Chapter 358: Chapter 356: Blood Shadow
“I’m going!”
Matthew, solemn, turned and left without looking back. The light beam shone on him, casting his elongated shadow against the wall, leaving the audience with a sense of tragic heroism, as if a warrior were descending into the chilly waters of Yi River, never to return.
Bi Fang was quite at ease as he walked away, leaning against the wall and gazing after Matthew until his figure vanished into the light.
As long as Matthew followed his instructions, there shouldn’t be too much risk involved.
Half a minute—that’s how long it takes a normal person to run at least one hundred and fifty ters, enough to escape the danger zone.
[It’s a bit scary to walk through the sewers alone]
[Agreed, it wasn’t so bad with two people, but now, alone with just a flashlight, it feels kinda scary…]
[Feels like we’re watching a horror movie]
[The Brave Man Shrinks His Feet]
In his dormitory, Cao Lifeng couldn’t help but withdraw his feet from outside the covers back under them and pinched the corner of his blanket to make sure it was tight before continuing to watch.
Following behind Matthew, the drone captured him walking alone, flashlight in hand, andering through the dark passageway. The water flow next to him was almost stagnant, with an occasional light splash as if sothing had fallen into the water.
The clear snot reached the corner of Matthew’s lips, only to be sucked back up.
He wore a gas mask, yet it seed Matthew could still sll the stench, which reverberated within his brain, even causing his eyes to start swelling and tear up from the irritation.
“I never knew Master Fang’s sense of sll was this strong. Just walking up to here is unbearable for ; I can hardly imagine what it would be like under his nose.”
[Master Fang truly has an extraordinary sense of sll!]
[Is there really such a thing as a natural talent for sll?]
[Yes, there is. I have a senior in my graduate program with this talent. Just by sll, he can tell you what experint you’ve been conducting.]
[The difference between humans can sotis be even greater than that between humans and dogs.]
[“Humans have a poor sense of sll” is actually a 19th-century . The human olfactory bulb is small in proportion to the entire brain, but not smaller than that of other animals. In laboratory tests for specific odors, humans can detect so scents better than both rats and dogs, each species having their strengths and weaknesses in scent detection.]
[Ah, an unknown expert has appeared!]
[Useless knowledge increased!]
Matthew looked at the barrage of comnts on the drone and felt a bit of the tension in his heart fade away in the face of the unknown darkness.
The audience was right; it’s natural to be scared when walking alone at night, let alone in such a dark tunnel.
Thinking this, Matthew quickened his pace. A distance of a hundred ters was a matter of re seconds. Using the military-grade LED flashlight to illuminate the map, he quickly reached his destination. Looking down at the fault at his feet, he shifted the beam of light upwards, revealing a manhole cover.
“Generally speaking, a place with manhole covers indicates a deep well.”
Since the drone was following him, Matthew felt a responsibility to retain Bi Fang’s audience, so he began to give a brief introduction to them. Of course, most of this knowledge ca from what Bi Fang had told him, with so insights gained from studying sewage system maps.
“There are three manhole covers here; it must be a septic tank!”
Modern septic tanks all have Grade 3 Septic Treatnt, always equipped with three manhole covers.
Below the well there was another passage. To get a clearer view, Matthew tied his flashlight to his waist belt, climbing down a tal ladder. Halfway down, he reached through the rungs to hold his mask steady with one hand, while the other hand unfastened the flashlight to illuminate the surface of the water in the well.
The wastewater well was only four or five ters deep, with rainwater seeping through the soil and accumulating at the bottom. The water was pitch-black, how many years of stagnant decay it contained was anyone’s guess.
“Just now, Bi Fang warned to stay far away from these stagnant waters, or if I were to fall in, the best-case scenario would be disability, worst case, death. This kind of wastewater contains a variety of microbes, parasitic eggs, and an extrely high number of toxic substances. If soone were to fall into it, they could suffer acute lung injury, acute respiratory distress syndro, acute… uh.”
Matthew frowned, trying hard to recall, but the long list of professional terms was just too hard to rember; the fact that he could rember so much was already no small feat.
“What was it again? I forgot, but basically, there are a lot of diseases, and the chance of these diseases occurring is extrely high, and they can easily cause disability or death. Plus, many toxic gases are heavier than air and settle at the bottom, leading to oxygen deficiency. Oh my god, Master Fang was right, I feel like I’m having difficulty breathing already, I need to hurry up and get back.”
Matthew took a few deep breaths from his gas canister to recover his strength, then shook his flashlight around inside the well.
Dimly, sothing blood-red floated on the surface of the water. Matthew squinted, lowering his hand further; he wanted to see more clearly.
The patch of light from the flashlight swayed in the pitch-black depths of the well, like a searchlight.
The circular patch of light moved about, gradually illuminating what was below, and the blood-red colour inside the well beca clearer, resembling… a human shape.
Matthew’s face showed a look of horror, as the vivid, striking red in front of him resembled freshly spilled blood!
As the light trembled and moved in front of the red, the audience finally saw the blood-red object. It was a blood-coloured coat, hooked and hanging at the bottom of the well by a wire sh, as if soone was standing in the black water.
At this mont, the hearts of all the viewers watching the program skipped a beat; such a shocking scene almost uncontrollably triggered their micturition reflex!
Only the uniform “Holy shit!” in the bullet comnts could express their feelings at the mont.
[Holy shit!]
[I nearly peed myself just now!]
[Not talking anymore, I’m going to change my pants]
[I’m straight up—straight up!]
[Stop dilly-dallying and finish up quickly, let’s get out of here, this place isn’t for humans]
Nurous viewers, who were frightened into a psychological shadow, quickly urged Matthew to finish everything and then leave.
Matthew readily agreed and went to the platform beside the bottom of the well, taking out antifreeze and gasoline from his bag.
The gasoline had been siphoned from the off-road vehicle. It wasn’t much, just half a can, but it was indeed an excellent combustion agent.
He poured both liquids onto the ground, then climbed back up the iron ladder. He poured potassium permanganate onto a piece of newspaper that had absorbed so antifreeze, crumpled it into a ball, and violently hurled it toward the bottom of the well, then ran back without looking back.
In the sealed passageway, substances collided, and a chemical reaction was happening rapidly; just a single spark would be enough to blow the entire deep well sky-high.
The feeling was like a military dog running through a hoop of blazing fire, surrounded by terrifyingly high temperatures and flas.
If he were tested on the hundred-ter dash in such a place, Matthew believed that even at over thirty-five, he could still score an excellent ti!
The two-hundred-ter distance went by in a flash, and Matthew clearly saw Bi Fang’s figure not far away.
Seeing Matthew running over, Bi Fang had a asure in mind; he stepped forward, grabbed Matthew’s collar, turned the corner, and hid inside a recess in the wall.
In the distant well, the paper ball landed in the water, rapidly generating heat. The crumpled paper began to shrink and smoke, and the flas quickly followed, with one last spark appearing.
The next second, the flas shot up violently, and the fire soared into the air.
The entire waste water well blazed furiously, and the coat in the water seed to dance in the flas, dancing as it turned into ashes.
“Boom!”
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