After turning the corner, he arrived at the entrance to the next level.
The floor sign said nineteen. However, the number nineteen was written on the bloodstain, and it was also crooked.
This wasn't nineteen, it was zero. Below you is the basement level. Even though you don't know Feng Shui, you definitely know that it's very inauspicious to have a layout that takes care of the eighteen levels of hell. And the target you're looking for is in the deepest depths of hell. In addition, the depths of Hell were not accessible.
The last sentence made Zhou Ming look at the elevator entrance. The elevator entrance was sealed with a simple note.
This building was very proud. Its owner did not want to install an elevator, so it pretended that it had one.
Fake?
At first glance, Zhou Ming really didn't realize that the elevator door and the button beside it were just decorations.
It seemed that he could only go down through the stairs.
Walking through the floors meant that the exploration time would increase. Zhou Ming even guessed that the stairs were arranged in a Z-shape.
They had to pass through the corridors of each floor to reach the next floor.
The situation on the basement floor was indeed as Zhou Ming had guessed.
There were surveillance cameras all over the corridor, and all kinds of strange blood-colored doodles were drawn on the walls. However, the wall was unusually sturdy.
The ordinary door of the ward was no longer visible. In the searchlight, it was a metal door that was 17 centimeters thick.
More than half of these doors were open. Even if they were closed, the locks had long been destroyed.
Zhou Ming looked carefully at every room and did not find anything strange, but he still found some clues.
Most of the levels in Hell were both prisons and arenas. This place was once filled with monsters, some of which were created, while others were sent here by a masked man from the city. They fought fiercely. Only the strongest monster was qualified to go to the next level.
This was what he saw on the door of the twelfth room. He did not see any valuable information in the other cells.
Nothing strange happened in the basement, and Zhou Ming soon found the entrance to the basement.
There was almost no difference between the second floor and the first floor, but the walls of the first floor were relatively intact. The walls here had already begun to have scratches.
Thus, he went to the next level.
In the following period of time, although the oppressive atmosphere became heavier and heavier, they did not encounter anything strange on any of the floors.
The deeper they went, the more obvious the traces of the battle. When they reached the 12th floor, the metal cabin door was even distorted.
On every floor, Zhou Ming could see a note of some value in the twelfth room.
The style of these remarks did not lie in the door itself. It was more like the thoughts of a monster who had once lived in this room.
Third level:
I ate Gero, and his premonition of death was very useful to me. He was about to head to the fourth level, hoping to meet some interesting fellows.
The fourth level.
I wouldn't die. I avoided all the premonitions of death, but the food on this floor wasn't delicious at all. These guys weren't even worth eating.
The sixth level.
I finally met an interesting opponent. Out of respect, I will eat it up.
The ninth floor.
I could feel that no one was my match. The director was afraid of me, and the director was afraid of me, but I would be very docile. I would pretend to submit to them until I devoured all the monsters.
The tenth floor.
I am indeed the strongest.
The thirteenth level.
I was getting further and further away from the light, but I was getting closer and closer to the truth that the dean had mentioned. "I'm about to become a complete form. When I get out, I'll become the dean's strongest weapon and split that moon apart.
The moon…
He did not find the answer. On the fourteenth level, he saw a turning point.
Impossible…Impossible…How could I lose? She's just a piece of trash from a building. How can she be compared to this genius? Aaaaaaah! I want to eat her!
Interesting.
The little thing on the eleventh floor had been moved to the second building. The second building was actually both a prison and an arena.
The hospital had tried to create an ultimate monster, and the boss of the second building had made it all the way to the fourteenth floor. In the end, his winning streak was ended by a little thing that had been temporarily transferred from the first building?
Zhou Ming looked at the butterfly hairpin again. There was no note, but he now understood.
The ultimate boss of the fourth building, who had once defeated the mini-boss of the second building…
This butterfly hairpin…might allow me to obtain the pass to the third building through a method other than fighting.
He went to the fifteenth floor. His previous guess was soon confirmed in the twelfth room.
Third Mental Hospital, second building, basement 15.
Compared to the previous levels, there were not many traces of battle on the fifteenth level. However, the blood and bones were colorful.
Zhou Ming was once again convinced that the strange evolution did not have a clear form. Some of them would maintain their human form, while others would be like demons from the abyss.
There were also some strange ones that would transform into the shapes of some ferocious beasts or giant insects.
On the fifteenth floor, there were quite a number of creatures whose bones looked very strange. Not only did their appearance change, but even the color of their blood was no longer pure red.
At the 15th level, the level of strangeness became higher, and it was almost like a different species. Purple, blue, and green blood could be seen everywhere on the wall.
His gaze fell on the twelfth room. The little boss at the bottom seemed to be quite fond of this number.
One hand, two hands, three hands, four hands, five hands, six hands, seven hands, eight hands... Alright, it couldn't be counted to the end, so eight thousand words were omitted here.
The remarks were a little confusing.
Zhou Ming pondered for a moment and had an idea.
"I've always seen this strange thought in its mind, and this time is probably no exception. It must have been beaten to a pulp."
"The resentful energy turning into an arm…looks like it's one of the little thing's attacking methods. There are no cracks on the walls of this floor, and the cabin door is not distorted. It's not that the Anomalies are not strong, but it's very likely that the battle ended too quickly…"
The little rascal from the second building was as arrogant as he was before, but after meeting a truly terrifying opponent, he became very introverted.
Zhou Ming wanted to laugh.
He seemed to see a little ghost squatting in a corner and drawing circles. He was traumatized by a little girl and kept counting.
When he was seven years old, he had also been in such a situation. He had been beaten up by his father and was extremely sad. He would also hug his knees and keep muttering,
"Skyton, Sibosch, Saragas, Geronimon…Bemola, Baltan Star, Nelonga, Lagoon, Lümons…"
This was the order of the monsters in Ultraman. If you kept repeating the monster's name, you would slowly walk out of the shadow in your heart.
However, when Zhou Ming was eight years old, his condition was cured.
Zhou Ming began to walk toward the sixteenth floor. The closer he got to the lowest floor, the more he could feel the powerful aura from the higher-level monsters.
Other than the energy fluctuations that could not be sensed by his five senses, there was also a whimper that could be heard.
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