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Chapter One Hundred Sixty-One
"Where did this come from?" Bull Terrier exclaimed, forgetting the agreement to keep quiet after feeling the object Huihui had handed him.
"Shh!" Song Yao turned around and whispered sharply in response to the noise.
"Oh, oh." Bull Terrier quickly covered his mouth and nudged Huihui beside him. Huihui huffed and punched him lightly, ignoring him.
A few minutes later, Cao Liang and Old Six returned, dragging a blood-soaked machete and panting heavily. "It's all cleaned up, let's go."
"Wait a minute." Song Yao stopped them and asked quietly, "Brother Cao, take a good look around here and describe the environment."
"Huh?" Cao Liang paused for a moment before turning to survey the area. "It looks like an underground parking lot, quite spacious. Can't see far into the depths... no load-bearing beams."
"How did you find the weapons?"
"They're right above your heads." Cao Liang suddenly realized something and exclaimed, "Can't you see them?"
"Well, all I can see are shadows moving," Song Yao calculated for a moment before looking up in confusion. "Above our heads?"
"Yes." Cao Liang took a couple of steps forward, seeming puzzled as well. "There are fishing lines hanging down from above with weapons attached... strange. Old Six, you can see it too, right?"
"I can," Old Six said while scanning the surroundings. "But I don't see any exits. Where did the zombies come in from?"
"Let's move forward and take a look," Luci suddenly spoke up. She helped Song Yao to her feet, tilting her head in thought. "Didn't that person tell us to find him? There must be a way out."
"Alright, Old Six and I will go one after the other so they can't see us," Cao Liang replied, turning to walk to the back of the group. He noticed Huihui and Bull Terrier huddled together, not moving, and spoke to reassure them. "You two relax; we need to stick together."
"Oh, okay." Bull Terrier stood up, fumbling as if blind, trying to grab onto the person in front but hesitating to touch anything inappropriate. Suddenly feeling a hand grasp his, he heard Huihui say, "Just hold on to me." With that, she grabbed Luci with her other hand.
Luci said nothing, allowing the two of them to cling to her like a string of candied fruit as they walked side by side with Song Yao, led by Old Six.
At this point, Song Yao didn't need to say much more; Cao Liang and Old Six had also realized the issue. When they entered, everything was pitch black for them, but suddenly they could see their surroundings while Song Yao and the others remained blind... After hesitating for a moment, Cao Liang voiced his concern, "Could it be because Old Six and I are older?"
"It has nothing to do with age," Song Yao replied as she stepped on some sharp debris that hurt her foot. She paused and asked, "Besides being able to see with our eyes, are there any other sensations?"
"What do you mean?" Old Six ahead couldn't help but feel curious.
"I don't know how to describe it," Song Yao sighed inwardly, hoping she was just overthinking. Beside her, Luci shared the same confusion but felt it was all too absurd.
"Let's not dwell on it for now." Cao Liang interrupted their questions, squinting at what lay ahead. "Old Six, what do you think that is?"
"Oh?" Old Six followed his gaze and responded with confusion. "A staircase?"
The six of them hurried over. In the vast dark space, only their breathing echoed eerily.
"I'll go up with Old Six; you all wait here," Cao Liang instructed before ascending the stairs with Old Six. This staircase was not like those found in ordinary buildings; it jutted out abruptly from mid-air, standing alone in this place. The surface was cold and rough to the touch, barely wide enough for two people to walk side by side.
Cao Liang rubbed his somewhat sore eyes, the questions in his mind growing heavier. It was only at this moment that he realized why he had been feeling so strange; the issue lay with his vision. Although he could see the dog, the Zombie, and the stairs, these images did not appear as they usually did... it was like watching a black-and-white television, with only shades of gray filling his sight. Cao Liang couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed. Had he become completely colorblind? That couldn't be right; he had clearly seen everything well outside earlier.
"Old Six." Cao Liang stopped and tapped the shoulder of Old Six, who was walking ahead. "Can you see colors?"
"What?" Old Six turned back to glance at him, feeling a wave of dizziness wash over him. He quickly turned away. "I'm a bit afraid of heights; don’t make me look back... What did you just ask?"
"Never mind, we'll talk about it later. How much higher do we have to go?" Cao Liang suppressed his curiosity and looked up, seeing only shades of gray. The stairs seemed to stretch on for a long way; they hadn't been climbing slowly and estimated they had gone about ten meters or so.
"I can't see anything. Should we just go back down?" Old Six felt a bit uneasy. His situation was similar to Cao Liang's; his field of vision was only about seven or eight meters. The higher they climbed, the colder he felt, and he sensed a draft blowing down from somewhere above.
Cao Liang glanced back at the ground below; the four people waiting had already blended into the darkness. Gritting his teeth, he said, "We've come this far; let's keep going. Or you can wait here while I go up and take a look."
"Alright then, let's go up." Old Six closed his eyes for a moment to steady himself, gripping the increasingly steep handrails as he climbed higher, muttering, "What kind of ridiculous stairs are these? A ladder would be much more convenient!" Just as he complained, a sudden rush of wind intensified around him. He looked up and saw a square opening above!
"Old Cao! We’ve reached the top!" Old Six felt a surge of excitement and quickened his pace, soon reaching the edge of the opening. The square entrance was small, barely big enough for one person to go up or down at a time, and inside it remained pitch dark.
Cao Liang followed closely behind him. Seeing him stop, he had no choice but to stand still and look up, whispering, "Be careful."
"Yeah." Old Six replied and waited at the opening for a moment. Not hearing any strange noises from above, he pushed himself upward with his arms. As he peeked into the darkness above, Old Six felt a twinge of anxiety—what if something came rushing out from the shadows?
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