My Thriller Survival Game

The young man's statement made Xu Yang frown subconsciously and took a deep look at the young man. Xu Yang felt that what he said might be the truth.

After a moment of silence, Xu Yang raised his head and asked, "Who are you? Have we met somewhere?"

When the young man heard this, he looked at Xu Yang with complicated eyes.

After a long time, he said: "This is not the first time you have asked me this question."

"(°ー°〃)Hmm?"

Xu Yang was stunned and said subconsciously: "Isn't this the first time?"

"The thirty-third time, if you count this time, it is the thirty-fourth time you have asked me this question."

The young man's words made Xu Yang's eyes become more doubtful and confused.

Seeing Xu Yang's silence, the young man took the initiative and said, "My name is Chang Yong."

"Chang Yong? Why is this name so familiar?"

Immediately, he thought of something and quickly opened the notebook. Sure enough, he found Chang Yong's name in the notebook.

It was written in the notebook that Chang Yong was one of the few people who could be trusted unconditionally, but Xu Yang looked at the young man above his head and did not choose to believe it.

Xu Yang's reaction was noticed by Chang Yong, and without waiting for Xu Yang to say anything, he took the initiative and said: "The first time we met was in Ward No. 3. At that time, you lived with a woman named Qian Qingyue.

Room 3333, and I live in room 3343..."

Chang Yong explained the situation in detail, and then recounted the more than thirty encounters that followed. After listening to this, Xu Yang fell into deep thought.

In fact, he had nothing to think about, because he couldn't remember any of the things Chang Yong said.

However, based on Chang Yong's words and the records in his notebook, Xu Yang was basically certain that what he said was true.

In the thirty-four encounters, he killed Chang Yong eleven times and was killed by Chang Yong nine times. In the remaining dozen times, the two basically lived in peace.

After saying this, Chang Yong stopped talking and Xu Yang also fell into silence.

The scene became quiet again, Xu Yang slumped down next to the two corpses, and once again flipped through the notebook in his hand.

The previous records were still very complete, allowing Xu Yang to understand a lot of things, but the later records became sporadic and confusing, and even partially incomplete. The most recorded among them was a series of numbers, and the last number was 234.

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At this time, Xu Yang was like a newborn baby, like a blank sheet of paper with very few things he could remember. Now he needed to rely on the contents of his notebook to understand the current situation and decide what to do next.

After an unknown amount of time passed, Xu Yang suddenly asked: "How long will it take for the dining table to be down?"

"It will take at least five days."

Xu Yang glanced at his wrist.

12:12:12.

Only twelve hours have passed, and it will still be a long time before the dinner table arrives.

After getting this answer, Xu Yang carefully put away his notebook and began to touch the body.

No matter how you look at it, groping around the bloody corpse is creepy. You think Xu Yang is a pervert, but Chang Yong just glanced at it and looked away. Obviously, this was not the first time he saw Xu Yang do this.

The results of searching the corpses were not ideal. He did not find anything useful from the two of them. The most valuable thing was probably their corpses.

After touching the corpses, Xu Yang held the Redemption Blade and stared at the corpses for a long time and thought for a long time. Finally, under Chang Yong's gaze, he dragged the two corpses to the lift and pushed them down.

"We are in Ward 1. I am on the 44th floor and you are on the 45th floor. There won't be any food here. You shouldn't push them down."

Hearing this, Xu Yang raised his head and glanced at Chang Yong. Instead of speaking, he turned around, returned to the corner and lay down silently.

Chang Yong saw this and said nothing more, and both parties fell into complete silence.

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In a silent environment, time seems to pass extremely slowly.

The first two days were fine, but as time continued to pass, for Xu Yang, every minute and every second became extremely long, followed by endless torture.

The feeling of hunger and weakness reappeared, but the strange thing was that no matter how hungry he was, Xu Yang felt that he could still endure it, as if he was already used to being tortured by hunger.

In the blink of an eye, the time came to the fourth day.

Hunger was like a tarsal maggot, constantly eating away at the little energy left in his body and at the same time eating away at the little sanity he had left, but his eyes remained calm and even became deeper.

While waiting for the dinner table to arrive, Xu Yang would open his palms and swallow blood every twelve hours to stay alive.

His behavior was mechanical and calm, as if the body was not his own. Even Chang Yong couldn't help but feel chilled in his heart when he saw this scene, even though this was not the first time he saw Xu Yang do this.

Late at night on the fifth day, with the sound of a slight sound, Xu Yang opened his eyes for the first time and looked above his head. Then, he silently got up from the ground and came to the lift.

The dining table is down!

When the dining table arrived at 1441, it was extremely clean, without any food or even residue. However, Xu Yang's attention was not on the so-called food, but on climbing up the dining table with great effort.

"You want to go down?" Chang Yong asked.

"right."

"You're going to die."

"I know."

"Death is a very terrible thing, but what is more terrible than death is that you will be resurrected again after death."

Xu Yang climbed onto the dining table and said, "Maybe death will be a new beginning."

"There is a price to pay for death and resurrection. How much more chips can you give?"

Xu Yang was silent for a moment, and then said: "I don't know, but I still know who I am."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"Found room number one."

"Then what?"

"have no idea."

"have no idea?"

Xu Yang squinted his eyes and said, "I forgot."

"If that's the case, why do you still do it?"

"They told me it was important."

"Is it more important than living?"

"More important than living."

After hearing this, Chang Yong fell silent, while Xu Yang began to check the equipment, as if he was ready for war at any time.

The dining table shook and slowly began to descend, and Chang Yong's voice sounded again.

"Maybe there is no Room 1 here at all."

Xu Yang raised his head, looked at Chang Yong, and said in an extremely calm tone: "They say it is, and I believe it is."

"What if not?"

Xu Yang was silent for a moment, and then said quietly: "Then create one."

"On your side?"

"not us."

"hehe!"

Chang Yong let out a laugh that was either mocking or resigned, but didn't say anything.

Xu Yang didn't say anything else. He slowly lowered the dining table and headed towards the deepest part of the abyss again.

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