The strongest reserve for the doomsday

The fat man turned his head and said to me with an innocent face

, "No, I have arrows all under me."

"Do you draw a mark on every intersection you pass through?"

"Uh-huh, that's right, and that's how I got out!" replied

the fat man.

I guess that this kid is using the markers to see if there is this state on the intersection to judge whether he has walked the road himself.

So as to achieve this environment, there is no turning back.

In this way, it is indeed possible to come out. It's just a matter of time.

Since the marker can only be used once, it won't work if you go back.

It's not a time-consuming problem, it's something that simply doesn't work.

"I don't know which ghost designed the aisle!"

I finished, and I urged the fat man to hurry up.

The fat man was urged by me to do this, and as he walked forward

, he asked, "Eh, Dao Chief, didn't you say that my current way of walking is wrong?

"Oh~"

After speaking, the fat man continued to walk forward.

Since I don't have any good way now, the fat man has been to this place, and if I don't do it, I will have some impressions, and when the time comes, I can go out and find the storeroom.

That's the best thing to do.

Even if he can't find it, that's fine, and I'll make plans when the time comes.

The fat man and I made an unknown number of turns in this strange corridor, and after almost two cigarettes, a large iron door suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor.

"I'm copying! It's finally here! The Taoist chief is here! The front is the storeroom!" he

said and walked over to that side in high spirits.

This hidden door reassures me a lot. Otherwise, in such an environment, I wouldn't dare to open this door directly.

Why? Because if there were other people in the door, the door would be closed. And the folding door here is hidden, indicating that someone has come out, and it is so-so, and they forget to close the door with a big grin.

And the person who can do this kind of thing, there is no second person here except the fat man.

We walked around and finally came to the door of this storeroom, and along the way, except for the somewhat strange hallway, we luckily didn't come across anything strange.

And at the end of this corridor is such a big iron door.

Knowing this, I noticed that the strangeness of this corridor is not limited to the maze.

Because we generally have a lamp hanging on the outside of the door, or on top of the door frame.

But strangely enough, there was no lamp on the outside of this door, nor any door number, and the whole wall, except this door, was nothing else.

And from this, I also found a problem.

This is it, except for the lack of electric light in front of this door, and there is not a single light in the whole corridor that we have walked through!

Although I have not yet entered this storeroom, all signs indicate to me that this storeroom may not be a real storeroom.

In fact, when you get here, anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

First, whoever designed the corridor leading to the storage room into a labyrinth, the chef would be dizzy if he wanted to move something to cook and eat.

Second, there is not a single electric light on the way to the storeroom! In a normal storeroom, there are not only electric lights, but also emergency lighting. It can also be used in order to prevent it from being critical.

But here, obviously, I don't want ordinary people to visit.

So, I guess, when it was designed here, it wasn't intended to entertain anyone.

In addition to the person who designed it!

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