Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

Chapter 279 My name is Sam (1)

My name is Sam.

Sam Roden.

Born in 1976 in a highly liberal republic.

Of course freedom belongs to others.

I only have height.

After all, whether it is in kindergarten or middle school.

He is the top one in terms of size.

But here lies the problem.

Because only kindergartens and middle schools are top-notch...

The wind howled.

That's this time.

Thumb scratched by seat.

Then, I saw the ground crack.

After a long time, I opened my eyes.

Pete is also discussing the luck gap between baseball players and gymnasts with his underground girlfriend Candice.

That, the God of Death is everywhere!

The second half of my life was completely different.

That strong wind.

After crossing the century mark with my girlfriend, our lives have stabilized.

On the tour bus.

Before the premonition burst out in my heart.

In the end, I was holding on to the bridge railing.

The bus moves on.

The car TV suddenly flickers and distorts.

I fell into the embrace of death.

Because now his girlfriend is a gymnast.

I still remember when I closed my eyes.

One person after another died.

A construction worker with his helmet blown off.

Because what we are facing is...

Cut in half by a steel plate on a transport truck.

But it soon came to a complete halt due to construction.

When I was 24 years old, I thought my life would progress smoothly like this.

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Maybe on the bus heading to the company's team building.

There was also a worker in front of the bus who was cutting the bridge deck with a chainsaw.

Maybe he didn't really wake up.

Because of the traffic jam, the bus could only move forward slowly.

perhaps………

that's it.

Just fell asleep on the tour bus.

I dreamed that the tour bus was passing a bridge under construction.

The bridge shook.

After all, now I feel worse every time I wake up.

The big square hole that was cut gave me a chill.

Warning sign knocked down by workers.

I got up early because of company team building.

I was enjoying the scenery, but I looked down at the bridge.

I still think so.

That's it, until 2000.

here we go………

When I opened my eyes again.

It turns out that everything is his own illusion.

But the scenes in the hallucination began to repeat themselves around him.

The bus stopped again.

The thumb of his right hand was scratched again.

See the scratches on your fingers.

I looked up just in time to see the car TV starting to flicker.

At this time, the big hole outside the car window seemed to be saying something to me.

Ever!

I was overwhelmed by the fear I had never experienced in the first half of my life.

I started shouting at the top of my lungs.

They looked at them indifferently.

I could only drag Molly and run off the bus.

I don't know if it's luck or misfortune.

Because of my actions.

My good friend Pete got out of the car and called me.

And his underground girlfriend Candice also chased him.

After I ran off the bridge.

Looking at Pete and Candice chasing after them, he said nothing to let them go back.

of course.

If given another chance, I might not do this.

However, it is only possible!

And because the four of us never came back.

The angry boss and some colleagues who were watching the fun, a total of four people, also walked down.

But not long after they got off the bus.

The ground of the bridge began to crack.

The load-bearing steel cables were disconnected one by one, and everyone who saw this scene began to run back.

In this way, the four of us and them, a total of eight people, escaped.

All other colleagues and people on the bridge were buried in the bottomless water.

But then I found out.

We just escaped.

Rather than eliminating disaster.

Because I had predicted the collapse of the bridge in advance, I was suspected by the police detectives.

it's fine.

Because my innocence was immediately proven due to the identification of the accident report.

Final judgment.

Bridge No. 180 was damaged by weather conditions (strong winds) and improper construction that damaged the bridge structure.

It was not a man-made terrorist attack.

a few days later.

The company quickly held a memorial ceremony for the deceased employees.

It was on this day that the funeral ended.

For the first time, I saw that black man who was full of mystery.

The medical examiner is also an undertaker.

He smiled and said to me:
Death doesn't like deception.

At the time, Molly and I didn't take this stranger's words to heart.

Because we don't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Likewise, I didn’t think there was any such thing as Death at that time.

in the days that followed.

I plan to follow the company's arrangements and go to the top restaurant in Paris to start learning to be a chef.

At that time, I didn't realize that my life had changed.

Slowly, a few more days passed.

Time is the best anesthetic.

Life has returned to normal for us survivors.

But this "normality" did not last long.

Because right now.

Candice is dead.

The news of her death made me feel a little weird.

So I took Molly to the scene of the incident immediately.

Join Pete.

This is a bloody gymnasium.

I wanted to comfort Pete.

That's when.

I have never read a detective novel before.

He actually slowly deduced the entire process of Candice's death.

The cause of her death was a movement error caused by magnesium powder that interfered with her landing on the horizontal and parallel bars.

This resulted in the impact of landing and his spine was broken in half and he died.

Magnesium powder was knocked over by a teammate when he fell on the balance beam.

What a coincidence that the magnesium powder fell right behind the fan.

The fan was facing Candice who was on the horizontal and parallel bars.

Her teammate stepped on a screw on the balance beam.

The screws fell off from the overhead ventilation fan due to vibration.

Molly, like the detective, was devastated by this unexpected disaster.

Lamenting the other party's misfortune.

Only I saw others...

Industrial fans next to the parallel bars.

It was because the air conditioner in the venue was broken and the coach temporarily placed it.

The air conditioner is in disrepair and is causing condensation to drip continuously.

The lower part is just the wire connecting the fan.

Wires in puddles.

Screws on the balance beam.

Magnesium powder that has been moved.

Half of the safety pin has been poked out of the corner of the single and parallel bars.

There is also an overhead exhaust fan that is missing a screw.

Seems shaky.

Everything makes me want to get out of here quickly.

But I haven’t given any time to think about it.

The black undertaker appeared again.

This time he looked at me from afar.

It was like looking at a dead person.

Followed by.

the next day.

Another one died.

It's Isaac who got shot in the head by Buddha at the massage parlor.

That afternoon we got the news.

Me, Pete, and Molly arrived on the scene again.

Outside the cordon.

I accidentally ran into a few remaining survivors.

This time we are all together.

Everyone noticed something was wrong.

And I also saw the undertaker for the third time.

This time I walked up to him directly and questioned him. Ask him why every time he dies, he can always be seen?

The mysterious black man said that this was his profession.

Doomed to follow in the footsteps of death.

Can't stay for a moment.

I asked again.

What does that sentence at the memorial service mean.

Because I have a feeling.

The first words the undertaker said to me were the most important.

He answered my doubts easily.

It is this answer that puts us survivors on a path of no return.

In other words, it speeds up the pace of death.

I don’t know if it was a mistake in our understanding or if he was deliberately guiding.

Another day passed.

Because of Candice's death and the words of the undertaker, Pete became particularly sensitive.

But not everyone is like this.

This is the case with Olivia.

As a famous beauty in the company, she has a hot and tall figure.

The only drawback is the extra glasses for myopia.

So when Molly and I learned that she would still have dangerous laser surgery.

I rushed over immediately, trying to stop him.

As soon as I ran up the stairs, I heard Olivia's screams of terror and pain.

Open the door.

Molly and I happened to see her escape from the operating bed.

At this moment, her eyes and palms were covered with blood and flowing downwards.

Then I saw the disposable water cup lying on the ground in the corner.

Instant knowledge.

It was because water entered the instrument, causing the laser power to be adjusted to the maximum out of control.

Thus it becomes lethal.

Just when I thought Olivia had escaped death.

Her red high heels stepped on a toy eye.

Plus the eye injury.

Olivia immediately lost her balance and turned around and threw herself in front of the French window.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the hospital also shattered and fell straight down.

coincidentally.

Olivia fell on the roof of the car that Molly and I were driving over.

Because we were in a hurry, the car was not parked.

But even so, Olivia still hit our car accurately.

She is dead.

At this moment, it was as if I felt the God of Death laughing at me.

But that's the scene.

Awakened memories from my fantasy world.

Inside the illusion.

Olivia lost her footing and fell into the river because the bridge collapsed.

But at this time she was not dead yet, she just fell into the water.

Then a car fell from the bridge and hit Olivia.

But in reality this time it was completely reversed, it was Olivia who hit the car.

After discovering such a pattern.

I couldn't wait to pick up paper and pen and began to record the death experiences in the illusion one by one.

I told Molly and Pete my guess.

But they didn't believe it.

That is, starting from this day.

Countless strange ways to die came into my mind one by one.

This kind of thinking made me unable to sleep.

Until three days later.

An accident occurred at the company's factory.

In my order.

Nathan (Xiao Hei), who was supposed to die, actually escaped the accident.

But he didn't die, but another worker died.

And the worker died because Nathan pushed the worker in desperation to save him.

But unfortunately Nathan did not succeed.

Seeing this scene, Pete remembered the words of the black undertaker.

He said Nathan was guilty of killing someone.

Steal other people's lives so you can survive.

That is, the legendary scapegoat.

Such a pattern made Pete and I begin to believe our own speculations.

Yes, at this time, I believed this absurd reasoning.

Because when we get together.

Dennis, the company manager, walked in from outside the factory.

And he is also one of the survivors.

He was also one of those who didn't believe it.

When he got closer while cursing.

A wrench fell into the rolling mechanical gear due to vibration.

next second.

The huge force bounced the wrench away, hitting Dennis directly in the brain.

The manager who was cursing a second ago was killed on the spot.

Even the blood and broken bones splattered on Dennis's cheek were displayed in front of them.

It also splashed on my face.

I can feel that the blood is still warm.

It was from this moment that I realized it clearly.

How easy it is for Death to kill someone.

But later I realized that this statement was too absolute.

It should be ordinary people.

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Pete didn't want to die, so he started a confrontation.

And I started to waste time.

Molly was worried that I was not going to die soon because it was in my order.

Pete was next, and then it was me.

She advised me to save myself.

But I finally gave up.

I don’t want to take away other people’s lives just to extend my own.

So I decided to enjoy the moment and live as long as I can.

When I gave up my right to live.

My body is getting haggard.

Yes.

I'm not as strong as I think.

I can not do it.

When I knew I was going to die, I went to bed and had a meal.

In the end, I just couldn't eat well and couldn't sleep.

I know this won't work.

Fortunately, Molly bought a plane ticket to Paris, France with me.

The day to leave for Paris is almost here.

I forced myself to cheer up, and after the restaurant where I worked part-time closed.

I personally prepared a romantic candlelight dinner for Molly.

A bad life is still embellished with love.

Molly wore a beautiful red dress this evening. She was very beautiful and I loved it.

She said her French was terrible.

I said me too.

Finally, Molly agreed to go to Paris with me.

The time is just 14 days later.

After we agreed on everything.

Pete came in.

He saw me and Molly and talked a lot.

I discovered that Pete was in very bad shape.

Something's not right with him.

I saw madness in his eyes.

he wants to live...

There is nothing wrong with this.

Because I also want to live.

But he is different from me.

at last………

Pete is crazy and dead...

I killed him...

Because he believes that since everyone is going to die.

So why can Molly live?

So, Peter came to kill Molly.

So, he died.

I killed him from behind with barbecue tongs.

Followed by.

The pistol on the gas stove was fired by the heat.

Rubbing my scalp and shot the goblet behind me.

I'm not dead.

I thought I had survived in Pete's place.

Because just now he had killed a federal agent and gained the authority to live.

So of course, I should also be granted this permission.

During the next two weeks.

Molly and I both lived under tremendous pressure.

There is an old saying in the East.

Some people are dead, but they are still alive, and some people are alive, but they are already dead.

We are like zombies.

I attended the funerals and memorial services of one friend after another.

When everyone is dead except you.

People who are still alive.

That is the guilty person.

The cannibalistic gaze and the gossip.

It's eating away at my spirit.

But fortunately we are leaving and leaving this city.

Flight 180 took off at :.

We took our seats.

Everything went incredibly smoothly.

(End of this chapter)