232 Chapter 32, Four Animals

In the dark tunnel, Anker held a torch all the way down. Holding on to the wall, he walked extremely cautiously, for fear that he would fall into the bottomless abyss if he stepped on the air.

At first, he thought about writing down the stairs he walked, but he quickly gave up the idea. No matter how he walks, the steps will never end in sight, as if the end is connected to the other end of the earth.

I don't know how long after walking, the torch in my hand began to flicker, and the fuel was almost exhausted. The boundless darkness is coming from all directions, it is the most primitive unknown, the most primitive fear.

Anker couldn't stand still. This feeling reminded him of when he was climbing a mountain when he was a child, standing at a high place and looking up, his feet were weak.

He glanced back.

The hole was no longer visible.

Gritting his teeth, he leaned against the wall and backed away step by step.

But as soon as he took two steps back, he didn't move again.

The corners of his mouth twitched twice, a trace of unwillingness and shame surged out of his heart, occupying his brain in an instant.

retreat?

Back to that cave?

"You think you can scare me like this?"

Thinking of the sneering eyes of the gray-haired boy and his voice resounding in the tunnel like the neighing of a poisonous snake, he repeated with a sneer, "You think you can scare me like this?"

He suddenly raised his head and roared: "Do you think this can scare me? Do you think I am a mudblood like Aldo? My father is the greatest capitalist in Germany, and my grandfather is the most famous slave owner in Europe. I, Ann Kerr von Kleist! In the past thirty years, countless people have been killed, and the corpses of my enemies are enough to build a high dam on the Rhine River. How can mere darkness scare me? Don’t even think about it, I am the darkness!”

call! !

After finishing speaking, he blew out the torch in one gulp, smashed the wooden stick on the steps, and the surroundings were completely plunged into endless darkness.

He didn't care, and strode down.

At first he fell a few times because he couldn't see, but soon he got up and walked down angrily.

While walking, he sneered and said to himself: "Let me see your skills, come on, let me see your skills."

He kept his fighting spirit high and walked in the darkness.

ten minutes.

twenty minutes.

thirty minutes.

One hour.

two hours.

three hours.

ten hours.

fifteen

Maybe longer.

Darkness didn't give him any response.

The fighting spirit gradually dissipated.

His footsteps seemed firm, but his back was drenched in cold sweat.

I don't know how long it has been, but it may have reached the Moho surface, or it may have reached the Gutenberg surface, or it may even have crossed the mantle and directly entered the earth's core.

Finally, Anker was exhausted, and he said angrily and unwillingly: "You win me once, let me rest for a while, we will come again, see if you are deep or I can go!"

After all, he lay down on the steps in the dark. close your eyes. The ground was uneven and cold and hard, but it hadn't been long. Anker actually fell asleep.

In other words, he woke up from another layer of darkness, and there was still an unchanged corridor in front of him. The so-called rest and sleep were just illusions.

He finally panicked completely.

The momentary compromise and retreat resulted in a rapid decline in momentum. One day after his high fighting spirit, he recognized the fact that this might be a bottomless pit, and turned to crawl to the ground.

The scary thing is that he can no longer feel the existence of gravity, and the feeling of climbing up is no different from climbing down. In addition, it was pitch black all around, and there was no reference at all, so he didn't know whether he was going up or down.

The darkness oppressed his nerves all the time, and countless emotions took turns playing in his mind.

He regretted going underground himself, and began to hate Bach, who made a deal with him, Aldo, who was afraid of bugs, and LeMay, the damn mission target.

Everything in this cave, everything in this dreamland, there is nothing that does not dislike him, and it is even more humiliating for him to be manipulated in such a way. If he could get out of this dream and find the source of the dream, he would definitely tear it into pieces, no matter what it was. Based on this humiliating hatred, he prayed to the gods to get rid of this darkness even if he paid the price of his soul.

A ray of light appeared in front of his eyes.

Incredible!

Anker rushed over like a traveler who has been walking in the desert for more than a month and saw a spring.

The light grew bigger and bigger.

His heart was beating harder and harder.

What will it be?

Will return to the real world, or see the source of the dream, no matter how bad it is, returning to the previous cave is not bad.

When he came to the bright light, his eyes suddenly opened up.

It turned out to be a hemispherical room

The furnishings in the room are very strange, full of bones.

In the center of the skeleton was a whist card table, piled high with colorful chips, surrounded by four playing animals.

They are a fox, a bear, an eagle, and a milky white dove.

"Oh hi, hello."

The fox was facing him, and greeted him first. He seemed very polite.

The other three animals also turned their heads and looked over at the same time.

Facing the three beast heads, Anker's heart was pounding, everything was taken over by chaos and inconceivable.

Aware of his own fear, he secretly clenched his fist. He is a wizard, only others can fear him, and he should not be afraid of any weirdness.

"You came just in time," said the fox. "I'm about to lose, can you help me win the game?"

Anker looked at the smiling face of the fox, and swallowed his saliva, holding ten thousand questions in his mind, but he didn't ask any of them.

Under the gaze of the fox smiling, he walked to the card table with uncontrollable legs, and picked up the deck of cards that the fox had dropped.

"This card sucks." Anker said, "I can't win."

"I trust you."

The fox rested its furry paw on his shoulder.

"When you see the cards, you have to play." Eagle said.

The bear and the rabbit stared at him.

Anker shivered secretly, picked up the bad deck of cards, and started playing.

In the first round, he was in a panic, racking his brains, taking every step cautiously, but in the end, he still lost.

The bear laughed loudly, and the eagle neighed. It poked out its sharp claws from under the card table, grabbed the chips in front of the fox, grabbed a handful and dragged them in front of him.

Anker looked at the fox with ashen face.

The fox spread out his hands and said with a helpless smile: "There is still a little bargaining chips left, it's up to you whether you can make a comeback."

After speaking, the four animals continued to shuffle the cards, making a rattling sound, and the playing cards were thrown in front of Anker. He didn't know what they were doing.

After the cards were dealt, the fox pushed the cards in front of him with his furry paws. "It's a good card this time."

"What are you?" His teeth chattered.

"We are gamblers who play cards." Fox said, "Come on, help me win this game. You should play cards often, just treat it as entertainment."

entertainment? Anker thought that when he was young, he did often play poker, but it was in the most exclusive clubs, smoking cigars with the most high-class people, and relaxing his mind.

In this kind of place, how can he relax and find happiness.

"I'll flip the cube, it's your turn." Gou Xiong said.

Second inning.

The luck of the card was good. Under his concentrated operation, he narrowly won the round for the fox, but the chips in front of the fox did not increase.

"Three out of five games," Fox said.

"Come again?" Anker asked, "Where is this place, and how do I leave?"

"Let's talk after this round, look, there are so many good babies, don't you want to win." It pointed to the chips on the table, "With them, you can do whatever you want."

"Is it okay to leave here?"

"As long as you want." The fox's smiling voice was drowned out by the sound of shuffling the cards. The three animals reshuffled the cards and put the numbers in front of him.

Can you leave as long as you win the game?

In another game, he tensed his nerves and concentrated on it.

This time the cards were better than last time, and he won again.

The bear patted the table angrily, the eagle threw the cards on the table unhappily, and the pigeon kept cooing.

The two consecutive victories brought Anker a strange sense of refreshment. The victory under high pressure was different from the usual ordinary victories. He found a kind of happiness similar to tightrope walking.

This joy was like the first kiss at the age of thirteen, it made him tremble all over, he had never experienced it before.

The fox was right, not only did he find happiness, he even wanted to do it again.

In the third game, he was in better condition and won again.

The fox clapped his hands happily, "Look, I told you that you can win, don't you?" As he said that, he took a few chips from the other animals' tables and put them on his own table.

"What are these chips?"

Anker curiously asked the fox, he was in a good mood.

"These are the times, and the winning player can get the time of the loser, see." The fox put the chip in front of him with its furry paws, and Anker took a closer look. The chip was bright yellow, almost like gold, not only that, each There are all kinds of beauties among the chips, they are just like living people.

"Isn't it great?" asked the fox. "With time, you can do whatever you want."

"It's pretty good." Anker muttered sincerely. He touched the chips in the fox's hand around, and when he touched the pattern of the woman in the middle, she clutched her chest and giggled coquettishly. Extremely.

"It's pretty good." He repeated with a smile, "By the way, what would happen if there were no chips?"

"You can eat the losing players without chips."

The fox withdrew his claws, pointed to the circle of bones in the room with a smile: "Look, there were many people playing here, but now we are the only ones left. If you eat enough players, you can get infinite rewards." Endless time."

"Endless time?"

"That's right, unique eternal life," said the fox.

"Great." Anker looked at the chips in front of the other animals and licked his lips: "I will definitely win."

He completely forgot what he came here to do, and put all his heart and soul into the game, one game, two games, three games. The games after that were no longer easy wins like the first two, it became normal. There are winners and losers.

But it was this kind of reincarnation between winning and losing that made him feel very excited. He kept repeating the game, and his skills were constantly honed and improved rapidly. Time passed by every minute and every second, and the chips in front of him were getting more and more.

After a protracted game, Gou Xiong lost all his chips first. He wailed, threw away his cards and ran away.

Its howling aroused a certain primitive impulse in Anker's body, and he stepped on the card table and jumped over, pressing the bear down heavily like a wild beast, and biting its neck.

The bear's skin was rough and fleshy, and it took him all his strength to tear open its throat. The gushing blood has no peculiar smell, is as clear as amber, and is as sweet as red wine.

Under the baptism of blood, Anker's restless emotions were calmed down, and he confirmed his position in the food chain. Close your eyes, sit on the ground, and take your time as if enjoying a big meal, eating the bear with only bones left.

While he was eating, the other three animals remained absolutely silent, like waiters in a top-notch restaurant, without making the slightest sound.

After eating the bear, he sat down slowly and looked at the three animals one by one.

"Aren't you afraid?" he asked.

He was answered by the sound of shuffling the cards.

"very good."

Anker showed a satisfied smile and began to draw cards.

He is more and more familiar with the rules.

In less than twenty minutes, he had won all the chips in front of the pigeon. Before the pigeon could escape, he held the white bird in his hand, opened his bloody mouth, and bit off its head. He was so hard that the pigeon was directly crushed into meat paste by him.

After eating the pigeon, he indifferently spat out the feathers in his mouth.

"Come again."

The eagle faced him, and suddenly, the eagle threw the card.

"You win, I admit defeat."

"Why?"

Anker was surprised.

"You've become one with the rules, no one can beat you."

"I see."

Anker shrugged indifferently, "It's up to you, the ending won't change anyway."

He grabbed the eagle by the wings and tore him in two.

Blood was dripping on his body, but this time, he was a bit dull, neither the eagle nor the dove resisted much.

"It's not interesting, it's not exciting at all."

He frowned and looked around, saw the smiling fox, and had an idea.

"Come on, come and play with me."

Fox's smile froze on his face.

"I?"