Paintings of Terror

The "researcher" tirelessly pressed the power button again every five seconds.

Although it only takes five seconds to turn on each time, the unbearable pain will remain in the body unabated, and there is no buffer even during the short power-off time.

This is a kind of hard pain that needs to be endured for life, constantly hovering at the top of the human body's limit.

I don't know how long this repetition and circling has passed. It has been so long that even Mu Yiran's body has been soaked in sweat from the pain. Beads of sweat rolled down on his forehead, and suddenly a few drops fell on the eyelashes. Suddenly a flower.

Mu Yi blinked, but to no avail, they stuck to it, as if on purpose, trying to block his view of the phone screen.

Mu Yiran closed this eye and looked at the screen with the other eye, but unfortunately, after a while, dripping sweat even covered this eye.

I can't see anything clearly, no matter how much I blink, they stick firmly to it.

As long as there is an error of one second, one of him and Ke Xun will surely die.

Ke Xun... But he tried very hard to live with him.

Mu Yiran took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, let go.

pause.

Will it be powered on again?It will definitely pass, must pass.

The moment the electric current ran through the body, it seemed to make people feel relieved for the first time.

Mu Yiran just closed his eyes like this, dancing on the tip of a knife, counting silently, and came to dangerously support the lives of two people together with Ke Xun.

The sweat beads on the eyelashes became sticky, making people very uncomfortable. Mu Yiran opened his eyes and wanted to move his eyelids. The mobile phone screen in front of him was unexpectedly clear again, but he saw in the next moment, A low battery warning is displayed.

Battery, only 4% left.

And now, there is still a long, long time before dawn.

What will happen to Ke Xun if the phone turns off automatically when its battery runs out?

It is impossible for Ke Xun to think that he has been counting silently all the time, so it is impossible for him to use this method to continue to let go with him on time. Will stop silently counting time without knowing whether he (Ke Xun) will use this method.

3% battery remaining.

They couldn't make a sound, couldn't send a code, and when the phone screen went off, there could only be one ending.

what to doIs this really the end of it?

2% battery remaining.

There are so many paintings of life and death, and people keep leaving on the way.

Mu Yiran thought that he was already used to parting and looked down on death, but at this moment he realized that he was still unwilling to accept it.

1% battery remaining.

What will Ke Xun do?

He said "goodbye" to him.

This guy...he had expected this step a long time ago.

The screen of the mobile phone flashed the shutdown screen, and in less than three seconds, the entire laboratory in Area C was plunged into endless darkness.

Mu Yiran didn't count the time silently, he just firmly grasped the end of the wire in his hand.

The extreme pain that brought people to the brink of death came overwhelmingly, and every microsecond felt like being in an endless hell, cracking the liver and gallbladder, and shattering the nerves.

It is very simple to want to be free, you just need to let go of your hand, you only need to let go of your hand lightly, you can be free and live.

Sweat poured out of his body like a faucet that had been turned on, and Mu Yiran raised his eyes to look into the dark void. The sweat kept flowing into his eyes, which made him stung, but this pain was compared to the pain he was suffering on his body at this moment. Not even an iota.

At times like this, time always seems to be slowed down extremely badly, and every second is stretched infinitely, slipping past bit by bit, sticky and slow.

During the process, Mu Yiran hoped that Ke Xun could let go more than once, even hoped and longed.

Even death is better than this pain.

However, Ke Xun, that stubborn and stupid guy, just fell in love with him, without saying a word, and he would not let go even if he died.

——Even if he hadn't been gagged and covered up his voice, that guy would definitely have kept silent, and would have beaten him to the end.

Suddenly, being forced to kill each other has turned into an active contest, to see who is the first to admit defeat, to see who is the stronger of the two.

Mu Yiran suddenly felt that this kid might have wanted to win him a long time ago.

However, when he overcame him, he also died in his hands.

Time is still passing slowly, and the severe pain still continues and accumulates.

In the dead darkness, the two people who can't see or feel each other, relying on the death current that connects each other's lives, go to the sea of ​​​​fire and swords together in an alternative way of hand in hand.

As long as countless life and death cycles have passed, in the exhausted overdraw and weak panting, the death current is finally no longer connected.

The sound of footsteps rushing away, the belt that restrained the whole body was loosened in an instant, and in the silence, I could suddenly hear my own weak breathing.

Li Yaqing's crying voice suddenly sounded, wailing, hoarse, and shouting indistinctly: "I didn't mean it...I didn't want to kill people...Why, why did you let me encounter these..."

No one could answer her.

Mu Yiran has never been so weak as he is now, even reaching into his trouser pocket to touch his phone is extremely difficult.The whole hand was shaking, and even when he took out the mobile phone, he almost failed to hold it and fell to the ground.

Turning on the phone screen, Mu Yiran turned the light to Ke Xun on the other side of the machine.

This guy was about to yawn, but it seemed that he was too tired and weak, so he just opened his mouth and gave up halfway. With tears in the corners of his eyes, he turned his head to look at him with difficulty.

He didn't even have the strength to laugh, he only bent his eyes, moved the corners of his lips, closed his eyelids, and completely slumped on the chair.

Throughout the night, who can imagine what kind of pain they experienced, and what kind of willpower they relied on to survive successfully.

Mu Yiran put down the phone and closed his eyes.

The darkness is still this darkness, the laboratory is still this laboratory, and the painting is still this kind of painting.

But something or someone seems to be different from before.

Mu Yiran was woken up by the loud banging on the door, and Wei Dong shouted in panic and anxiety, even a little miserable: "Ke Er! Ke Er! Don't scare me! Come and open the door! Come and open the door, Ke Er! You It's okay, I know you're okay, open the door, Keer!"

Mu Yiran turned on the phone again and looked to the side, but saw that Ke Xun was still sleeping, softened into a puddle of mud on the chair, like Erha who was only sleeping shapelessly.

Mu Yiran stood up with difficulty, the great pain last night was substantial, and the aftertaste remained in his body for a long time.

Some staggered two steps, walked slowly to the door, and opened the door with great effort.

Standing outside the door were Weidong, Qin Ci and Zhu Haowen. When they first saw Mu Yiran, their expressions were relaxed, but they were shocked by his appearance in an instant. Qin Ci hurriedly asked: "What's going on? Others What about people?"

Wei Dong had rushed into the room recklessly, the moment he saw Ke Xun on the chair, Wei Dong roared and rushed over, his legs softened and knelt beside Ke Xun, wailing: "Ke Er—Ke Xun Wake up--don't scare me--I know you ain't dead, you won't--Col--Col you told me you were just asleep--you must be--wake up Wake up Ke Er—"

"I'm fucking... just asleep... Get up and crush me to death..." Ke Xun's weak voice sounded from the top of Weidong's head.

"..." Wei Dong looked up at him in astonishment, then grabbed his face and pulled it left and right, "You're not dead?! You're not dead?! I hate you! That's great—— That's great - woo woo woo, I'm sorry for your uncle -"

Then came Qin Ci Zhu Haowen: "..."

"Don't be so special... I'm crying... my nose rubbed all over me..." Ke Xun struggled to sit up straight, pushing Wei Dong who was still on top of him with trembling hands.

"You fucking stink and still think my nose is snot..." Wei Dong wiped his face and stood up, and took a photo of Ke Xun with a flashlight, "Why are you so wet? Are you scared to pee?"

"...Are you able to pee so evenly on your body?" Ke Xun leaned on the chair and didn't want to get up. With one hand resting on his forehead, he raised his face slightly and looked at Mu Yiran who was standing against the door frame.

I can't help laughing, it's good to be weak and weak together.

To live, and of course to live together.

Li Yaqing has already passed out from crying, and next to her is the dead Cai Xiaoyan. After experiencing such pain, fear and moral shock for two consecutive nights, this girl may have completely collapsed.

"Where's Zhang Hanrui?" Ke Xun asked Qin Ci.The two of them were in the D experimental area last night.

Qin Ci was silent for a moment before speaking: "Leave here and go to the top first, you will know when you go up."

Seeing Ke Xun trembling and standing up on a chair, Zhu Haowen stepped up to support him before Wei Dong, Qin Ci helped Mu Yiran, Wei Dong carried Li Yaqing who was in a coma on his back, and everyone left the underground experiment area. The iron gate came out and went to the cafeteria on the first floor.

But Qi Qiang, Huang Pi and Xu Zhen who were in the A laboratory last night were all there, but Qi Qiang's scalp was torn and his face was bleeding, and he was washing the wound with water at the moment, Xu Zhen's elbows, knees and Her legs were also covered with bruises and bruises.

"What's the situation?" Wei Dong was surprised, "Are you being beaten? You shouldn't be, isn't there only noise in the A experimental area?"

Xu Zhen's face was very ugly: "It's only the noise, but the noise is too overwhelming..." Then he glanced at Qi Qiang, "The injury on his head was caused by hitting the wall by himself, because he couldn't stand the noise."

She didn't say how her injury came about, but it was obviously the same as Qi Qiang.

"It seems that Haowen'er and I are lucky," Wei Dong looked lucky, "Fortunately, Ke Er had a good idea. If he passed out, he wouldn't know anything. What about you, Ke Er? How did you survive last night?"

Ke Xun didn't have the energy to answer, so he lay down on the table and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep, listening to Mu Yiran, who was sitting next to him, briefly talking about what happened last night, and everyone was shocked and silent.

"Where's the girl in the room with you?" Xu Zhen asked Qin Ci.

Qin Ci's voice was low, and he only answered one sentence: "She has undergone a frontal lobotomy."

There was another longer silence among the people.

It seems that Zhang Hanrui was not lucky, she woke up from a coma halfway.

"Are you still alive?" Ke Xun suddenly raised his head and asked.

"Alive," Qin Ci's voice paused, "but...lost language and most of the bodily functions, as well as the ability to think."

It's no different from a vegetable.

"Dongzi, go down and carry her up." Ke Xun said to Weidong, "She's still alive."

Qin Ci said: "Let me go, I temporarily put her on the bed in the laboratory just now, she... has a little incontinence."

When Qin Ci carried Zhang Hanrui on her back, the clothes underneath her were covered with dirt, but among the remaining people, only Xu Zhen and Li Yaqing were women. Li Yaqing was still fainting, and it was difficult for men to help clean up. , I had to look at Xu Zhen.

"I'm about to die myself, so why do I care about a half-dead person?!" Xu Zhen refused expressionlessly.

"Now, decide the order of taking numbers tonight." A hoarse voice suddenly sounded, it was Huang Pi who had never spoken.