It was pitch black outside the window, but in fact it wouldn't light up.

Time completely stagnates like the clock shows, and the entire community, the entire city, and even the entire world have disappeared. The dawn cannot replace the dark night, and the nightmare has no end.

Jian Hua slowly lowered his eyes, sitting with his back against the wall motionless.

This is the most physically efficient way, and home is the most familiar and at ease environment he is.

It has been two days and two nights since the cinema elevator incident - this is what Jian Hua estimated at the rate of his physical energy loss. He returned home that night and found a more terrible bad news. Because of the reaction to quitting smoking, Jian Hua felt hungry at the cinema. Although the incident happened strangely, he always had to fill his stomach and think about the solution. As a result, the pot placed on the stove could not boil water, and it would be useless to change to a rice cooker.

If you can't cook food, then chew it raw. Half a packet of biscuits and a piece of instant noodles cake crushed and swallowed, the hunger still burns, just like you have never eaten anything.

You cannot communicate with the outside world, you cannot find people, and you cannot use food to satisfy your hunger.

This feeling is like being abandoned by the whole world.

Jian Hua was so thirsty at this moment that his consciousness was a little blurred. In the past few dozen hours, he rushed out of the house and drove to other places to find food and water. He also returned to the mall and happened to see the young couple eating wildly, throwing wrapping paper and empty bottles all over the floor, but he still felt that he was not enough and shouted hungry.

This strange and terrifying scene made Jian Hua feel chilled.

He gave up looking for food and drove his car directly to the Linjiang Bridge. At the end of the bridge was the expressway toll station, from which he could leave the city.

The lights at the toll station were on in the dark night, and there was no movement on the bridge deck. The cold wind blew. Jian Hua opened the car door and looked down at the rushing river water from the edge of the bridge.

He didn't want to commit suicide. Jian Hua was a person who would never give up his life at any time. It was just that the current predicament made him feel at a loss.

In the end, Jian Hua returned home.

Sit down against the wall, motionless, reduce physical energy consumption, and use strong perseverance to suppress your hunger. When you are thirsty, you can't stand the urge to turn on the tap and pour it into your throat.

He had seen the young couple binge eating, and his eyes were twisted and crazy despair. Jian Hua didn't want him to become like that. Eating was useless, and once he started eating, it would be difficult to control his survival instinct to continue eating.

The chaotic and fuzzy brain is still thinking about this change.

Jian Hua vaguely felt that he—or that elevator fell into a crack of time.

Time rift is the name that Jian Hua randomly named. He can't explain clearly what the specific concept is. He just feels that the dead objects in the world have stopped at this second, and the living objects disappear without a trace, and the people in the elevator have become out of place. They can change dead objects (moving or damaging items), but dead objects cannot change live objects (eating and drinking water).

Jian Hua was so hungry that he had no strength at all, and excessive thirst caused a heavy shadow in front of him.

He was drowsy and began to be unable to maintain his conscious mind. In this nap, half asleep and half dizzy, entangled by pain, a subtle sound came into Jian Hua's mind that was confused.

"Tick, tick..."

Stable, clear, and regular.

Jian Hua slowly opened his eyes. After a while, he barely recovered from his awakening. His eyes were fixed on the wall clock. The old-fashioned black needle glass surface was moving in seconds.

23:01

The ticking sound of walking in seconds sounded like the first violin playing in a concert to Jian Hua. In the next few minutes, he heard the night cry of the child next door and the faint voices after the chess and card room in the community ended.

The sound of a drunk man on the top floor climbing up the stairs alarmed the dog sleeping in the neighbor's house.

These ordinary noisy and noisy are now like the sound of nature.

Jian Hua, who was so hungry, subconsciously wanted to stand up, and wanted to walk over and open the door, or look in front of the window to confirm that this was not his own hallucination, but his weak body was completely out of control.

Jian Hua worked hard for a long time, but not only did he have no effect, but his consciousness began to collapse again and was about to fall into a coma.

no……

Given his current situation, it is a problem whether he can wake up after being unconscious, and the longer he delays, the closer he is to death! He finally ends up until everything is normal, can he die like this?

Water, he wants water.

From the living room to the kitchen, it is only a few steps away, but Jian Hua cannot get through it.

He stretched out his arm in vain. This action alone took a minute. Jian Hua's eyes turned black, and he was still staring at the glass pot filled with cold water on the kitchen countertop.

"Bang."

The glass pot suddenly flew into the air and fell heavily to the ground.

The water flowed all over the ground, fragments splashed everywhere, and Jian Hua's right hand was also pierced. The pain made him clear of his mind, and he looked at the glass pot that somehow ran to the eyes.

But he didn't care about thinking about this, and quickly approached a large piece of curved vessel fragments, lowered his head and licked a few mouthfuls of water on it with the tip of his tongue.

In Jian Hua's feeling, the water quickly penetrated and disappeared into the oral esophagus before it even entered the stomach. The huge joy made him tremble involuntarily. In that stagnant world, his throat was still dry and smoked when drinking water, without any effect.

He took a deep breath, then looked suspiciously at the debris all over the ground, and then looked in the direction of the bedroom. Jian Hua's room had drinks, but it was farther from the living room. Now he tried to grasp the feeling he had just now, and a bottle of mineral water rolled out in a few seconds.

Jane Wah paused, and the mineral water bottle jumped up again, standing upright.

After a moment, the invisible force that controlled it to roll began to hold the bottle and tighten the lid-

"Bang!" The bottle cap flew up and hit the wall clock, and a slight crack broke out on the surface of the glass clock. You can imagine how strong it was.

The mineral water bottle floated up and stayed at Jian Hua's mouth. It also tilted out a convenient drinking angle. Jian Hua drank half a bottle in one breath before he came to his senses. He relaxed his mind and the mineral water bottle immediately landed on the ground.

“…”

Jian Hua felt that these three days had used up his life's surprise.

Anyway, he survived and ended with the "nightmare". Jian Hua dragged his weak body and barely stood up, found a few chocolates and threw them into the water cup, forcing himself to drink the semi-melt sticky liquid.

He was haggard and pale in the mirror, and his eyes were covered with black blue.

The clothes on her body were wrinkled and covered with water stains. Jian Hua was in a very embarrassing state. She went to the set to act like a broken heart who committed suicide by jumping into the river and probably didn't need to put on makeup.

Caocao treated the wound of his right hand, recovered some of his strength, released hot water and took a bath. Only then did Jian Hua have the energy to explore the ability to unexpectedly appear on him.

The spoon of the coffee cup floated up and swayed with his thoughts.

The glass fragments all over the floor were also "swept" to a corner of the living room by Jian Hua. It looked very similar to the ability to read in European and American films in the last century. It was floating a cup and bent a spoon, and it was said to be superpowers, but it was actually useless.

As long as it is not a matter of life and death, it is not difficult to turn around and walk a few steps to get something. For Jian Hua, this superpower is not as good as letting him know the light skills in martial arts novels, at least the latter can make him less suffering when hanging a wire.

Suddenly returning to the normal world and the weird abilities that followed made Jian Hua's tired mind not enough.

The TV was on, the bloody soap opera family ethics drama palace fighting queen drama was flying all over the screen, the evening news was already over, it was the night when the cinema elevator accident, Jian Hua had a movie ticket stub in his jeans pocket. The movie ended at 22:40, the mall was not close to his house, and it took at least half an hour to drive, but at 23:01, he was already lying in the living room of his home, and almost starving to death.

Jian Hua wanted to go to the cinema again to check the situation, but his weak body did not allow it. Jian Hua lay on the bed and did not dare to fall asleep. His fear fell into the dark and dead world again.

Every time his eyes closed heavily, Jian Hua was forcibly awakened by his will and fought with sleepiness and difficulty in the next second.

In the dizziness, the night gradually faded and the sky was dim.

Jian Hua was soothed by the dawn light, and he felt relieved and finally fell asleep and fell asleep until the sun was climbing high and the dazzling light shone in the room.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The door was knocked hard, and Jian Hua frowned slightly in his sleep.

"Jian Hua! What are you doing? If you don't answer your phone, the car parked downstairs, where can the person run?"

The shocking roar finally woke the owner up. Jian Hua opened her eyes and was stunned for a moment before remembering what happened yesterday. The knock on the door continued, like a soul-tempering sound.

The person who came was Jian Huafa's young man and Lu Li.

This childhood friend title was self-proclaimed by Lu Qi. Although they did know each other since childhood, Jian Hua always subconsciously stayed away from this guy because Lu Qi liked to talk to himself and was full of the bad habits of the eldest young master, Jian Hua really didn't want to pay attention to it.

"Is there something wrong?" Jian Hua opened the door and asked in a hoarse voice.

"What's wrong with your voice? Have a cold?" Lu Qi was startled, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he kept looking at Jian Hua. When he saw the furniture inside was intact (glass fragments were not visible in the corner of the wall), his eyes showed unconcealed disappointment.

"I caught a serious cold and slept at home for two days." Jian Hua looked cold, "Aren't you going abroad?"

"I've just returned." Lu Feng came from a good background and looked like a noble man when he was not sick. He lowered his voice and asked, "I heard that you offended someone and lost your job? You called you but didn't answer..."

"It's okay? I've had a rest. I've just taken medicine so sleepy that my eyes couldn't open." Jian Hua interrupted him and closed the door neatly.

Lu Feng touched his nose, but was not angry, so he turned around and went downstairs.

After parking Jian Hua downstairs, he looked around carefully and found that his phone fell into the box in the glass window in front of the car. Lu Qi smiled relieved and said to himself: "I said why don't you answer the phone."

Lu Feng took out his mobile phone, and the popular topic on Weibo on the interface was "A young man and woman died suddenly in Huanyu Cinema". Clicking on the news showed that the supermarket on the first floor of the mall was stolen. There were a large number of missing food packaging paper and empty drink bottles next to the body. The mall night shift security guard stated that he found the deceased while patrolling the venue at 11 o'clock last night, and was suspected to have been killed.
Chapter completed!