Carrying the Pack

Looking at the elevator at the end of the passage, Zither-Drum Harmony and put the note he was clutching tightly into his pocket.

After doing all this, she pushed the cart into the passage behind the door, Zither-Drum Harmony, she walked into the passage and then, after a dozen or so steps, arrived at the elevator.

That's right, the last of the six Key is used to open the doors leading to the elevator Key, which are located in the middle of each floor.

After pressing the button outside the elevator, Zither-Drum Harmony patiently waited for nearly three minutes.

As the Lights outside the elevator doors changed from red to green, the elevator doors slowly opened in front of her.

Unlike the complete darkness elsewhere, there was Lights inside the elevator, but it was very dim.

The elevator was quite spacious, and besides her, there were about a dozen other people pushing similar carts inside. They included men, women, young and old, and most of them remained silent.

Zither-Drum Harmony didn't know which of the Floor Administrator from other floors were Player and which were Native, because it was impossible to tell just by looking at them.

If Player wants to pretend to be Native, it's a very simple matter.

Like the others, they silently pushed their carts into the elevator. Zither-Drum Harmony stopped near the door, but the elevator doors, which should have closed automatically, did not. A few seconds later, a figure wearing a hat, head down, and a gray coat also pushed a cart into the elevator.

Because there is a platform between each floor, it is not a problem to go up or down. She tried to go upstairs yesterday, but unfortunately she did not encounter the Floor Administrator on the sixth floor.

... Is he/she the Floor Administrator on the fourth floor?

The Zither-Drum Harmony mingled, and they couldn't help but glance at each other.

After the other person entered, the elevator doors slowly closed.

There were no floor displays or buttons inside the elevator. After the elevator doors closed, the elevator started moving automatically.

This movement isn't simply going up or down; it involves moving in all directions, and people inside the elevator can clearly feel this Special movement.

Unfortunately, the spatial logic of the Zither-Drum Harmony is not very good; otherwise, the layout of the entire Apartment Building could probably be roughly deduced from the operation of the elevators.

Amidst this chaotic elevator operation, the elevator doors opened and closed dozens of times, and each time it stopped, one or two people pushed a trolley into the elevator.

In the end, nearly a hundred people had gathered in the huge elevator.

If each floor has its own Floor Administrator, then this Apartment Building must have at least a hundred floors... Therefore, Zither-Drum Harmony suspects there must be something wrong with it.

Because in that strange hall at the end, piled high with all sorts of fresh ingredients, the number of Floor Administrator active there was roughly estimated to be over a thousand...

Half an hour later, after a series of turns and lane changes, the elevator finally stopped. As the green emergency Lights at the elevator entrance lit up, the elevator doors slowly opened, revealing a vast hall that stretched as far as the eye could see.

The hall was quite large, resembling a Pepsi-style general Plaza, with various fresh ingredients piled up in each section, some still covered in Soil and water droplets.

Above each area of the library, there was a high-powered, unidentified Lights emitting a white glow. These Lights constituted the main light source in this strange hall, but because of these Lights, they could not see the dome at all.

After the elevator doors opened, everyone silently pushed their trolleys out of the elevator. At the same time, about a dozen other elevator doors next to theirs opened simultaneously.

No one dared to whisper or make a sound. Everyone's clothes were predominantly gray or black, and they mechanically and efficiently completed their daily work every night.

Zither-Drum Harmony certainly knew why things were the way they were, because all those who had dared to do these things before... had died, their deaths shrouded in mystery.

Some were swallowed whole by a gaping maw full of sharp teeth that suddenly opened beneath their feet; others had their clothes suddenly twisted into a ball and devoured; still others were bound tightly by vines that suddenly hung from the ceiling, then hoisted up and had their heads fall off a moment later... and so on and so forth.

Zither-Drum Harmony was her third time here, and on her previous two visits, she had witnessed all three of the aforementioned death scenarios.

This place may seem safe, but it is actually fraught with danger.

For the sake of Life, all the Floor Administrator who came here strictly abided by the rules that had been discovered with their Life: they didn't talk, didn't whisper, didn't gather together, and just quietly did their jobs.

However, there are always exceptions. Every day, old Floor Administrator die, and new Floor Administrator are born. If the new Floor Administrator are clever, they can still save their lives. But if they are stupid enough not to know how to read the room, they will become a pile of minced meat.

However, what worried Zither-Drum Harmony was that she was afraid that if she stayed here too long, she would become a target of attack. After all, yesterday, she had spent much more time in this huge hall than the other Herring Can Floor Administrator.

But the mission had to be completed, and all she could do was to speed up her pace as much as possible.

"So I Curse that guy..."

Looking at the note in her hand, Zither-Drum Harmony muttered to herself as she pushed the cart in front of her, following her memory from yesterday, towards the area where the Herring Can was placed.

With all the strange and miscellaneous Item listed on the note, she was sure to be busy tonight.

"... When I cook tomorrow, I'm definitely going to add some Herring Can juice to his food!!"