Another World: That's too much. I have to start from scratch to get the contribution value.

Chapter 394: Mutation - Loneliness 3

somebody is coming!

Anjiu's heart skipped a beat and he quickly walked forward, hiding behind a column not far away. Through the gap between the column and the wall, he stared at the direction they were coming from.

The candle flame deep in the corridor began to flicker. In the dim light, a man in a thick jumpsuit walked over alone with heavy and slow steps.

He was about 1.80 meters tall, with a face full of stubble, messy hair sticking to his scalp, and his eyes were full of confusion and fatigue.

When he reached the door of the first room, he stopped, looked at it intently for two seconds, then pushed the door open and walked in.

The old door hinges and door frame rubbed against each other, making a rough sound.

Anjiu didn't hear the 'bang' sound of the door closing, which meant that the man was standing at the door and didn't go in.

She didn't dare to move.

After a moment, the man stepped out, and his shadow on the wall slowly lengthened and shortened until he pushed open the second door.

From this angle, Anjiu could just see that the man was indeed just standing at the door without moving.

Anjiu recalled the layout of the room. Although the pool was 1.2 meters deep, if there were eggs with life in them, he would be able to see them without going in.

The man glanced around and quietly closed the door.

His eyes did not look far away, but only quietly and steadily fell on a distance of one or two meters in front of him.

Then he checked every door. His back seemed to become more and more lonely, and his eyes and brows seemed to be filled with a deep, lingering melancholy.

There were only two rooms left. This time he stopped outside the door for a long time, with his hands raised in the air, which he did not put down for a long time.

He took a slow breath and lowered his palm.

This time he went inside.

boom.

The sound of the door closing echoed in the silent space, and Anjiu recognized that it was the room he had come out of.

What would be his reaction if...he saw the egg shattered?

Almost at the same moment this thought came to her mind, the man suddenly opened the door and came out.

There were other emotions on his face: excitement, desire, anger, urgency... He looked around the corridor anxiously, as if a rusty machine was suddenly put into use, and its running body was so uncoordinated.

He flung open the last door and glanced around anxiously.

——No one.

Before he could even feel the loss, he turned around and ran towards the stairs hidden in the corner.

The rolled-up air currents messed up the candles on both sides, pressing the flames to one side, sparks flying, and the brightness of the light dropped to the minimum, as if it would go out in the next moment.

The man was extremely anxious and was eager to go downstairs to confirm his idea.

He knew the architectural structure here by heart, and the darkness did not affect his sense of direction, but it made him miss the Anjiu hidden behind the pillar.

Anjiu followed quietly.

The upstairs has the same structure, with 12 rooms evenly distributed on both sides of the deep corridor.

But the difference is that a few candles were extinguished.

An Jiu was hiding in the darkness of the stairs. After noticing that the man was stunned, a look of joy appeared on his face.

He could hardly wait to open the doors one by one, looking for his newborn sibling.

Room 12 - No.

Room 11 - No...

Room 3

The man suddenly took a step back, his eyes full of horror and suspicion.

The heavy door creaked shut without resistance, blocking the view of inside and outside.

The man walked forward and pushed the door open again. His tongue seemed to be bound by an invisible yoke, unable to move flexibly, and seemed extremely clumsy.

"Who...are you?"

His voice was hoarse and dry, his words were stumbling and his pronunciation was unclear.

It seemed like he hadn't spoken in a long time.

"Where did you hide my people? Give them back to me!"

As he walked inside, his language became more and more fluent, and there was a hint of anger in his tone.

"What tribesman? We didn't see him. Did he run away to some other place? Why don't you look for him somewhere else?"

When he heard this, Anjiu immediately realized that the people inside were his fellow villagers, and they were just coincidentally blocked in the room by the indigenous people.

Another thing is, it turns out that he was really looking for someone who came out of the egg.

As far as Anjiu knows, one is herself, and the other is the target she chose to follow. Who is this person looking for?

What would be the consequences if he knew that the two of them were not the tribesmen he claimed to be?

Soon the man gave his answer.

"Many years have passed, and we have even been forced to move to this bitter and cold place, but you are still pursuing us... Could it be that we were the only ones who suffered heavy casualties in the war ten years ago?"

Anger burned in the man's eyes. He walked inside, took out a piece of yellow paper from his jumpsuit pocket and held it between his fingers.

"Do you really have to kill us all?!"

"How did you get the exact location, and what did you take to find it?"

The people inside looked at the paper in his hand and felt inexplicably fearful.

We haven't figured out what the situation is in this strange world yet, so it's not appropriate to confront the indigenous people face to face for the time being.

Especially... they feel they can't win.

The three of them exchanged glances, and with a low shout, they tried to split up and escape around him.

"Do you think I will let you go?" The man's eyes were gloomy and red, and the knuckles of his clenched left fist were white.

He waved his hand and threw out the yellow paper between his fingers. In an instant, it turned into a sharp blade, circling straight towards the necks of the three people.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the three of them fell to the ground, twitching, and soon they were silent.

"Revenge for my people..." he said in a low voice.

Lifting his leg over the corpse, he carefully checked every corner where a person could be hidden.

He suppressed his anxiety and said softly: "Are you here? Don't be afraid, I am here to save you. I am the last patriarch..."

His soft call echoed in the empty room, but the only response he got was silence and the gradually cooling corpse on the ground.

"..."

He began to search frantically, banging the machine, grabbing the feet of the three corpses and throwing them out of the door.

Then he searched every room, calling out to his fellow tribesmen who were hiding somewhere unknown. The wind caused by his running finally extinguished the candlelight.

Like a scene from a horror movie, the lights went out one by one, and darkness gradually swallowed them up.

But he had no time to care, as his surging blood was eager to catch the call from the same blood.

Anjiu stood at the edge of the darkness, only three meters away from him, watching him gain nothing, deep sadness and uneasiness gradually revealed in his eyes.

His body was shaking slightly, he was afraid.

The sound of the door closing woke him up. He wiped his face vigorously, patted his cheeks to make himself more energetic, turned around and ran upstairs eagerly.

Anjiu didn't go with him this time.

After the candlelight gradually stabilized, she walked into the first room.

Her eyes had adapted to the darkness, and she could barely see the surroundings with the help of the faint light flickering in the room.

The food machine stood quietly in a corner of the room like a huge monster.