Global Collapse

Chapter 78

It was pitch black in the mine, and it was the middle of the night. Even with a miner's helmet, it was difficult to see anything more than five meters away.

There were many special miner's hats near the mine. Gu Mian picked up two at random, putting one on her own head and the other on the fat man's head.

The fat guy finally didn't have to work overtime anymore, thanks to the flashlight he'd been carrying around for so long.

This miner's helmet is indeed of good quality; it can still provide illumination even after years of disuse.

The fat man gripped Gu Mian's clothes tightly with both hands, as if afraid of getting lost.

This place is like a train tunnel, with tracks in the middle that look like train tracks.

However, this place is much dirtier than the train tunnel, and there is a strange smell in the air.

Gu Mian reached out and covered her nose.

Seeing this, the fat man said, "That's how it is working underground. They say there's a lot of toxic gas. Coming down there will turn your whole face black..."

He paused for a moment when he said this: "Doctor, you'd better prepare your white coat; it might change color after you go out."

Gu Mian patted her jacket nonchalantly: "As long as it doesn't get dyed green, it's fine."

Mr. Killer had already switched between several people's feeds in the live stream, and now he switched the feed to Gu Mian and Fatty: "Looks like these two knew each other before..."

"This group of participants doesn't seem to be doing so well; in less than two hours, only about thirty people have survived."

"However, although this group is generally of low quality, there are a few outstanding individuals, but these slightly better lower-class people seem to love seeking thrills..."

"They actually went into our mine, which is the source of everything."

Mr. Killer's expression turned cold for a moment, then he chuckled to himself again: "Our Order Guard has now entered the restricted area. Let's see where they are."

He switched screens as he spoke.

"Oh, they entered the restricted area from the northeast of the city. You can see the coal mine base ahead, which is where those participants were just now."

"If they're unlucky enough to run into our Order Guard, their fate will be incredibly tragic..."

At this moment, people all over the world were watching this variety show with great interest.

After all, this might be the last episode; every second we watch is one less second we have left.

Inside the mine, Gu Mian and the fat man were walking in the darkness.

The smell inside was really unpleasant, and the tunnel was extremely long; there was no idea when it would end.

The fat man cautiously tugged at Gu Mian from behind: "Doctor, are we going to go all the way to the end?"

He was quite afraid that the mine would collapse.

After all, everyone knows how unlucky Gu Mian is. If he ever decides to go down into the mine, the mine owner will beg him not to go.

Perhaps we can take this opportunity to extort some money.

The fat man put his hand on his chin and muttered to himself, "This should be a good way to get rich..."

Gu Mian glanced at him sideways and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

What makes one rich?

"N-nothing...it's nothing," the fat man quickly shook his head. "By the way, doctor, you still haven't told me, are we going to be together forever?"

“If there really was an accident in this mine, then we should go to the location where the accident happened,” Gu Mian said, looking ahead. “I estimate we should be able to find clues there.”

The fat man flinched: "What if we run into a vengeful ghost?"

Gu Mian said matter-of-factly, "Then we can take this opportunity to implement Plan Two."

Capture a talking ghost and torture it to extract information about what happened back then—Fatty remembered this as Gu Mian's Plan Two.

"What if we run into a whole bunch of vengeful ghosts?" The fat man always liked to think of things in the worst possible light.

Gu Mian looked at the darkness ahead and said, "If we really run into a bunch of vengeful ghosts... of course we'll turn around and run away. You don't really expect me to fight a bunch of vengeful ghosts hand-to-hand with a chair leg, do you?" The fat man's face turned bitter. It seemed that he had indeed been expecting that before.

It was pitch black down in the mine.

Every now and then you'll step on a small piece of coal.

The fat man stumbled several times because of his poor eyesight, almost twisting his ankle and cramping it.

The two hadn't walked far underground when they heard an extremely faint sound coming from ahead.

The sound came from far ahead, and it seemed to be coming from something huge, as if something was moving towards them along the central track.

The fat man had a good imagination; he had already pictured a monster in the darkness ahead, with red eyes as big as lanterns, a strange horn on its forehead, and several legs, rushing towards them along the tracks, perhaps followed by a group of minions.

He swallowed hard and took a step back, shrinking behind Gu Mian. But as soon as he took that step, he heard a strange sound coming from behind him.

The fat man suddenly turned around to look.

The moment he turned around, the voice from the darkness behind him vanished, followed by deathly silence.

The helmet's spotlight could only illuminate things within a few meters; beyond that, it was just a chaotic darkness, and nothing could be seen.

The fat man's expression turned even uglier: "Doctor... I feel like there's something in front of us and behind us..."

At this moment, Gu Mian's soft voice came from the side: "Not only in front and behind, look at the top of your head."

The fat man paused upon hearing this, then stiffened his neck and looked up.

He had never paid attention to what was above him before, but when he craned his neck to look up, he almost fell half to his death.

All they could see was a dense mass of human faces covering the tunnel above them, stretching out into the distance.

Their faces were so dark that they almost blended into the tunnel, making them hard to spot.

At this moment, all those faces had their eyes closed, as if they were asleep.

The fat man was almost scared to tears at first glance, but he didn't dare make a sound, afraid that his voice would wake the faces.

"What should we do, doctor?" — Although the fat man didn't say anything, Gu Mian knew that was exactly what he wanted to say.

"It's okay," Gu Mian said softly, "There's no need to be so scared..."

The fat man was slightly relieved.

Gu Mian then added, "Anyway, I'm just unlucky. Even if I don't make a sound right now, those things up there will definitely wake up on their own."

The fat man's heart, which had just been at ease, instantly jumped into his throat again. He could barely move at this point, and he didn't dare to look up at the faces above him. He was practically being dragged forward by Gu Mian.

He followed behind Gu Mian and asked in a very low voice, "Doctor, what do you think would happen if those things up there opened their eyes?"

Gu Mian looked up and said, "They'll all be staring at us."

The fat man was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and he didn't quite understand why Gu Mian answered so confidently.

But soon, the fat man understood.

A chill ran down his spine. He slowly raised his head to look up, and sure enough, the faces above him had all opened their eyes.

These faces were all dark and hard to see at first glance, with only the whites of their eyes being noticeable.

Countless pairs of clear black and white eyes were staring straight at them from above.

When the person below moves, the eyes above all move in unison.

The fat man felt his hair stand on end and his nose sting with tears from being stared at.

At this moment, the faces above their heads finally stirred.

It sounded like the voices of countless people speaking at once, men and women, young and old, their voices sharp and strange, all their faces opening and closing their mouths, the eerie voices echoing in the dark tunnel: "How about we play a game?"

The author went to Sanjiang today!
My last book flopped on Sanjiang, I hope it won't flop again this time o(╥﹏╥)o
Thank you to Junzhizuichu, Yaozaibushengzhang, Woweicuigengqun, Guanchongbu, Yutianwangsan, and Mujunyu for their donations (づ￣3￣)づ╭～
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