When Lin Sanjiu was young, there was a time when she was afraid of looking under her bed. Regardless of the time, it was always dark under her bed, swallowing all the light that shone into it. The bags of miscellaneous items and old clothes that her mother had stuffed under her bed were always open and covered with dust. One night, she mustered up her courage and peered under the bed with the help of the light from the window.
The bottom of the bed was dark, and a red turtleneck sweater slowly poked out of the bag. The long collar of the sweater was like a neck that stretched out from the darkness, resting softly on the ground.
She couldn't remember what happened after that. After all, she was still young at that time. Now that she thought about it, a child's memory was always bizarre, and they thought that whatever they saw was nothing strange.
However, after so many years, when Lin Sanjiu crawled under the bed, the vague uneasiness that she had when she was a child came back to life. Her Higher Consciousness was gone, and her hypersensory ability was useless. Her surroundings were so dark that not a single ray of light could penetrate through. It was as if she had returned to her helpless and helpless childhood.
After crawling for a while, Lin Sanjiu stopped. She stretched out her arms and felt the darkness in front of her.
She was a little worried that she would touch a face, the neck of a sweater, a corpse, or something strange. Fortunately, there was only a dry cement floor in front of her.
It was empty, and there was nothing there.
Panting slightly, Lin Sanjiu crawled forward again.
Her elbows and knees rubbed against each other as she led her body forward bit by bit. Her movements were mechanical, and she didn't need to think much to complete them. After crawling for a while in the darkness, Lin Sanjiu's heart grew colder and colder.
She had been crawling for a full minute.
A minute was actually a long time. Regardless of how big the bed was, a minute was more than enough for her to crawl out of it. Furthermore, it was just an ordinary double bed.
Lin Sanjiu turned around and saw that the entrance she had crawled into was covered with a layer of dark light. It was so far away that she could only see a small dot of light. It looked as if she had crawled into a tunnel.
Could it be that the size of the bed was like other furniture that could expand infinitely?
She crawled on the ground and raised her hand to touch the top of her head. It was still the same texture as the wooden bed.
"Should I keep it?"
After hesitating for a while, she decided not to activate her [Planar World]. After all, this was not an ordinary piece of furniture … After thinking for a while, she finally stopped moving forward. The darkness in front of her was getting deeper and deeper, and it seemed to have no end. Like a spider, she forced herself to turn around and crawled out of the entrance she came from.
Listening to the exceptionally loud rustling sound in the silence, she looked out from the narrow space under the bed and found that the tea table and the wardrobe that she had just passed were gradually approaching in the hazy night. She couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the distance of the exit did not increase infinitely. Otherwise, she might really be trapped under this bed.
When Lin Sanjiu finally reached the bedside, she let out a long sigh of relief. She stopped what she was doing and lowered her head to look at her surroundings. She could not rush out recklessly. She had to take a look first.
She suddenly felt that all her bones were frozen.
She had already stopped crawling, but the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against the surface of the bed did not stop. It was still ringing in her ears.
Lin Sanjiu's blood almost rushed to her head. She twisted her head, expecting to see a human face beside her. However, all she saw was darkness. Even the air around her seemed to be completely still.
The rustling sound suddenly stopped.
Her mind was blank. Without thinking about anything, she suddenly called out a towel and waved it in a semicircle. To her surprise, the towel did not hit anything in the dark. It fell to the ground without any resistance.
There seemed to be nothing in the darkness beside her.
But the voice just now was indeed very close to her … A warm, weak breath like a breath blew on the top of her head.
Lin Sanjiu slowly raised her head, and her eyes met with a white eyeball between the gaps of the wooden boards.
"When I crawled under the bed, was there someone crawling on top of the bed as well?"
Lin Sanjiu did not have time to think. She stuck her back to the concrete floor and did not dare to crawl away from the edge of the bed. She swung her [Tornado Whip] and sent a whirlwind at the white eyeball that was sticking to her head.
Boom! Boom! The force of the wind immediately shattered the bed board. Amidst the sound of splashing wood, a scream was heard. The darkness that was a little lighter than the darkness under the bed finally enveloped Lin Sanjiu again. She was greeted by the cold air outside with a musty smell. She immediately jumped up and shouted, "Who are you?!"
"Don't, don't —"
A shrill voice cried out in alarm. A small shadow screamed as it tried to crawl into the middle of a stack of tables. However, it knocked the entire stack of tables to the ground with a loud crash. The echoes of the crash echoed in the night.
"Ah!" The unusually small shadow was hit head-on and buried under the table. It kicked its legs wildly, "Don't, don't come over …"
Lin Sanjiu relaxed a little when she saw that the person was so afraid of her. She looked around and saw that the highest god was not going to show up. She rushed over and grabbed the person's legs. She had never held such a thin ankle before. When the two ankles were put together, they were not even as thick as a pair of chopsticks. The bone pressed directly against her palm, causing her body to tremble involuntarily.
"Come out! Who are you? "
"Don't, don't touch me," the person screamed again. Lin Sanjiu couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman. Lin Sanjiu pulled the person out with all her might, and she almost jumped out of her skin. Even in the blurry darkness of the night, she was still shocked by the person's appearance.
His large head was supported by a thin neck, and his torso and limbs were as thin as sticks. Lin Sanjiu wondered if it was because he had not seen the sun for a long time, but his skin was deathly pale. If it wasn't for this pale complexion, Lin Sanjiu would have thought that she was looking at a starving African child.
He looked no more than five or six years old. His body was hunched over, and his bones were so soft that they were deformed. He widened his eyes, which had more white than black, and stuttered, "Don't kill me … Ouch, ouch …"
Lin Sanjiu loosened her grip on the person's ankles a little. Frowning, she asked again, "Who are you?"
"I … I …" The person seemed to be extremely terrified. He looked like he wanted to cry but couldn't. "My mom calls me Little Egg …"
Lin Sanjiu was stunned.
"How old are you?"
"I … I don't know …" The person gasped. His body was trembling, "My mom said I'm five years old … But she disappeared …"
"How long has it been since your mom disappeared?"
"It's been a long, long time …" At this point, the boy suddenly paused. His pair of protruding eyes were so dry that they couldn't even be filled with tears. He sobbed heavily, "Mom … she's … gone."
"How did you get here?" Lin Sanjiu didn't have the heart to continue squeezing the child's ankles. She suppressed her fear and helped the skinny boy up. She didn't dare to waste any more time. She quickly led him through the debris of the bed. The bed now looked like a pile of normal-sized debris. Then, she went around a table and squeezed into the space between two cabinets.
"Mom brought me here," Little Egg didn't seem as scared as before. His voice was so soft that it sounded like he was on the verge of death. "My house and the streets are full of fire … Mom told me that we can leave the fire after my fifth birthday. Then, we came here. "
The child's words were clear and logical. After Lin Sanjiu asked him a few questions, she finally understood what was going on. After the apocalypse of his original world, his mother had been struggling to survive with him. After surviving for 14 months, she was lucky enough to get two visas and brought her son to the Olympics.
In the end, this place became the burial ground of that mother.
Her son, whom she had spent so much effort to keep by her side, was abandoned in a furniture graveyard created by the highest god. He wandered day and night for a few years. He posed no threat to anyone, and no one was interested in killing him. That was why he managed to stay alive. However, from the looks of it, if he hadn't met Lin Sanjiu, he wouldn't have been alive for long.
"What have you been eating? Is there any water here? "When Lin Sanjiu asked that question, she was already holding the [Instant Noodles] card in her hand.
"I haven't eaten it for a long time …" Little Egg said weakly, "Sometimes, when I followed people like you, they would give me something to eat … Sometimes, I would eat some cotton and wood …"
In the Olympics, where life and death were at stake, there weren't many people who would be willing to show him kindness. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so hungry. Lin Sanjiu couldn't help feeling guilty when she thought about how she almost killed the kid. She wasn't very good with children, so she decided to compensate him with food. Not only did she give him a bowl of hot noodles, but she also took out some dry rations and put them in a bag. She asked Eggy to carry it on his back. Lin Sanjiu felt a little guilty. The child was crying as he ate the noodles. Lin Sanjiu wondered how much he had suffered.
"You can't eat too much today," Lin Sanjiu was afraid that Little Egg wouldn't be able to control himself and would die from overeating. "You can eat your next meal tomorrow. Do you hear me?"
The way the boy nodded made Lin Sanjiu worry that his head would fall off.
Seeing that he had regained some of his energy, Lin Sanjiu looked around. The silver glow of the [Ability Polishing Agent] was so faint that she could barely see it. In just a few minutes, it had widened the distance between them. Looking around, she seemed to have become another Little Egg who was lost in a furniture graveyard.
"Let me ask you something," Lin Sanjiu had never learned how to use a gentle and coaxing tone. She asked stiffly, "Did you see anyone else tonight?"
Little Egg nodded again.
Lin Sanjiu's eyes lit up, "What kind of person? Where did he go? "
"A … A person in black clothes," Little Egg said as he tried to recall, "He was wrapped in white cloth, and there was blood on the cloth … His clothes were squeaking."
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