Doomsday Wonderland

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... When there were only the last few steps left on this staircase, Lin Sanjiu raised her head.

Just as she expected, a three-seater sofa that took up most of the corridor and a brown-red red panda appeared in front of her again.

Lin Sanjiu sighed softly.

She had just started walking up from here, but after climbing three floors, she was back to where she started.

It seems that these three flights of stairs cannot be climbed through ordinary means.

"Don't tell me, this is really like a ghost breaking a wall." Lin Sanjiu hugged her wings and lay down, not leaving: "...I used to read ghost stories, and it seems that children's urine can break the ghost's wall. On."

As she spoke, she turned her attention to the red panda.

"Don't look at me when you talk about boy," Qingjiuru bared his teeth at her: "Don't insult people."

"...That shouldn't be the case," the blue floral sofa interjected, "I think we fell into someone else's trick."

"Is she that old woman? We didn't provoke her, so why did she keep staring at us..."

Lin Sanjiu looked at the two of them and thought of a way - she stood up and walked to the door marked "EXIT", pushed the door open with her huge body, turned around and ordered: "Follow me." , I tried to think of a way from inside the floor... If that didn’t work, I jumped out of the window to see if I could break this cycle.”

Hearing this, the red panda immediately jumped onto the sofa lightly, and with the help of Ji Shanqing gritting his teeth and moving forward a little bit, he squeezed in through the door.

...1 is strange.

The carpet was soaked with blood and had dried over time, making it crunchy and brittle when stepped on. The corridor is filled with a long-suppressed iron and musty smell. Compared with the top floor, it is even more unbearable - the 1st floor is too high, it is empty until the end, and it is relatively clean and well-preserved; unlike the 1st floor. It is still ajar because it is blocked by the dead body of the tenant at the door.

It is said to be a dead body, but in fact, there is no human shape at all.

It seemed that it had been bitten and cut after death. The pitted corpse revealed most of its white skeleton; the skeleton was hung with dried black flesh, which, together with the rags, was shaken by Lin Sanjiu's passing footsteps. Shaky.

"It's similar to what I saw last time." After quickly checking the corridor, Lin Sanjiu walked back quickly and said to the other two people: "You guys wait for me here while I climb up from the balcony. Try it.”

After saying that, she opened a door next to her - the huge chicken wings were like brooms, sweeping out the broken corpses on the ground, and stepped into the house.

The guest rooms on this side all have an exquisite small balcony; although without hands, it becomes difficult to climb, but if you flutter your wings and jump up with all your strength, Lin Sanjiu's beak can still touch the balcony upstairs. The edge of the balcony——The two people who followed the room watched helplessly as the two big chicken claws kicked hard in the air a few times, finally climbed up and disappeared out of the window.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"What do you think?" After a while, the brown-red red panda suddenly spoke.

"...Not very promising." Blue Sofa sighed.

"What if we go down?"

"If we go downstairs now, we should be back on the 18th floor."

Qingjiuru was stunned for a moment, then turned halfway to look at the sofa behind him: "Have you already—"

"Look," Ji Shanqing suddenly interrupted him, "outside the window."

As if to confirm what he said, something clicked on the edge of the small balcony outside the window; with the support of its wings, a familiar bird's beak also caught the iron railing - gradually, Lin San The old hen transformed into wine fluttered vigorously and popped up from under the balcony. As soon as her bright round eyes met the two people in the room, a series of "gurgling" sounds came out of her throat, probably cursing.

"...what the hell!"

This was her first sentence after she finally stabilized her body.

"What's going on with these three floors? Why can't I get out!" As a messy old hen walked into the house, tiny feathers fluttered in the air: "...How about I just jump downstairs and try? Try? I can still see the ground—"

"Please don't," Ji Shanqing said quickly, "I guess you fell from the 118th floor... and then kept falling from floor to floor, never stopping."

Lin Sanjiu raised her head and looked at the sofa in front of her. She didn't know where Ji Shanqing's "face" was, so she could only look back and forth suspiciously: "...Have you guessed what's going on?"

"Well, I did think of an answer - it's actually not hard to guess." Probably because he saw Lin Sanjiu's eyes light up, Ji Shanqing's voice also sounded a little shy: "Although I don't know if this is Whose ability - or special item - has just gone from 1 to 1, and now it has probably become a Möbius ring."

This word was so familiar that it made Lin Sanjiu frown. Just when she was recalling where she had heard this word, Qingjiu Liu already responded with an "ah": "That tape that connects the end to the end and loops endlessly! "

"Yes, if you stand on the surface of the Möbius Ring and walk on it, you can keep walking over and over again without any end..." Ji Shanqing pondered and said, "Isn't it very similar to our current situation?"

"I vaguely remember this thing, it seems to be related to mathematics." Lin Sanjiu responded, "Knowing this, what should we do next?"

The question was constructive, yet no one answered her.

She was about to ask again when she suddenly noticed that the red panda raised its head - its bright black eyes slowly moved upward, staring at her back. Kiyokuru also became quiet, like a real sofa.

There is something behind my back!

Lin Sanjiu suddenly turned around, and when her eyes fell on that thing, she was immediately startled.

Above the balcony, a head of black hair was hanging in the air; just as Lin Sanjiu saw it, the head of black hair suddenly shrank upwards and completely disappeared upstairs - it seemed that someone had just been there Just hanging upside down, looking into the house.

"Wait here for me—!"

Before the two people behind her could speak, the old hen had already rushed out with a single stride; her wings fluttered in the air, and she had already grasped the iron railing upstairs with familiarity, pulled the chicken body up, and quickly No trace.

Kiyokuru sat up straight and stared closely at the balcony - except that he was not staring at his head, but below the balcony.

If that black hair escapes all the way up, it will soon emerge from under this layer.

After waiting for a few minutes, the edge of the balcony was still painted off-white, and the dark top of the head as imagined never appeared; and Lin Sanjiu had no idea where he had tracked it.

At this time, Ji Shanqing behind him spoke.

"Qing, Qingjiu Liu?" His voice suddenly became softer for some reason, and he was still a little trembling.

This guy is pretty smart, but he is a little timid... This thought passed through Qingjiuru's mind, and he asked without looking back: "What are you doing?"

Although there was no saliva or esophagus, the blue floral sofa still made a clear "dong" sound of swallowing saliva.

"Just now...someone touched my backrest."

The red panda immediately twisted its neck, and a streak of hair grew on its back.

...There was no one behind the sofa. Since the sofa was parked sideways at the entrance, apart from one wall, there was only a large open room door and a short section of stained corridor exposed by the door.

"What do you mean by touching...?" Qingjiuru asked in a lowered voice. UU Reading www.uｕUKanｓshu.net

"I can't see behind me, but it feels like someone accidentally brushed me when passing by me." Ji Shanqing's voice was almost inaudible. "Anyway, something touched me."

Could it be the owner of the black hair?

The red panda grabbed the back of the sofa with its front paws, stood up on its two hind legs, and cautiously poked out its eyes.

His black eyes turned from left to right in a circle. The luggage table, the carpet, the light switch, the door, and the pile of broken bones under the door...

It seems that there is no difference from before, and there is no "person" as Ji Shanqing said.

Wait a moment.

(It is said that you can’t see the author’s remarks, so I’ll write them at the end of the article. I’m back, and I’ll start updating daily tomorrow. Thank you all for not abandoning me during this time. I’m still looking for inspiration. Please bear with me!) (To be continued .)

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