards, and then completely softened and melted away. The empty eyes have long since sunk like a gray space.

The whole scene was terrifying, Wei An thought, this is his strength.

Wayne knew about these plastic things and dreamed about them occasionally, but they never made him feel unsafe.

This is the situation caused by the use of high-intensity flamethrowers in the most famous small-scale world of the Ministry of Science, "Pale World".

The "Pale World" is a large closed building, very old, and it is always dim in the light of dusk.At some distance, there is a huge antique clock at the corner. The time is always pointing to 47:49 to [-], and it cycles repeatedly. I don’t know what it means.

There are door buildings on both sides of the corridor, which are endless old-fashioned houses, just like the infinite copying and pasting of image files in the computer, a lot of garbled codes, constantly unfolding.

Once a living person enters, there are countless battered dolls growing out of garbage such as carpets, dust and scattered plastic bags.

The doll held sharp objects such as a knife, a syringe head, and broken iron sheets in its hand. Some of its plastic eyes were scratched, and some were just empty eye sockets. It began to attack living people crazily.

Wei An went in with the special case team of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He didn't do anything. Of course, a person like him should always wear a suit and tie and just observe the situation.

Dad had been plasticized, and the flamethrower had made all those dolls stick to Dad's plastic indistinguishably, into a giant mountain of garbage.

Wei An made a very painful look, and even wore a black formal suit. He might be really in pain, but he couldn't tell the difference.

The person whom he had been loyal, serving, and everything in his life was dead, and his head was under his feet——and then he accidentally stepped on his head, and the head was flattened, leaving shoe prints, and the sticky The glue couldn't come off, so he threw it away.

He delivered the eulogy at the funeral of his father, his most successful child, who was supposed to represent the family.

He sobbed in the middle of the night with the great fear of losing his god, or occasionally fell into a near-death panic, for about three years, and sometimes still does.

He gained power, he escaped from that life, but he was still the child brought back by that person back then, and because of biological control, some aspects of him have never grown up, excessive paranoia, has always been that longing A slave who serves the family completely.

Qin Wusheng always said that the love of children or animals is the most pure and passionate, and he can get it through scientific methods.

After clearing the corridor, another monster crawled out.

Wei An shot again, and he started to kill, and chased for a short distance into the corridor until there was no monster left.

It is said that at the end of the movie, it was revealed that this is an office of hell. No one can escape the well-ordered cage of this world. There are no people in the movie, and no one is born or trapped here.

The thought made Wei An laugh.

He looks handsome, and most of the time he only smiles politely, and his father always said that he has a face suitable for gentle smiles.

But at this moment, under the dim, blood-stained light of the T ward, the film-like thing on his body fell off, and something sinister oozed out from his bones, and his smile had a kind of almost enthusiastic blankness, revealing malice and blood. .

After he emptied the monster, he turned his head and looked at the door behind Gui Ling that Gui Ling entered, and it followed.

The ward was very quiet, and it was impossible to see what was going on.

Wei An took a step back, then turned to leave, and had to retreat.

The thing was staring at him, Wei An could feel its hungry will.

He wasn't afraid of those monsters, but T Ward was different, which was a whole different thing, very scary.

Wei An rushed a few steps, stopped suddenly, and took two steps back, looking for the direction.

There was deeper darkness ahead, and he could feel it repositioning itself, swallowing him into it.

Wei An looked left and right, and fired a shot at the wall. There was a skin-like wall here. The moment he hit it, it turned into a plastic film, and then ruptured, revealing the door that was later swallowed.

Wei An fired again, this time with a regular bullet, which hit the door lock.

He kicked the door open and rushed into the back hallway.

This is another ward that no one has visited for a long time. Wei An ran two steps forward, and then stopped suddenly.

He felt that thing again, extremely menacing, staring at him, approaching and covering him irresistibly.

He looked up, and there was another door with a light in front of him.

T Ward.

It stands quietly, not like there is any crisis, just a place that you will always walk into by accident in your life.

Wei An lowered his gun, his body tensed, and he looked around, he always knew when he was cornered.

The light had changed, and so had the smell of the air, and the space he was in was itself a pathless abyss, its very essence clear.

Very malicious, very hungry.

Wei An turned his head and looked at a rusted sign on the wall, drawing a smiling face, followed by an arrow pointing towards him, which read: Welcome to Ward T.

He's already in there.