si-mexico Chapter 499 [Domain - First Gate] An Eternally Upward Team
Chapter 499 [Domain - First Gate] An Eternally Upward Team
What directly confirmed Chen Ji's guess was the handprint on the iron sheet.
It's very faint; you can only see it if you get close enough.
Who was on duty in the repair department before?
He thought back for a moment, had anyone come out of here?
Why does he have no recollection of it at all?
Bai Shaohua's initial entry point might be here; he mentioned before that he was going to the repair department.
Aligning his handprint with the one on the metal sheet, Chen Ji pushed upwards with force and heard a click.
Immediately, the sheet metal sprang away, and a section of the retractable ladder fell out, nearly hitting him on the head.
It's pitch black above.
Huang Yue stayed at the maintenance department while Chen Ji and the other two climbed upstairs one after another.
To be honest, this place is completely different from what Chen Ji had imagined.
The wall was painted with "[1F]", but instead of a straight elevator, there was a staircase that looked like an escape route.
The air was thick with the smell of dust, everything was gray, and there were messy footprints on the ground.
Sure enough, the people from the maintenance department also came up in the first round.
But they did not leave, because the footprints only went upwards, not downwards!
Feng Yao and Fei'er, who were standing nearby, also noticed this and couldn't help but frown.
This points to two possibilities: perhaps the fourth floor is indeed the exit, and they completed their mission alone and entered through the second door.
But more likely...
Something has happened.
The three of them turned on their flashlights and cautiously began to ascend.
Soon, we reached the second floor.
Theoretically, there are two layers.
Because the words "[1F]" are still exactly the same on the wall.
But this is not a loop, nor is it a maze, because the platform they just came up to was made of sheet metal, while this floor is a normal stair landing.
Moreover, the footprints of those who came before are still moving upwards.
Keep going up.
Upon reaching the third floor, it is still [1F].
Feng Yao stopped in her tracks: "Either the hotel has marked it wrong, or the floor of the stairwell is different from what we normally measure."
"Let's go up a bit further." Chen Ji needed to observe the area.
4th floor.
5th floor.
Starting from this floor, the height is clearly inconsistent with that of a hotel, proving that this is a separate space.
At the same time, they didn't see any exits, and there was no door leading to the fourth floor of the hotel, contrary to their expectations.
The stairs are still going up.
Is there an end to this?
After walking up to the theoretically 6th floor, Fei asked a question.
She was in great physical condition; she walked up six flights of stairs without breaking a sweat. Chen Ji looked at her face and knew what she was worried about.
He himself had the same doubts.
It doesn't resemble a staircase; it's more like a trap that lures you to keep going.
"...Go a few more floors."
Chen Ji said, "If it's still on the first floor, then let's go back."
Go up to the theoretical 7th floor.
Nothing has changed; the wall still displays "1F".
but.....
On this floor, they heard a very faint sound.
Footsteps.
There are people climbing the building upstairs, quite far away.
The three exchanged a glance, but none of them said a word.
footprint.
Feng Yao mouthed the words and pointed to the ground.
Two of the footprints have become wider.
They ran up almost step by step.
We went up another floor.
The words next to it finally changed to "[2F]"!
"Here, each floor is at least equivalent to seven floors under normal circumstances..."
Chen Ji silently kept this matter in mind.
So if they go up high enough, there's a chance they might actually reach the fourth floor, but whether there's a door up there is another question.
The sound of footsteps continued from a distant building.
The three of them stopped and listened for a while, and found that the footsteps were very regular, but there was something strange about them.
Chen Ji is not planning to go up for the time being.
He wasn't quite sure if it was a person or a ghost up there, and the stairwell always gave him a very eerie feeling; if he stayed there for too long, he would feel damp all over.
After exchanging hand gestures, the three of them unanimously decided to abandon their exploration and go back to try Fei'er's method first.
The feeling that became more uncomfortable the higher you went was not unique to Chen Ji; the other two also experienced it.
But, just as they reached the next level...
Fei'er's face suddenly felt hot.
A fishy smell entered her nostrils.
Without saying a word, she immediately wiped her face and looked at her palms.
is blood.
He fell from the handrail of the stairs on the floor above.
As drops of blood fell onto her face, the footsteps that had been so distant suddenly became as clear as if they were right above her!
The three of them froze in their breath.
When they got close enough, they realized what was strange about the footsteps.
That wasn't posted by one person.
Instead, it was a line of people, walking upstairs at the same pace, like they were in a queue.
Just because of the different footsteps, even though they overlapped, they could still tell that they belonged to different people.
One person's footsteps were heavy.
despair.
The rest felt like wading through water.
Snapped.
And these people lining up to go upstairs...
At this moment, they were only one floor away.
Chen Ji's gaze slowly moved upwards, and in the extremely dim light, he saw three hands resting on the handrail of the second floor above his head.
Very neat.
It is constantly moving upwards.
Each hand was spaced the same distance apart.
Tick.
Blood dripped from his two hands on the back onto Chen Ji's side.
On the side of one of the fingers, Chen Ji vaguely saw a familiar dot.
That is... the mark of the Ghostly Constellation.
His eyelids twitched suddenly, and he finally understood why there were only footprints on the first floor indicating that people had gone up.
Because those two maintenance workers who were here before were also entrants... they are dead!
More blood dripped down.
Feng Yao's face was extremely ugly. She had already retreated. The two "slap slap" footsteps were not from water, but from blood!
What did they go through upstairs to cause so much bleeding?
Looking at the [1F] sign next to her, her back was covered in cold sweat, and she felt a rare sense of lingering fear.
If they had been just a little later, they would have run right into the group that kept going upstairs!
The team was originally on at least a dozen floors above the ground, but suddenly they jumped to the starting floor on the 2nd floor, which was the place they had just left.
Look at the [1F] sign next to it.
Feng Yao roughly guessed the pattern of this team.
At the very front of the procession was a ghost. An unknown ghost.
It lingered in the corridor, killed two entrants, and then led them upstairs.
The staircase, whose length is unknown, is divided into several sections, such as 1F, which is the first section and includes the theoretical eight floors.
The team led by this ghost will randomly appear in another area after traversing one area.
Two corpses and a ghost's procession continued upwards.
Chen Ji and the other two retreated rapidly.
The absence of bloody footprints in the 1F area does not necessarily mean that the team will not be there.
Because in the section from the seventh floor to the second floor, the footprints of those who had entered the domain had become wider, as if someone was chasing after them!
They may have just died and happened to not have returned to the 1st floor yet.
With swift steps, the three of them descended seven floors and quickly retreated to the original metal platform.
Huang Yue was waiting for them downstairs. When he saw that something was clearly wrong with the group, his expression changed slightly.
He was about to ask a question, but suddenly...
A buzzing sound came from the maintenance department's walkie-talkie.
"Zi-"
"Hello? This is the receptionist."
Du Tingfeng's voice rang out, tinged with tension:
"The guest rooms on the third floor are leaking..."
"You need to come and repair it."