I kill gods in my dream

Chapter 47 Fetal Movement
What kind of super building shaker is this?

Wu Shuang was very puzzled, but he did not go upstairs to check immediately. Instead, he habitually observed the surrounding environment.

First, he checked a wave of elevators.

It was obvious that there was a problem upstairs, so naturally he immediately looked for a reliable way to escape.

But it's a pity that I can't do the elevator downhill this time.

He pressed the button on each of the four elevators in the building several times, but none of them worked. In addition to losing a method of escape, he also felt an extremely bad taste.

More than thirty floors!
Which dog can break down an elevator? !If he came here under his true identity, even if nothing happened along the way, he would probably die of exhaustion on the stairs.

After silently complaining in his heart, Wu Shuang turned around and checked other places in the hall.

Here, he found many human corpses, and they were all armed men.

After noticing the black combat uniforms worn on these corpses, he couldn't help but think of the students on the ship in the first story who seemed to be wearing similar combat uniforms.

But compared to the flexible combat uniforms of those students, the combat uniforms on these corpses are more armed with military weapons. They are almost all black from head to toe. They also wear tactical vests and helmets equipped with a bunch of accessories. In addition to four-eye night vision devices and cameras, plus various weapons and explosives, it can be said to be fully armed.

But even so.

These warriors, armed to the teeth, still died here.

It looked like there was some kind of attack.

And judging from the equipment of these soldiers, they are not ordinary people, otherwise they would not use the Desert Eagle as their basic gun. This is not a cool set, but a battlefield where fierce fighting has been fought. Only the extremely strong Only a person can control this handgun.

Wu Shuang saw the epaulettes of these warriors, all holding the symbol of thunder in one hand. This should be the unit to which these warriors belonged.

The symbol on the other side corresponding to this epaulette is a gear wrapped around a human face with an index finger raised between the lips, perhaps an organization.

Very strange.

He had never seen these signs before.

But these warriors were affiliated with this organization and came here for some reason and then died fighting.

Judging from the traces left here, the threat came from upstairs. It was a pretty fierce battle. To this day, there are still many scattered brass bullet casings on the ground.

Wu Shuang picked one up and looked at it.

The cartridge case is engraved with strange patterns, like a piece of art, very beautiful.

If it was like this for one or two pieces, he wouldn't care much about it, but he looked at many pieces and found the same exquisite lines.

It looks like it's possessed by someone.

The inference that can be made from this is that the origins of these warriors are not simple.

And the enemies they face are not simple either.

Judging from the condition of these corpses, it was a long time ago, and these bloody threads only spread after the corpses were completely turned into bones.

Wu Shuang glanced at the stairs, where the blood-colored threads were densest.

He didn't know what happened here, but it would be a pity not to pick up one of the weapons everywhere.

After searching for a while, he finally found a barely usable pistol. Relying on the extraordinary strength brought by the gloves, he was still able to control it. As for the bullets, he found a lot of bullets on the corpse, but he left it there for so long.
Hope it works.

With the idea that it would be better to have it than to have it without it, Wu Shuang still put the pistol in his arms.

Although it is a bit strange that a detective knows how to use a gun, especially in a country with extremely strict gun control, it seems quite outrageous.

But when he was writing the identity, under the careful watch of the maid, he bit the bullet and added fifty points of firearms proficiency to the identity, and argued arrogantly as to why a detective could master these military skills proficiently. Never even joined the military.And managed to muddle through.

Therefore, he is not too unfamiliar with the use of various equipment and explosives on the ground.

However, this was only his first time here. He had no intention of completing the level in one go, so he only took a pistol with him, which he didn't know if it might misfire, and walked upstairs.

During this period, he felt several more vibrations.

The intervals between each time are almost the same, and the amplitude of the vibrations is also almost the same.

This made him feel even more strange, but so far, no danger had occurred.

Come to the second floor.

The situation was similar to the situation on the first floor. There were no living things, but the corpses were concentrated near the stairs. It must be that after what happened upstairs, everyone was evacuating downstairs, but they didn't have time.

Wu Shuang continued walking upstairs.

As he went up, the distribution of the blood-colored threads became denser. When he reached the fifth floor, the blood-colored threads here could no longer be described as vines, but were replaced by carpets.

These blood-colored threads have covered the entire wall and floor, making the place look like a meat cave.

And what he found even more strange was that he felt a little tired just after reaching the fifth floor.

If this was his true identity, then he would still understand.

But now, he is using his identity as a detective, and his physical fitness is a full seventy points. Although he is not as good as a professional athlete, he is still a leader among the crowd, and he can run 5000 meters with ease.

It's weird to feel tired right now.

Although the blood-colored threads under his feet were sticky to his feet, they were not to the point where they could consume a lot of his energy. It could only be said that this building was getting weirder and weirder.

He resisted the urge to sit down and rest for a while and continued walking up.

When he arrived on the sixth floor, he saw a corpse. Unlike other corpses that had long been turned into bones, this corpse was still quite complete, even somewhat lifelike.

He took a closer look.

It looks like a human, but not quite a human. There are fine blue scales on the human body, and they almost cover the entire back of the neck, and even a little bit on the face.

Wu Shuang remembered that he seemed to have seen relevant records in the experimental records of Building [-].

But what puzzled him was that he couldn't tell the cause of death at all.

At least on the surface, the other party is quite healthy, and can even be said to have a rosy face. He is sitting near the stairs in a very strange posture. He may want to take a rest, but somehow he never gets up again. Now he is covered in blood. Filaments almost wrapped.

Just when he was wondering, the corpse's eyes suddenly opened.

That's a golden vertical pupil!

Before he could react, the opponent immediately stared at him, then tore the blood-colored threads wrapped around him and rushed towards him, with a face full of fanaticism and madness.

Wu Shuang was shocked and wanted to retreat, but the other party had already grabbed his shoulder and shouted frantically:

"Did you hear that?! That's fetal movement! It's fetal movement!"

But a dull gunshot made him shut his mouth again.

When this guy pounced on him, Wu Shuang subconsciously pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger, only to find that the other guy didn't seem to have any intention of attacking him, but was instead yelling and saying something.
Fetal movement?

He looked at the body that slipped on the ground, feeling a little confused.

What is going on with this building?
(End of this chapter)