Chapter 57: Darkness Devours Everything
Sylvie raised her hand with a smile.
So this group of highly intelligent gamblers started to get agitated again, and everyone started to get restless.
As we all know, Sylvie is investigating the Seventh Bureau and has a well-known nickname, the God of Gamblers!
Because of the special geographical location of the Investigation Bureau 7 and the fact that its top leaders are not serious, the rules and regulations are not strictly followed. The research institutes and agents in the bureau hold various illegal entertainments every week, and there are bets on weird things of all sizes every day.
It has become a habit for the employees of the Investigation Bureau to gamble when they have nothing to do, and Sylvie is a legend in the hearts of gamblers.
Strictly speaking, Sylvie is not a gambler, because she may not gamble once in a month or two, and gambling is not even a pastime for her.
But she has one characteristic, which is that she either doesn't make a move or once she does, it is always a huge bet.
Besides this, she had another special feature, which was that the party she bet on would definitely lose no matter how you looked at it.
Because of this, every time Sylvie made a move, not many people followed suit, and even if they did, they only dared to bet a small amount.
This time was the same. Sylvie made another move, but still not many people dared to follow suit... 350 meters, this limit estimate was too outrageous and hard to believe.
So far, Ye Xing is the only one who has broken the 300-meter depth, and he is 70 meters ahead of the second-placed Sylvie.
This record is unprecedented and will never be surpassed. It is absolutely impossible to break this record, let alone exceed the highest record by 20 meters.
"I think Minister Sylvie will lose this time." Someone whispered.
The person next to him shook his head: "It's hard to say. Have you forgotten that she bet 500,000 last time?"
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Su Ming continued walking down the underground stairs. As time passed, his sense of time became weaker and weaker, and he had no idea how long he had been walking.
Originally, by counting his breaths or footsteps, he could roughly estimate his walking time, but Su Ming's attention had become unable to concentrate. He tried to count his footsteps, but every time he counted less than a hundred steps, his attention would be attracted by the girl's voice.
When he came to his senses, he didn't know how long he had been walking.
The strange feeling that had appeared a long time ago was getting stronger, and the "gaze" behind him was pressing him tightly. Those gazes seemed to be getting closer, pressing in from all directions, making him feel like pins and needles on his back, and making him feel uncomfortable all over.
In front of him was an unchanging staircase, with no extra scenery for Su Ming to associate with. He had to focus all his attention on the fear. At this moment, he finally understood why Flora and Xia Xiaoyu could not resist this feeling of fear - because this fear could not be ignored, it could only be savored slowly.
The more you savor it, the stronger the fear becomes.
Su Ming's thinking ability was distracted and he couldn't concentrate. The female voice coming from far away below became clearer and clearer, forcing him to pay attention.
As the depth decreased, the girl's voice became more and more familiar, so much so that Su Ming had an obvious illusion that he seemed to know the owner of this voice.
He felt familiar with the voice, but there was a stronger force that kept him awake, reminding him that he didn't know the owner of this voice at all.
Su Ming felt like he was being pulled, it was an unbearable weird experience.
Next, I will become like Xia Xiaoyu and Flora. This change should be irresistible... Then, is there really no way?
Su Ming kept thinking, without stopping his steps.
In the long stairwell, only Su Ming's footsteps and the faint voice of the girl echoed. They walked for an unknown amount of time when suddenly, another voice was heard in the air.
Su Ming stopped and listened. The sound came from the darkness, like a long gasp.
Hallucination?
No, it's not an illusion!
In an instant, Su Ming got the result in his heart.
He slowly walked down the stairs with a flashlight. As the sound became clearer, a familiar figure slowly came into the range of light.
"Xiaoyu?"
On the second step in front, Xia Xiaoyu stood still with her back to Su Ming, and did not respond when Su Ming called her.
Su Ming suddenly recalled the scene when he met Flora coming up from below.
Under normal circumstances, sounds and images are isolated in the dark. As long as a person walks from the light into the darkness, he will lose any contact with his companions. But that time they heard the sound of Flora going upstairs in the dark.
But this time, before he saw Xia Xiaoyu, he heard Xia Xiaoyu's breathing.
He suddenly understood the rules of this staircase. In this building, if two people are not within the range of light and are actually at different depths, then they cannot communicate through the darkness.
But if the true depth of two people is very similar, then even if the other person is in the dark, he can clearly sense the other person's presence.
If this assumption is correct, then his current depth should be consistent with Xia Xiaoyu.
Su Ming walked down a few steps gently and came to Xia Xiaoyu's side. Xia Xiaoyu's eyes were fixed on the darkness ahead. One hand held a flashlight, and the other hand had reached into the storage box No. 7 behind her. She was motionless like a stone sculpture. If it weren't for her chest heaving violently, she would have looked like a lifelike wax figure.
"Xiao Yu, can you hear me?" Su Ming asked softly.
Xia Xiaoyu did not turn her head. She just rolled her eyes slightly, glanced at Su Ming quickly, and then fixed her gaze on the darkness ahead again.
"Su Ming...you can't go down!"
Su Ming got goosebumps all over his body. He had a personal experience of Xia Xiaoyu's fear. He didn't know how long she had been standing here, but she definitely had not rested.
Su Ming said into the microphone: "Fang Ling, what is my current depth? If you can't answer, please record the current depth data."
In this way, when he returns, he will know the exact depth of Xia Xiaoyu in the Staircase of Fear.
After doing this, Su Ming continued to ask Xia Xiaoyu: "Did you see the monster too?"
Xia Xiaoyu nodded stiffly and numbly.
Just as Su Ming was about to go down, Xia Xiaoyu grabbed his wrist tightly.
“It hurts! Let go, let go!”
She was very strong and Su Ming couldn't break free at all. She was like a pair of pliers.
Xia Xiaoyu relaxed her grip a little and warned Su Ming seriously, "You can't go down there! If you go down there... you will definitely die!"
"But our daughter is still down there." Su Ming tried to use this excuse to convince Xia Xiaoyu.
Xia Xiaoyu was stunned. She suddenly became at a loss, and tears rolled out and fell one by one.
Su Ming saw that Xia Xiaoyu's hand was always in storage box No. 7, as if she wanted to take something out of the box, but she never took it out.
