The environment inside the door is clean, the chairs are completely in place, and the shelves are full of goods, as if nothing has happened.

The most exaggerated thing is that the door panel is used as the dividing point, which forcibly separates my blood stains on the ground into two halves.

Seeing that there were no weirdos inside, Situ Shan whispered to take care, then turned and left.

After entering the door, I endured the pain and waited until I finished checking the shelves for the first time before sitting back on the chair.

I don’t know if it was because some weirdo ate the raw meat, but I didn’t find any extra pack of raw meat on the shelf. As soon as I sat down, I started checking the severed hands.

It seemed that the blood was not flowing out, so I took off my pants, gritted my teeth and held the severed arm up, resisting the pain, and tied the separated hands tightly with my pants.

The blood kept flowing from my chest and arms, and I didn't know if it was of any use, but other than that, I couldn't seem to do anything.

No, I think I can still eat to replenish my energy.

During this period, I looked at the glass counter in front of me and kept thinking about a question - how did the weirdo get out.

I obviously can't go out from the window sill, and only I can open the door behind me. It would be too unbelievable to say that he climbed in and waited for me to open the door before going out.

Situ Shan also said that she had never seen a weirdo before, and considering that there were no injuries on other colleagues, it was obvious that the weirdo was not targeting me.

In other words, this is a common phenomenon. I just need to know how weird people get in and out, and I have one more choice.

Although I don’t know what the purpose of going out is, since it imposes restrictions through means other than explicit text, I have to know why. I can’t just ignore everything and stay in this dangerous place for the rest of my life.

Just thinking about it, I gradually closed my eyes and cultivated my health.

"Brother, brother..."

The immature children's voices, from soft to loud, from far to near, pulled me out of my dream very easily. But my eyelids were a little heavy, and it was very difficult for me to open them. The little girl kept talking, and I probably wouldn't open them.

The attitude of making a fuss till the very end.

I wanted to say ten thousand words to her, some to scold her, and some to plead with her, but I only asked one sentence: "What's wrong?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa -"

Along with the sound of water flowing, there were also the words of the little girl: "I found a lot of cards. Please help me see which ones can be used."

Hearing this, I endured the pain and opened my eyes. A shabby baggage was placed on the glass cabinet, and various colorful cards were scattered on the cabinet. I took a closer look and saw that they were all bank cards and bank cards from major banks.

Credit cards, even personal business cards included.

I randomly picked up a lighter piece of bread and placed it on the glass container, then picked up a bank card and started trying to swipe it.

As expected, there was no response from the machine after swiping the card.

I slowly tried one piece at a time, and when it didn't work, I threw it out of the counter and tried it myself. The little girl was lying on the glass counter, staring at me one by one.

Zhang's test.

After trying out all the cards that I knew had financial value, I randomly took out a beautifully designed personal business card with only red letters on a white background from those strange business cards.

After I finished swiping, I felt that my work ID card was getting hot. I took it out and saw that the number of sales changed from -1 to 0!

There are many other types of business cards of this type. In addition to the different designs and names on the business cards, the colors and textures are also different.

I took a business card with a design that was very different from the current one, but had a thicker texture and swiped it. After swiping it, I immediately picked up my work card and waited for the number to change. As a result, there was no response to the number of sales. It was still the same.

0.

"Brother, can I get the bread now?" the little girl looked at me longingly and said.

I nodded and responded to her. At this moment, I realized that I was stupid. How could the numbers change if I didn't choose the product?

I looked at the little girl and asked if there was anything else she wanted to eat. She pointed to one and I took one. As a result, she talked a lot. After I took them all, I felt my heart beating fast and my head was spinning.

, I leaned on the chair and rested for a while before I regained my composure.

The little girl was very sensible and just watched me rest quietly without taking anything away except the bread from before.

I had almost rested, so I casually picked up a business card of the same style and swiped it. Immediately afterwards, my work ID card started to get hot again, and this time it stayed hot for an extra long time. Correspondingly, I was holding a business card in my hand.

This business card has also undergone some changes.

Not only that kind of business card, but also my work permit has undergone some changes. First of all, the number on the work permit has changed from 0 to 1. It still feels smooth to the touch, but the surface is like a layer of gravel, which is not uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

It has a tactile feel. The texture of the business card I hold in my hand has declined slightly, and the surface has become like frosted glass, which feels full of damping to the touch.

Through the business card, I could vaguely see black dots on the back, which seemed to have words on the back. I turned it over and saw that there were four big words on it: "Tourist Rules", and the details below were like blurred ink.

It's very blurry and looks like black blocks. If you look carefully, the four words "Tourist Rules" tend to blur out. It's just because the font is larger that the whole thing can be seen clearly.

I hurriedly took out other business cards to see the details of the visitor regulations. But the backs of all the business cards were in pieces, and even the part with the name on some of them tended to be blurred.

At this time, I suddenly discovered a different business card. The entire business card was as black as dripping ink. On the front, a paragraph could be vaguely seen in the black, and on the back, there was a sentence composed of red floating on the black:

Either be one of them or be one of them and don't...

Seeing this, a chill instantly spread from the back of my head throughout my body. Only then did I realize that something was different around me, and the sound of my heartbeat seemed to be particularly loud.

Not only was my heartbeat, I could even hear the heartbeat of the little girl outside the counter. In addition, there was the sound of rushing water and the hissing sound of objects encountering strong acid.

Without thinking too much, I understood that these were obviously various noises made by the human body. I calmed down and listened carefully, and found that the sounds of animals around me were all gone.


Chapter completed!