Chapter 1110: Chapter 496: Sorry, Wrong Bed Again_2
At this moment, the view is a thick darkness.
If because of the world being anchored, the flow of time isn’t exactly 1:1, then it should indeed be night in the Doomsday World, but this darkness isn’t coming from that.
There’s no need to spread my Divine Sense; reaching out would touch the spatial limit, only a few inches from my nose. The sensation isn’t rock, but more like wood, with dust and a strange stickiness on the surface.
Lin Li can feel he’s lying on a cold, hard floor, his back pressed against some small debris.
The space is very cramped. Lin Li realizes a flashlight from the Qiankun Ring and puts it back, deciding not to turn it on rashly. For example, if this is a zombie nest, it could easily trigger some issues.
Then Lin Li slightly furrows his brow and his pupils shrink—
Because the mutation has come!
Suddenly, a faint creaking sound comes from above, initially sparse like a mouse gnawing on boards, then intensifies, accompanied by a suppressive atmosphere and the friction of rustling sounds.
Zombies?
Someone outside attacking?
Lin Li presses his ear to the wood, changing the conduction method of sound.
Muffled and rhythmic, accompanying the faint moans of the wooden structure, these sounds become clearer and more distinct in just a few seconds, transmitted to Lin Li’s back and into his ears through the closely snuggled board.
"Ah~~"
"Ah~~"
Lin Li: "(;☉_☉)?"
When this breathy sound that departed from the atmosphere appears, Lin Li freezes.
Eh?
You gotta be kidding me.
The flashlight opens without hesitation; indeed, there is a completely ordinary plank in front of him, now slightly shaking.
And on the sides, there are hanging bed curtains.
"You’re so rough, Brother~~"
Above, a lustful female voice teasingly murmurs.
"I don’t have the surname Lu."
And another male voice chuckles wickedly, then, as the bed shakes somewhat more violently, he laughs:
"You’re very tense, Miss."
"Oh, I don’t have the surname Zhang either!!"
"..."
Lin Li: "..."
What the hell, system.
Where the hell did you transport me to!
I should be under the bed. I should be out there killing zombies, damn you!!!
Lying under the cold, dusty bed, listening to the moans of the board above and the blush-inducing conversation, Lin Li feels he can never love again.
His brain feels filled with turkey-flavored crunchies, a total mess.
What to do now?
Hold on; I’m perfectly innocent, so why not just pull away the curtains and crawl out calmly?
"Haha, sorry, you two, I got under the wrong bed. You go on, I’ve got things to do, so I’ll be leaving now. Happy lovemaking, lucky~"
Or.
"Haha, you’re doing that, but I passed out under the bed yesterday. I just woke up now."
Or.
"11111 count me in."
Or.
"Buddy, I was listening to your rhythm from below a moment ago, couldn’t be more wrong; obviously, your points of exertion are a mistake, you surely haven’t learned Huye Impact, have you? Also, miss, likewise, your legs could open a bit more, allowing for more perfect synergy..."
——"Non-hypnosis X Guide", Author: Unloving Lu.
Overall, after saying these, flash a heart wink; then it should be fine, right? Everyone understands each other?
"..."
"..."
Definitely not viable, damn it!!!!
Lin Li negates himself.
This is worse than saying I’m fighting zombies under the bed.
His temples are throbbing, matching the rhythm of the creaking above, dun-tss-dun-tss, very rhythmic, heh~
Lin Li: "..."
Screw your rhythm.
What am I even thinking right now?
Zombies, I miss you.
I’d rather face you guys than be teleported by this dumb system to listen to couples at play.
Suppressing the galloping inner grass mud horse and pulsing veins on his forehead, Lin Li took a deep breath of air filled with dust and an indescribable aroma.
It’s not Lin Li’s habit to sit still.
Moreover, honestly, after cursing the manufacturing organization of the system, Lin Li suddenly feels this isn’t too awkward, it’s actually pretty fun.
Heh heh.
Wriggling to the edge of the bed, Lin Li carefully uses his hand to lift a corner of the heavy bed curtain that blocks his view, exposing a gap adequate to observe the outside.
The view encompasses a typically dimly lit bedroom.
Ignoring a few haphazardly removed garments scattered on the floor, Lin Li mainly observes the room’s layout and quality. Though not luxurious, it’s not as desolate as one might imagine in the Doomsday World; even the bed curtain’s material isn’t poor.
Quite different from Hu Fei and their shelter.
Did I arrive at a more advanced and impressive refuge this time?
Could it be that this node is truly a temporal one, that I’ve arrived in the world before the apocalypse broke out?
Lin Li’s gaze has locked onto the direction of the room’s door—just diagonally from the foot of the bed.
It seems I can crawl out of the bed, a few steps away from the doorway.
But the problem is, the door is closed.
The door handle is press-type; should I control objects using the Invisible Sword to open the door? As long as the people on the bed remain absorbed, it shouldn’t be discovered.
However, just as Lin Li holds his breath, preparing to implement the "Hidden Dragon Emerging" plan—
"Ka-thud—squeak—"
I don’t know what’s causing the piercing noise, but it’s clearly coming from outside the door.
With Lin Li’s hearing, he can even discern what seems to be approaching footsteps.
Oh? There’s another expert.
Unlike Lin Li’s curiosity, the sound feels like a proverbial bucket of ice water poured over a blazing furnace, instantly changing the tune of the two musicians on the bed.
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