Chapter 22

Looking at the pointed teeth approaching his head,

In desperation, Charles picked up the large package in his hand and smashed it vigorously, and his body was out of danger by the recoil.

But when he pulled it, the clothes caught by the sharp teeth were torn apart with a thud, and countless relics were scattered on the ground, making a jingling sound.

After the ancient oil lamp trembled slightly, it suddenly emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire corridor like daytime.

Somehow the flying leech was stimulated, and its body shook like an electric shock.

How could Charles let go of such a good opportunity to escape, he didn't care about anything, and rushed to his death with the remaining small bag.

Charles ran at the human limit speed for nearly five minutes, and he stopped when he saw that there was nothing chasing him, out of breath.

When he saw the few relics left in his arms, he felt distressed. There were only 4 relics left in the broken clothes.

"Damn! You slugs just wait for me, I will write down this grudge! When I get rich, I will definitely come back and cook all of you in one pot!!"

After venting his dissatisfaction, Charles got up and stood up, looking at the dim environment around him.

If the place used to be a bit like a hospital, then this place is completely a military base. The surrounding walls are no longer bright white tiles, but all become thick steel plates.

He had never been to this place before, and he seemed to have come to other places after running around.

"Hello anyone?" Charles' voice echoed in the air.

He walked along the wall, and after a short while, a round iron door nearly five meters high appeared in front of him.

The nearly half-meter-thick iron door was not intact, and a crack almost split the door in half.

Charles carefully looked inside and found that there was a lot of space inside.

Suddenly, a distant cough came from inside, and Charles was taken aback for a moment. "What's the matter? Could it be that there are still living people here?"

After glancing back, Charles walked lightly across the crack and walked inside.

As soon as he entered, Charles was shocked by the scene in front of him. Inside was a long tunnel like an air-raid shelter. There is an iron gate every 100 meters.

The nearest door had come off its post and was rigidly set into the ceiling.

"Cough... cough cough!" The coughing sound came from a distance again, and the voice seemed to be an old man.

Charles slowed down and fumbled in the direction of the sound.

Soon, Charles saw the source of the coughing sound, broken internal organs, coagulated blood, lifeless eyes, shriveled limbs, and mutilated brain.

A flesh and blood gate formed by the accumulation of the above substances is placed in the center of the fourth gate, and inside the gate frame is a wriggling purple liquid.

And at the left bottom of the door was a blood corpse with only half of its upper body, and it was he who made the coughing sound just now.

The bloody body opened its eyes and looked at Charles at the door.

"Ah ~ 096, have you finally found another host? Come here, since I was sent to this ghost place, I haven't seen you for a few days, let's have a good chat."

He knows me? No, he recognizes the mask on my face?

Charles glanced at the notebook on the wall, item number: "1068."

"Haha, who am I? It turns out to be 1068. I haven't seen you for a long time. That's right. I'm 096." Charles walked towards the fleshy door familiarly.

The blood corpse on the door stared at Charles for a few seconds and then shook his head slightly. "No, you're not 096, you didn't become it."

Seeing that he couldn't fool this guy, Charles simply stopped pretending and asked it, "Hey, do you know where the exit of this place is?"

"Isn't it too impractical for you to ask an old man who can't move for directions? Could it be that after so many years, human beings have become stupid?"

so many years? Has this guy been around for many years? So does it know something about the surface?

After thinking for a moment, Charles asked it about the surface.

"Ah ~ the sun, of course I know, that's what hangs in the sky. I haven't been in the sun for a long time, can you move me out and let me dry out?"

Hearing this exciting news, Charles suddenly jumped over like a monkey, holding the blood corpse's head tightly and shouting excitedly: "When did you see it? How long ago?"

"Damn it! Don't pull my head!! I'm still conscious!"

"Clang!" Charles pulled out the black knife stuck in his calf, and put it directly on the guy's face, threatening in a stern tone: "Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up!"

1068 showed a trace of anger on his bloody face, "The door on my body, through the door on my body, you can see the sun."

"The door?" Charles thought of something, walked to the door, and looked at the notebook hanging on the wall.

After a few seconds, he rushed back angrily and chopped it on the neck with a knife. "How dare you lie to me! It is clearly written on it that there are other worlds behind your door! None of the living things that go in can come out!"

Following 1068's scream, the entire gate of flesh and blood twitched as if it felt pain.

"You trash that deserves to be used to scrape your ass! I curse you." 1068 took off his disguise and yelled at Charles.

"Hurry up! If you dare to talk nonsense, I will chop off your head!"

Seeing the blade close at hand, 1068 finally compromised.

It said with a dispirited expression, "I forgot the exact time. When I saw the sun for the last time, I remember when they sent me to a boat. I sat on that boat for a long time."

"Hahaha!" The ecstatic Charles rolled his head in the air and let out a nervous laugh.

"I knew someone came down from the surface! I knew it!! If they can come down, I can definitely go up!!"

But before Charles was happy for too long, a familiar red light lit up outside the door.

"I'm going! The slugs are coming again!" Charles looked around, trying to find a place to hide, but he immediately found that there was no shelter in the entire house except for the fleshy door.

Charles's mind was spinning quickly, and suddenly he thought of a way to rush directly to the corner of the room, like a gecko, and rushed to the upper left corner of the room.

Charles' limbs were tightly attached to the two walls, and he was stuck in the corner with the help of his strong body control.

He had just stopped when three flying leeches floated in shining red.

The leech didn't notice Charles, and swam directly in front of 1068, and began to vomit towards the black door, half-rotten rats poured into the door continuously.

"They...are feeding 1068? Why?"

Just when Charles was puzzled, 1068 began to speak. "Dr. Tina, you are still so beautiful."

"Who is it talking to?" Another question appeared in Charles' mind.

At this moment, he suddenly saw 1068 looking up at him, with a smug smile on his bloody face, and Charles' heart skipped a beat.

"Dr. Tina! 096 ran out!! It's hanging in the upper left corner of the room now! Contain it now!!"