Zhou Fei's file was thin and contained little of note. Wen Xishu fetched Britney's file as well.
He read quickly, committing the contents to memory with little more than a few cursory glances. Still, he tore out one particularly important page before putting the file back where it belonged.
With that done, Wen Xishu began heading toward the Mild Ward.
First, he used Zhou Fei to decipher the rules and open a small loophole. Zhou Fei's ability allowed him to introduce a slight margin of error into the rules within a limited area, according to his own will.
Then Wen Xishu switched to Chris.
For one thing, he needed Chris's body to deal with the guards. For another, he needed to explain a few things to Zhou Fei.
"Shouldn't I... be in the archive room? Why did you switch back to Chris?" Zhou Fei asked.
By then, Zhou Fei and Wen Xishu had reached the first floor of the inpatient building and were preparing to find a route to the Mild Ward.
Wen Xishu said:
"We really don't have much time. We need to hurry while the good people are still distracted by that delicious food. As for the files... I've already read them."
"I've pretty much figured out the Moderate Ward's rules. Before we reach the Mild Ward... I need to switch to Chris in case some of the good people have returned. They probably won't come back this early, but I need to play it safe."
Zhou Fei understood. Wen Xishu was worried they might have to fight.
At present, however, all the good people in the Moderate Ward had been called away. Only those who had yet to complete their transformation remained lying in the rooms.
Wen Xishu's thoughts went further.
Not long ago, he had already