But after understanding part of the truth, they became even more depressed.

The residents of the narrow building are also their compatriots, okay, yes, they know it - but apart from making them realize that the mastermind behind it is more terrifying than they imagined, can it bring anything else?

hope?

Bullshit hope!

So after this news, the higher floors of the narrow building have been in chaos for a long time.

Of course, later on, the news about the ultimate nightmare did seem to wake up the drunken taskmasters and residents of the narrow building, but that was all.

Ding Yi was embarrassed about the efficiency of message transmission, which was more or less because the higher floors of the narrow building were too confusing.

Before they entered Xu Beijin's nightmare, many people had already gone to the higher floors of the narrow building with news of the ultimate nightmare.

However, several days passed and there was still no reply. It seems that they are still in some kind of special predicament.

confusion.

Makiashi smiled bitterly, and he couldn't help but said dejectedly: "It seems that before we tried to save them, they had already given up on themselves..."

He Shujun complained about him mercilessly: "I think you are the one who gives up on yourself first."

Makashi: "..."

All the missionaries laughed mercilessly.

It seems that ever since they realized why Makiashi kept saying the word "loser" on his lips, they have gradually started to behave this way. Makiashi was annoyed, but also had an indescribable feeling.

He thought to himself, okay. Scars should always be opened. He couldn't dwell on his past failures forever.

Besides, that can’t be said to be a “failure.” Rather, he simply recognized his true nature.

People will always recognize themselves at some point, good or bad, righteous or hypocritical.

After thinking for a moment, Makijiashi shook his head.

He Shujun gave up when things got better: "Seriously, you can't always think that things are going to be bad."

Her tone was relaxed, "We have already survived the worst, can it be worse than that? What I'm talking about is the moment we just entered the narrow building."

Other missionaries couldn't help but be distracted.

Perhaps because this moment was special, they unconsciously followed He Shujun's words and thought about it.

About... They had just entered the Narrow Building, that chaotic, barbaric, bloody and dark era.

That hopeless era was full of killing and betrayal. People tried their best to get to the higher floors of the narrow building.

There is no order.

Sometimes order means hypocrisy, and that is at least an order.

The reason why the missionaries now take their time and rush to the higher floors of the narrow building is because they are desperate. But such despair made the situation calmer.

They are no longer tit for tat, no longer trying to hurt each other. Now, card dealers have become a thing that everyone wants to beat up.

In the beginning, this was not the case.

The missionaries fell silent, almost all of them had experienced and survived that era.

And those who didn't survive?

Look at the gray fog outside the window, that's the answer.

The atmosphere became a lot quieter. The impatience and anxiety just now slowly faded away.

They continued to wait. Everything has been arranged, just waiting for the conversation between Xu Beijin and NE...

Thinking of this, Fei couldn't help but think of her previous guess.

The relationship between Xu Beijin and NE...

She hesitated for a moment, bit her lip, and looked at Wu Jian again.

Wu Jian turned to look at her in confusion.

Fei finally asked the doubts in her heart: "What do you think...he is looking for NE for?"

"The ultimate nightmare." Makisa said, "That's what he said."

"The ultimate nightmare." Fei murmured, "What could it be?"

No one can answer this question.

Wu Jian looked around, thought for a while, and changed the question to adjust the atmosphere: "Actually, I have always been curious about why his nightmare is the gray fog outside the narrow building."

The other missionaries were all stunned.

Wu Jian touched his chin, using his unique sensitivity and - uh, bizarre brain circuitry?

He asked a question that caught everyone off guard: "I mean, you see, the other residents of narrow buildings...their nightmares are at least well-founded, right?

It is their respective experiences in the apocalypse. Even though... the residents of the narrow building are playing the role of nightmare masters, they have a script, and this script is adapted from reality, or even a reenactment of reality.

"But why...this bookstore owner, his nightmare would be the Narrow Building...or, a certain part of the Narrow Building? His nightmare is like the Narrow Building itself..."

Wu Jian asked this question hesitantly.

Maki Kasumi was stunned for a moment.

Ye Lan murmured in a low voice: "Yes...his nightmare is not in line with common sense."

All this time, they have ignored the problem. Rather, when they woke up in the gray fog and regained consciousness, they were stunned by the information that came one after another.

They are busy accepting the information about the end, the nightmare, and the truth about the narrow building, but they ignore the nightmare itself.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like