My Thriller Survival Game

Time is a very heavy unit of measurement. The length of life, the width of life, and the breadth of civilization are all used to mark it.

The probability of time exists in everyone's life, but what exactly is time?

Time flies like an arrow and days pass like years. These two extreme concepts of time give people an extremely contradictory feeling.

No one can explain clearly what time is, and Xu Yang naturally doesn't know either. He only knows that in Building 5, time has lost its original meaning, and knowing time here may not be a good thing.

After rotating rooms, Xu Yang came to room 2122. He was actually excited inside. However, this excitement gradually faded away as time passed.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed, and the table still hadn't come down. The familiar feelings of hunger and thirst reappeared, and they were torturing Xu Yang crazily and raging inside his body.

This made Xu Yang very confused and painful. He lay on the edge of the lift, just like the boy who was killed before, looking up eagerly, waiting for the arrival of the dining table.

"It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this!" Xu Yang murmured to himself.

Before, he thought he had understood the rules and regulations of the Abyss Prison, but at this moment, he suddenly discovered that he actually did not understand them.

In addition, he also realized that many of the things Qian Qingyue said were not necessarily true. Perhaps many of them were her guesses or even her imagination, but she regarded them as the truth.

Without knowing it.

But during the long wait, Xu Yang had a brand new guess, which needed to be verified.

Waiting in hunger and loneliness is a very tortured thing. Until now, he has not had any rice or water for ten days. At this time, while feeling pain, he began to admire his strong willpower.

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In the past three days, apart from recording and thinking at the beginning, he had nothing to do. The only thing he could do was lie down and fight against hunger.

Everything he experienced in room 3333 happened again in room 2122. The situation was more serious and worse than the last time. Even Xu Yang didn't dare to fall asleep. He was afraid that after falling asleep, he would miss the descending dining table, and he might also fall asleep.

Unable to wake up.

Not eating, drinking, or sleeping, this approach made Xu Yang's body almost collapse, but he still managed to persevere.

Another day passed and the table was not down. Xu Yang was desperate. He was really about to collapse.

It was not until twelve o'clock in the morning on the fourth day that Xu Yang, who was gradually losing consciousness, suddenly heard a voice and smelled the aroma of food. He subconsciously opened his eyes and looked up blankly.

A huge black shadow is hanging in the sky.

"(°ー°〃)Hmm?"

Xu Yang was stunned for a moment, and then he perked up, his dim eyes radiating an astonishing light.

The dinner table finally came and he was saved.

Human beings have a strong desire to survive. No matter what desperate situation they are in, survival is human instinct.

A force that came out of nowhere made Xu Yang struggle to sit up from the ground, looking longingly at the dining table that was gradually descending.

The originally extremely long time became even longer at this moment. It was only ten minutes, but Xu Yang felt that a century had passed.

Finally, the dining table arrived in room 2122.

The aroma of food constantly stimulated him, but the table in front of him was in a mess and there was no complete piece of food. But even so, Xu Yang still pounced on the table before it stopped.

Without any scruples or hesitation, I feasted and started eating like crazy.

At this time, he only had one idea: eat, keep eating until he couldn't eat anymore. As for the bullshit task and what would happen to the people downstairs, he had no time to think about it.

Now Xu Yang is like a starving ghost reincarnated. He will eat whatever food he sees without caring about the taste.

Anyone who has suffered from hunger knows that overeating is the worst thing to do when you are extremely hungry. It is not only harmful to your body, but the most important thing is that you are easily full.

For example, at this moment, Xu Yang was choked, and he felt that he was full, but he did not stop eating, but became more and more crazy.

At this time, there was a voice in Xu Yang's mind.

"Eat more, even just a little, even just a bite."

At this moment, he was completely driven by instinct. He was lying on the dining table, eating without any scruples and restraint.

When a man acts on instinct, he is no different from a wild beast.

Just now, it felt like ten minutes passed like a century, but now he felt that five minutes was too short. Just when he thought he could eat a little more, the dining table shook a little, and then slowly lowered.

Almost as an instinctive reaction, Xu Yang took the food in front of him off the dining table, and rolled the food and body off the dining table, letting the dining table fall while he was still eating.

But as he ate, Xu Yang felt that the surroundings were getting hotter. As time went by, the temperature became higher and higher. A sense of crisis that made his hair stand on end appeared without warning and was gradually approaching. A strong

A sense of oppression and crisis swept through my body.

Xu Yang was stunned. He raised his head and looked around blankly, his face was greasy, and his eyes were full of doubts.

But soon, Xu Yang thought of something and looked down at the food in front of him. His eyes were full of reluctance, and his expression became extremely hesitant and entangled, but in the end he chose to throw the food down the lift.

After he finished all this, the rising temperature gradually returned to normal, and the sense of immediate crisis disappeared.

Food cannot be withheld or hidden privately. This is the rule of the Abyss Prison.

The crisis was over, Xu Yang sat on the ground slumped, looking down at his oily hands and body, he was stunned.

His eyes were confused, his lips were trembling, and his eyes were moist. At this time, his heart was extremely complicated, and emotions of regret and shame instantly enveloped his whole body.

Before coming down from the table, he was full of hope. The moment he ate the food, he was satisfied, but after getting it, he was empty.

At this moment, he is no different from people at other levels. He is just a beast who can't even control his own desires and instincts.

He had looked down on those people before, thinking that they were no different from animals, but after just ten days of torture, he became one of them. How ironic this was.

At this time, Xu Yang's heart was full of mixed feelings. All kinds of emotions were attacking him like a tide. Despair once again enveloped him. He survived and could survive this round, but he felt that he might as well die.

Woolen cloth.

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