26.The dead

"It says ten days from now, so I guess this would be considered 'Day Zero'?" Ringo changed his hand to cover his mouth and nose, and added, "If you guys go out now, you won't be able to see the road for a while, after all, there's no streetlight here either."

Zixia knew what Ringo said made sense, so he quietly stepped aside and found a clean shelf to sit on.

He was indeed in a bit of a hurry, and had forgotten to even look at the time.

But he couldn't wait to leave this hellhole and go see his wife.

To see Yu Nian An.

To see the girl who loved to wear white.

"Little An, I'll escape from this hellhole soon." He mumbled, "Just wait, we'll be rich soon."

Qi Xia's expression was always different from the others, he wasn't flustered or sad, he was just a little anxious.

As the sky darkened, the crowd looked for clean spots to sit down.

Luckily, the night here was not cold, and everyone was just a bit hungry; after almost a day of not eating any water or rice, everyone felt like they couldn't muster any strength.

No one opened their mouths to speak again, they just slowly watched the earth-colored sun set in the sky, and the world fell into complete darkness.

This day's experience was like a terrible nightmare for everyone, and everyone fantasized that when they opened their eyes again, all the visions in front of them would disappear.

The whole city seemed to be silent, not knowing what was brewing, and the crowd heard what seemed to be a braying sound in the distance, but couldn't really hear it.

It was too dark here, so dark that they couldn't tell if their eyes were open or not.

The crowd had grown up in the city since they were young, and had never seen a dark night where they couldn't see their fingers.

"Liar boy, are you asleep?" Qiao Jiajin suddenly opened his mouth to ask not far from Qi Xia.

"What?"

"Do you think there are other 'participants' here ...?"

Qi Xia was silent for a moment and replied, "I've thought about that too, the 'Human Dragon' said that tens of millions of people have come out of the door, so it stands to reason that there are more than just the nine of us here ..."

Qiao Jiajin was also silent for a while, and then asked, "That shopgirl, could she be someone who once walked out of the door?"

"Hm?" Qi Xia was slightly stunned, he had never thought in this direction, after all, that woman looked like she had been living here for years.

But when he thought about it this wasn't a conflict, it didn't matter if the person was captured ten years in advance or ten days in advance. What mattered was that this place would be annihilated in ten days according to the 'human dragon'.

They may have different starting points, but the end is the same.

Thankfully, they shouldn't go completely insane like the shopgirl, after all, they only need to stay here for ten days.

In any case, they would see the 'result' after ten days.

"Cheat boy? You slept?" Qiao Jiajin asked.

Qi Xia no longer paid any attention to him, instead, he twisted his head to the side and seriously pondered over the events of today.

What was the reason for all this weirdness?

Unable to get an answer from Qi Xia, Qiao Jiajin also stopped making a fool of himself and gradually lost his voice.

After a short while, two more people spoke in the darkness, sounding like Dr. Zhao and Officer Li.

"Dr. Zhao ..."

"What?"

"I want to ask ... if a woman is malnourished for a long period of time, can she conceive life?"

Dr. Zhao was slightly silent for a moment and understood what Officer Li meant. The shopgirl in the room looked like she hadn't eaten for a long time, yet how was she able to give birth to a baby?

The others seemed to be interested in this question as well, and they all waited silently for him to answer.

Dr. Zhao organized his thoughts and said, "This issue is very complicated, if women are malnourished for a long period of time, it will easily lead to irregular menstruation, or even menopause and amenorrhea, in other words, the lack of basic vitamins will lead to them not being able to ovulate, and naturally not being able to conceive."

"So ... this is another thing that science can't explain?" Officer Li asked in a deep voice, "The shopgirl's physical condition looks very poor."

"You can't draw any conclusions about the specifics, in some parts of Africa, people also have very low nutritional intake, but also have high birth rates ..." Dr. Zhao sighed, "But this is not my area of expertise after all, involving everyone's physique, as well as the intake of key nutrients, and there's not much I know about it."

Officer Li stopped talking and didn't move after hearing this.

The crowd in the room fell into silence again.

Zixia did not want to sleep, but in the case of a complete loss of vision, one's perceptions would become blurred, and eventually slowly stop thinking.

Along with the quiet 'rustling' sound of the street, Qi Xia's eyelids sank.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, and in his dream, he saw Yu Nian'an's figure.

"Xia, do you know? There are many paths in this world, and everyone has their own one."

"Yes, Little An, I know." Qi Xia in the dream nodded, "I'll be able to get out soon, just wait."

I don't know how much time passed, but I only heard a loud, almost near-ear bell sound like thunder.

Qi Xia opened her eyes and stood up in a panic, realizing that it was already light outside.

Once they turned around, the crowd was in shock, all looking around just like Qi Xia, the sound of the bell was too loud and woke them up.

"What's going on?!" Xiao Ran subconsciously hid behind Officer Li.

Before the crowd could react, a weird coughing sound came from the corner of the room.

The cough sounded like it contained a mouthful of water.

Dr. Zhao realized that the sound was coming from behind, so he slowly turned around, only to see a horrifying scene.

Han Yimo was lying on the ground, his abdomen was stuck with a pure black giant sword, which was like a nail that pinned him to the ground, the entire sword seemed to have been stuck down with a lot of force, and a large portion of it had disappeared into the ground.

His mouth was spewing blood and he was coughing continuously.

"Oi! Writer!" Qiao Jiajin rushed forward to check on him.

"Coughing ... Qi ... Qi Xia ..." Han Yimo stretched out his hand, his voice not quite natural, sounding not like pain, not like fear, but more like doubt.

Qi Xia frowned slightly, then walked over and squatted down, holding Han Yimo's hand.

"I'm in." He replied while raising his head to look at the building's ceiling.

The entire ceiling was intact, and it didn't look like this huge black sword had fallen from the sky.

Han Yimo's lips moved slightly, his eyes began to glow, and after whimpering he actually began to cry in pain.

"This ... this place is not right ... Qi Xia ... coughing ... this can't be It can't be happening ... this "Seven Black Swords"... absolutely ... cough ... impossible! ... Qi Xia ... "Seven Black Swords" is not ..."

His coughing grew louder and louder, and he couldn't say a complete sentence, blood spraying out of his mouth and pouring back into his nose.

Han Yimo coughed loudly a few times, followed by a stiffening of his body, losing his vitality.

In a situation where it is difficult to breathe, just a few words will make him use up all his strength.

Yes ... A real dying person, where will there be so much time to explain his last words?

What followed was silence.

A long silence.

The crowd knew that Han Yimo should still have a lot to say, but the time left for him was obviously not enough, and a vivid life died in plain sight just like that.

Qi Xia frowned when he saw Han Yimo's lifeless eyes, and suddenly he had a splitting headache.

He covered his forehead and crouched down, feeling as if something was going to drill out of his mind, and then he let out a heartbreaking scream.

"Ah...!"

The crowd hadn't yet regained their senses from the fact that Han Yimo had died, and were immediately startled by Qi Xia's miserable scream.

"Liar boy, are you alright?" Qiao Jiajin asked cautiously.

After half a minute of silence, Qi Xia slowly leveled his breathing and said, "I'm fine ... Let's take a look at Han Yimo first ..."

The crowd saw that Qi Xia really didn't have any abnormalities before they turned their heads to look at Han Yimo's corpse, their hearts mixed.

One thought kept circling in their minds.

Were they really dead?

After a person dies, will they die again?

"Han Yimo ... was killed ...," Xiao Ran whispered.

This sentence "killed by someone" woke up the crowd with a start.

Yes, what we have to consider now is not the question of 'dying after death', but the question of 'murderer'.

Han Yimo was still conscious when he was found, which meant that the huge sword had just stabbed into his abdomen.

In other words, the person who killed him hadn't gone far, and was more likely to be hidden among the remaining eight.