when the alien joins the escape game

At this time, the young college student opened his eyes, and first used his mental strength to check the little alien from the beginning to the end. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and took the little alien by the hand and walked to the scene of the car accident a hundred meters away. .

The utility pole in front had been knocked askew to a shaky angle, but the inspector between the front of the car and the pole was far worse...or there was nothing left.

His cloak and long trousers were ripped and scattered aside.The inverted triangular paper face was torn in half and drifted far away, while the long knife was lying intact in the middle of the road in the distance, being crushed by passing cars from time to time.

A large group of black filaments that were knocked over before they had time to evacuate happily swam over. Instead of returning directly to the main force, they swarmed back into the pockets of the small alien clothes, maintaining the shape of the filaments in case of emergency. needs.

The little alien stared at it for a long time, and finally realized that there was something missing in this picture: "Where's the uncle with one arm?"

The young college student walked quickly to the car, opened the door, and lifted out the disjointed single arm from the passenger seat:

"The reason why it took me so long just now is because I had to control the car driver to stop first, and then control the unconscious Wu Jiang hanging on the front of the car to slowly climb into the car door by himself."

"Because people in the normal world of Happy City can't touch things in our dimension?" The smart boy rushed to answer:

"We can only touch objects in the real world, such as black shadows of cars. But we can't touch people and NPCs in the real world... Otherwise, even if we are on a crosswalk, we will be caught at an extremely high speed compared to us. Fast real-world figures get hit and killed? Because in the few seconds of walking through a coffee shop in the real world, they have already crossed thousands of identical copy-pasted coffee shops in this dark world dimension ?”

"Yes, that's right." The young college student praised with relief, and then went on to explain: "These buildings here are just projections of the real world, so the speed of the car relative to the pole is still normal, but This inspector is now in the same dimension as us, and the car is... like a meteorite to it."

The little alien nodded to express his understanding, then walked to the side of the college student, wrapped the remaining arm of the one-armed man around his own neck, so as to prevent the little bit of flesh connected to the shoulder from falling off. down...

"You humans are so injured...can you still live?" The little alien asked hesitantly as he looked at the twisted spine with one arm.

"Should it be possible?" The young college student was not too sure: "I have tested with mental strength, Wu Jiang's injuries are recovering a little faster than at rest, but at this speed, it will take about... more than 80 years for the wounds to heal."

Hearing that this human friend who was rescued with great difficulty will not die, the little alien is completely relieved now, it is not in vain to come out by himself, if it is just to take back a corpse... it is completely unnecessary.The little alien thought that all corpses should be absorbed without waste.

"Eh? You look a bit awkward now..." The little alien finally turned his attention back to the face of his human nanny: "Maybe it's because I pulled you in the wrong direction just now... Is your nose broken?" , or does it look crooked?"

The young college student used all his mental strength to cross over to the real world to control the driver of the car just now, and now he has a severe headache. Hearing the caring words of the little alien, he felt an arrow in his chest!

"It's just that the bridge of my nose is broken. I don't usually look like this..." The young college student tried to calm down and said, "Xiao Yi, haven't you remembered my appearance yet?"

The little alien quickly looked at the specific appearance of the human nanny who had been neglected by him, and then answered with uncertainty: "You should remember... Anyway, you are a pretty human being."

It turns out that Xiaoyi only remembers me as a "beautiful human being". If I meet someone more beautiful next time...

Thinking of this, the young college student took a deep breath: "Xiao Yi, what's my name?"

"Eh..." The little alien got stuck, and looked at his human nanny with wide eyes: "Your name is Liu... no, you are Wu..."

Listening to the little alien, the young college student guessed back and forth among the two human surnames he only knew, and after a long silence, he said, "My name is Huo Li."

"Okay, I remembered Huo Li!" The little alien was full of confidence, and his IQ was very high!Just pay attention, even if the name of this human nanny has two hundred characters, I will remember it!

Hearing that his name was accurately spoken from the mouth of the little alien, the young college student nodded in satisfaction.

"However, how should we go back? It has been half an hour now, and the speed of 45 meters per hour on the 20 road can also drive through two or three shops in the real world."

The little alien counted with his fingers, and then looked up at the endless road in the distance, and countless copy-pasted coffee shops...

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5 minutes later

On the dark road, the black shadow of a car fast and slow, sprinting from left to right, overtook the only real bus on the road from behind at lightning speed.

It's like a cheetah galloping on the grassland, passing the slow-moving snail.

The car suddenly slammed on the brakes and slowed down. At the moment it passed the No. 45 bus, with a soft crash, the two dragged their unconscious one arm, smashed through the bus glass and jumped into the compartment.

And the car that they had just left that slammed on the brakes was instantly knocked out by the black shadow of the vehicle in the real world behind.

The next second, the little alien and Huo Li were stunned, and they looked around in a daze.

In this No. 45 bus, there was not even a single passenger.The empty compartment under the dim light is surprisingly quiet, giving people a sense of discomfort that is both familiar and unfamiliar...

The little alien opened his mouth wide in surprise, and stretched his head to look forward.There is no driver's cab in front of the car, but the looming darkness at the junction at the end of the car.

The two put their unconscious one arm on the seat and sat down, then walked forward quickly. After passing through the darkness where there were no headlights at the junction of several meters of carriages, another empty carriage came into view.

Going forward, there is still no one in the car.

Go again, or another new compartment!

The young college student and the little alien quickly walked through more than twenty carriages, but still did not see the familiar old lady and the driver's cab.

The little alien stopped, and retracted the black silk ball that was used to cling to the wall of the car when he broke in through the window just now: "Where is the front of the car? Where are the passengers? Have we really returned to the No. 45 bus..."

"I used my mental strength to search hundreds of carriages forward and backward, but I couldn't find the front and rear of the car, but there are other passengers here..." said the young college student, taking out his metal number plate from his pocket.

The metal plate with the number 9 was still engraved on it when it was retrieved from the toll office of Alice Hospital, but now the metal casting number on it has suddenly changed to 178!

A flash of thought flashed in the eyes of the young college student: "Xiao Yi, what is the number of your metal plate now?"

The little alien took out his own metal plate from the brown bear hoodie, looked carefully and identified the number on it: "This is... number 177?"

"Do you still remember what the bus driver announced when Wu Jiang's 'Fear' got on the bus?" The young college student seemed to have grasped something: "He said that the companion of tester No. 176 had already boarded the bus..."

"This number won't be the order of the testers in the whole test field, right?" The little alien reacted very quickly. He looked at the metal plate with the Arabic numeral 177 engraved in his hand, tilted his head and guessed:

"At that time, I was the latest among the 10 trainees in Alice Hospital, and I was No. 10. On this bus, our numbers have all changed. You get on the bus after me, and it is No. 178. The old lady and One-armed uncle is in the front, it is No. 175 and No. 176, but there are No. 1-174 in front. Could it be that there are 45 people on this No. 174 night bus before us?" The little alien walked back and forth in the carriage The darkness looked back and forth:

"Besides a few of us, there are 174 testers who don't know where?"

"Maybe it's even worse," the young college student said in a deep voice, "The ones staying in the carriage with us should be the 174 people who got on the train before us, and their 'fear'..."