This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 253 Triangular Space
Standing by the window drinking water on Wednesday, what he kept thinking about was the wooden door that was mostly hidden in the ground and the top floor of the dormitory building that looked extremely mysterious. He casually put his arm on the armrest of the treadmill. Unexpectedly, a beeping sound suddenly sounded in the quiet environment.

The light on the treadmill suddenly lit up!

Several sets of data light up on the very advanced-looking display:
Kilometers completed today: 0, 100 kilometers to be completed before the next promotion, and 500 kilometers to the total goal.

Looking at these scary figures on Wednesday, he shook his head in amazement: "Those who didn't know better thought this was the national team training camp! It's really interesting. Whose promotion and salary increase depends on this?! Could it be that the director level and above are All your grades were driven out by dogs?!"

As soon as he lay down on the single bed, the sound of running upstairs started again.

Good guy, are you willing to risk your life just to get a promotion?No matter how small the life of an evil ghost is, it is still a life!
On Wednesday, he opened the window and shouted upstairs: "It's almost done! What time is it? Are you still running? Do you want to let the neighbors sleep?"

I originally thought that no matter what thoughts the people upstairs heard, they would at least respect their opinions on the surface, but I didn’t expect that almost four or five rooms upstairs opened their windows at the same time and shouted at Wednesday: “It’s only time to go to bed. ?! Don’t hinder us if you don’t make progress! Only when you get promoted can you leave this poor place and move to a high-end apartment. You’re new here, right? You’re so ignorant!”

On Wednesday, I hurriedly closed my window, and silently raised a finger towards the upstairs: After running for so long, I still have so much confidence, it’s really good!Count you as ruthless! !

It's almost eleven o'clock. The evil neighbors in this dormitory building are almost all sprinting on the treadmill for promotion in their rooms at this time. In other words, except for themselves, no one should go out. Yes, this is a rare opportunity.

He opened the door and tentatively glanced into the corridor, except for the sound of running and heavy breathing, there were no noises.On Wednesday, I half-closed the door of my room and walked up the stairs to the top floor.

Compared with the semi-underground wooden door outside, he was more curious about the top floor with white curtains.

According to the regulations, you can't leave the dormitory building after 7:[-] p.m....but it doesn't say that you can't take a walk in the building!
In Wednesday's imagination, the top floor should be a place where no one would go, or it would simply be sealed or closed. The environment must be more shabby than other floors... maybe it was also locked, and even when he went out He stuffed a towel into his backpack to avoid making loud noises when picking the lock and attracting evil spirits.

However, what surprised him was that at the end of the stairs was a corridor covered with pure white carpets. Not to mention an iron door, there was not even a symbolic no-entry sign.

The pure white carpet on the ground did not have any footprints. When I touched it, it was soft and clean, without any dust.On Wednesday, I could only take off my shoes, put them into the space backpack, walk on it barefoot, and walked in lightly.The layout of this corridor is completely different from those downstairs.

Climbing up the stairs is a huge triangular space, and there is a huge cylindrical container on each corner. At first glance, it looks like four large boilers, stuck in the corner.

What didn't feel quite right on Wednesday was that the temperature on the top floor was several degrees colder than downstairs, and it wasn't clear whether it was because of the yin or just the cold.

He reached out and took out the purification glasses and peeling gloves from the space backpack, and put them on.

The brown lenses of the purification glasses did not affect his vision at all... On the contrary, his vision was somewhat clearer than when he did not wear the glasses.

Wednesday, who put on his glasses, looked up and his heart immediately went cold. No wonder no evil spirits came up on the top floor!Because this place is almost full of dead evil ghosts!
Some of them stood facing the wall, some curled up in the corner, and some hung upside down from the ceiling. The only thing in common was that the expressions on their faces were very distorted.

It is the kind of distortion after experiencing great pain!
However, even though their facial features have been distorted to the point of deformation... none of the spirit bodies can make a sound, not even a low wail, and they maintain a very strange quiet state...

Wednesday couldn't help but look back at the stairs where he came up.

There is no enchantment or air wall there. Since I can come up without any hindrance, they should be able to go out too. Why are they all gathered here?

Just when he was confused, a white indicator light suddenly lit up on the cylindrical container in the corner on the left.A gap opened like a small window under the cylinder, and a new spirit floated out from inside.

Wednesday tightened his gloves and walked over to observe the new spirit.

She squatted in front of the cylindrical container, her body trembling slightly, much like a person crying there.

"Hey, how did you become like this?" Wednesday asked softly, but did not receive any response. The newly appeared spirit body seemed to have no awareness of the surrounding environment.

He stretched out his hand and touched the spirit body's shoulder lightly. The spirit body seemed to sense something, turned its head around, looked around blankly, and lowered its head again.

Although it only lasted a few seconds, and although the facial features of this spirit body were distorted to the extreme, he could still identify it!
This spirit body is clearly Xiao Zhun, the evil ghost who was eating together at night!What did he go through?
After repeated attempts several times, Wednesday finally gave up communicating with Xiao Huai's spirit body.

He searched back and forth in this triangular space several times. Except for three boiler-like containers and countless spiritual bodies... there was nothing here.

Tried to open the white curtains on Wednesday only to find they were sealed inside the window frame!
What are these three same boilers for?
He squatted aside and studied it carefully, and suddenly found to his surprise that there was a pipe made of special metal just inside the cylindrical container!

This pipe is very thin, not much thicker than chopsticks, but it is very strong and strong. It is directly connected to the boiler-like container, and it looks like it is extending from somewhere downstairs!

Just when he was about to turn around and go downstairs to find the source of those pipes, a low cough suddenly came from the stairs not far away!

cough cough...

A low cough broke the silence on the top floor.

There was no place in the triangular space for Wednesday to hide. He was quick to think, and immediately took out the invisible bow tie and the invisible short knife from his space backpack, and held them tightly in his palm.

(End of this chapter)