Chapter 827 826. Counter

   The roaring sound was low, like the lament before the earthquake, like the lament of this world, giving people a strong feeling of melancholy.

   According to Lao Song, a deep well is an infinitely extending space, then the sound that can escape from a deep well is definitely not just sound.

The moment    realized this, Lu Kian felt something brewing in his body.

   When he heard the roar, the pollution had already touched him!

   But Lu Jian only felt that some white hairs grew on the back of his hand, but the deeper erosion phenomenon did not appear.

   With a pat, those white furs fell off, like the floating fur on cats in spring.

   This is a bit unreasonable, because the pollution that can escape from the deep well can't be low-level, but high-level pollution won't just make Lu Jian grow a little white hair and be done.

   He and Shia looked at each other, Shia also seemed to be affected to a certain extent, but it was still within the acceptable range.

  It should be the reason for this suit.

  Lu Kizuna looked at the yellow protective suit he was wearing.

   The ability of this suit to isolate pollution is stronger than he imagined.

He saw that the ground changed because of the tremor of the sound, the stones began to split, and white fluff grew from the cross section. The fluff kept swaying and squirming, and soon the stone turned into a sticky gray semi-solid. Condition, like cement that has not dried up.

  Lu Bian felt that this thing was a bit familiar, but before he could be connected with these mutated stones for thousands of miles, the ground under their feet became muddy, and countless cements climbed up along the giant's feet, trying to engulf them.

Da da da--

  Lu Kian heard that the equipment on the giants made a continuous crisp sound, like the countdown of a bomb, which made people suddenly feel nervous.

  The others tried their best to stabilize their bodies, but Lao Song silently took out a stubby stick from the backpack behind him.

   That stick is similar to a flashlight, but without the bulb, the surface is smooth and dark.

   Lao Song inserted the stick into the ground as soft as his mouth, and the greedy mud immediately drowned it, like a child who had been hungry for several days and devoured it, not even caring to see what he was eating.

   The next moment, the quagmire suddenly trembled, and the thick gray muddy water on the surface rippled. Then, with Lao Song as the center, the muddy water escaped and formed a strange open space.

  The black stick landed on the ground and trembled slightly, as if it had released some kind of high-frequency signal, dispelling the mutated stone.

   Lao Song picked up the stick and could see that with the movement of the stick, the muddy water also moved, forming a circular field.

"let's go."

   Lao Song held the stick tightly and continued to move towards the deep well.

Da da da--

   The interval between the counting sounds of the equipment was lengthened again. Although it was much denser than when we first entered the forest, it was still not as continuous as when everyone was wrapped in silt.

While    was advancing, Lao Song took out a real flashlight from the box containing the equipment.

  The flashlight looked unremarkable, and the shape was no different from the tool Lu Kian knew.

   But since it is a flashlight of Brilliant Realm, it must be a little different.

   "What is this thing?"

  Lu Bian then asked Lao Song, and pointed to the flashlight in his hand.

   "It's a flashlight."

   Lao Song replied simply.

   "It can illuminate the space within a certain range. In the deep well, most of the areas are quite dark, and you need a flashlight to find the way forward."

  “.I mean, doesn’t it have any anti-pollution function?”

   Lu Kizuna asked.

   "To bring us light, isn't that enough?"

   Lao Song asked rhetorically.

   "That's right!"

   Lu Bian nodded in agreement.

   Shia looked at Lu Kian with a strange look.

   "Be careful, the deep well is not a good place to travel."

   Lao Song reminded.

   They had come to the edge of the deep well at this time.

  The dividing line of the world.

When   Lu Kian saw the pitch-black space in front of him, this thought occurred to him.

  This deep well has no clear boundaries, the front is like a thin layer of fog, ambiguous and chaotic, as if it can swallow everything.

   The front was extremely quiet, and Lu Bian had some imaginations. I was afraid that a stone would not cause any waves if he slammed into it.

   But the deep well contained a surging power. The most obvious thing was that in this twilight-like black mist, the dark crimson was looming, and those colors penetrated the boundaries and gave people a strange impression.

The light shone on Lu Bian, and he found that his skin gradually grew some black, stubby and hard hairs. He scratched through his clothes, and the hairs showed no signs of falling, as if they had already stuck to on his skin.

   It seems that the pollution of this light to the body is more intense.

But he didn't have more time to observe carefully, because the giants had already come to the edge of the black fog. They left two people outside to guard the equipment. The remaining people each took a flashlight and a cane, and immediately Into the dark fog.

  Lu Bian thought at first that according to Lao Song's description, the deep well should be similar to a black hole, with a strong gravitational force, maybe it would be distorted when people approached.

   But from his perspective, nothing like this happened.

   They walked into the deep well like a walk.

  Lu Kizuna saw that the world suddenly became cold, and the surroundings were shrouded in blackness. This darkness was not the darkness of night, but pure blackness, a darkness that might even cause doubts about his own existence.

  Lu Kizuna couldn't even feel the existence of the giant supporting him.

There is a theory that discusses the influence of vision on human perception. The content of the experiment is very simple, which is to cover one arm of the subject with something, and put a fake hand next to his hand. The subject was asked to observe that, eventually, his arm would respond to stimuli in the fake hand, as if the fake hand had become a real hand.

   So, when human beings fall into this absolute darkness, correspondingly, other perceptions are also affected.

   Moreover, this is not a simple darkness, but an infinitely extending space.

   The pollution contained in it is also enough to torture people's reason, causing people to have various hallucinations, and even doubt their own existence. In such a pollution-filled environment, the loss of reason will lead to even more terrible situations.

   Until, a light came on.

  The light came from the flashlight in Lao Song's hand.

  The artificial light source has never been warmer than it is now, and a few rays of light illuminated, allowing Lu Bian to see the environment here clearly.

   (end of this chapter)