"Aba Aba" 04
The noisy sound woke me up, followed by a painful drag.
I stood up and found that the tube around my neck was still connected to the man in the cabin.
I don't know what time it is now, but the machine has started to operate.
I could only move every five seconds.
I tried to pull out the needle tube on my neck with my hands. The moment the needle tube was pulled out, I could feel the feeling of flesh and glass.
I looked at the blood from the corpse of the man I drained, and I didn't want this.
But this man wasn't having the tube to supply blood to me, afraid that I would have died long ago.
And I fell to the ground, and the blood didn't have time to flow back after the machine turned off.
I can't feel the pain, but I know that my body is weak now.
I leaned against the silver surface of the moving hatch door and observed my back, and my back was bloody at this moment.
I thought of two mute magical machines, with the ladder half hanging in the air and obliquely attached.
I reinstalled the ladder and climbed up to the opposite side.
The machine is in front of me at this moment, and I am in the middle of the ladder.
Looking down here, there is magma below.
I was thinking about whether this place relies on magma to provide energy.
I climbed to the opposite side and started picking up the mute machine.
That seemed like a spray gun, and I treated my neck and back with the spray gun.
Not to mention that my back is difficult to treat, I turned on the machine and then turned around for spraying.
I don’t know how effective my treatment is, anyway, I can’t feel the pain. Just cover all the wounds, but I can feel that the covered wounds should be just a layer of film.
Something similar to the skin, and the wound will slowly heal inside.
After doing this, I stood up, and I was very weak at this time.
But I want to see where this place is, and I slowly walked forward.
I saw a bloody hatch that read: I am also a man, twice.
I opened the other party's hatch door and looked at the other party, who looked at me in disbelief at this moment.
I said, "How are you?"
"How did you get out?" The other party looked at me in surprise.
"Tell me first, what is it twice?" I asked.
"I have given birth to two children, and this is the culture room. Every time I feed, I will inject that thing to get pregnant. As long as I get pregnant, I can leave here to the next floor to get better nutrition. The time is gradually increased, and then the pregnancy and childbirth are sent to the previous floor to start over. The more I get below, the better the spirit, the more we can communicate. The most exaggerated person I have ever seen has given birth to 17 times, and he has changed his body three times." The woman in front of me explained.
I understand something with my head on my head. If you want to know what is going on, you have to go and update it below.
I was about to close the hatch door, and the woman inside shouted, "Wait, can I save me?"
I thought for a while, but closed the hatch door.
One more person and one more adventure, and now I don’t know how to get enough food.
I slowly walked to my cabin door, and I could see what was going on in the empty cabin door.
When we arrived at the feeding position, some liquid was injected out.
I held it in my hand and drank it clean, which seemed to be glucose or something.
After recovering a little strength, I started to act.
I walked around the moving hatch doors and drilled into the corridor behind the hatch doors.
Here is a winding downward slope that seems to be interlaced.
My layer is all downward, but the next layer starts with two directions that go up and down.
In other words, it is like a simple staircase, you can walk from above and down to the bottom.
The hatch door moves every five seconds, which means you can walk down layer by layer at the rhythm.
I also observed that the lower the lower the woman in the hatch became, the richer she looked.
A man will always be guaranteed to be spared by the side.
This broke my initial imagination, and I thought the next level was about people with different blood types.
I didn’t expect that this whole volcano is full of people with the same blood type, so there should be volcanoes in other places.
There will be other blood types, but I can't find the exit for such a place for the time being.
I don't know where these mutes came from, but I had no choice but to continue to move downwards.
Because I heard from the conversation between the women just now that the more the woman below is, the better the nutrition.
I walked to about the fourth floor, and the structure here has changed, with a row of turntables added.
There is food on the turntable, and after the hatch door is opened, pregnant women can eat actively.
I walked out of the side and scared the pregnant woman who was eating.
"How did you get out?" the other party looked at me.
I ran over without answering the other person's words, and there was this rich food on the turntable.
These foods appear to be bread, forming solid pieces one by one.
I didn't care about it either and made sure that the pregnant woman could eat enough. I snatched two pieces of food and didn't talk to the pregnant woman. The pregnant woman questioned me: "Can you save me?"
I don’t even take care of those who are not pregnant, and those who are pregnant are obviously even more burdensome.
But I kept silent, there were about fifteen minutes for dinner here.
Before the next one came out, the food transport started to be driven.
I took two more pieces and ran away quickly, and I began to hide in the entire pregnant women's labor line.
I was a little overwhelmed.
It is obviously meaningless to live by snatching food like this, and I thought of the lowest level.
It's exactly ten floors here, does it mean ten months of pregnancy?
I don’t know what will happen to premature birth. Should I predict the fluctuations in the fetus in advance?
No matter what, I reached the tenth floor, which is the lowest position.
In the lowest position, pregnant women no longer have a hatch. So pregnant women can communicate, and there is a separate room at the bottom.
This room seemed to be waiting for childbirth, and it seemed that it was a caesarean section.
There is a machine here, and I only saw the whole picture at this time.
The pregnant woman is taken to the appropriate position in sequence, and the child is then delivered.
After the pregnant woman sutures the wound, she will be transported upwards after waiting for a moment.
A closed loop is formed, and the child will be taken out with the conveyor belt.
I bypassed the pregnant woman who was waiting for childbirth at this time and walked around from the back of the hatch door toward the conveyor belt. At the end, I followed the conveyor belt with the child. The lens seemed to be an isolation room.
The children here are lined up, and some people come to take the children away.
I saw the way the man holding the child communicated with the guard, but the gesture was actually the same.
I realized that these people were all mute.
This volcanic fertility field is all a collection of mutes?
I observed for a long time and found that these mutes were both men and women.
I've learned the gesture of their way out, and I'm thinking that I need a way to get out of here.
The two mute worlds I killed before fell into the magma slag, and I needed a set of mute clothes.
I had the best preparation and carried a newborn child off the conveyor belt.
The child was crying, but the conveyor belt was unable to take the child over.
The mute walked slowly over, thinking that the child had fallen off the conveyor belt.
But the mute picked up the child and I hit the back of the mute's head with one knock.
The mute was dizzy, and I put on the mute clothes and threw it into the magma.
I picked up the child, lowered my head and gestured.
Chapter completed!