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Chapter 350: Knocking on someone’s door and grabbing someone’s quilt

Li Mumu didn't dislike the short-haired girl just because she was dead.

Everyone is evil and evil. Who can despise whom if they can live in this place?
What's more, the person just reminded her kindly, and now Li Mumu only feels grateful.

She knocked lightly on the iron door, but there was no response.

As a result, Li Mumu's strength gradually increased.

Boom! Boom boom boom——!
The iron door suddenly opened, and a chain came out of it, hooked around her neck and pulled her in.

Li Mumu hit her head on the coffin and cried in pain.

The coffin lid opened a gap, and the chain was quickly retracted, revealing half of the short-haired girl's pale and pale face.

"Is something wrong?"

Li Mumu smiled dryly and said: "Little sister, I was just thrown in. I don't know the rules here. I hope my sister can give me more advice."

With the Secret Service Headquarters building personally suppressing and anchoring the food, there is no need to worry about food safety issues and you can eat with confidence.

In the containment section on the third underground floor of the Secret Service, there is only pickled vegetables, water and rice. Although it is light, it is still a bite to eat.

"Of course you can practice here, because this place can no longer be regarded as the real world."

"Can I practice here?"

There are even good Samaritans!
Li Mumu didn't hesitate at all and immediately decided to hug this thigh tightly.

"Sister, sister, I want to ask you something. After dawn, will I return to my original world? Or can I stay here?"

The short-haired girl looks to be a few years older than her. She is still an old-timer here. It should be okay to call her sister.

"Don't go out and wander around, don't talk loudly, don't eat dirty things, don't play with ropes, and don't pry on the road behind 310."

This is equivalent to someone treating you to a meal. When you arrive, you will see that the table is full of Yunnan cuisine, with all kinds of fungi, flowers, and insects, and you don’t recognize any of them. Whether you can finish the meal, or whether you can leave standing up depends entirely on God's will.

"Oh……"

The short-haired girl said calmly: "That's pretty much all the taboos. If you feel bored, you can meditate by yourself and don't disturb me."

Li Mumu was very surprised. She thought she could only practice on a full moon night.

The short-haired girl looked at Li Mumu coldly, and after a moment of silence she said softly: "You can't get out if you get in here. If you can get out so easily, do you think the Secret Service can still lock you in?"

It's a pity that I don't have much, otherwise I would have to show my filial piety to this young lady no matter what.

Li Mumu wanted to give it a try, but she didn't have much time. She could only take advantage of this rare opportunity to ask the question she most urgently wanted to know.

Seeing that Li Mumu looked like a human and spoke nicely, the short-haired girl softened her tone slightly: "Although the efficiency is not as high as on a full moon night, the advantage is that it is safe and stable, and you don't have to worry about being affected by unknown factors. "

"Yes, yes, I don't understand anything!"

"You don't know anything? It's your first time going out?"

The demon's cultivation method involves absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which is actually contact with the outer dimensions. But not all outer dimensions are safe and stable. On the contrary, most outer dimensions are neither safe nor stable.

Li Mumu sighed in his heart. As expected, there was no such good thing.

What's more, Qiao Hongyi said that the section of road before 310 is relatively safe, which means that the residents in the cells from 301 to 310 should be like himself, able to remain rational and communicate normally.

However, she still couldn't understand what the short-haired girl said, "If you get in here, you can't get out."

When she followed Qiao Hongyi in just now, she didn't see any guards or defensive measures. Even the key to the cell was left to her. Is it really impossible to get out?

"You can go to the entrance and have a look."

Seemingly sensing Li Mumu's thoughts, the short-haired girl couldn't help but remind her: "This is a closed space. There is a dead end at the end of the passage. Only people from the Secret Service can take you in and out freely."

It's over... Li Mumu was heartbroken and asked in a trembling voice: "Then will they still send us food?"

The short-haired girl asked in surprise: "Why do you want to give food to the dead?"

Qiao Hongyi, how dare you say this is not a prison? This is basically death row!

I believe you!
Li Mumu wanted to cry but had no tears.

My beautiful life, my youth, is about to end here.

How is that song sung?

Holding a steamed bun in his hand... not even a fucking steamed bun!

How could I, a good young lady with a lot of money, be reduced to such a situation?

Thanks to that bastard!
Li Lingling, after you are born, I will slowly settle the accounts with you one by one!

Li Mumu gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

On the second day after being imprisoned in this asylum, she almost went crazy.

As a young person who has traveled back from the Internet age, what she can't stand the most is this information black hole.

Not to mention a mobile phone, not even a small piece of paper.

There were only dim lights that seemed to never go out, accompanied by various creepy sounds coming from the dark passage in the distance.

There is absolutely nothing to do except practice.

Practice... practice like a ghost!

Li Mumu persisted in practicing for three days, and it can indeed be said to be very effective. There are no external factors to disturb you here, coupled with invisible pressure, although the efficiency of cultivation is not high, it is still very fruitful if you persist.

Just like the Internet writers of later generations, if you lock him in a small dark room without considering his mental state and mental health problems, the coding efficiency will indeed be improved to a certain extent.

But it cannot last.

After a long time, you will completely lose interest, which in turn becomes a kind of torture.

"Sister, sister, can we have a chat?"

Li Mumu, who was about to fall into depression, could only harass the young lady lying in the coffin next door.

As an old-timer here, I have already adapted to the environment here, so there is no problem of boredom, loneliness, emptiness and coldness.

The way she passed her time was to sleep in her coffin.

Is there anything wrong with a dead person sleeping in a coffin? No problem at all!
Li Mumu also wanted to sleep, but she didn't have a coffin, and the cold ground made her feel uncomfortable.

There are quilts and pillows in their coffins!
Li Mumu was so jealous that her eyes turned green.

She couldn't make her own bed. Once she used the red rope, it would attract unspeakable monsters from the depths.

"Get out! Don't bother me!"

The short-haired girl who was disturbed from her sleep didn't give her any good looks, but Li Mumu gave full play to her strengths - she could be shameless when needed!

"Then lend me the quilt!"

"No borrowing!"

"If you don't lend it to me, I'll play with the rope here and lure the monster out!"

Under Li Mumu's relentless efforts, he finally snatched the quilt away.

(End of this chapter)