"Da da"

In the quiet and airtight sealed room, apart from the occasional sizzling sound of electricity and running water overhead, there was the sound of Fan Ning's own leather shoes walking down the steps.

After walking about ten steps deeper, Fan Ning stopped in front of the first white cordon.

He glanced at the exclamation mark on the wall to his left.

"D-level sealed room: The contained material has no living characteristics/can be left idle for a long time/normal research/restrained use/low risk of disorientation and distortion/allowed to be used by ignorant people (civilians or police) with approval."

There are red tips below the black font.

"Warning: Always pay attention to the residence time. If you think you have encountered an abnormal phenomenon other than the target access object, do not observe, do not deal with it, and do not think about it."

"Warning: No matter what happens, it is strictly forbidden to dream in the sealed room!"

"Click."

Fan Ning untied the white strip from the warning pillar, and an invisible wall of spirituality melted away.

To the right is the same long and narrow corridor as always. Most of the room is lit by dazzling white light, and a small part is illuminated by other lights.

He continued walking deeper into the steps.

"C-level sealed room: Contains materials with incidental characteristics of living things/can be left idle for a long time under suitable containment methods/research with caution/use with restraint/danger of loss and distortion/forbidden to be used by ignorant people"

There is the same red text below the sign saying "Warning: Always pay attention to the detention time."

Fanning untied the blue warning tape and turned right this time into the corridor.

In front of the white-painted alloy door of Room 8, he turned the plastic handle clockwise to expose a glass area for observation.

There is a glass panel in the middle of the room, dividing it into two parts: the inside and outside.

There is a dark green umbrella behind the glass plate. It is open, as if it is being held by someone, floating quietly in the air. A cyan, intestine-shaped thing extends downward from the umbrella handle, which is then strangled by an iron chain.

, a circular black iron plate tied into the ground.

Fan Ning took a moment to look at it, and after having a general impression that he could handle the situation with excuses, he turned the plastic handle and closed the observation glass.

Then he seized the time and turned back quickly.

Since the mobile phone storage area has been moved, there is no longer enough time, but I can barely get the card out.

"Hey Hey Hey"

A creepy, neutral laughter suddenly sounded from behind, and it was unknown which room in the corridor it came from.

Fan Ning followed the warning in red font, without stopping or looking back, nor overthinking, and kept moving forward at an even and fast pace, back to the steps.

Go deeper down again.

"B-level sealed room: Contained materials have characteristics of living things/containment and maintenance plan: one object, one policy/no research unless necessary/no use unless necessary/high risk of loss and distortion/no contact with ignorant people"

The steps were almost at the end. Fan Ning frowned and thought for a while after untying the yellow strip and eliminating the strongest spiritual wall.

Then, a small piece of translucent, pink unknown biological tissue floated out from the waist and abdomen of his tight-fitting shirt, which was the "gel fetal membrane" that is said to be able to alleviate "pool" phase pollution.

It's hard to say whether Fanning's motive for bringing it in advance was because it was "more or less resistant to pollution" or because he had a prior understanding of the entanglement laws of the secret history - he had come into contact with other films including "Green Night"

Six extraordinary paintings, I always feel that I might be influenced by "The Room of Pain" this time.

Before entering the sealing room, this item, together with the mobile phone model and the prepared drift bottle label paper, were controlled by him to float and swim around inside the clothes.

Although the officer on duty checked his whole body in strict accordance with the regulations to show that he was fulfilling his duties in front of his superiors, he mainly used patting to see if there were any bulging objects on Fan Ning's body. These objects are small and can hide around.

He is also covered by his own spiritual sense, making it difficult to be discovered.

Entering is not the point, the real strictness lies in waiting to come out of the sealing room.

So now that such an unexpected situation has occurred, it will really come in handy?

Fan Ning followed the instructions and wrapped the "gel membrane" around his left wrist.

It feels like cold glue to the touch. Although this piece of tissue is not big and is redundant compared to the thickness of the wrist, Fan Ning tied a knot in the front to barely prevent it from slipping from his hand.

Turn right and enter the deepest B-level sealed room corridor.

Perhaps because of the "one thing, one policy" containment method, the corridor doors here are unevenly distributed. A few rooms only occupy a few square meters, while many more rooms are as large as large conference rooms, and extremely complex systems are adopted inside.

Containment method.

Therefore, the average distance between number plates is very long, and not every two doors are facing each other. Many of them are staggered.

Fan Ning did not slow down and went straight to room 12.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" Fan Ning was startled by the sudden sound. There seemed to be a large creature locked in Room 4, and it was banging on the door anxiously.

He glanced past the rickety steel door.

With a "squeak", the room at door 7 opened by itself, and there was no light on inside. Compared with the dazzling light in the corridor, it was as dark as the entrance to an unknown space.

What happened? For the first time, cold sweat began to break out on Fan Ning's forehead.

The door is not locked properly? Is it a work error?

On this road, you had to pass by this dark door. Fan Ning couldn't help but want to take a look at the sign on the wall next to the door to see what kind of containment material this was.

However, he thought of the reminder to "not observe or think about" non-target objects, so he bit the bullet and walked over to the other side of the wall.

During this period, a large black puddle of pungent liquid began to seep out from under the crack of door No. 8 diagonally opposite, and the leather shoes made a splashing sound along the way.

Damn this damn place. When Fan Ning walked near Gate 12, cold sweat had soaked through his shirt and vest.

The sign next to the door here seems to be newly hung.

Although Fan Ning did not read the other signboards carefully, at a glance they were all densely packed with words, but here it was very simple: only the name "Flashlight", a brief description of the incident, the transfer time, and the reason for the upgrade were still "Lu."

"Dolf Homon requested" and the remaining fields are "None".

"Is this getting extra attention or not?"

Fan Ning smiled helplessly to ease his mood.

He took another step forward and came to the front door. Amidst the restless "dong-dong-dong" hammering sound at the back of the corridor, he began to turn the plastic handle that controlled the observation glass.

Through the glass, you can see a simple storage table and a black portable iron box on it. Other than that, there are no complicated devices.

It should be said that the level of attention has definitely increased, but it is completely different from these real B-class containment of extraordinary substances.

With this thought in mind, Fan Ning turned the lever of the door safety lock to the unlocked position, then leaned down and prepared to push it horizontally.

Suddenly, he felt in a trance, and then there was a strange greasy feeling on his tongue and inside his nostrils, as if there was a layer of mucous membrane-like secretion covering it.

His spiritual state instantly sent a dangerous signal. He stopped pushing the door and stood up straight. At this moment, he felt a tight feeling on his left wrist again.

Fan Ning raised his arm and looked down, his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw that the "gel membrane" that was originally tied loosely pulled itself up without external force, and the originally light pink translucent texture became more transparent, almost colorless.

The original D minor triad note mark of "re, fa, la" on the fetal membrane, in a tight state, has an additional "do sharp" note above it.

This time, the minor triad has become a minor major seventh chord. Due to the extra augmented triad interval above, the original consonant sound effect has become extremely violent and rough, with tension and weirdness.

Although Fan Ning was puzzled by this mark, he felt a little relieved.

Because with the occurrence of the "gel fetal membrane" mutation, both the mental trance and the weird slippery feeling in the mouth and nasal cavity have temporarily disappeared.

It seems that it does have the effect of mitigating some kind of pollution, but what happened just now?

After being delayed for more than ten seconds by a series of changes, Fan Ning raised his hand again.

There are too many mysterious elements in a ghostly place like the Sealing Room. Don't think about anything. Just take your phone and leave.

"Why did the lights in this room go out?" Fan Ning's hand stopped again.

Because he suddenly discovered that looking through the observation glass on the door, the back turned into pitch black.

There were too many strange things that she encountered after coming in today. Fan Ning was worried and prepared to go directly in and turn on the light——

At this time, he raised his head and glanced at the house number.

"!!Why am I standing at the door of Room 11 opposite!?" A chill suddenly spread all over Fan Ning's body, and he finally saw the dense fonts on the sign next to him.

"Substance name: "Pain Room""

"External form: an oil painting. The observer believes that its content is an indoor sketch of the delivery room and delivery bed."

"Origin tracing: The painting was born. The artist died in a hotel room. His whole body dissolved in the bathtub, leaving only his head floating in the slurry... After being circulated many times, it was confiscated at the auction of the Mecklon Free Museum. The owner is a person banned from the Pleasure Listening Society.

, has been shot..."

"Dangerous characteristics: There is a mystical tendency of the "pool" phase, with living characteristics...risk of getting lost, high risk of distortion...being admired by others, infecting dreams, and being born from their bodies...there is an existence that makes people observe it without knowing it.

Possibility of content…”

"Containment method: Cover the black curtain and nail it to the wall. Arrange multiple layers of dark glass to partition the space. The texture should be as deep as possible but does not affect the observation of its condition. Turn on the light in the upper room to facilitate regular inward observation. It is found that after the painting breaks through the partition

, iterate new compartments outside and maintain the number of compartments at no less than four.”

I almost entered this room just now! Fan Ning felt scared for a while.

"Dark screen covering, multi-layered partitions" he couldn't help but think, "Theoretically speaking, it is quite safe to turn on the lights in the room for easy observation? I did not feel that there was a dark room in front of me at first, but why did the lights suddenly go out?"

Facts have proved that the warning of "don't think" is correct. As soon as Fan Ning's thoughts started to diverge, he immediately thought of some possibilities that could damage his sanity:
To be continued...