"Was the blackboard the key?"
Jiang Qiao sank into thought.
He looked around.
Aside from the slight changes to the blackboard, the entire environment was completely identical to the first floor. Even the extent to which the candle atop the Crystal Lamp had burned, along with the wax stains it had formed, was nearly exactly the same.
This was no simple imitation.
An imitation could never reproduce even the exact spots where the candle wax had dripped.
This was a true replication of space!
"So..."
"There really is a second floor, and there are people on the second floor too..."
Wang Yong stared at the blackboard.
He muttered to himself.
Three conspicuous check marks had appeared before the first task on the blackboard.
That meant three people had accepted the task.
"The second-floor tasks have a more generous time limit, and they even give extra time for travel." Jiang Qiao had also noticed the difference between the second- and first-floor tasks.
The tasks downstairs basically had to be completed within twenty-four hours.
And that included travel time.
It was practically urging people to their deaths!
Although the tasks were subject to a certain arrangement, among the many tasks, employees could always find one relatively close to them.
But there was no guarantee of the difficulty.
If your luck was bad,
the easy tasks might be far away, while the most difficult one could be right outside your door.
How would you choose?
An easy task could be completed effortlessly, but even twenty-four hours might not be enough just for the journey.
The moment the task went overdue, disaster would strike.
A task at your doorstep required no travel.
But its difficulty might be absurd.
Its death rate would likewise be extremely high.
At that point, an unlucky employee could only