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What he said was true, Chris looked at Evan and thought, maybe because he grew up on the street, Chris always had a natural intuition for such things.

He could sense that Evan wasn't lying, and that was the trouble, Chris thought.

He squatted on the ground, subconsciously took out the pocket of his coat, but found no cigarettes, so he could only swallow his saliva, then turned his eyes, "Okay, I believe you."

"I don't need your trust." Evan said calmly, and at this time he had returned to his previous aloof and annoying appearance.

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"I just think I need to explain." Evan raised a finger and pointed at himself, "I won't lick your fingers, only Carlton will."

"Crazy people would do that," he emphasized.

Well, he hates the bastard, Chris thought.

"But your food..." Evan pointed to the pile of bread crumbs on the ground, "I think that should be your part."

"The part that was wasted by you." When Chris saw the pile of debris, he had a nausea feeling. Until now, he still has the feeling of being invaded and offended in his mouth, which is unprecedented for him Disgusting experience.

"To be precise, it's Carlton." Evan emphasized again.

Well, he knows how to provoke my anger, Chris walked to Evan's side, and then took out the remaining half of the loaf from his pocket - the part that belonged to Evan.

"Mine." Chris said, "Your bread was wasted by Carlton." He said that until this time, he didn't feel his own hunger, and the little bit of feeling he had was frightened by Carlton.

Chris grabbed the bread and sat on the ground, feeling worse than the homeless people digging through the trash cans, at least those people can occasionally find some high-quality goods.

Now, he was arguing with a man over the cheapest white bread.

His stomach even started to cramp, and he suspected that the alcohol he drank before passing out was punishing himself... Chris stood in the dark, he didn't want Evan to find out that he was strange.

After all, everyone knows when Carlton's psychosis will suddenly appear.

In fact, Chris still thinks that Evan is just a simple split personality. After all, another soul may even be an evil spirit-this always reminds him of some ghost programs he has watched-by the way, he did not Believe it any time.

Just like God, Chris thought coldly, he didn't have any beliefs, if he had to say it, it might be money, he would always remember their neighborhood.

Faith is useless, danger is everywhere, and no one knows where they will be in the next second.

Chris himself has encountered it a few times. In the room he rented, he encountered flying bullets, which seemed to be due to gang fights on the street.

——This kind of thing is very common, at least Chris has encountered it many times in his life.

Half of Chris's body was hidden in the darkness. He looked at Evan who was sitting near the entrance of the cave, and stepped back a little. He didn't start to unwrap the bread until he was sure that the other party couldn't see him clearly, and swallowed carefully.

After the dry bread was simply chewed, it was swallowed down the throat. Because of the lack of moisture, it was difficult for Chris to continue swallowing.

He swallowed desperately, then patted his chest lightly.

Only then did he swallow the piece of bread that almost choked him to death.

With half left, Chris put the bread in his pocket.

"Are you finished?" Evan asked suddenly.

"what?"

"Bread, you are so loud that anyone who is not deaf can hear you." Evan turned his head and said.

Chris came out of the dark space and came to Evan's side.

"Your water is below." Evan said. He pointed to the environment on the next floor. When he left the first floor, Chris didn't bring his own water. Evan thought this idea was easy to guess.

The other party didn't know what was on the second floor, so they decided to leave this precious resource on the first floor, which had already been explored and looked very safe.

After all, this is all their belongings.

Ha, all the belongings, Evan laughed sarcastically. A few days ago, he hadn't thought that a bottle of water and half a piece of bread could become all his belongings.

He glanced at the bottled water on the first floor again, then turned to look at his current temporary partner——

Maybe Carlton was being too rough, Evan thought.

The other party still had fingerprints on his cheeks, his lips were red and swollen, and his blue eyes were also red, making him look bad.

He looked down at his fingers, until now, the wet feeling still lingered on his fingertips, even though he wiped it many times, the feeling seemed to still be there.

This should be said to be his most contact with other human beings.

Evan subconsciously wiped his fingers with his pants again.

"How long have I been in a coma?" Evan asked, because they didn't know what would be in the darkness, and they sat in front of the gap again.

"Less than two minutes," Chris said.

"It took us about 6 minutes to come up." Evan said, he pointed to the top, "Will there be any new messages?"

Chris didn't speak, he was also curious.

However, 5 minutes passed, and there was still no sound from the darkness.

It appears that there is no prompt.

"So there are no rules." Chris said that all the information they have obtained so far is obtained from the first floor, but not all of it is useful information.

"What did you see on the second floor?" Evan asked.

Chris shook his head. "I've been a little bit stymied."

"You can't hear me," Evan said firmly.

"Yes." Chris began to describe to Evan what he had encountered before, as if they were in two spaces.

"I can hear your voice." Evan said, and he told Chris what happened while he was waiting on the first floor, "Maybe this key can be used here."

Evan pulled from his pocket the key they had found in the passageway behind the mirror.

"We must speed up our exploration." Evan stood up from the ground, "I want to do an experiment."

"You stay here, I will move on."

"I want to know what it was that blocked our communication just now." He said, before Chris could respond, he walked into the darkness.

Report the numbers while walking.

Chris stared at the direction where Evan disappeared, until the other party reported "5", his body had completely disappeared in the darkness.

He still remembered the feeling just now, he and Evan seemed to be separated, and no one could find each other.

"6..."

Although Evan could no longer be seen, Chris could still hear his voice.

"7..."

The sound is getting smaller and smaller.

"8..."

The sound was far beyond common sense, and it had a whistling electric sound, as if it came from the radio.

"9..."

Chris has stood up from the ground, Evan—no, that's not Evan's voice anymore, 9 has almost become a staccato electric sound.

"Hee hee hee."

In the darkness, there was a burst of small laughter——

"Chris, I'm here."