I really don't want to be a disaster

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Yi Lin opened the cabinet and took a look.

Yo!

— no surprises.

……

When the old lady was covering her hands up and down, a black shadow was thrown towards her.

She subconsciously dodged to the side.

"!"

What a flash to the waist again.

"you!"

Just as the old lady was about to get mad, a murderous intent flashed in her cloudy eyes.

But in the next second, the black shadow landed one meter in front of her.

"I'm sorry, I'm old and I don't have enough strength."

Yi Lin's tone was calm.

Only then did the old lady realize that there was a piece of clothing not far from her.

"clothing!"

She moved towards the dress step by step in surprise.

When I picked it up, the attributes of the clothes appeared in front of my eyes.

……

【Patient Uniform】

【Grade】None

【Durability】50/50

[Description] Don't think too much, this is really just a piece of clothing, you can wear it.

……

The clothes are very new, without any peculiar smell, covered with blue and white horizontal stripes, the style...it's hard to describe.

But the old lady still put it on her body happily.

After wearing this dress, she even felt happier than any high-end clothes she bought from a designer clothing store.

Yi Lin also put on the patient uniform.

To be fair, there's really nothing to be picky about.

Moreover, in the "memory maze", Yi Lin also passed through.

The style is exactly the same.

wrong.

It seems a little different.

Yi Lin looked down and saw a line of words printed on her chest.

"Arkham".

It doesn't matter if you don't understand bird language, "Tower" quickly gave an official translation——

【Arkham】.

There is also a number under "Arkham".

Fortunately, it's not 9527, it's just a random number.

As for why his number in the "memory maze" is 9527, Yi Lin has already made a reasonable guess.

Everything that happened in the "memory maze" was read from Yi Lin's shallow memory.

But maybe it is the "defense mechanism" that comes with the memory. In the mental illness records in the memory maze, there is no mention of everything related to the "Tower" and "Apostle".

Messy, illogical, so there are flaws.

"Arkham?"

Yi Lin would not remember what this place was for a while.

Maybe it's the same as Ghost Mist Mountain.

is a strange world.

Boom!

Just after Yi Lin and the old lady put on their clothes and pants in their respective postures, another nutritional life support cabin also shattered.

And then...jump off.

Not surprisingly……

"Ouch!"

Another old waist flashed.

Yi Lin and the old lady had expressions of "it really is so" on their faces at the same time.

The third person who came out of the life support cabin was an old man with a big belly.

The eyes are a little small.

— very small.

Narrowed into a seam.

I don't know if it was originally that small, or it was deliberately squinted to pretend to be deep.

After he looked around.

His eyes finally fell on Yi Lin and the old lady.

He smiled mischievously, and covered his lower body: "Two... Fellow Daoists?"

Before he could ask, Yi Lin slowly pointed in the direction of the cabinet: "The clothes are there."

"Hey! Thanks!"

The big belly ran forward a few steps, ouched a few times, and finally got the clothes before breaking the bone.

The moment he touched the clothes, he seemed to see the "attributes" of the clothes, and after a moment of hesitation, he put on the clothes with a rustle.

Boom!

Again.

Following the shattering of the four nutrition cabins, a layer of light green mucus was spread in the secret room.

Just past the soles of the feet.

A little slippery.

Very easy to fall over.

Yi Lin even reasonably speculated that if they were not careful, even if they were apostles, they might have a cerebral hemorrhage when they were "aged".

Then... died.

The fourth apostle was a tall... old woman.

She raised her head and silently checked the situation around her.

When she saw the well-dressed Yi Lin and the other three, she looked down at herself again, her shriveled... body.

Then he walked down carefully.

The tall slender old woman didn't seem to mind her current state, she didn't need other people to explain, she had already seen the half-closed cabinet door——

After the big belly took the clothes, it didn't close tightly.

"Four."

There was an awkward silence in the chamber.

Just an awkward atmosphere.

There was no embarrassment on the faces of any of the apostles.

are waiting.

Anyone who can become an apostle is not a fool.

Uh... at least, not too stupid.

Now everyone can see that it seems that only the gathering of the five apostles can start the next stage of the plot.

Four apostles, two men and two women.

Relatively average.

Yi Lin, like everyone else, looked towards the last unopened nutrition cabin.

"and many more."

Maybe it's my own dizziness, my eyesight is not very good.

Inexplicably, Yi Lin felt that the person in the nutrition cabin seemed familiar.

suddenly.

The man finally opened his eyes.

There was an inscrutable sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Except for Yi Lin, everyone else was slightly moved when they saw this.

To be able to wake up with this expression is absolutely extraordinary.

The last apostle didn't know what switch was touched.

The hatch opened slowly.

The moment the cabin door opened, the light green nutrient solution in the cabin instantly poured down like a waterfall.

"Ha ha……"

The apostle who appeared last gave a cold smile, and used his five fingers to stroke the sparse and messy white hair to the back of his head, forming a hairstyle with a big back.

——Extremely cool.

I saw him slowly stepping down from the cabin, looking around, there seemed to be some kind of light flickering in the dark in those icy eyes.

"Old friends, I haven't seen you for many years, and I don't know if your kung fu has improved? Heh, this world makes this old man as lonely as snow..."

All the old people: "!"

Irene: "..."

Yi Lin was suddenly very sad.

Because he discovered that the familiarity just now was really not an illusion, nor was it a presbyopia.

It turned out to be Pan Zhengyi!

No wonder it looks familiar!

coincidence?

The number of apostles registered in the Tower of Death is at least four digits.

Although the random combination is related to the apostle level.

But the chances of being randomly assigned to the same trial with Pan Zhengyi again should not be high.

Irene sighed.

After a short shock, he quickly calmed down.

If you think about it, it's not all bad.

At the very least, Yi Lin can draw up another set of backup plans in case of emergencies.


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