Chapter 2 Chapter 1 Raw Materials

- Mirage... This is the first word that comes to mind after seeing "it". The illusory oasis that briefly catches the thirsty and tired eyes of the lost in the desert flees from the spring that pursues the traveler as if on purpose. Could it be that "it" is also such a thing...? I can't help wondering, although "it" seems to be close in front of my eyes, will it disappear without a trace like a mist blown away when I reach out to touch it? "This isn't a hallucination...?" There was this murmur in my ear. Looking back, Senior Piaopao rubbed his eyes and said with a trance-like expression.Although he never used the word mirage, he was clearly in the same confusion as I was.

"who knows?" That's all I can answer. Whether the "it" in front of me really "exists", I am not sure at all; because of the current mental state of me and the senior, it is not surprising even if I see hallucinations. We are exhausted.How long did we walk the mountain road in the dark after leaving the car with no gas on the side of the road?It should be three hours... maybe more. My whole body was rattling with exhaustion, hungry and thirsty; to make matters worse, it was the beginning of September, and although the mountain was not as hot as on the flat ground, the heat and humidity still wrapped around my body like a wet towel.In the middle of the night, my vision was not good, and the dizziness caused by fatigue made me even more confused about where I was going and whether I was standing or squatting.

At first we still had the strength to point the finger at the senior who was responsible for the current situation, but later we didn't even have the energy to complain, so we could only rely on inertia and keep moving forward.Just when this inertia is about to be exhausted, "it" suddenly appears in front of our eyes - against the background of the light black night sky, it presents a sharp-angled black shadow of the building. The building was not lit, and every window on the upper and lower floors was blackened as if washed by the ink sprayed by an octopus, and there was no human breath at all.However, we entered the bungalow like desert travelers attracted by an oasis.The entrance was locked, and Senior Piao Pao broke the window and opened the lock.

Every time I think about it afterwards, I have to sweat several times, but the words "illegal trespassing" never appeared in my mind at that time.I guess, not just me, but others didn't realize that what he was doing was outright criminal. I'm not making excuses, we are really tired at this point.Rather than being paralyzed in moral values ​​and conscience, it is better to say that I am in the slightest feeling of being in a dream, and lack a sense of reality for what I do. After groping for a while, we turned on the light switch, and the light of the fluorescent lamp was draped vertically like a large white curtain, which slightly awakened the sense of reality.I remember a flash of regret that resembled anxiety, but after looking around the spacious room, I was again hit by a dizzy sense of unreality.

It seems to be a high-ceilinged living room in front of me; the reason for saying it is because there are no sofas, coffee tables and other furniture at all, neither carpets, paintings or pennants hanging, and of course there are no TVs and other household appliances. In a word, it is empty, leaving only a wide space. Perhaps our physical strength and mental strength have reached their limits, which is also one of the reasons; however, even if this reason is deducted, the scene in front of us is still extremely abnormal.If it was an empty house full of cobwebs, I could understand it; but this house is empty or not, but it doesn't feel old at all.

The walls and floors are shiny and spotless; not only does it not feel old, it is a brand new villa. I'm not the only one who was attacked by dreamlike illusions.The other three also wandered around the house together as if they were on patrol, with a trance-like expression of bewitching hands. After passing through the dining room, there is another spacious kitchen, which is decorated with luxurious system kitchen utensils.Of course, the word luxury refers to when the props are complete and sufficient to perform their due functions. But here is as empty as the living room, not half a utensil, half a bottle of seasoning, it is really desolate.

The square-shaped space that seems to be left for the refrigerator emphasizes the emptiness of nothing. Open the back door and look outside, there is a huge garage next to it, the area can park about four or five large cars, but it is also empty. We naturally divided into two groups and continued to explore; the first floor was in charge of the two girls, while senior drifter and I climbed the stairs. We inspected every room on the second floor, but it was still empty, only the dull appearance presented by the three-dimensional space. We visited in order from the lowest room, and finally entered the room next to the stairs.At this time, we have already determined that this must be an empty room, so we just treat it as an unfinished homework and just explore it by the way.

But we were wrong.We realize that the moment we step into the room. Senior Piaopao seemed to have noticed this "breath" as well, and his eyes came into focus. At first glance, the room looked like any other place, without any furniture, and even the curtains were not hung. Even so, we still feel that this place is different from other rooms, and there is really no other word except "breath". Not long after, the senior and I discovered that it was not based on ambiguous reasons such as "breath", but the sound.Something in this room seems to be making a faint sound.

What is it? Where is it again? Like ants attracted by the sugar mountain, the senior and I approached the closet room, held the handle, and opened the closet door. The impact of the soft rubber is really indescribable.I figured I wouldn't be so surprised if there was an alien standing in there. Looking back at us, it turned out to be an old refrigerator. The low-pitched mechanical operation sounded like a hysterical fly, murmuring hypnotically that we opened the door; in an instant, the golden light rushed towards our face and fell completely. Time freezes, as if only we are cut off from the outside world around us.

Floating senior's throat slid up and down. "This isn't a hallucination...?" "who knows……?" We turned on the refrigerator, exposed to the golden light waves like statues, and stood still. ——How long have we been stunned? "Hey, did you find anything?" Xiaotu's voice approached, but the senior and I were still frozen in place. "There is nothing downstairs, only a bed in the corner room." "What are you two doing?" To me, Gao Qian's voice was as distant as an echo in the mountains.I think the seniors should have the same feelings as me.

"what?" The little rabbit peeped from the side. "Isn't this beer?" That's right. It's beer. The golden light swaying coldly in the refrigerator is exactly the mountain of canned Yebisu beer, the number should be no less than fifty cans.