Chapter 16 Continue to wait

I ignored him and climbed up crookedly against his body. He held me up, and I kicked my legs hard and jumped up. Unfortunately, I didn't have enough strength. I held my breath and supported Kong Bi to lift my feet up, but in a few seconds it slipped down and fell directly on the fat man. When I did it again, I still realized that my physique would definitely not be able to get in.

I stood up and rubbed the place where the fall was hurt. When I looked up, I saw the oil bottle moving forward in the hole. He was too tall and could not focus his knees, so I could only take small steps, which consumed a lot of energy. I suddenly had an illusion that this meteorite would be alive, these holes were the traps for its feeding, and the oil bottle was throwing itself into the trap.

But then I realized that this was impossible. My mind was already in chaos and I couldn't think. I just looked up and watched the penguin climb up. I didn't know how long it took, and the penguin disappeared completely in the depths of the hole.

I could no longer sit down and kept standing at the entrance of the cave to look up, hoping to see the lights return, and then both of them came back safely.

Time passed by minute by minute, and I waited anxiously, from anxiety to calmness, from calmness to numbness, from numbness to my mind blank.

Ten hours later, nothing happened, the oil bottle of Man was not back, Wen Jin did not come back, and there was no sound in the hole. These two people seemed to have been taken to another world by these holes.

We did nothing here and waited for three days. During these three days, the only thing I paid attention to was the entrance of the cave where they disappeared. What a long and anxious process this was. I think only those who put themselves in their shoes can experience it.

During this period, I had tried to enter the hole more than once, but it all ended in failure. This was really not a passage that ordinary humans could climb. My highest climb was only ten meters at a time, and I was completely exhausted, and my calves were shaking like sieves.

Among these people, the third uncle's group of men must not dare to go deeper. The only person who could go in was Heixiazi, but he never showed that meaning. I think he probably felt that he was not sure to come out even if he went in. The atmosphere in the camp was dull, and the "mop" urged him to leave several times, saying that these two people might have died inside. Since we couldn't go in, we should save some effort and dry food to prepare for going out.

I can't accept it. It would be the result of coming here through hardships. I covered my head and could hardly listen to these words. I only thought about what was going on here.

Wen Jin untied the rope. She did it on purpose. I remembered her smile before leaving. I felt that she might have planned it long ago. So she knew what would happen inside and knew that such "no situations would happen."

Wen Jin was so destined that her life over the past few years was simply indescribable. It was possible that she had such an idea. Maybe she found that there was no solution to her "corpse-turning", so she was completely disappointed and chose to end her life. But what about the oil bottle? Why didn't he come out? This makes no sense. I can be sure that something must have happened here.

What would it be? There was no direction to think about whether they were lost? I think the channel here meandered and formed an endless maze, and it could not come out after entering, but this could not explain why Wen Jin had to untie the rope.

My mind was filled with extremely anxious thoughts. When I was resting, I saw a deep hole in front of me. Closed my eyes also had a deep hole.

I really don't want to describe the situation after that.

Starting from the fourth day, the mop group began to complain constantly. I was in a very bad mood and wanted to fight with them several times. But there was still no movement in the hole. At one point, I even doubted whether Wen Jin and Mon Oil Bottle had never existed at all. All of this was my imagination.

The anxiety and anxiety became heavier and I began to admit in my heart that what the mop might be right, but my sanity made me have to argue with them again. This almost broke me.

On the sixth day, the "mop" finally took the people away. In their opinion, there was no doubt about this. Even if Men Youping and Wen Jin were not dead, they would die in a few days. They originally wanted to rely on our experience to take them out, but now they obviously refused to waste it. Hei Xiazi patted me and I meant to let me leave too, but I refused. He sighed and left, leaving only me and Fatty.

They took away a lot of food, which I knew must have exceeded the average portion, but I was too lazy to argue with them.

The fat man actually advised me, but he knew my temper. I experienced all this. When I got here, even if there was no perfect end, there should be a broken talisman. But after this, I suddenly realized that I was so stupid. What was I doing here? Is it that everything was over? I absolutely cannot accept it.

The fat man had no choice but to accompany me. We were just watching each other and waiting. I suddenly remembered an absurd drama called "Waiting for Godot". I couldn't help but want to cry, thinking that my absurd drama was actually a tragedy.

This kind of days lasted a total of several days, and I can't remember it, but it won't be too long because we didn't have much dry food, but we didn't finish it at that time.

After the mop and the others left, I was actually almost desperate, and even said that I would collapse just a little bit. I could no longer think about what I was doing here. The thing I could do every day was to see the hole. According to the fat man, it was the behavior of a madman.

That day, I got up in a daze after sleeping. The fat man wanted to watch the night but fell asleep, and was snoring there. I felt comfortable sleeping these days, and the wounds on my body healed.

I didn't have any motivation to wake him up. I walked under the hole and looked up many times, but there was nothing. I looked at it almost dull for more than ten minutes, and then went to have breakfast.

The fat man and I had nothing left. We took it out and found the half-leave biscuits left yesterday and continued to eat them. As we were eating, I suddenly heard a strange sound, as if it was singing, and as if it was a dream.

I thought it was the fat man talking in his sleep, so I didn't care at all. I finished the biscuits in a few bites and wanted to wake him up. At this moment, I suddenly felt a sudden shock and I saw that there was a person lying between me and the fat man.

I broke out of my trance and looked carefully and found that it was a bottle of oil.

He was obviously thinner, huddled there with a blanket, without any movement.

When did he come back? While we sleep?

At first I thought I was dreaming, but then I realized that it wasn't. I was almost crazy. I rushed over, grabbed his blanket, and shouted, "You bastard, where did you go?"

I pulled him up and I wanted to pinch him, but when I saw his face, I suddenly realized something was wrong. His expression was very strange, completely different from his usual appearance, and his eyes were dull, his whole body was shaking, and his lips were trembling constantly, as if he was caught in an evil spirit.

I felt a thump in my heart, and I immediately kicked the fat man to wake him up, then helped the oil bottle up, pressed his neck and called his name. But he had no reaction, and he seemed to be unable to hear our voices at all, and even his eyes would not turn.

An extremely ominous thought surged in my heart. The fat man came over and looked at me and asked me what was going on. I said how I knew. He pressed the temple of the oil bottle and looked at his expression, and said astonished: "Fuck, no, can you, are you stupid?"

"Impossible, don't talk nonsense." I said, calling out a few times, "Don't pretend, I know you're pretending, you can't deceive me!" Then I heard him shivering there without any mind, chanting something in his mouth from time to time.

I went close to his lips and heard him chanting a sentence in a hurry:

“No time.”

The fat man lies there and a sedative shot of him, and then he falls asleep.

I looked at him and felt very upset and extremely uncomfortable.

He must have come out of that hole while we were sleeping, but how could he become like this?

I looked at the meteorite above my head. The blue-black surface was as ugly as usual, without any change. The countless holes were like eyes, which made me suffocate.

Damn it, what's going on?

I was so depressed that I thought I was just playing tricks on me.

What does "no time." mean? It sounds like something is about to happen, and there is no time to do any measures. Is something going on here?

The surroundings are as quiet as the universe. Without mining lamps, we cannot see anything. If anything is changing here, we cannot know.

"He must have been greatly stimulated." The fat man sighed, "I didn't respond to everything outside, I couldn't hear or see. All his feelings were closed. Like a friend of mine, the doctor said, it was like his brain stopped at the last moment of his experience and got stuck."

I remained silent. I don’t understand what kind of person Mono’s oil bottle is, but I can still guarantee his psychological tolerance. The psychological quality of such a person has reached a state of mind, and it is very difficult to get him greatly stimulated.

What happened in this meteorite must be so terrifying that it is beyond our understanding.

However, I really can't imagine that a person as calm as him would be frightened by something. I can definitely not be a monster. I can overcome the fear of the entity. Even if there is a monster inside, it cannot scare him like this. What he saw must be an extremely strange situation.

At this time, I thought of Wen Jin again, where is she now? Could she be crazy and can't get out?

If that's the case, I have to go in. Even if I fall a thousand times, I have to climb in and take her out. I must not leave her in the meteorite.

Thinking that I had goosebumps, I stood up again, walked to the entrance of the hole, fired up the flashlight and shone it up. This was almost a habitual movement. I didn’t know how many times I did it these days. I randomly flashed into the hole, and then walked back.
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