"Over here."
I wasn't bluffing when I said I knew the way.
I'd done volunteer work here, after all, and I'd already recognized that we weren't far from the old reception area.
So even with the poor conditions, Fu Qian was retracing the route he'd taken before, leading his companion down toward somewhere they could pick up equipment.
By comparison, the candidate who'd come to interview for the cleaner position wasn't nearly as sure-footed.
Not only was he dragging one leg, but his sense of direction was terrible. He started going in circles as soon as we got a little farther away. In the blink of an eye, Fu Qian had stopped for him for the third time.
Of course, this time it wasn't entirely the candidate's fault. The path ahead was blocked, too.
Squeak...
At the strange sound, Fu Qian deliberately stepped aside to stay out of range, then studied the obstacle crouched on the ground.
That's right, it was not only a humanoid creature, but one that looked like it might bite.
This time, the distorted space seemed much more lively, and its inhabitants weren't such homebodies.
In just this short time, we'd already run into two candidates out exploring. They even gave off a strikingly similar impression—
Disfigured faces, deformed limbs, and muddled minds.
In Fu Qian's view, this second person's legs seemed to be in better shape. Their crawling might not be due to any physical impairment; rather, their whole manner of moving was becoming more animalistic.
That strange sound from earlier had come from the person's head as they shoved it back and forth against the ground.
This one seemed to be in even worse mental shape.
The cleaner candidate had caught up. Fu Qian looked back and forth between the two humanoid creatures and