Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

    Lian Qiao opened his mouth to say something. The little apple beside him suddenly screamed.

    "Lian Joe! Your hand!"

    Lian Qiao was stunned, and looked down at his right hand. His palms were always hidden in his pockets, leaving only a part of his wrist exposed. However, at this time, the space between the wrist and the pocket was empty. There are tiny chunks of meat floating around the wrist.

    He pulled his hand out of his pocket and found that his palm was missing from the wrist.

    Apple screams again. Honeysuckle's expression changed, and she stepped forward to grab his wrist.

    "What's the matter?!" Ren Dong asked sharply, "What the **** did you do?!"

    Lian Qiao looked at his broken wrist silently. As if being devoured by an invisible beast, his wrists also disappeared little by little, turning into flesh-colored pieces of 1mm*1mm*1mm, floating in the air.

    This scene is too eerie, like in a dream. Ren Dong gripped his remaining wrist tightly, with such force that he almost broke his hand bones.

    "How could this be!" Honeysuckle's voice was sharp, with an inaudible trembling, "What the **** did you do! Lian Qiao! Answer me!"

    Lian Qiao didn't know how to answer him. Little Apple collapsed first, and fell to the ground crying.

    "It's my fault! I shouldn't have given him the key! Woohoo, I killed him! Xu Rendong, kill me! I killed him!"

     Honeysuckle's face was pale, but she didn't even look at the little apple. He just quickly took out the gauze from his backpack, restrained his trembling and wrapped it around Lian Qiao.

    Useless.

    Lian Qiao thought to himself: I didn't cut off my hand, what's the use of wrapping gauze?

    He hesitated for a moment, and couldn't bear to say it, he smiled and said, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt at all, really."

    This place is close to the campus hotel, the location is remote, and it happens to be the lunch time. The students are all gathered in the cafeteria, so Little Apple's loud cry did not disturb others.

    The warm yellow sunset shone on Lian Qiao's face, reflecting his tender and soft facial features even more tenderly.

    Honeysuckle grabbed his right hand and was still wrapping the gauze up. However, Lian Qiao's body shattered much faster than he imagined. As soon as the gauze was wrapped around it, the arm below was already shattered, turning into countless small flesh-colored squares floating in the air. The gauze couldn't be tied at all.

    The speed of the mutation of the body is so fast that people have no time to react.

    Time is running out.

    Lian Qiao took a deep breath, held down Ren Dong's hand, and tried to make his voice seem calm.

    "Honeysuckle, calm down and listen to me."

    "Debug is for you to find the bug and remove it. I guess after removing the bug you can find the button. The elevator should come out when you turn 28, don't worry."

    "As for that bug..."

    Speaking of this, Lian Qiao quickly glanced at Little Apple, who was slumped on the ground. At this time, the little apple was crying out of breath, and her cheeks were flushed, like a ripe red apple. She was so engrossed in her own grief that she had no time for anything else.

    Lian Qiao pursed her lips, got close to Honeysuckle's ear, and whispered, "That bug is you."

    Honeysuckle was shocked and opened her eyes wide.

    Lian Qiao stared at him, and said lowly and quickly: "You can go back to the past in a certain way. But this ability is also limited. At most, it can go back to when we first entered the elevator. So every time you enter the elevator, you are like a different person. Because you have already experienced a copy."

    "You have successfully escaped countless times with this almost cheating ability. But conversely, because you have this ability, the copy with you will become extremely difficult."

    " Logically speaking, your ability should be invincible, but in this dungeon, you have hit a wall. You think we can't get out, you are desperate. So you will look like a different person Same, do things that don't make sense."

    "I guess this is because you are the key player this time. The dungeon has been adjusted for you, setting up a barrier that even you can't overcome."

    "What is the barrier?"

    Lian Qiao stopped suddenly. Ren Dong looked at him blankly, his lips moved slightly, and he was speechless.

    Lian Qiao raised his hand and wanted to touch his face, but found that his right hand had disappeared from the elbow below. He had no choice but to use his left hand to stroke Honeysuckle's cheek.

    "You can't go out until we all die."

    "Your last obstacle is me. You are reluctant to kill me, so you choose to go back to the past again and again, and re-experience this dungeon with me. You have decided to stay here with me forever. "

    "Did I guess right?"

    Lian Qiao finally finished. The fragmentation of the body continued, and the speed seemed to be slightly faster than before. Fortunately, he still didn't feel the slightest pain, which made him proud to keep the last peace in front of the honeysuckle.

    Honeysuckle's eyes were red, and tears filled her eyes, as if she was about to cry in the next second.

    But instead of crying, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked mockingly, "Anything else?"

    Lian Qiao was taken aback.

    Honeysuckle said: "This is what you want to say? This is what you want to tell me even at the cost of self-destruction?"

    "..." Lian Qiao was stunned and speechless.

    Honeysuckle smiled like a self-deprecating smile, and finally pronounced the verdict: "You guessed wrong."

    "Then..." Lian Qiao was about to ask, but suddenly a cold light flashed in front of him.

    Before he could react, only a dull sound was heard. Ren Dong actually shoved a dagger into his chest!

    "Honeysuckle!" Lian Qiao was startled, instinctively reaching out to stop him, but he forgot that his right hand had disappeared. The only half of his arm left could not reach the honeysuckle at all.

    When he stretched out his left hand towards Honeysuckle again, Honeysuckle took a step back and pulled out the knife in his chest.

    "Don't!" Even Joe screamed, but it was too late. Blood spurted out of Honeysuckle's chest like a blood arrow.

    Lian Qiao was splattered by the hot blood. The thick **** smell made him almost want to vomit, and blood splashed into his mouth, causing a strong rust smell.

    Honeysuckle's chest was bleeding profusely, instantly dyeing her clothes red. His face was pale, only a few drops of blood splattered on his cheeks were bright red.

    The gushing blood quickly gathered into a small pool of blood on the ground. Honeysuckle stood in a pool of his own blood, holding a sharp knife in his hand, but his eyes were smiling.

    "You guessed wrong. I'll give you another chance."

    "What..." Lian Qiao's pupils shrank suddenly. For a split second, the brain flies, and all the clues really connect, "I get it, I get it! Your condition for going back in time is death! So—so you—"

    He desperately reached out to Xu Rendong, trying to stop him, but suddenly a flower appeared in front of him. Something flew out.

    The thing hit the honeysuckle, and then fell into a pool of blood on the ground.

    A hand.

    One left hand.

    Lian Qiao was stunned and looked down to see that his left wrist was broken at some point. The tendon of the blood vessel at the severed end was clearly visible, and the arterial pulsation kept pumping out the blood, but the blood beads that jumped out of the blood vessel floated weightlessly in the air.

    There are countless flesh-red squares floating around the blood beads. Not only his hands, but his legs, his torso, began to shatter at a terrifying speed.

    He couldn't stand anymore and fell forward. He subconsciously wanted to support the ground with his hands, but there was only a short upper arm left on both arms, so that he fell directly to the ground like a beggar with a broken hand on the side of the road, and fell into a pool of honeysuckle's blood. Thick blood splattered all over his face.

    "Lian Qiao!" Ren Dong let out a mournful cry that was not like a human voice. With a bang, he dropped the knife and rushed over to hug Lian Qiao.

    The blood hole in the chest of the honeysuckle is still desperately bleeding. Lian Qiao was held in his arms by him, and his shoulders were wet in an instant.

    "Do you commit suicide in such a tragic way every time?" Even Joe wanted to touch his face, but he couldn't do anything without his hands and feet, so he could only raise his head hard , looked at him with wet eyes, "Can you be a little better to yourself..."

    "..." Honeysuckle hugged him tightly, breathing rapidly, her face pale. The massive blood loss made Honeysuckle tremble all over, and her body temperature gradually lost.

    The little apple on the side had already collapsed and could do nothing but cry. She cried hoarsely and watched Lian Qiao dissipate, knowing that all this was irreversible, and it was herself who caused all this.

    In an instant, Lian Qiao's whole body was broken into only the head and torso. His limbs turned into tiny pieces of meat and floated in the air, and blood beads floated in the air like a weightless water curtain. Even if he touched Honeysuckle's clothes, it was not soaked.

    Honeysuckle held him in one hand and grabbed the pieces in vain with the other. But no matter how hard he tried, his fingers always passed through the shards. He couldn't touch those things at all.

    Lian Qiao is leaving this time and space.

    The man of 1.85 meters is as light as a baby at the moment. Honeysuckle was heartbroken and couldn't even shed tears. Just keep grabbing phantoms in the air like a psycho.

    Lian Qiao raised her head with difficulty, looked at Honeysuckle, and suddenly felt shaken in her heart.

    Am I doing this right?

    Even if he can turn back time and save me, his memory will not be erased. His pain, the torment he suffered, would leave a permanent imprint on his soul.

    He will always remember the despair I dissipated in his arms.

    He will go back countless times to save me, but what about him? He will never be redeemed.

    He can only endure endless pain in endless reincarnation.

    …How can I stop this cruel cycle?

    How to stop the death cycle of honeysuckle...

    etc. Infinite loop?

    Lian Qiao's mind flashed, and his thoughts suddenly became clear.

    He thought that the so-called bug was the special ability of honeysuckle. Honeysuckle has already gone through this dungeon and knows that the condition for clearance is to kill everyone, including him. Ren Dong couldn't give up on him, so he could only give up his life.

    —But Honeysuckle said he guessed wrong.

    Where did you guess wrong?

    Lian Qiao's body was shattered to the point where only his head and chest remained. The same is true for Honeysuckle, the blood hole in his chest is still gurgling blood, but the blood pressure is obviously not as good as before. He was about to go into shock.

    Lian Qiao knew that time was short and thought desperately.

    "debug..." He muttered the clue that cost him dearly.

    From the moment he used the key, the body gradually dissipated. This may be the mechanism by which the dungeon maintains itself, punishing those who get additional clues.

    …wrong. What is the point of copying this? Even if he disappeared, Little Apple was still there. She can take the note to find Honeysuckle, after all, Honeysuckle is the one who has the ability to solve all the puzzles.

    The copy punished him, was it really because he used the key? But the key itself comes from the copy, and if the use of the key violates the rules of the copy, the key should not exist in the copy in the first place.

      Law.

    —Wait, no time to think about yourself. Think about it, what is a bug?

    The bug that existed from the beginning of the copy, the bug that involves the copy mechanism... The bug that made the honeysuckle fall into an infinite loop...

    Endless loop…

    Lian Qiao's pupils shrank suddenly, suddenly realized.

    "Honeysuckle—"

    Even Joe was so shocked by his guess that his voice began to tremble. Even he couldn't believe what he was about to say.

    "The clearance condition is not for us to die, but for—"

    "I want you to die... right?"

    The author has something to say: Well, the puzzle is full. Now you can rest assured, this time is really going to pass the customs~