Trembling At A High Altitude

"I'm mainly afraid of danger outside, and I can easily escape by myself, but if you are with me, I won't be able to protect you," Li Teng shook his head.

"I'll wait for you at the door. Don't go far. If there's danger, come back quickly!" Liu Yin could only agree.

"I will." After saying this, Li Teng opened the security door and went out.

White mist drifted everywhere outside, making it impossible to see clearly more than two meters away.

Li Teng carefully walked a few steps within a two-meter range of the door and then listened intently to the sounds coming from the white mist.

Just then, a quadrupedal animal about thirty centimeters tall suddenly burst out from the white mist, leaped up, opened its mouth full of sharp fangs, and fiercely bit Li Teng's thigh.

Li Teng screamed in agony, swung the kitchen knife to chop at it, but missed. He hurriedly fled back into the house and shut the security door.

"Ah... so much blood!" Liu Yin screamed, looking at Li Teng's mangled thigh.

"What the hell was that?" Li Teng cursed, staggering to the couch to sit down, he pulled off his sleep pants to check the wound on his leg.

The bite was deep, reaching the bone, causing Li Teng to grimace in pain.

"Told you not to go out, didn't I? You just wouldn't listen!" Liu Yin stood at a distance, trembling all over, afraid to come closer to see Li Teng's wound.

Li Teng, enduring the pain, went to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and fiercely rinsed the wound.

The agony...

Screams tore his heart apart.

"Find a sewing needle and thread for me," Li Teng said to Liu Yin during a scream.

"Okay." Liu Yin hurriedly searched around for them.

A few moments later, she actually found a needle and thread in a bedroom drawer and hurriedly handed them to Li Teng, standing sideways.

"What do you need the needle and thread for? To sew up the wound?" Liu Yin asked Li Teng.

"What do you think?" Li Teng tried several times to thread the needle but failed, then handed it back to Liu Yin to help him.

After threading the needle, Liu Yin handed it back to Li Teng.

Li Teng screamed in pain while he sewed up his wound.

No technique to speak of, just trying to get the wound to stop bleeding.

Liu Yin sat with her back to Li Teng, then started crying there.

"You're not the one in pain, so why are you crying?" Li Teng asked Liu Yin.

"Just thinking about it hurts," Liu Yin responded to Li Teng.

"You'll get used to it once you've had enough pain. However painful, it's nothing compared to the pain women endure giving birth," Li Teng grimly chuckled a few times.

"I admire you so much, having been through so many brutal events, enduring pains others couldn't bear," Liu Yin didn't know what else to say.

"That's because my dad picked my name poorly," Li Teng sighed.

"What?" Liu Yin didn't quite understand.

"Read my name."

"Li... Teng."

"Right, I hurt, always hurting, not a day has passed without pain," Li Teng chuckled again.

"You..."

"Go boil some water for me, let it cool down in the cup, I want to drink water," Li Teng instructed Liu Yin.

"Okay." Liu Yin quickly went to the kitchen.

After half an hour of agonizing screams, Li Teng finally finished sewing himself up.

After drinking the water Liu Yin boiled, he went to the bedroom.

"I want to sleep for a while," Li Teng's face was very pale.

"Is your wound likely to get infected?" Liu Yin asked worriedly.

"If it gets infected, there's nothing I can do about it, I can only leave it to fate." Li Teng now somewhat understood why that fat director called Liu Shiyuan 'twisted.'

This Time Bubble, the so-called Time Prison, hidden dangers were too many!

What has appeared so far is just the tip of the iceberg.

More bizarre things may occur in the future.

Just as he was about to lie down, Li Teng glanced at the countdown timer on the wall unintentionally.

He suddenly realized that the 30-day countdown had actually changed!

It was still stagnant, but 40 minutes had been reduced!

What did that mean?

Li Teng could not figure it out.

He was very tired right now, quite exhausted after losing blood, and couldn't think clearly about this matter for the moment, he could only lie down to rest for a while.

"Can I just sit by your bed?" Liu Yin dared not be alone and had to ask Li Teng.

"Of course," Li Teng responded to Liu Yin, then lay down.

Liu Yin moved a chair and sat down by Li Teng's bed, and after a while, she went over and closed the door of the bedroom, then returned to Li Teng's bedside.

After thinking it over, she moved the chair to the other side of the bed, a spot further inside the room, facing the direction of the bedroom, finally feeling somewhat secure.

Not long after, Li Teng fell into a deep sleep, but his sleep was restless, occasionally letting out muffled groans.

Watching Li Teng in his deep sleep, Liu Yin felt far from calm.

One could imagine how much his leg hurt.

Being able to sleep despite such pain was quite a feat.

After sitting for a while, Liu Yin also started to doze off.

She struggled to stay awake for a while, but couldn't hold on and eventually slumped over by the side of Li Teng's bed.

...

"Gao Fei, are you saying that as long as we keep running hard on the treadmill, we won't end up in last place?" Elsa stopped on the treadmill and confirmed with Gao Fei.

Elsa and Gao Fei's house, just like the house where Li Teng and Liu Yin were, also had treadmills, and a countdown on the wall.

"Yes, only running on the treadmill can increase this number, and this number can also be used to buy food, it must be the Time Index. Just run, there can't be an error," Gao Fei answered Elsa.

"But can we outrun Li Teng? Can we outrun that military couple?" Elsa lacked confidence.

"As long as we outrun the nitpicker and the fat lady, we'll be fine," Gao Fei encouraged Elsa.

"Alright then," Elsa reluctantly started running again.

...

"Hit me again! If you hit me again, I'll fight back! Don't think a good man won't fight with a woman!"

Huang Xun and Luo Bijiao were also staying in the same kind of house as Li Teng, Liu Yin, Gao Fei, and Elsa.

"So I hit you, what are you going to do about it?" Luo Bijiao chased after him and slapped Huang Xun with another 'Ruyi Flying Palm.'

Huang Xun, his face swollen and bruised, spun through the air.

"Hahahahaha..." Luo Bijiao let out a burst of loli laughter.

This laughter felt extremely terrifying to Huang Xun.

"Director! Director! This is too unfair! Even without the Ruyi Flying Palm, I still can't beat her! How is this fair? Feminism should have its limits, right? We can't keep playing like this, someone could get hurt!" Huang Xun yelled at the ceiling, hoping the director could hear his cry for help.

"Stop shouting! Here your cries go unheard, no matter if you scream to the heavens or beg to the earth! You dare fight back? Come on, let's continue... hahahahaha..." The terrifying loli voice rang out again.

"Oh my God! Am I in a horror movie?" Huang Xun cried.