Welcome to the lock demon tower

Qiao Que felt dark for a second, and when he opened his eyes again, the whole world changed.

They are still in this hotel room.

Jiang Luchi was still sitting at the tea table by the window.

It's just that the cup of hot tea that was still exuding a faint fragrance in front of him just now disappeared, and the wooden tea table has been decayed and collapsed in half, and it fell to the ground, covered with broken stones and dust.

The sofa that Qiao Que was sitting on also seemed to have experienced an earthquake. It was covered with a thick layer of sand, and it was so old that it was crumbling. The surface was mottled and brushed, and rusty springs were exposed in some places.

He stood up in a daze, and brought a pile of dust and smoke with him, which seemed to explode some kind of gas bomb under the sunlight shining in from the window, causing him to cough earth-shatteringly.

Qiao Que: ...Damn it.

What about using S city as a template?

I thought it would be something like urban ghost tales!Also carefully prepared a lot of materials!One hundred pages!

The roadside ghosts on Changping Road, the will-o'-the-wisps in the cemetery in the suburbs, and the monsters in the water at the junction of the cross-river bridge, now I can recite the full text proficiently!

But what is this?World War III?

Qiao Que's uneasy eyes circled around and returned to the man by the window: "Brother Chi..."

All the glass in the room was shattered on the ground, leaving only a few irregular sharp sections on the windows, which reflected the extraordinarily strong sunlight outside the window into flash points, which were printed on the walls, and the dust formed a strange Tyndall effect under the light beams.

Jiang Luchi was leaning against the window and looking out, the backlight made it impossible to see his face clearly.

Hearing Qiao Que's voice, he turned his head and said "um", his eyes remained calm.

"Somewhat unexpected."

Hearing his voice, Qiao Que felt that he had taken a reassurance all at once, and wanted to laugh for some reason.

He stepped over the broken glass and stones on the ground as lightly as possible, walked to Jiang Luchi, and looked out.

Then he was stunned: "This is..."

As far as the eye could see were ruins.

The city seemed to have experienced some kind of targeted bombing, and it was completely ruined everywhere.

Several landmarks in City S are still standing tenaciously, and they can be seen from the past.But they were all stained with mottled dust, and some were broken from the middle, and only the steel bars were left connected, crumbling.

Rubbles and dirt are piled up on the streets, and many buildings are covered with vine-like plants. It looks like they are being slowly eaten into their mouths by some living thing in a trance.

There are still many dusty vehicles parked on the road, which cannot be seen clearly from their height, but there seems to be no trace of human activities.

Qiao Que took a deep breath, and the expression on his face couldn't tell whether it was fear or excitement: "The doomsday wasteland?! So cool!"

438 yelled: "What's going on! It's clearly written about the entire projected world of S city! Why is it different from what was agreed! To lie to AI? It looks very dangerous! I want to complain! The hot chicken main system has no heart!"

Qiao Que has passed the initial surprise, adjusted his mentality, and even felt a little eager to try: "It's okay to be a camel. I also want to go to a different world to exercise, so that I can become stronger."

438 Maternal love floods: "Fortunately, I followed in. How easy it is to not have enough to eat and not to wear warm in this kind of world..."

Qiao Que: ...

As an AI, have your hormones become more and more disordered recently?

Why so kind?

Is it related to my lack of maternal love since I was a child?

Jiang Luchi walked around the rather large suite.

The ground was covered with broken stones, but he walked as if walking on the ground, and finally stopped in front of the desk, picked up a piece of paper on the desk, and looked at it carefully.

Seeing this, Qiao Que squeezed over, without making any noise, and obediently stood aside to wait for orders.

After Jiang Luchi finished reading, he handed the paper to him: "Look at it."

The paper is the kind of white paper with a logo printed on it provided by the hotel. It has turned yellow and brittle, and the pen ink on it is so faint that it can hardly be seen.

It took Qiao Que a lot of effort to read clearly the passage written on it:

"There's no way. There's no way.

There is no hope.

We are surrounded.

To stay or to leave is death.

I don't want to lose my face, I don't.

What will the future of this world look like?

Does this world have a future? "

"No more?" Qiao Que read it over and over several times to make sure that only these few words were written on this piece of paper.

It also looks scribbled and vague, like someone hastily scribbled to vent their emotions.

His fingers repeatedly rubbed those words several times: "Lost face...Brother Chi?"

"Yes." Jiang Luchi glanced over Qiao Que's head to look at the world outside the window: "The rules of this world may be somewhat different from those of the present world."

He looked quite relaxed, opened the door and walked outside, looked at Qiao Que's dusty cheeks, slightly raised the corners of his lips, pointed to the same spot on his face, and said casually He added: "Kids, protect your face."

Qiao Que was dazzled by his shallow smile, covered his face with his hands and slapped himself twice.

He stood there in a daze for a few seconds before realizing that Jiang Luchi had actually made a joke with him.

Qiao Que:? ? ?

The boss is also joking?

You guys are kidding me!

Rounding it up... is life and death!

He wanted to pretend to be calm, but also wanted to set off firecrackers all over the world. He was so contradictory and so sweet that he couldn't stop the smile on his face, so he hurriedly ran after him: "Brother Chi..."

...then got stuck on the door and couldn't move.

Like a black turtle on all fours.

Qiao Que: ...

Yaowan, I originally thought that they would live in the hotel in S City template and they would not have to move.

That's why he took his whole life with him.

If I had known...that five catties of glutinous rice, I should have brought one less catty!

Jiang Luchi watched him carrying a huge bag stuck on the same door in a different time and space, shaking his arms and squeezing out, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

How embarrassing Qiao Que was just now, and the sight of Brother Chi not far away made him break down to the point of crying: "Ah, ah, I'm so ashamed."

438 is eating the popcorn that was crushed just now: "Yes!"

... Let you forget your friends when you see sex, and forget your mother after marrying a wife.

……

Wait, who is the "mother"?

In the end, Jiang Luchi couldn't stand it anymore, so he helped out by pulling a certain turtle out of the door.

Qiao Que was carrying a luggage that was bigger than others, and walked behind Jiang Luchi with a displeasure written all over his face.

From the corner of Jiang Luchi's eyes, he saw his slumped head, as if even his curly hair had straightened.

He coughed and said, "I heard that spiritual practice can create a portable space?"

Qiao Que became even more frustrated when he heard this, and said "hmm" with his mouth pursed: "After the foundation is established, there will be space. At first, it can only be as big as a wardrobe. It has to become very powerful to expand the space."

...and I just started refining Qi not long ago.

Not even a shoebox.

Jiang Luchi let out a very light laugh: "There will be. It should be soon."

Qiao Que was startled, and his ears trembled: "Really?"

Jiang Luchi's eyes turned around his chubby little earlobe, and then looked forward naturally: "Don't believe me?"

Qiao Que's eyes lit up immediately: "Of course!"

Jiang Luchi leisurely adjusted the wristband on his left hand: "Then take as many things as you want."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly made a sharp move, and a red light flew out of Qiao Que's ear.

Qiao Que only felt a gust of cool wind in his ears, and before he could close his eyes, a palm-sized falling rock above his head was accurately hit, and bounced to the corner of the wall with a "snap".

Jiang Luchi withdrew his hand, looked up at the cracked and cracked ceiling and frowned, "Be careful."

Qiao Que was so handsome because of his action just now, and he spun around a few times in his heart, "Aww, aww", "Tuo Tuo, Tuo Tuo, did you see that Brother Chi is so handsome!"

438: "...um."

...The situation just now obviously only needs to pull someone.

Why do you engage in such a cool behavior of "suddenly shooting behind you and then blowing the muzzle coldly"? !

How can some youngsters who have no concentration bear it?

what? !

Turning a corner, Jiang Luchi's footsteps stopped.

In front of them, the corridor and the road disappeared, leaving only a huge hole, with the wind blowing like a rooftop without guardrails.

The upper right corner of this hotel building, where the elevators and safety stairs should have been on their floor, seemed to have been neatly hacked, and all collapsed and decayed.

Now he takes another step outside, which is the height of the 30th floor.

Only some steel bars and concrete strips are still stretched out a few meters, which looks precarious.

Jiang Luchi only stopped for a moment, and stepped forward, his black boots lightly stepped on the exposed steel bars that looked precarious in the sky.

He easily stood at the forefront and looked down at the city without any protective measures, but he seemed to be standing on some landscape bridge with ease.

The wind blew the hem of his windbreaker, and he saw the whole world clearly.

It is in ruins.

The deserted city of S.

But it was by no means the S city they were familiar with.

To the north, the ruins are connected to an endless earth-colored desert. The vast and monotonous color spreads endlessly until the end of the line of sight.

On the south side of the ruins, there is a large dense forest covering the sky and the sun. As far as the eye can see, it is a torrential dark green, like an inaccessible tropical rainforest or a virgin forest.

Cities, deserts, forests.

Three kinds of landform environments that theoretically cannot appear in the same place coexist in this world.

The desert and the rain forest are clearly separated, and they are like two beasts fighting in secret, slowly devouring this decayed city.

Qiao Que stood on the edge of the safe position, shrank his feet secretly, looked at the unobstructed high altitude under his feet, and the clear scene in the distance, his legs were weak and he grabbed the wall, shivering.

He murmured in a low voice: "If I didn't say that this is the Demon Locking Tower, I would have thought it was a holographic game. This kind of world looks like biochemical or radiation, and the end of the world is linked, how can it have anything to do with demons and ghosts? "

...The abnormal life forms of these years have evolved to this level?

I, I, I, I don't even know if I'm afraid of mutant races and zombies!

Because I never thought that one day it would be possible to meet!

Jiang Luchi, who returned the same way after investigating the terrain, shook his head when he heard the words: "I said, in the world of Suoyao Tower, anything is possible."

438, who has experienced the world of Cthulhu, is fearless: "I told you not to underestimate the demon lock tower... Just like superpowers are evolving, and there are more and more strange ability users, abnormal life forms are also It's evolving... Do you really think they don't watch Hollywood? Only ghosts in red and hallucinations of drug use?"

Qiao Que: ...

438 sighed: "So now the abnormal life forms are becoming more and more difficult to control. A few days ago, I heard that a few were arrested recently, and they were going to be thrown into the Demon Locking Tower. They were charged with illegally selling guns and pirated CDs in the ghost market. "

Qiao Que:? ? ?

…Wait, isn’t it a little wrong to sell those two things together?

And the ghost actually needs to buy a gun?

It sounds as incredible as sister Kexin quietly embroidering flowers by candlelight!

438: "So, the world of the Demon Lock Tower will also develop in various eras. I heard from a colleague before that he has a host matching world, which is very strange. There are six genders alone."

Qiao Que: Huh?what?

438 spread his hands: "I don't understand. I listened to it for 10 minutes, but I didn't understand it."

Qiao Que: ...?