1760 Death 2

A splitting headache!

Raymond sat up suddenly and froze after covering his head with both hands.

It was dark in front of my eyes, but I could still vaguely see the clean clothes piled together in the corner.

What I saw when I turned around was the chair, the small table, and the shower room in the corner.

When Raymond raised his head, what he saw was the ceiling in his memory.

what happened?

Wasn’t this the memory that started from here and belonged to ‘White’?

Thinking of this, Raymond endured his headache and prepared to get out of bed.

Before your feet even landed, the brightness in the room began to increase, and the faint sound of music began to appear. When the brightness in the room became a bit dazzling, mist began to form on the glass door of the shower room in the corner. .

Is it exactly the same as the previous memory?

How is this possible!

After getting out of bed, Raymond walked to the shower room and opened the glass door. After waiting for ten breaths, the shower head began to spray water, and a digital projection also appeared on the wall, and it started immediately. countdown.

Standing in front of the shower room, Raymond stared at the countdown projection. When it was about to end, he closed the glass door and turned his gaze to the door.

Boom, boom boom, boom boom boom!

There was a rapid knock on the door, followed by the doorknob making a clicking sound as it was being twisted from the outside, and a somewhat thick voice also came from outside the door. "White! White! Hurry, today's task is very heavy, don't waste time in there all the time..."

Is it a fantasy that is constantly repeated?

I thought that if I really fell into such an illusion, then logically there should be a way to see through it!

Thinking of this, Raymond changed his clothes first. Before he was about to open the door immediately, his heart moved and he turned over the chair in front of the small table.

The four solid metal chair legs have not changed at all, and there are no traces of the chair leg that he forcibly crushed before.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Raymond put the chair away and opened the door as before. What he saw was the middle-aged man in canvas work clothes.

"It's so slow every time. It's not easy to survive with your temperament..."

It seemed that he was not prepared to get a response from Raymond. The middle-aged man waved his hand impatiently and motioned for him to follow, and began to move along the narrow and cramped passage.

Exactly the same memory as before. After passing through the long and narrow passage, we finally arrived at the No. 3 machine room. After the middle-aged man finished his instructions and left, Raymond took the cart with the tools to the spindle.

The main shaft, which is more than one meter in diameter and has light gray oil stains on the surface, is rotating.

Thinking of the spindle stalling before, Raymond began to check along its transmission rod.

However, as time passed, Raymond failed to find any problems with the transmission rods placed under the room, but with the operation of the related gears and chains. They are all quite normal.

There must be something wrong with the last white light I saw before. It should be an important phenomenon, perhaps representing an important point in time...

After thinking of this, Raymond stopped checking and rushed directly to the previously closed hatch, wanting to leave quickly.

But as the clicking sound suddenly occurred, Lei Meng, who felt himself covered in dazzling white light, suddenly went dark!

I don’t know how much time has passed.

When a severe headache occurred, Raymond, whose eyes were still closed, sat up and groped with his right hand at the foot of the bed. Found the clean laundry piled together.

Raymond jumped out of bed and immediately started to change clothes. When the inside of the shower room in the corner started to heat up, he opened the door and walked out.

There was no one in the narrow passage.

It seems that the middle-aged man who handed over the task before has not arrived yet.

Still remember Raymond on the path leading to the No. 3 computer room. After closing the door, he started to move forward, but when he saw the hatch of the No. 3 engine room. He turned into the passage on the other side.

In the same narrow passage, due to the greater number of display lights on both sides, the entire passage was filled with a strange halo. Raymond, whose headache had subsided, began to trot. After passing through two hatches in succession, he Entered a room that looked like a kitchen.

A fat man wearing a white chef's uniform turned around and saw Raymond clearly, and immediately yelled, "Whitey? Why are you here if you don't go to work! Get out of here!"

The long and narrow kitchen has only one passage.

The fat chef with an angry face couldn't help but stare when he saw that Raymond didn't respond. But before he could speak again, Raymond rushed forward with a sword in his hand. He chopped it on his neck.

Snap!

The fat chef, who definitely weighed more than three hundred kilograms and had a thick and strong neck, had his whole head chopped off by Raymond. When he flew out, it exploded like a burst tomato, causing his head to explode. A large mass of blood appeared on the wall beside him.

The headless torso, the blood spurting out from its neck cavity, instantly covered Raymond from head to toe, making everything in front of him turn blood red.

Plop.

The torso that had lost its life and slowly fell down was leaning beside the fire. The arms that had been raised just now were drooped on the fire and were quickly ignited.

Raymond was a little stunned for a moment, and then he woke up when he smelled a burnt smell, because the fat chef in front of him was really too weak, and his physical strength was not as strong as that of ordinary people in the wizard plane. The blow just now was intended by Raymond to knock him unconscious, but he didn't expect that the fat chef's head would be chopped off instantly.

After being lost for a moment, Raymond couldn't help but become more confused.

But before he could take the next step, a huge force generated in vain from behind lifted him away and slammed into the wall more than ten meters away.

Without any warning, Raymond, who was unable to take any protective measures, smashed his whole body against the metal wall. However, after the golden light, there was only a vast expanse of white in front of him, and he could only feel the piercing alarm sound. Raymond, who was getting weaker and weaker, was once again plunged into endless darkness.

However, Raymond, who could feel pain all over his body, did not feel the severe pain in his head similar to that when he just woke up. Instead, he noticed that a large amount of blood was being lost in his body, and his whole body was numb. He was so weak that he no longer had the strength to even move his fingers.

He didn't know how long it took, but the noisy sound finally made him regain some consciousness.

"Quick, quick, quick... The explosion in the No. 3 engine room caused energy leakage in the power cabin, and the radiation concentration has exceeded level three..."

"All the wounded are sent to the forward cabin medical room..."

Raymond, whose mind was a little blurry, felt that his body had been placed on a cart, and stopped after being moved for a certain distance.

A calloused hand seemed to be wiping away the blood on his face, and he let out a surprised roar. "Isn't this White? Where did you find him? I remember that he should be in charge of the maintenance of No. 3 computer room today!

"Report! He was found in the kitchen! It's just that when he was found, the fat cook had no head, and half of his body was almost scorched..."

"Asshole! Where is the time to deal with this now? Send him to the medical room first..."

The sound that reached his ears became weaker and weaker, and the cart continued to move. However, when the cart stopped a moment later, Raymond's eyes were still completely dark.

The clanking sound seemed to be the sound of metal colliding, coming from a very close place. Raymond, who could no longer feel any pain, heard a somewhat cold voice. "It's hopeless. The internal organs have been severely damaged and most of the bones in the body are broken. Even if he is frozen instantly, there will be no chance of resurrecting him..."

"White is supposed to be doing maintenance in the No. 3 computer room today. The explosion that occurred there requires him to be questioned after all..."

"It's useless, his heart has stopped beating..." (To be continued ~^~)