According to the information in the computer, the laboratory Zuo Qingcang found was conducting a virtual reality experiment.
However, most of the computer seemed to have been destroyed. Other than the theoretical information that Zuo Qingcang found difficult to understand, it meant that the virtual reality experiment was still in progress.
At the end of the document, a large "WHI" once again caught Zuo Qingcang's attention.
"WHI, what is this organization …" Zuo Qingcang looked at the symbol and fell into deep thought. Because on the pirate island, he saw the same symbol on the female doctor named Althea Jones.
Although the continuous deaths seemed to have made Zuo Qingcang aware of a lot of things, these things were like the background of the game world to him. They were things that he didn't know were real or fake. They were of no help to his current situation.
But even so, the existence of the virtual reality experiment and Ah Hu in front of him were obvious enough clues.
Zuo Qingcang came to the laboratory again. He sat on the metal experiment table and attached the sensors to his body one by one. He planned to enter the virtual reality experiment again to see if there were any clues inside.
Zuo Qingcang slowly lay down and put the blindfold on his head. The next moment, he felt a slight pain in his brain. Endless white light flashed in front of his eyes and Zuo Qingcang lost consciousness again.
…
When he opened his eyes, he still couldn't see anything.
This was a pure dark environment without any light source. After Zuo Qingcang realized this, he immediately activated his infrared night vision. With the help of the night vision, the surrounding situation was immediately reflected in his eyes.
It was a bottomless corridor. On the walls on both sides of the corridor, there were two large blood-red words.
'Quiet …' Zuo Qingcang looked at those two words and suddenly smelled a bloody stench. It was as if those two blood-red words were written with fresh blood.
"Where is this place?" The scene was enough to scare a coward half to death. Zuo Qingcang frowned. Unfortunately, the information he read didn't mention anything about the virtual reality experiment.
Zuo Qingcang then lowered his head and took a look at himself. He realized that he had changed into a suit and leather shoes.
"This seems to be the clothes I always wore in my previous life. Did they read my memory again? "
Zuo Qingcang looked at the two words on the wall again and shook his head. He randomly chose a direction and walked down the corridor.
About ten seconds after he left the spot where he had appeared, the blood-red word 'Silence' on the wall suddenly had traces of blood flowing out from the bottom of the words, revealing an incomparably eerie sight.
Zuo Qingcang traveled through this corridor that was so dark that there was no light source at all. Regardless of whether it was the front or the back, there was only endless darkness. The darkness was so thick that even if he were to use the Night Sea's light source to illuminate the area, he would not be able to illuminate a distance of ten meters. This made it impossible for him to see what was in the front and back.
Therefore, in this spacious and quiet corridor, only Zuo Qingcang's footsteps kept on ringing out. It was unknown if it was because the material of the floor was a little special or if it was because Zuo Qingcang was wearing leather shoes, but each time he stepped on the floor, there would be a very loud 'pa pa' sound.
In the silence and darkness, only the sound of Zuo Qingcang's leather shoes hitting the ground echoed in the empty corridor. Just this sound alone gave people a feeling of dread.
Suddenly, Zuo Qingcang stopped because in front of him, on the right wall of the corridor, a door suddenly appeared.
The door was very ordinary, similar to the door with a window in the hospital. There was a small "101" carved on the door.
"Hospital again?" Just as Zuo Qingcang was thinking this, the sound of an argument suddenly came from the door. It sounded like a man and a woman were quarreling. The sound was very loud, and it seemed like the two of them were quarreling very fiercely.
However, for some unknown reason, no matter how hard Zuo Qingcang tried to listen, he was unable to really hear the content even though he could clearly sense that the quarrel was very loud and intense. He only felt that the voices from both sides were getting increasingly louder and increasingly noisy.
Zuo Qingcang slowly walked toward the door. With each step he took, the noises grew increasingly louder. Just as he reached the door, the noises seemed to have reached a limit. At the next moment, as a lady's agonizing cry rang out, the noises suddenly disappeared.
An eerie silence and darkness shrouded Zuo Qingcang. He stood quietly in front of the door and looked hard at the small window on the door. He could faintly see a table and a few chairs. It seemed to be a living room.
Zuo Qingcang's ears twitched slightly, trying to hear what was going on inside and why there was a woman's scream.
But no matter how hard he tried to listen, he couldn't hear the quarrel between the man and the woman.
He could only hear the continuous sound of something hitting something, little by little, into his ears.
Zuo Qingcang was only slightly puzzled, but he immediately understood what the sound was.
"It's like the sound of a sword cutting flesh."
"No, in comparison, it's more like the sound of a kitchen knife cutting meat on the table."
Thud … Thud … Thud … Thud … Thud … Thud … The sound of meat being cut rang out from behind the door.
Obviously, someone was cutting meat in the room behind the door. But in this pitch-black environment, who was cutting the meat? What kind of meat? Pork? Mutton? Beef? Or … human flesh?
Zuo Qingcang's eyes emitted a pair of cold light. He reached out a hand and pushed the door in front of him slightly.
With a creak, the door, which resembled the door of a ward, opened by itself. Thick darkness shrouded the entire room, and as the door opened, the trembling sound completely disappeared.
But in Zuo Qingcang's eyes, he could clearly see a woman's body lying quietly on the floor. In front of her, there was a man kneeling on the ground.
The man held a knife in one hand and pressed the woman's body with the other. His body was covered in blood, and he was looking at Zuo Qingcang with his head tilted.
That man's head was as big as two watermelons, and one of his eyes was big while the other was small. His nose and mouth were distorted endlessly, and his eyes were filled with bone-deep savagery and vengeance as he stared at Zuo Qingcang.
This freakish appearance was not at all what a person should look like.
Looking at this scene, which was enough to make ordinary people scream in fear, Zuo Qingcang just rubbed his temples.
"That's enough …"
And his body, without him knowing, had turned into the appearance of an eight-year-old boy.
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