S-level high-risk personality, you call this a pitiful thing?

Chapter 93: Dream Core Space 93
When we arrived at the living room, the man came out of the room with a serious expression.

"Is it an earthquake?"

"It should be! Let's take the baby out!"

The two of them discussed what Lan Tong would do next in just a few words.

Because it was best not to take the elevator at this time, the couple pulled Lan Tong down the stairs. The man rushed in front with a flashlight, and the woman followed behind holding Lan Tong.

There are many other families in the corridor who are in the same situation.

The sirens rang out for a long time, like a sharp phoenix cry piercing the night sky.

Among the group of people going downstairs, someone shouted.

"Earthquake warning! It's an earthquake! Run!"

People quickened their pace. Those with children pulled their children, those with pets at home held their pets, and those who were alone held valuables at home. The corridor was suddenly blocked with people.

"boom--"

There was a strong sense of falling as the building shook. Everyone could feel that the building had suddenly dropped a distance, and they seemed to be put in a glass bottle.

When the bottle falls unexpectedly, the contents in the bottle will not fall down immediately, but there will be a pause and buffer process, staying in the air for a while, and then falling down with the bottle.

Suddenly, there was a sound of cement collapsing from below, and voices began to become chaotic. People's screams and wails filled the entire corridor for a while.

After a while, a voice for help came from below.

"Someone help me, my husband is buried down there!"

"My child is down there too, please save him, I beg you——"

"The fifth floor below has collapsed. Is there anyone living on the sixth floor? Quickly open your door and let's escape through the window!"

Fortunately, Lan Tong was on the eighth floor and was not affected, but the upper part of the building also began to collapse. Unlike the lower part which was deep in the ground, the collapse above was discontinuous and tilted, with the entire floor cracking and falling down, bringing with it thick dust that covered the sky.

The person was choking and almost suffocated.

The earthquake stepping modes are mainly divided into vertical stepping and inclined collapse.

Vertical collapse is relatively rare, which is the case downstairs. Generally speaking, a building sinks vertically into a crack in the ground. Inclined stepping is the case upstairs. The probability of occurrence in an earthquake is more than 98%. Generally speaking, the floor tilts and falls.

It seemed like someone opened the door on the sixth floor, and everyone ran out through his window.

The corridors are slowly being cleared and the space is becoming less crowded.

The man let the woman hold Lan Tong and walk in front, while he walked behind them. His tall and strong stature prevented anyone from pushing Lan Tong and the woman to the back.

Following the evacuation procession of the crowd, Lan Tong walked to a house on the sixth floor. The wide open window allowed him to see the ground level.

As soon as Lan Tong entered the house, he felt another more violent earthquake coming.

The people in the house who were originally orderly were immediately frightened and lost their order, scrambling to squeeze towards the windows. Originally, if they walked out one by one, it would not take long for everyone to get out, but now with such a squeeze, they were stuck in a ball and no one could get out.

The woman was so anxious that she kept crying, and the man immediately pulled the two of them to another room, broke the glass in the room with one hand and let the two go first.

The woman held the man's bleeding hand in distress.

After the window was broken, it immediately attracted more people's attention.

The people in the corridor began to squeeze into the rooms frantically, and the people in the rooms squeezed towards the windows desperately.

The man didn't hesitate and quickly pushed Lan Tong and the woman to the window.

But in just a few seconds, the building sank a little more.

Only half of the window was left open to the ground, and the other half was buried in the soil.

"Baby! You get out first!"

The situation was too chaotic, Lan Tong only heard this sentence clearly in the noisy voices, and then the man stood in front of them, and the woman pushed Lan Tong to the ground. Lan Tong just stood up, and heard a loud "bang" behind him.

When she turned around, the sixth floor had already been swallowed up underground!
The windows of the higher floors were close to the ground, and many people broke out of the windows and fled, like countless birds escaping from cages, leaving the cages and flying to all corners of the world.

Lu Li shouted, "The ground is cracking, run!"

"If I die here, will I really die?"

"nonsense!"

Upon hearing this, Lan Tong ran towards a more open place. On the way, she asked the people who had just come out of the window which floor they were from.

Their answer was the eleventh floor.

But in the blink of an eye, the sixth floor was buried deep underground.

When I ran all the way to the entrance of the community, the surrounding environment was much safer than being in a complex of buildings.

Lan Tong couldn't help but look back.

So if the woman and the man hadn't protected her and let her go first, she would have been dead?
It was obvious that the couple were just NPCs who had received a mission, but at this moment, Lan Tong felt inexplicably confused.

Is this the characteristic of a “pseudo-world”?
Take advantage of human empathy, compassion and guilt, and don't choose to kill them in the disaster, but let the NPC rescue them, and then let them stay here voluntarily.

It is smarter than wanton massacre, but also more despicable.

"elder sister!"

A little girl rushed out from the crowd, grabbed Lan Tong's hand, and cried heartbreakingly.

Lan Tong looked at her empty face and couldn't remember which NPC this person was.

People who have lost their faces can only be recognized by their body shape and voice. The girl looks to be about the same size as Lan Tong is now. Maybe they are classmates, but shouldn’t classmates call her “sister”?

She cried so pathetically that it was hard for Lan Tong to remember from the sound of her voice.

"Sister! Have you seen my mother? My mother asked me to come out first, and then I was brought out by an aunt. I couldn't find my mother. Have you seen my mother come out?"

Lan Tong stared at her in confusion.

The "fake world" seemed to realize that Lan Tong did not recognize it, and gradually, two crossed red ropes appeared on her blank face.

Land from:"……"

Lan Tong asked in her mind: "Lu Li, why did you come out?"

Lu Li knew that Lan Tong was deliberately laughing at her.

It is so interesting to hear people making fun of the genuine product in front of the fake one that is disguised with all its fancy sounds.

"She is worthy of calling me by my name?"

Lu Li was very disgusted with this weird imitator. The fake was made to look like this, which really lowered her value.

Lan Tong remembered where he had seen her before. It seemed that when he was coming back from school, the mother of the NPC "Lu Li" in front of him had talked to the woman.

"It seems that this pseudo-world is not very intelligent. It can only randomly match NPCs with faces I have seen, but it has no way of knowing the specific relationship between me and these people. It even photoshopped your face into them."

Lu Li crossed his arms in dissatisfaction, and she was so angry that she sat up from the sofa.

"Look carefully, there is nothing on her face except the red string. The low-level trick of the pseudo-world can only identify the features I added later, but it cannot copy and identify my facial features."

Lan Tong casually comforted NPC Lu Li and then hid aside.

"So many people's faces have been copied, why can't yours be copied?"

As I was asking, I heard the sound of sudden brakes, followed by something being knocked several meters away and falling to the ground with a "bang".

(End of this chapter)