bookrandom Chapter 580 This is... the quarantine zone from back then.
Chapter 580 This is... the quarantine zone from back then.
The ward doors on both sides of the corridor were wide open, revealing overturned metal-framed beds, broken IV bottles, and blackened bedding scattered around...
The traces of the chaos during the evacuation are still clearly visible.
The end of the pipe is a heavy iron door at the end of the corridor.
The iron gate was rusted, and even bluish-gray moss had grown in the cracks.
On the right side of the door panel is an embedded square lock panel, covered with a dark patina.
Su Wan raised her finger, placed the fingertip above the keyhole, and gently fiddled with it a few times.
A crisp "click" came from inside the lock cylinder, and the lock popped open.
The door slid open a crack, and a strong, pungent smell of decay hit us.
Su Wan's pupils contracted sharply, and she grabbed Lin Feng, who was about to take a step:
"Hold your breath!"
Lin Feng reacted quickly, immediately covering his mouth and nose, and squeezed into the doorway.
The beam of the flashlight swept across—
The entire space was covered with large swathes of eerie, pale white and bluish-white fungi.
The cap is layered, with some parts reaching half a meter in height, resembling an ocean churning with white and blue foam.
The fluorescent tubes overhead had long been wrapped in mycelium into white cocoons, with only a few dangling wires still swaying gently, stirring the fine, grayish-white spores suspended in the air.
On the wall in the corner, there are several air vents about the size of a bowl, with louvered iron grilles tightly closed.
It is conceivable that once the vents are opened, these spores will flow continuously into every dormitory room through the pipes.
Su Wan's S-level perception spread out, and the bacteria covering the walls and floor seemed to be peeled away layer by layer, revealing a more ancient and gruesome truth beneath—
The inside of the iron gate was covered with scratch marks of varying depths.
The walls were covered with dried, blackened bloodstains, and crooked, illegible handwriting expressing despair.
Broken IV bottles were scattered on the ground.
The hospital gown in the corner had long since weathered away, leaving only a layer of yellowish-brown decaying grime.
There were several drag marks of varying depths on the corner of the floor...
Su Wan's pupils trembled slightly, her tone heavy:
"This is... the place where those infected with the virus were quarantined back then."
Lin Feng clenched his fist tightly: "This place, the source of all this trouble, must be burned to the ground."
Before the words were finished—
Suddenly, a faint electrical sound came from the ceiling, indicating that electronic components were activating.
Then, that cold, synthesized voice sounded again:
"Unauthorized intrusion detected... Access locked... Initiating... Cleanup process..."
"Bang!"
The iron gate behind them slammed shut, completely sealing the two of them in this airtight spore hell.
At the same time, the hidden blowers embedded in the wall started up simultaneously, and a powerful airflow swept through the entire room, with grayish-white poisonous spores swarming towards the two of them.
"Walk!"
Lin Feng grabbed Su Wan's wrist, and with a thought, forcibly severed the deduction connection.
The image shattered into countless tiny spots of light, as if the two people had been suddenly pulled out of the water from deep water.
"Cough cough cough—!"
The two opened their eyes at the same time. Lin Feng hunched over and coughed violently several times, a lingering, indescribable musty smell in his throat.
It was clearly just a sensory simulation in the deduction process, but the body faithfully produced a stress response to poisoning.
He grabbed the bottled water on the table and took two big gulps to barely suppress the nausea.
Su Wan leaned back in her chair, raised her hand to rub her temples, and the dark aura in her eyes slowly dissipated.
Lin Feng wiped the water from the corner of his mouth, turned to look at her, and asked:
"Will that spore... also harm you?"
After all, the supernatural can go without breathing; their daily breathing and panting are just imitations of humans.
Su Wan's gaze was solemn:
"The toxicity of spores does not rely on the respiratory tract to take effect."
"Even if I don't breathe, once the spores attach to my skin, the hyphae will immediately burrow into my flesh. Moreover—this thing is covered with extremely heavy resentment, which is still fatal to us weirdos."
"Fortunately, we only encountered all of this in a simulation. If it were reality, even if we managed to escape from the spore-infected area, we would definitely be hunted down by Amansa from every angle."
Lin Feng nodded solemnly: "Therefore, the Heart of Amansa must be found as soon as possible. Only by regaining control of the AI or directly destroying its core can the entire cycle of the hospital be completely stopped."
Su Wan didn't continue the conversation, but instead changed the subject, her tone becoming somewhat urgent:
"It's almost 10:30, let me take you back to your dorm first."
"Don't forget dormitory rule number six: every night before lights out, all dormitory members must jointly confirm one thing they have experienced together or one work of art they have watched together."
"If you are absent, it is equivalent to automatically forfeiting, and your personal understanding will be forcibly tainted by the rules!"
Lin Feng's expression hardened: "Then hurry up."
Su Wan nodded, reached out and grabbed Lin Feng's wrist, leading him a few steps to the window. She pushed open the window with one hand, and with a light touch of her toes, the two of them floated over the window.
Landing silently, Su Wan exerted her strength again before even bending her knees, carrying Lin Feng's figure through the night several times, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived at the side door of the medical center leading to the basement.
Lin Feng looked at the dark and dim stairwell and said softly, "Wan'er, you should go back. I can go down this way by myself."
Su Wan didn't move, tilting her head slightly: "Have you forgotten dormitory rule number 5?"
[Dormitory Rule 5: There is only one corridor in the basement.]
If you accidentally walk into a completely unfamiliar corridor, don't panic. Stand still, close your eyes, and think of something that makes you happiest.
If you still haven't returned to the familiar corridor, loudly call out your name while walking forward.
"It's late at night and the fog is thick. The dungeon is most prone to mutations, and this rule is very likely to be triggered," Su Wan whispered a reminder.
Lin Feng did not refuse; having Su Wan by his side provided an extra layer of security.
"Okay, then I'll trouble you to make the trip, my wife."
The two walked side by side, slowly descending the cold, damp stairs.
As soon as I stepped down the last few steps, the scene before me suddenly changed.
The once familiar, old, and moldy underground corridor has completely disappeared, replaced by an extremely beautiful, dreamlike, and unreal long corridor.
The entire corridor is paved with warm, white jade stone, and the floor is as smooth as a mirror, clearly reflecting the soft light flowing overhead.
The walls on both sides are inlaid with thin strips of warm light, creating a gentle and lingering glow.
The corridor is adorned with blooming white roses, their fragrance delicate yet rich, lingering gently in the air.
The long corridor is shrouded in mist, concealing unknown and gentle scenery that silently bewitches the heart, making one subconsciously want to step deeper.
Lin Feng's heart sank.
There was no one beside him; Su Wan, who had been standing shoulder to shoulder with him just moments before, had vanished without a trace.
He instantly realized that he was the only one who had fallen into an illusion.
Rule 5's illusion only applies to the Chosen Ones. Su Wan is not a Chosen One, so she was directly rejected and removed from this space by the illusion mechanism...