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The so-called suitable place that Mu Sang found somewhere in the dark.

At first glance, it looks like just a dilapidated residential building.

No, it is a residential building that has not yet been built and has been abandoned for a long time.

Looking up, Mu Sang could even see rusty red steel bars of different lengths and irregular lengths all over the surface of the tall and gray cement building.

However, for some reason, he felt that those... were not steel bars.

Instead, evil beasts were clawing at the wall of the building, roaring silently and baring their teeth.

"call--"

Mu Sang shook his head violently, "It's all an illusion!"

After encouraging himself, he quickly walked towards the abandoned residential building ahead with his travel bag on his back.

It sounds weird.

As soon as he entered the building, Mu Sang suddenly felt a strong sense of horror in his heart, causing the hairs all over his body to stand on end.

It's like... there are invisible ghosts wandering around.

Regarding this, Mu Sang was not surprised but delighted.

"We've come to the right place! This is the effect we want!"

Mu Sang took a deep breath and tried his best to calm his racing heart.

Then he walked upstairs and began to search for possible 'loophole' areas in this abandoned building.

It didn't take long before he discovered something unusual in a gray and plain empty room on the fourth floor.

That's a mirror.

An oval full-length mirror firmly fixed on the rough cement wall, whether through glue or nails.

"Is this it?"

Mu Sang pursed his lips, hesitated for two seconds, and then walked towards the mirror.

呲——

He gently touched the mirror surface with his hand.

The cold touch immediately spread from his fingertips to his brain, causing Mu Sang to shiver all over.

No reason, no reason.

Mu Sang instantly determined that the mirror in front of him was the 'loophole' area in the real world.

Then he took a few steps back, looked back at the boundless night outside the window, and immediately strode towards the mirror.

According to the collected information, if you want to escape from this world and fall into the back room, you must rush towards the 'loophole' at extremely fast speeds to break through the boundaries of reality.

In short, it means hitting that mirror at full speed.

During the sprint, you must use all your strength and hold nothing back.

Otherwise, it will be impossible to break through the barrier of reality.

Mu Sang did exactly this.

Swish——

I didn't hear the sound of the mirror shattering, nor did I feel any pain from hitting a hard object.

Mu Sang felt as if he had crashed into a large piece of sticky glue.

Then, he opened his eyes instinctively.

What appeared in his sight was a dark yellow and old wall.

No, there are dark yellow and depressing walls on all sides, there are several buzzing fluorescent lights above the head, and under the feet is a dark red carpet that exudes a strange smell.

After looking around blankly, Mu Sang's heart was beating wildly.

Judging from the characteristics of the surrounding environment, it seems that he... succeeded!

Successfully escaped from reality and arrived...in the back room.

At this moment, a new and exciting life finally opened the door to him!

"Hu~hu~"

After taking a few breaths, Mu Sang, who was full of excitement, immediately started wandering around.

While wandering around, he looked around here and there, curious about everything.

Who put the dark yellow wallpaper on the surrounding walls? Why are they so ugly and old?

Where does the power for those fluorescent lights overhead come from? Why are they so durable?

The red carpets under my feet are damp and smelly. What is the reason for this behavior?

Full of curiosity and doubts, Mu Sang walked for more than ten minutes before slowly stopping.

Because as he walked, he discovered that all the rooms in the back room... were actually exactly the same.

Apart from some vague footprints left on the carpet when he walked across it, it was impossible to tell the similarities and differences between the surrounding rooms.

And during the walk, Mu Sang also found that the compass and GPS he carried were not working properly.

"so……"

Mu Sang stood in an empty room, "Where should I go now?"

The uniform colors and layouts around him made it impossible for Mu Sang to find the location where he first landed.

He is lost.

After walking aimlessly for a few more minutes, Mu Sang unexpectedly discovered that on the wall of a dark room, there were large pieces of writing written with scarlet paint.

Coincidentally, these are all Chinese characters.

"Hello, welcome to the Eighteenth Level of Hell!"

"I have good news for you, you can never go back."

"No matter who comes to the back room, he will never, ever, never return to the human world!"

"You will die! You will die! You will die! You will die! You will die! You will die! You will die! You will die! You will die! You will die! You will die! You will die...

"

Buzz!!

Suddenly, a burst of violent noise erupted from the fluorescent light above his head, which made Mu Sang feel dizzy and almost collapsed to the ground.

"what's the situation?!"

Mu Sang, who was leaning against the wall and covering his ears with his hands, slowly stood up straight.

Then, he saw countless maggot-like and centipede-like shadows flashing past under the dim yellow wallpaper around him.

In addition to these visual illusions, Mu Sang even heard waves of faint conversations, laughter and howls coming from the empty rooms in all directions.

It's just that the language used by the strange voice is not any one he knows.

No matter how normal a person is, they will inevitably feel panicked after suddenly encountering these strange events.

The same goes for mourning.

So he carried his travel bag, turned around and ran towards an old-fashioned escalator on the right.

It's weird to say.

After Mu Sang hurriedly ran to the elevator, he and the descending elevator at his feet suddenly disappeared.

Instead, a dark yellow and empty room suddenly appeared.

Mu Sang, who had already stepped onto the elevator, was horrified to find that the direction he came from had suddenly turned into a concrete wall with no gaps.

"Is this... also a 'loophole'?" Mu Sang turned around and looked at the wall blankly.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! According to the information he collected, there will also be 'loopholes' in every layer of the back room.

As long as you find this kind of 'loophole' area, you can go to other levels in the back room through it.

As for which level it will reach, that's not sure.

"No matter how many things there are, it's best to leave first."

Feeling that something was wrong, Mu Sang shook his head violently, turned around and ran towards the bottom of the elevator.

Thumb! Thumb! Thunk!

This run took a full twenty minutes.

It should be noted that the speed at which a normal person walks down stairs is generally about fifty meters per minute.

If you walk faster, the speed will not exceed 65 meters.

But Mu Sang was running and jumping all the way down the stairs.

Therefore, the speed has more than tripled at least.

But even so, it took Mu Sang twenty minutes to reach the end exit of the elevator.

So God knows what kind of elevator this is, it can be built so long.

In short, after actually walking down the extra-long escalator, Mu Sang realized... that he had actually arrived at an extremely huge supermarket.

It was so huge that the entire field of view in every direction he could see was filled with row after row of super long and super high shelves, stacked on top of each other.

Moreover, no matter which direction Mu Sang looked, he could not see any end, not even the slightest sign of an end.

It was as if he had inexplicably arrived at some infinitely extending 'supermarket universe'.

It's just that this 'universe' is extremely depressed and has no popularity at all.

It was terrifyingly deserted and terrifyingly quiet.

It was so quiet that when Mu Sang straightened his ears, he could only hear the low hum of countless fluorescent lamps running on the ceiling hundreds or thousands of meters high above, as well as the air-conditioning coming from nowhere in all directions.

The sound of machine working.

This made Mu Sang feel a little scared in his heart.

After taking a deep breath, he couldn't help but shudder.

Perhaps, this is the reason for the countless air conditioners that exist somewhere.

The temperature here is extremely cold.

"so cold."

After Mu Sang crossed his arms with a pale face, he quickly took off his travel bag, took out a thick coat from it, and put it on in a hurry.

Then, he slowly walked deeper into the supermarket along a row of shelves that were several hundred meters high.

While walking, Mu Sang was surprised to discover a fact.

That is, there is not a single product on the shelf that he ‘recognizes’.

Or, you can put it this way.

Mu Sang can easily identify what these products are by their appearance and the pictures on the packaging bags.

Crayon boxes, basketball shoes, bottled water, instant noodles, ketchup, tool boxes, red wine, underwear, mosquito coils, tea, cigarettes, soap, cereal...all kinds of things.

But he couldn't understand any of the words on the outer packaging or bags of these products.

And the strange thing is that the words on the packaging bags of almost every one of these products seem to be different.

After wandering around for a long time, Mu Sang felt a little bored. He just did a little counting and found no less than a hundred kinds of characters.

"these things……"

While Mu Sang was stunned, he suddenly thought, "Can't they all come from different parallel universes?"

After all, he is a modern person who has watched many science fiction movies, so it is extremely normal for him to have such thoughts.

But fantasy is fantasy, reality is reality.

When he first thought of the concept of 'parallel universe', Mu Sang immediately felt that this supermarket seemed to be different.

He has become a bit... taller.

It might be linked to supermarkets in countless parallel universes. It’s so cool.

While marveling, Mu Sang boldly took a cigarette from the shelf, which looked a bit like Huazi's cigarettes.

After opening it several times, he took out a pack of cigarettes and lit one. He took two puffs and felt that the taste was more like Liqun than Huazi.

"Liqun is not bad either."

Mu Sang squinted his eyes and held a cigarette in his mouth, then stuffed the entire Alien Space Liqun into his travel bag.

After walking around like this for several hours, Mu Sang was unable to find anything else in this supermarket except shelves, merchandise, fluorescent lights, air conditioners, concrete columns and endless corridors.

Especially the wide corridor between the two rows of shelves on the left and right. Mu Sang had walked nearly 20 kilometers, but it still remained unchanged.

Mu Sang even suspected that even if he kept going until the end of his seventy-eighty-year lifespan, he might not reach the end.

So tired, Mu Sang immediately sat down on the spot, picked up a bag of unfamiliar instant noodles and a can of beer on the shelf, and started eating and drinking.

While eating and drinking, Mu Sang blinked his dull eyes and looked aimlessly at the shelves dozens of meters away.

Then, he saw a shotgun... no, many shotguns, and many shotguns.

"gun!!"

Mu Sang was stunned for a moment, then threw away the instant noodles and beer, and hurriedly ran to the opposite shelf.

"It's not an illusion, it's really a gun!"

There were hundreds of shotguns and countless ammunition, neatly arranged on the shelves in front of him.

Mu Sang's eyes lit up, he picked up a gun and started playing with it.

Apart from video games, he has never seen a real gun in the real world, let alone touched it with his own hands.

So seeing so many guns at once made Mu Sang's blood boil with excitement.

Because guns represent strength.

Since entering the back room, Mu Sang has been feeling confused and anxious.

What he was worried about was the strange entity recorded in the data.

If you encounter it, you will die alive.

But in the real world, Mu Sang really can't get a gun.

Being able to get short sticks and short knives is already the limit of his abilities.

Expecting to use sticks and knives to deal with the so-called physical monster... Mu Sang really doesn't have much confidence.

But now, as luck would have it, he actually found guns in the back room, and there were so many of them.

“It’s simply God’s blessing!”

Mu Sang was in a good mood. He laughed and stuffed two guns and a lot of bullets into his travel bag.

In his own hand, he took an extra shotgun filled with ten bullets.

At this moment, the confusion and anxiety in Mu Sang's heart disappeared instantly, and he was filled with fighting spirit.

I have a gun, why should I be afraid of a few entities!

Come and kill one head, come and blast them all to pieces!

Full of fighting spirit, Mu Sang picked up the shotgun, clicked the bolt, and strode deeper into the supermarket with his head held high.

This journey lasted for a whole month.

Yes.

Mu Sang walked along this corridor and two rows of shelves, heading in a certain direction of the supermarket, for two full months.

Roughly speaking, he can walk about forty kilometers every day.

This is no longer too little.

In this way, in a month, it will be at least 2,400 kilometers.

This is equivalent to twice the distance from the Imperial Capital to the Demonic Capital.

But Mu Sang, who had walked along the shelves for a full 2,400 kilometers, still couldn't find the end of the supermarket, or even the ends of the two rows of shelves to his left and right.

During this period, Mu Sang was eating, drinking, having diarrhea, and sleeping around the shelves.

For food and drink, there are instant noodles, snacks and mineral water.

Pull and scatter, just find any place.

As for sleeping, you can make a makeshift bed by finding a lot of rolled paper.

It’s just that taking a shower is more difficult.

Fortunately, there are power sockets at regular intervals on the inside of the shelves.

Mu Sang used the electric pot he brought with him to boil a few pots of mineral water, and then took some containers to put them in. He squatted on the ground and scooped out water little by little with a rice spoon to take a bath, which was probably enough.

But the spiritual desolation and loneliness almost drove Mu Sang crazy.


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