Mysterious country

Although Xia Qi felt some emotion and achievement regarding everyone's trust, it was extremely difficult for him to make a choice.

After all, a seemingly casual sentence he said could completely change the fate of these people, whether it was life or death.

Although he had expressed his opinions and suggestions before, even though he was also the "captain" of this small team before, few people really cared about his words at that time. At most, they were just regarded as one of many ideas. , when there is really nothing to do, try to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

And his so-called "captain" title is just a title. His real title should be logistics minister.

It's not because everyone despises him, but because he really has no strength or ability.

But since he was able to achieve ghost transformation, this subtle change gradually began to happen.

"This decision is both easy and difficult to make. Before making this decision, I just want to ask you, do you want to give up or continue?"

What Xia Qi said was not wrong. There was nothing to worry about in this decision, because if everyone was determined to solve this incident, they would have to meet the ghost sooner or later, so they must do it sooner rather than later.

If, on the other hand, everyone feels that the risk of participating in solving this incident is too high, then they don't need to make any choice and just take the car back.

After all, this is just a private job, not something forced by the company.

"We must continue. We have already reached this point. There is no reason to give up." Liu Yanmin said without thinking.

"That's true, but..."

Zhao Jingshu seemed a little hesitant. After all, she was the weaker one among them. However, seeing that Leng Yue and Xia Qi both looked like they wanted to continue, she gritted her teeth and nodded.

Li Qiuping heard clearly from the side and thought that Xia Qi and the others felt that what they were facing was too dangerous and had decided to give up and go back. This frightened Li Qiuping and turned pale, and shouted to Xia Qi one after another:

"Mr. Xia, you can't break your promise. You promised me that you would help me. You can't just leave like this..."

"Did we say we were leaving? We just reached an agreement. We are not very familiar with National Highway 202, so you can lead the way."

Xia Qi saw that Li Qiuping was still crying and screaming even though he was much older. He also agreed in his heart with the saying that the older people get, the more they cherish their lives.

National Highway 202, in an abandoned factory nearby.

This is a factory that used to produce glass products. It has been abandoned for some years now. On the door covered with patina, there are broken threads and dusty spider webs.

In one of the production workshops, a thick layer of dust completely obscured the original appearance of the place, and pieces of broken glass of different sizes exposed above were vaguely visible.

On several workbenches arranged in an orderly manner, there were several people covered in blood lying on their sides like corpses.

Some of these people are still lingering on, while others have already died of unbearable torture and gained short-term relief after cruel torture.

"Zhang Wei...are you still alive..."

A weak voice sounded in the workshop. A man with only one finger on his hands was struggling to turn his body over on the operating table.

"I want to go home..."

The weak cry once again broke the dead silence here. The man tried his best to turn his body in one direction, hoping to make himself more comfortable, but in the end he fell directly from the operating table, making a dusty door sound.

"That damn thing seems to be gone. We need to cheer up. There's no point in crying."

The man had already numbed the pain. At this time, he stood up from the ground with difficulty, and then moved to the console not far away from him step by step.

Because there lay his best friend.

"I want to go home...I'm so tired..."

"Dawei, you have to cheer up. Brother, I will take you away now and take you out of this place."

The man gritted his teeth and wanted to rush to the console as soon as possible, but because of his physical weakness, his feet gave way and he fell directly to the ground.

He was already dizzy, but this fall almost knocked him unconscious. After a while, he got up from the ground and continued walking towards the console not far away.

But when he actually came to the console, he found that the person lying on the console, no, to be precise, it was just a corpse.

A corpse with most of its body eaten away.

His friend kept his eyes open and collapsed on the operating table. He had been dead for who knows how long. However, the voice was still reverberating in the workshop:

"I want to go home...I'm so tired..."

"ah……!!!"

The man roared desperately and began to run away towards the door of the workshop. Although he would fall down every few steps he took, he would get up strong every time until he could no longer get up and could only rely on his strength. Holding his limbs, leaning against his head, rubbing forward bit by bit.

Finally, the man climbed to the door, but the rusty door completely extinguished his remaining hope. He couldn't knock the door open, he couldn't push it open, he could only roar weakly at the emotionless piece of metal.

He hates this world, hates everyone in this world, hates the ghost who caught them here, and he hates himself even more for being weak and useless.

"Why!"

An old man's sigh suddenly resounded in the workshop filled with dead silence.

The man stopped struggling, and his bloodshot eyes began to search desperately in the workshop.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck..."

He couldn't find the source of the sigh, but he heard a series of baby-like laughter.

"Ba."

The laughter stopped suddenly, and at the same time, the door he was leaning against suddenly opened a crack. The man raised his head and looked, and a spark of hope suddenly arose in his heart. However, before he could crawl towards the door, he saw a gray baby crawling in through the gap ferociously.

What is incompatible with its small body is that what grows on its head is an extremely old face!

"Cluck, cluck, cluck..."

Seeing the despair on the man's face, a strange smile appeared on the baby's wrinkled old face.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck..."

Not long after, the workshop returned to its previous dead silence, except that on the ground near the door, there was an additional corpse with only half a head left.

At 1 o'clock in the evening, two cars slowly stopped outside the abandoned factory shrouded in the haze of death.

After the car door opened, Xia Qi and the others walked out of the car one after another, all looking at the factory in front of them solemnly.

"There is only one abandoned factory near National Highway 202. It should be here."

Li Qiuping pointed to the rusty door in front of him and said to Xia Qi and the others in a trembling voice.