Chapter 63: Devil's Castle (eight) inflatable doll?

"I wait for you to return ... I wait for you to return ..."
Xin Meng carefully walked forward step by step, surrounded by a dark piece, a nihilism that could not be touched, only the gray path under the foot, and the red light at the end, guiding his direction.
As he was about to reach the end of the path, intermittent music flowed into his ears, and he stopped subconsciously and listened sideways.
"Let me be pregnant when you come back ..."
The singing is not very real, with a special texture and a slight distortion. If it is played on the record of the 1980s and 1990s, the lazy female voice is full of boring rumors, and it will take people back to the nightclub on the old beach.
But Xin Meng dared to swear that hearing such a voice at this time could not produce all the positive emotions like moving and nostalgic, except for making people creep up.
He was a little hesitant, what is the situation? Still want to go forward?
The singing continued.
"Liang Shang swallow is back ... Spring flowers for you ..."
Xin Meng couldn't say what it was like. He suddenly saw a picture like this: A beautiful woman with curly hair was standing on a high song stand. She was wearing a gorgeous long skirt and high heels, and she wore silk that reached her elbows. High-quality gloves, with a cigarette in one hand, and a blood-red lip holding the microphone in one hand, the charming eyes on the top arrogantly looked down at the stage, the red lips lightly opened, humming careless tones, the hooked spirited men were ugly Hundreds of people screamed, shouted, shrugged, took off their pants to reveal the lower body, the woman looked down, the song was both indifferent and full of lingering and lingering provocations, and the crowds were even more crazy, even the air was full of obscenity Smell.
At this moment, the beautiful girl seemed to have discovered this strange kind of Xin Meng. It was like seeing him standing stupidly, and her body did not respond. The beautiful girl couldn't believe it, and opened her eyes wide, thinking about it, but it was a beep. Raised his red lips and gave him an air kiss!
Xin Meng is full of excitement, but the picture suddenly disappears like a cloud of smoke, the beauty is gone, the familiar darkness is still around, and the red light is still flashing in a short distance.
Is it an illusion?
Thinking of that woman's air kiss, Xin Meng felt a chill for no reason.
"Why don't you come back ... why don't you come back ..."
However, Xin Meng soon realized that the song in her ear was still there!
He settled down and looked at the red light coming from the sound. He knew it was the exit, but ... in this weird situation, should he continue to move forward?
Singing alone can make him hallucinate. Xin Meng suddenly had a bad feeling. He seemed to already know which magician was inside.
Seems a bit unlucky.
However, from another aspect, Qi Xiaokui's wish came true. He did not meet this one, and was much luckier than him.
This obviously does not know what Qi Xiaokui encountered.
"I want to wait for you to return ... I want to wait for you to return ..."
The lingering and indifferent song was still echoing. Xin Meng heard the lyrics repeated a total of four times, and had not yet intended to sing the next sentence. He faintly realized that he had to pass, otherwise he would be stuck here.
He had to take a step and walked forward cautiously. He was a little worried that the hallucinations would be evoked again by the singing, but he could n’t cover his ears, otherwise he would suffer if something unexpected happened, but fortunately the hallucinations did n’t reappear and nothing happened. It didn't happen, and the song continued to sing:
"It's not spring yet ..."
"Not coming back with tears ..."
The moment Xin Meng stepped into the red room, the singing came to a sudden stop.
...
Day after day, Xiong Jiabao lost his concept of time. He was trapped at a table full of precious food, mechanically stuffed food into his mouth, his arms swelled up to the size of his thighs, and his thighs swelled to his original size. The waist is so thick and the cheeks are protruding, like a balloon that has been blown into too much gas, and the skin can feel cracked at any time.
No, he was just fat.
Under the effect of the game, the obesity level that originally required at least one month to reach was actually completed in excess.
His turned into two sturdy big meat stumps. It took a lot of effort to move. There was a round hole in the middle of the stool, and a large iron bucket surrounded by flies was placed underneath. If he wanted to be convenient, he could not leave the seat. I solved it on the spot and didn't know where to throw the pants.
The stench surged upward, and the big green flies buzzed around his ears, even falling on his nose, rubbing his front legs, cleaning after cooking, but Xiong Jiabao's eyes were dull and his mouth was mechanical. Zhang Xia and Zhang Xia were together, and they didn't know whether the food in their mouth was fragrant or stinky, what they ate, or how to drive the flies away.
He was fat, and the people around him were getting fat. He was not noticeable among a group of fat people.
The fat guard walked around with a spear, and when he came to the front, he turned to face these fat men who were struggling hard, and put the spear on the ground next to a pestle. "There is another week left. The knockout is over. Only the busiest people can get the favor of adults. Join the Gluttony and the others will be executed on the spot. Listen clearly, there is another week!
Xiong Jiabao froze, why ...?
Isn't it just about living, but getting fat?
Only the fattest person can survive, and everyone else is killed?
He couldn't believe looking down at himself, and looked up around those people who were fatter than himself, pinching his fingers, and the next moment, like everyone who heard the news, he couldn't care less about chewing slowly I swallowed for a long time, but grabbed all the food in front of me and stuffed my mouth frantically.
His eyes were almost cracked, his eyes were covered with red blood like spider webs, Xiong Jiabao was forced to give up the slow and lazy way, in order to survive and to see his parents again, he must become the fattest one!
No choice!
However, this determination lasted for less than a day and was defeated by the cruel reality.
Not only Xiong Jiabao was desperately eating, but those who came earlier than him also ate all the time. Even if he tried hard, there was no advantage at all. Among a group of fat people, he was still not enough The fat one.
So that when the guard passed by, the look at him looked like he was looking at a dead person.
Xiong Jiabao's heart shuddered. He clenched his hands tightly, the bread was squeezed into crumbs, and fell from between his fingers. He looked at the people around him and felt despair in his heart.
How to do how to do……
His eyes turned quickly, his gaze swept across the fat people around, the taunting guards, and the high ceilings and bare walls, not even missing a corner, trying to find a breakthrough, but his mind was blank and there was no Think of any way.
Just as he lowered his head in annoyance, he suddenly saw his backpack on the ground.
The uniform backpack was quietly leaning against the table leg. After being finally noticed, the sense of existence became even stronger.
Xiong Jiabao's paste-like mind suddenly reminded me that in the game of the bus, before the car on Medusa, everyone was at a loss. Only Xin Meng, he began to look for his backpack. The move was a bit abrupt, so It impressed him very much, and later he found the vital blindfold, which was placed on the bottom of the backpack and pressed by other things, like a part of the backpack, it is easy to be ignored, but Xin Meng Yes, he said something at the time, what did he say ...
"This is a game, not a dead end. The key to clearance will definitely appear. If there is no one around, it must be on us ..."
Xiong Jiabao's eyes lighted up. He secretly looked up at the fat guard. The fat guard was walking back and forth. It seemed that he didn't pay much attention because he was not optimistic about the latecomers, but Xiong Jiabao continued his mouth carefully. Tucked in to eat, he quietly hooked the backpack with one hand, sandwiched it between his legs, and opened the zipper.
Everything on the backpack was filled with some food, but Xiong Jiabao was now nauseated when he saw what he was eating. He was not interested at all and took it out and threw it on the table. The only thing that looked special was that it was so big. He paused for a toast of the same volume as the palm of his hand, remembering that he had blushed his neck and arguing with Qi Xiaokui arguing about the issue of food for the people, and now it looks really ironic.
It could also be retribution.
Xiong Jiabao's heart is not tasteful, but time is short and it is not suitable to think more. He pressed his thoughts and threw the bread. After the food and mineral water in the backpack were thrown out by him, he revealed the hidden ones at the bottom. A piece of pink.
Before he didn't turn it all the way down, he didn't know that there really was something below.
He looked for a long time and didn't see what it was. Touching it with his hands, he was shocked. The touch of the artificial skin was like a person hiding in it!
What the hell? !!
The chicken leg in his hand almost disappeared, which caught the attention of the fat guard. Xiong Jiabao quickly picked up another bread and stuffed it into his mouth to chew, and the cold sweat rushed. In this room, the fat guard's gaze was deadly. The sickle, he could cut off his head at any time.
Until sharp eyes were removed from his body, Xiong Jiabao was relieved. He hesitated a bit, still reached into his backpack again, and tentatively poked the skin with his fingers. Without any movement, he was bold and took Put your palm up.
The skin's touch is especially real, but it's just a piece of skin. Xiong Jiabao's strength is even stronger, and he even scratched a thin layer.
Knowing that it is not a real person, Xiong Jiabao was so bold that he carried the thing out. By looking at the light, it turned out to be a layer of artificial human skin. It looked like real no matter whether he looked or touched. A small rubber valve for inflation can be seen in the humble corner.
He had question marks all over his head. What did this mean? Inflatable doll?
Is it meant to let him use this inflatable doll instead of dying here, and then escape himself?
But once he escapes, he can't join the gluttony's camp, the mission fails, or is it dead, useless?
Just as he changed from hope to despair, a piece of information flowed into his mind along the fingers in contact with the simulated skin, which is exactly the relevant introduction about this "inflatable doll".
Xiong Jiabao took a closer look, and suddenly overjoyed. It turned out that this is not just a simple inflatable doll, but an important prop that can be put on the outside of his body and then inflated!
According to the introduction, he immediately found out the face of the human skin, then lowered his head, pursed his mouth and stuck it to the human skin's mouth. Only three seconds later, the lips touched and the skin was removed from him. His hands disappeared and his body sank. The whole body's skin seemed to be wearing an extra piece of clothing and was wrapped in something. He looked down at his arms and could see that the layer of artificial skin was already attached. On him, he pricked with his fingers, the separated leather was very insensitive, but the feeling of his fingers was quite real.
Looking up, he didn't get the attention of the guard. He opened the backpack again and found a fist-sized compression pump from the bottom. He connected it to the inflation port and pressed it with his fingers. The skin felt a pinch of pressure and from the outside Look, his whole body has become fatter again.
This time it really became inflatable.
Finding the right key, a big rock in Xiong Jiabao's heart suddenly fell to the ground.
But although the chances of living have become greater, but you ca n’t stop eating, otherwise the fat guard will be beheaded and it will be useless to get fat.
He lay back on the table, no pressure, eating slowly became tidy, but a sudden thought came to his mind.
Which one will they choose? Aren't they all casually chosen?
Why ... the corresponding props appear early in the backpack?