Super Trick or Treat System

Dean, even if he knew their language, couldn't say it at that moment. The soft touch of her eyes and lips is far beyond words.

"My dear," he whispered softly to him when the girl jumped on her feet and quickly walked away, and the others followed.

"An angel, the same is true-in this **** place!"

I want to know where they will be taken when he looks at the flashing lights in the distance of the entire room. Of course, no such glorious person can live in a world of endless dungeons, like the place where rats live. But, if that's not the case, so what? Where will their next journey take them? In which direction will they go?

Li Badi's thoughts were once again overwhelmed by his own boredom. The air rushing around him seemed to become cool after the fire passed through the lake of fire. Now he realized that the air itself was very hot. A drop of his strength and energy has been exhausted.

He watched these people disappear in one of the passages, but when they returned, he awakened himself. They clung to a strange device, a metal cylinder floating in the air above them like a spaceship. It is about eight feet in diameter and fourteen feet in height. Both upper and lower ends are rounded. A pair of cages enclose it from end to end; like steel springs, they extend from the top to the bottom, then bend and fasten to the round ends.

Sit up quickly, stunned, surprised to see something gleaming like bright aluminum. His engineer's mind reacted greatly to this smooth surface and the apparent workmanship that this kind of thing exhibited during the production process, just as it did to the object itself.

The girl put her lamp on the floor. She also reached out and grabbed the protective cage bar that everyone else was holding. As she gained weight and strength, they almost dragged it to the floor. Through their efforts, they knew that they were dealing with something that was actually floating, a metal balloon. One of the men still placed his heavy load on the bar, and reached out to open a door in the smooth shell. He walked in, and a moment later, the big shell fell to the floor, still vertical, standing at the lower circular end of the protective cage, and it shook slightly as the fanatical cyclone hit.

They communicate with each other through signs. See them moving. In that roaring, full room, speech is useless.

She is following suit for him. One of them bypassed the central pit, came to Li Huai, helped him to stand, and stabilized him as they walked through the room. The girl has entered the big metal shell. Dean saw the light of her torch gleaming from the open door and two other crystal glass windows.

The big room is getting darker and darker. The high ceiling disappeared into the dark shadow. All the rooms are dark except for the light on the walls and floor which makes them glow red. The shells waiting to be lit seemed to be a refuge. To enter the house, close the door, lock in some unbearable sound of blows, this is what Li Huai wants to ask, all he thinks is.

The door closed. He stood inside the shell, on the smooth metal floor. The others are beside him. Dooley, he wanted to know what savage adventure was about to happen.

I had expected it-he hardly knew what it was. But there should be some kind of machinery. If this strange balloon thing is actually to carry them, then there must be some kind of mechanism and some kind of driving force. On the contrary, he saw nothing, just the shiny walls of the round room, and in the exact center, from floor to ceiling, there was a six-inch metal pillar, thickened horizontally with his eyes. A box-like shape. There is a plate on the side of the box, a lid and clips to hold it in place, and two small levers on the adjacent side, one near the top of the box and the other near the bottom.

His clear eyes made him see the bull's eye window on the ceiling. There are more of them on the floor. A curved rod surrounding the room is mounted on a bracket against the wall. They told him through signs that he would put his hands on it and stick to it. One of the men is beside the central post. He also grabbed the outstretched hand. His other hand is on the downswing.

Knowing his disappointment was unreasonable, but his tired mind was tired of mystery. Some understandable mechanical equipment will give people peace of mind. Then in the next thought, he asked himself what was the difference. If this naive balloon thing really has the ability to take them somewhere, then what is it? This may only mean that in this terrifying inner world, with each new experience, it becomes more and more incredible dreamlike world.

His life has been saved. Yes, but what is the purpose? The girl's eyes were watching him, reading the expression on his face. She smiled encouragingly. Then Li Badi's hand gripped the metal bar tightly. The man standing by the central pillar moved a lever to the most trivial place. Feel the floor lifting under him. Then, when the strong air current captures it, the shell tilts like a metal bubble and is thrown away.

It was his own lightness that saved him from injury. He held the bar and freed himself from the wall. The dome of their strange handicraft grinds the roof of the dome. Then the boat stopped again, seeming to be motionless, Li Bai knew that they had slipped into the still air of the upper well.

For an instant, full of impossible hope, he regarded this as a means to improve his world. Then reason shreds those ambitious hopes.

"It's closed," he thought. "It must be. That's why it sounds that way. That's why the air flows away from those side channels."

There is no time to think in the next moment. All of his attention is focused on the bar he clings to. Because it was faster than he thought, the metal shell, the small cylindrical world he and the others lived in, quickly fell under them.

His body twisted in the air. He knew that other people were thrown in the same way. Then, at the moment before that, the ceiling has now become the floor under his feet, pressing on his feet, giving him a heavy object-the whistling sound of the air tore through their shells, and he knew they had Astonishing swiftness fell down through the throat of the lower shaft.

Now, what is falling is rising. The ceiling of this strange room is now their floor, but Li Huai is not deceived. "Speed ​​up," he said. "It crowds us. The shell tends to fall faster than us. It's like an elevator going down faster than a free-falling object."

I caught a glimpse of the glass surface of the well into which he was thrown. He knew that the screams filled the room again and again, caused by the guide rods and protection rods of their shells hitting a glass wall. These voices always come from the same side, and I found a brief sense of satisfaction in my understanding of the phenomenon.

He argued in his mind: "We are falling freely towards the center of the earth. Falling objects will not follow the vertical direction, but will cling to a wall." Then he knew their speed. . Later, its necessity became obvious.

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