Title 133
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Pay attention, there is no major problem at present. Judging from the distance of the sound, it will be a long time before the steel door and the surrounding walls are corroded. 】Nie Renyan clenched Ye Zhao's hand a little bit, and then said: 【It seems that the hospital did a lot of thinking when renovating this waiting room. The walls are thick. As for the two steel doors, you have also seen them. A normal door is at least three times thicker, and two doors together can withstand a lot of time. However, it sounds like the fog corrodes the wall at about the same rate as the steel door, which is indeed quite strange. 】
Ye Zhaojing paused for a while before saying: [If this is the case, then, as long as the fog lasts long enough, there is nothing it can't corrode... If no solution can be found, then everyone including the entire city, country, and even the world , wouldn't it be melted away by it sooner or later, leaving nothing behind. 】
【Heh, it’s not that time yet, why are you thinking so pessimistically? There is nothing that can't find a nemesis, there is always a way. At least you don’t need to worry this time—] Nie Renyan shook his hand reassuringly, 【It’s safe here now, if the fog comes in and the wall collapses, I’ll take you out, squeeze, the six of you are still no problem. 】
Ye Zhao thought of the sentence he said earlier, "Remember to stick tight when the time comes", and was suddenly speechless.
Several people chatted one after another, and their voices were kept quiet. As for Ye Zhao and Nie Renyan, they didn't make any noise at all. As for the other people in the waiting room, the normal chat gradually turned into whispers, talking intermittently.
A completely enclosed and dark space can undoubtedly arouse negative emotions in people's hearts, and chatting can relieve them appropriately, but as time goes by, everyone's negative emotions are getting deeper and deeper, and chatting can play more and more roles. Small. After more than two hours, there were very few people in the entire waiting room who were still talking. Most of the people were leaning against the wall or the people around them, their expressions faintly revealing bewilderment and despair. After trying countless times, the person who fiddled with the phone finally stopped wasting the little battery left, put the phone back in his pocket, and fell into silence. As the light gradually decreased, the darkness in the waiting room became thicker and thicker, making people more and more depressed, forming a vicious circle.
More and more people feel drowsy and tired in silence, and their brains gradually froze.
Ye Zhao frowned and then half-opened his eyes. His golden eyes in the darkness glanced around quietly. He pinched Nie Renyan's hand and said, "There seems to be something wrong..."
【Um. 】Nie Renyan moved his ears, and said: 【Some people's breathing is getting more and more muddy. 】
This is a common phenomenon. In a crowded and closed place in winter, people often feel that the temperature is getting higher and higher, but people are getting more and more sleepy, because the air is getting more and more turbid due to the exhalation of people, and the oxygen is getting stronger and stronger. Less and less, the proportion of carbon dioxide is getting higher and higher...
[The situation is not good if it goes on like this. 】Ye Zhao glanced at him sideways: 【Luo Xiaochen and the others seemed to be falling asleep too. 】In fact, even he himself feels more and more sleepy. If he closes his eyes again, he will probably fall asleep in a short time.
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