Congratulations on Your Successful Escape

Chapter 120

Mo Yi's heart felt unclear for a moment, he quietly looked at Jiang Yuanrou in the dark.

Back to the negative third floor ...

Although this conclusion is absurd, it is unexpectedly reasonable.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Do you know how to get back?"

Jiang Yuanrou paused unexpectedly. She stared at Mo Yi in the dark for a while, then said lowly:

"... I thought you would ask me a lot of questions."

Mo Yi laughed lowly, and the deep sounds were fleeting in the dead room:

"If I ask, can you answer it?"

Jiang Yuanrou's tight face has been slightly relaxed, showing a slight smile:

"... I'm afraid not."

Everything in this copy is unknown, and every step you take is extremely uncertain. All decisions you make are not guaranteed to be error-free, completely correct, as if walking in complete darkness. You I can never be sure if my next step is to go to the light or into the abyss.

In the game, hesitation means death.

The only thing that can be done is desperate, and then bear all the consequences of it.

Mo Yi knew, and Jiang Yuanrou knew.

Everything is silent.

The atmosphere between the two was slightly relaxed, not as tense as suffocating as before.

Mo Yi straightened his waist, stood up from the wall leaning behind him, roughly glanced around the room where he was in the dark, and then slowly exhaled a spit:

"And ... anyway, this floor can't stay any longer."

The consequences of Edwin's release from this room are catastrophic, and Mo Yi has not yet been naive.I believe that he is deeply locked in the consciousness only because he is unwilling to mingle with the other two personalities. Not to mention he also played Edwin once, and now staying on the third floor is to find death.

Jiang Yuanrou nodded solemnly, then lowered his voice and said suddenly in the dark:

"I know how to go back."

Mo Yi froze for half a second before she came to her answering the question he had just asked. Just listen to Jiang Yuanrou continue to say:

"Also ... can't be counted, just an idea."

Mo Yi nodded: "Where are we going now?"

Jiang Yuanrou shoved the flashlight into Mo Yi's palm again. The cold fingers and the cold outer shell of the flashlight almost merged into one, and he touched away in Mo Yi's palm.

Her voice sounded in Mo Yi's ear:

"Go to the elevator."

The two walked out of the twisted door frame one after the other, carefully walking in the cracked and rugged corridor, trying not to make a sound at their own pace.

But the cracked ground and the broken carpet always made a soft rubbing sound at the feet as people wished, and it sounded in the quiet and long corridor, which sounded uncomfortable scalp.

They walked to the room where Mo Yi found the key, Jiang Yuanrou stepped forward, reached for the door panel that was firmly stuck in the twisted door frame, pressed one corner of the door frame with one foot, and then pulled it outward. .

The fragile wooden door uttered a hoarse groan, and then suddenly collapsed under the strong drag of Jiang Yuanrou.

She looked around the dark and quiet corridor alertly, and after confirming that her actions had not attracted any attention that she deserved, she walked in with Mo Yi.

The dark, closed room was filled with a thick dusty atmosphere, and the sound of gravel and wood chips falling to the ground seemed clear and vivid in the quietest room.

Mo Yi stepped slightly, frowned strongly.

Jiang Yuanrou, who was walking ahead, realized that Mo Yi was wrong, stopped his pace, turned his head and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Mo Yi didn't answer, his eyebrows were wrinkled tightly, and a pair of dark eyes stained with a dignified look—

Something is not right.

His cold fingers tightened subconsciously, and he bounced lightly on the surface of the flashlight twice, and then finally seemed to make up his mind, slowly pushing the flashlight switch up one square-a dim beam of light in the room instantly Inside lights up, dissipating the darkness inside.

Jiang Yuanrou was startled by the suddenly lit light. She wriggled her lower lips, as if trying to stop Mo's bold behavior, but finally swallowed the words she wanted to say back into her throat without saying anything.

Mo Yi stood on the spot, slowly turning his body, and the light beam of the flashlight in his hand slowly illuminated the scenes in the room as he moved--

Inside the room was a mess, the broken ceiling and the ground were covered with cracks after a tremor. Dirty carpets and wallpapers showed a dim brass color under the light. In addition, it seemed to be the same as before ... ...

Except that the room was empty.

There are no broken dolls and dolls, no corpses of open-minded animals, and no man's internal organs, and the flesh of the upper body is paved with butterfly wings—

The loot displayed in the room disappeared without trace, and there was no trace of blood on the ground.

If it weren't for Mo Yi's nail cracks with semi-coagulated blood, he would have thought that those bodies were just an illusion.

He now knew what his sense of disobedience had been--

The **** and rancid odor that had haunted him almost in the room had disappeared completely, leaving only the dusty smell that an old room should have.

Mo Yi's brow frowned, and a hint of uneasiness appeared in her heart.

Jiang Yuanrou looked around the room in shock, and she whispered, "Why ...?"

Mo Yi lowered his eyes and covered the contemplation in his eyes. He pursed his lips and interrupted Jiang Yuanrou's words:

"I don't know, but this is not the time to worry about this. The priority now is to leave this floor."

Jiang Yuanrou converged his exposed emotions, slowly nodded, and took the conversation:

"Yes, let's go."

Mo Yi finally looked around the entire room, and seemed to want to print the scene here in his eyes, and then pressed the flashlight in his hand, and Jiang Yuanrou continued to move forward.

After opening the door, the familiar hallway appeared before them.

It didn't seem to have been so severely damaged, and it remained stubbornly maintaining its former state.

The only remaining small wall lights on the sides of the wall were faintly faintly glowing. All the other lights had completely disappeared into a heavy thick shadow. The darkness in the front corridor was shrouded in darkness.

Dirty wallpaper can cover the slightly cracked walls below, like a pulse stretching towards the distance.

The two walked deep into the corridor.

The corridor didn't have any branches, but a whole winding and winding martyrdom. In addition, this time, the loop illusion that could not get out of the road interrupted, and the two soon came to an end.

In the dark depths, the familiar elevator metal door was inlaid on the wall, a dark gap was exposed between the slightly twisted metal doors under pressure, and several deep cracks spread out on the wall next to the ceiling, The dust falling from it was shocking.

There are no credit card slots on the wall next to the elevator.

Jiang Yuanrou exhaled a long breath, plugged the flashlight in his hand to Mo Yi, and then stepped forward.

She shoved her fingertips into the gap between the metal doors, forced her two arms, and the gap between the two doors slowly widened as a few bitter metallic friction sounded in the closed corridor— —

Mo Yi was a little uneasy, and he took a few steps forward: "Do you need my help ...?"

Jiang Yuanrou quietly glanced back at him, a smile on his lips, and said in a low voice:

"No need to."

As soon as her voice fell, she only heard the dying hiss of the two metal doors, and slowly separated the gap enough for one person to pass.

"..."

Mo Yi looked at Jiang Yuan's slender arms, then silently looked away.

Jiang Yuanrou stepped back a few steps, took the flashlight from Mo Yi's hand, opened it and shot into the door gap. It was dark inside, and the elevator's metal wall reflected light white light—the elevator room was still there.

She took a deep breath, then leaned over to get into the elevator smartly.

The elevator trembled and hoarsely hissed as she moved, causing Mo Yi to lift her heart.

Jiang Yuanrou stood in the elevator, and her voice came dumbly through the gap in the door: "No problem inside."

Mo Yi followed her and got into the elevator.

The air in the elevator is turbid and sweltering, and the low light in the corridor shines into the dark space through the door slits of the elevator.

The iron sheet under my feet trembled slightly, causing a sense of uneasiness on the wire,

Jiang Yuanrou turned the flashlight to its fullest, fumbled for a little black screen on the side of the elevator, and searched for something. I didn't know what she pressed. She slammed it, and then embedded her nails deeply into the iron sheet. Then Lift a small piece of metal next to it--

Jiang Yuanrou breathed a sigh of relief, then took out a magnetic card from his pocket.

Under the flashlight's light, Mo Yi saw the magnetic card—it was covered with dark red from the beginning to the end. It didn't seem to be the solidified blood or its color.

I saw Jiang Yuanrou using the magnetic card to make a stroke in the small metal plate that was set off, and the elevator seemed to be reinjected with vitality.

A bright red number suddenly lit up on the darkened screen: -1

The elevator door closed slowly, and a small scarlet inverted triangle appeared next to the bright red number.

There was a slight vibration in the elevator, and then it started to fall. Unlike the previous times, there was no sound in the elevator this time. Only the frictional sound of the elevator moving quietly to the falling was heard, quietly making people feel. disturbed.

The enclosed room air was heavy and dull.

Jiang Yuanrou exhaled a long breath and wiped the fine sweat beads on his forehead with his hand, saying with some joy:

"... I thought I guessed it wrong."

Mo Yi took the scarlet card from her hand, flipped it back and forth under the light of the flashlight, and looked closely for a while, and found that there was nothing on it, only a thick red blood, covering the entire card heavily. Surface, exuding a faint smell of rust.

Jiang Yuanrou said,

"I found it in a house full of corpses. When I found it, there was a note under it with a few lines of upside down words. I guessed its use based on the words above."

Just then, Mo Yi suddenly thought of something and asked:

"By the way, when you opened the copy of the branch line, you said just now that you don't really want to ... and don't want anything?"

Jiang Yuanrou was asked a moment by Mo Yi's sudden question. After reacting, the expression on her face couldn't help but be gloomy. She pursed her lips and said:

"After I came out of the corpse's room, I entered the illusion, there is you in the illusion."

Mo Yi froze, only listening to Jiang Yuanrou's low tone, and slowly said:

"You asked me for a clue about this copy, and I didn't tell the difference, so I asked Pan and I--"

She lowered her eyelids and continued:

"So the side story of the copy was opened, but your name was not there, and then I realized that I was in a fantasy, and then the fake you showed a horrible smile, and then disappeared."

Jiang Yuanrou added: "Then I went to see Edwin's prison and found that he was gone. Then I heard your footsteps, so I hid in an empty room and waited for you."

Mo Yi's face was gloomy.

He stared thoughtfully at the slowly moving triangle on the screen, sorting out the new clues in this layer in his mind:

The illusions in the other two layers are to confuse them, to entice them to stay forever with this copy, and the bosses in them are also low in intelligence.

And this layer is not the same-this layer of illusion can be manipulated by Edwin, he controls the illusion to let the player see what he wants the player to see, and then use the player to achieve the goal.

But the only question is ...

When he saw the illusion, he was right next to Edwin's room, so he saw the picture of Jiang Yuanrou being controlled.

Jiang Yuanrou entered the illusion in the room where the body was just placed ...

If she entered the fantasy because Edwin tempted her to start the side story, and wanted to get freedom through the transformation of the inside of the copy-

Well, at that time Edwin should still be in a locked state. He should not be able to let Jiang Yuanrou, who is so far away, see the illusion.

Mo Yi's brows were deeply traced by his thoughts, and he was puzzled for a moment.

At this moment, the speed of the elevator under the foot gradually slowed down, then suddenly trembled and stopped steadily.

Mo Yi could not help but hesitated, looking up subconsciously at the small screen next to the elevator door.

The blood-red inverted triangle above has stopped flashing, and the bright red -1 has become -2.

The next second, the elevator door opened slowly and silently.

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Thanks to Hefei, cherryontop's rocket launcher

Thanks to AnnaDoyle for the grenade

Thanks to Mist x31, Sterling Silver Chocolate x2, Cats and Landmines of the Second Family

Thank you little angels above

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