[On the eighth day, other than Dr. Andre, the four experimentals all showed signs of oozing blood all over their bodies. We had no choice but to send the four of them to the infirmary for emergency treatment.]
[On the ninth day, Dr. Andre, who was in the cell, began to use his feces to draw some strange symbols and words that we couldn't recognize on the wall. He wrote a lot, and by the time I filed the record today, he had almost covered the entire wall with his feces.]
The record ended there, and there was nothing about the tenth day.
Obviously, Feng bujue was currently experiencing the 'tenth day'.
…………
An hour later.
"As I thought, there is no exit here either ..." Feng bujue arrived at another corner of the map, and as expected, he found himself in a dead end.
"Brother Feng, what should we do now?" Igor showed a worried expression."We've already gone through the four sides, four corners ... Of this floor, but there's no exit."
