Floor 171.171.
The elevator doors opened, and a hulking, muscular man stepped out, carefully surveying his surroundings while complaining about the facility's intelligent system.
"It can't even provide a wristband. I have to get one myself. What's this system even good for..."
Yang Yi grumbled as he walked into the dim corridor. With Three Eyes, he had already located this floor's anomaly in advance.
Highly decomposed corpses hung from the ceilings of the cylindrical rooms, maggots crawling through their bodies. Broken-open Stasis Pods lined the walls. He had smelled the stench of decay the moment the elevator doors opened, and every cylindrical room was the same.
Even a rough count put the number of people who had died here at over two thousand.
This was probably this floor's "Bug," though he did not yet know exactly how it worked.
Yang Yi ran into a cylindrical room to examine the corpses closely. Almost the instant he stepped inside, a rope gradually materialized around his neck and hoisted him upward.
At the same moment, an inexplicable sense of guilt and self-loathing welled up in Yang Yi's heart. His past crimes were magnified, replaying over and over in his mind like a slideshow.
The rope around his neck, meanwhile, brought Yang Yi redemption and solace, as though this were the punishment he deserved, the ending and final fate of a sinner like him...
Yang Yi took a moment to feel it out, then grabbed the rope. Terrifying heat spread from his palm along its length, instantly turning it into a fiery snake that writhed and thrashed wildly.
Flames appeared on the other ropes at the same time, as though they all shared a common source. After holding out for a few seconds, they finally all turned to ash and dissipated.
The highly decomposed