Creating a Target
That still left five people to go.
But no one else volunteered. Quite a few had seen Tie Ge and the others going up and down from the Thirteenth Floor, and were now thinking of hiding up there.
But just then, panicked cries suddenly rang out from the Thirteenth Floor, followed by violent coughing. A few seconds later, Tie Ge and the others came tumbling down from above, one after another, clutching the rope. They fell to their knees, streaming with tears and snot, and urgently told everyone to close the elevator doors.
Gu Yu and the others were startled by their bloodshot eyes and the saliva constantly drooling from their mouths. They hurriedly shut the elevator doors, and Jiang Yihua turned around and said, "It looks like some kind of dust drifted out of the Thirteenth Floor."
"Didn't you close the elevator doors on the Thirteenth Floor?" Zheng Liang came over to help Tie Ge up, but noticed some reflective golden powder on his face. He quickly let go and stepped back, then looked at the plants they had carried down. "Did these things spray poisonous powder?"
"Probably not. They may have triggered a trap on the Thirteenth Floor." Xu Huo took a look. Tie Ge and the others had been smart enough to carry down flowers he had handled earlier.
Gu Yu couldn't stand watching any longer. "Why aren't you using the antidote?"
Clutching his throat, Tie Ge threw up twice before pouring the Antidote into his mouth. Zhang Biao and the other two didn't have any, so Zheng Liang eventually gave them a bottle.
After drinking the Antidote, they improved a little, but their eyelids were burned, blisters had formed at the corners of their mouths, and their tongues seemed swollen. They could barely