Little Niece, Please Listen to the Question!

The Ultraman Mask slipped off, revealing—

A Rampage Hood!

"Fuck!"

The three below watched the projected image from inside the cave and cried, "Russian nesting dolls!"

Shen Jin calmly picked up the Ultraman Mask and put it back on. This one had never fit as well as Billy's, so he had naturally considered the possibility of it slipping off.

He had no intention of letting anyone who might leave alive see his true face.

"All right, you can leave now. Once you're out, don't come back."

A piston yanked at one side of the cave wall where the three stood, opening a gap.

It revealed a pitch-black passageway.

"Remember, keep walking along the path. Don't look back." The projector shut off along with Shen Jin's words.

Everything around them plunged into darkness. Fortunately, the scattered moonlight outside still offered a faint glow.

Both Zhao Laoda and Old Meng wore looks of disbelief, especially Zhao Laoda!

He had answered both questions horribly, yet they were still being allowed to leave?

And those two questions had been so perverse. Was he seriously asking them?

Still, they could leave after all.

Zhao Laoda said nothing more and limped out. Old Meng had a broken leg, but he supported himself against the wall and started making his way out as well.

Yang Ao looked at the suddenly opened wall and felt that things were not so simple.

"This game was far too easy. It's not right. Something's definitely not right!"

But he did not remain crouching inside. He dusted himself off and walked out, his pants pocket stuffed with something shit-yellow.

A long passageway stretched before the three of them, and as they walked, their paths converged.

"Zhao Laoda, what do we do?"

"Go. Let's get out first. While the zombies are inactive at night, we'll return to the supermarket and figure things out from there."

After taking a few steps through the passage, they spotted a patch of light. Zhao Laoda cautiously checked their surroundings and found nothing but darkness. There were no infrared cameras or anything overhead.

"Shh."

The three quietly moved toward the light.

A hidden door!

For some reason, it had not been shut properly, allowing them to discover it.

Then Zhao Laoda saw a computer monitor displaying footage of them being trapped in the cave.

Beside the computer desk sat someone wearing an Ultraman Mask.

The three turned and exchanged glances.

"The mysterious man!"

They had not expected the owner of the house to be hiding here. No wonder the passageway had been so dark—it was to keep them from noticing anything strange and tracing the network cable here!

Blood rushed to Zhao Laoda's head. He pulled a Military dagger from his pant leg.

Old Meng was startled. He grabbed Zhao Laoda and said in an extremely low voice, "Don't be impulsive. Leave now!"

His voice was filled with unshakable determination.

Feeling Old Meng's grip, Zhao Laoda asked quietly, "Why? Did you get scared?"

Old Meng shook his head. "Go!"

Yang Ao had already stopped caring about the two of them. He turned and left without the slightest hesitation.

Zhao Laoda's eyes flickered for a moment. He looked at the road ahead, then at the "mysterious man" in the room.

He chose to leave with Old Meng, supporting him as they went.

Shen Jin, seated before the surveillance wall, let out a breath and released the red lever.

Fortunately, Zhao Laoda had made the right choice.

Otherwise—

The first question had not been asked for no reason. Through their answers, Shen Jin had wanted to see whether these people still possessed any conscience.

If their answers had been antisocial, selfish, or complete nonsense, Shen Jin would not have let them go so easily.

The second question had been something Shen Jin improvised that day, suddenly thinking of it after putting on the Ultraman Mask.

Though it was not particularly rigorous, people who believed in light could not have hearts that were too dark.

Zhao Laoda had failed to answer either question, so Shen Jin had given him this test.

After only a few steps, the three reached the end of the passage, where a stone wall stood before them.

Bang!

Under the powerful pull of a piston, a crack opened in the stone wall—just wide enough for one person to pass through.

The three passed through one after another, and the stone wall was about to close.

Yang Ao suddenly turned around and ran back into the passageway.

"You two go on. I'm not going back to the supermarket. The food there will run out soon, and I'm not as ruthless as you. I probably won't survive until the end."

The scattered moonlight outside cast shifting light and shadow across Yang Ao's face.

"Hey! Xiao Yang, don't—"

Bang!

The piston closed. Zhao Laoda and Old Meng stood outside in a daze for a long while.

Soon, Yang Ao arrived at the door of the brightly lit room.

He pushed it open.

Shen Jin noticed through the cameras in time. His gaze turned cold, and a sneer appeared on his lips. "So there really is someone who overestimates himself?"

His hand returned to the red lever. Shen Jin would not give him a second chance.

Yang Ao suddenly dropped to his knees and shouted, "Please take me in, Boss! I'm willing to join your Gathering Place! I'll do any dirty or exhausting work you give me!"

This—

Shen Jin froze.

Before he could react, Yang Ao continued.

"I know the person up ahead is fake. If I dared to make any reckless move, there would definitely be traps below far more vicious than the ones above waiting for me."

Shen Jin smiled. He neither denied nor admitted it, merely speaking through the microphone. "Why should I take you in?"

Hearing the voice from here, Yang Ao was delighted. As expected, he had gambled correctly. The big shot who had built this place was not someone difficult to get along with.

Otherwise, he would not have gone to such lengths just to give the few of them a reason to leave.

"I'm young, strong, and obedient. I can do any kind of work! Cough, cough. As long as I don't have to play those weird games."

Shen Jin's face darkened. Not everyone liked playing male Russian Roulette, all right!

"Oh, right! My logical reasoning is insanely good!"

Shen Jin had been somewhat hesitant, but upon hearing that, he immediately made his decision.

"For believing in light, I'll let you go. I don't need young men. Same as before: keep walking along the path. Don't look back."

Yang Ao wanted to say more, but Shen Jin mercilessly muted him.

After leaving Room No. 1 of "Yellow," Shen Jin returned to the basement.

Then he saw Li Moxiao licking the bottom of the pot.

At that moment, time seemed to stop.

Shen Jin had not expected this.

Li Moxiao froze for a moment, set down the pot, and switched to a girlish voice.

o(〃'▽'〃)o

"Uncle, I'm so hungry. Can you cook something for me again?"

Shen Jin was stunned. "Li Moxiao, did you lose your memory? We just ate an hour ago."

"But I'm hungry again. Just one packet of noodles."

"Too ugly. Rejected."

Li Moxiao put down the pot, her expression turning stern.

(pouts): "Shen Jin, you've changed."

"Hey, hey, hey! How did you change your expression so fast?"

"You weren't like this before."

"We weren't close before either, were we?"

"I get it now. You only care about yourself."

"I was the one who cooked your noodles just now. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Li Moxiao pouted, and tears began streaming down her face. "Sob, sob~ Mom was right. Men can never be relied on."

Shen Jin's face darkened. He snatched the copy of My Ambiguous Life with a CEO from her hands and roared:

"You're not allowed to read romance novels anymore!!!"

Li Moxiao: (;′⌒`)

In the end, Shen Jin still cooked a bowl of noodles for his cheap little niece. He simply could not withstand that resentful gaze.

As Li Moxiao ate, Shen Jin stood beside her, clicking his tongue.

"You eat quite a lot. So why don't you gain any weight?"

Li Moxiao snapped, "Where are your eyes looking? Pervert!"

Shen Jin remained unmoved and said calmly, "At your belt."

Li Moxiao paused, then became even angrier. "Aaaaaah!!!"

Seeing that his cheap little niece was already preparing to mooch off him, Shen Jin decided to teach the child some principles of how to conduct herself.

And take the opportunity to impart his Thirty-Six Rules of the Apocalypse.

Otherwise, she might ruin the great situation he had painstakingly built over the past three months.

"Now I'm going to ask you a question. It's very important, so answer carefully."

Seeing Shen Jin's serious expression, Li Moxiao nodded solemnly, feeling the atmosphere grow heavy.

"Li Moxiao, please listen to the question!

Question: In the apocalypse, in some uninhabited place, you encounter a sleazy pervert molesting a pitiful girl. You are fully armed and incredibly strong. What should you do?

A: Go up and kill him. You are the embodiment of justice!

B: Throw a rock at him from afar, then calmly leave after ruining his fun.

C: Pretend you saw nothing and sneak away from the side.

D: Secretly approach him, then try to persuade him nicely and see whether he can join you."

Li Moxiao rolled her eyes. "Are you serious about option D?"

Shen Jin coughed dryly. "Pick one already!"

Li Moxiao lowered her head and thought for a long time, then said timidly, "Can I choose C? I'm a coward. I'm scared of perverts."

"Haha, that's wrong. How do you know the other person—

Wait! You chose C?"

Shen Jin's breath caught. You're not following the script at all, are you!?

Li Moxiao nodded timidly, but seeing that Shen Jin's expression was off, she quickly corrected herself.

"Then should I choose B? I heard that when men are doing that, if they get startled, they'll... they'll turn into caterpillars?"

Shen Jin's teeth hurt just looking at her. What the hell was that? Why was her knowledge of this so extensive?

Li Moxiao looked at Shen Jin's strange expression but still shook her head firmly. "I definitely won't choose A and throw my life away! Whoever has a sense of justice can go instead."

"Unbelievable, Li Moxiao! I prepared that question for nothing. You really are a bastard!"