After hearing Bo Shuo's words, the three of them stopped their movements almost immediately, as quickly and neatly as if they had been trained.
The stairs to the second floor are winding, but luckily I have walked this way once before, and Bo Shuo has navigation.
They just walked up the stairs.
The second floor has arrived.
As if to confirm Bo Shuo's guess, the second floor was quiet and there was no one inside.
There was still a thick layer of dust on the ground, as if no one had ever set foot on it.
Bo Shuo came to the door of his room.
'404'
I unlocked the door with the key, then walked in, and found something was wrong.
There were no signs of a search in the room at all.
Before patrolling yesterday, he had carefully checked the surrounding area.
Outside the window, warm sunlight slowly invaded, leaving a bright and soft halo of light in the room.
Compared to the previous eerie and terrifying room, this one looks like a room that normal people should live in.
Although there is still some dust on it, it's not harmful.
The main thing is - this is not the room they come to at night.
In other words, the entire dormitory building is not what it is at night.
Two different spaces.
On what basis does this jump happen? Time? Day and night?
Seeing this, several people's hearts jumped, and they looked at Bo Shuo and said, "Mr. Bo, you must have discovered it a long time ago."
In this case, Black Haired Youth obviously knows more than them.
Naturally, they received no explanation.
"Do you still remember the Exam Question you got this time?"
Exam Question people naturally still have impressions.
The young man's analysis hit the nail on the head. "We now need to find the identity of 'I' first."
If you are not even sure who 'I' is, there is no need to proceed with this Exam Question.
"We have to go to Archives first."
Bo Shuo glanced at the map, and then said, "Archives is now located in Sorting Center, let's find an opportunity to sneak in."
Regarding this topic, Ni Zi obviously has information and added, "Sorting Center can only enter with one identity."
"They are 'leader', 'Packer' and 'Transporter'..."
Ni Zi paused and pointed to Janitor Uniform on his body, "And my identity, 'Cleaner'."
"But to enter Sorting Center, you need ID Badge of different colors. If the color is wrong, you will die on the spot. Only 'Cleaner' does not require ID Badge, but the mortality rate of Cleaner is extremely high. The last time we entered, there were fifteen candidates, but in the end I was the only one who survived."
Yu Zhou heard this and discovered a contradiction. "Since you said that your identity can be changed at any time, then attendance cannot be carried out. These jobs are so dangerous, wouldn't it be better for you to live in the dormitory for the first time? Wouldn't the survival rate be higher?"
"... Actually, some people have thought about it, but candidates who are not working will suddenly disappear mysteriously and never be seen again. After this experience, no one dares to be absent from work."
Everything comes full circle.
And Ni Zi has no need to lie at all.
But now there is still a question.
"You came to this Exam Venue two days ago?"
Ni Zi nodded. "Yes."
Bo Shuo felt something was wrong. "We just arrived yesterday."
The exam time doesn't match up. Is this really the same exam?
The most important point is, is this fair?
Can an unfair exam really be called an exam?
There must be something overlooked.
Before Bo Shuo could sort out his thoughts, something unexpected happened.
Ni Zi suddenly seemed to have stepped on something.
"Gululu."
A huge bottle rolled out from the clutter under the bed.
It was one or two meters long and made of glass, with a scarlet paste inside. Through the loose mouth of the bottle, a fishy and sweet smell was instantly inhaled into the nasal cavity.
Sweet.
It was as if a fire was igniting in the chest, burning more and more fiercely, and all desires were suppressed into two words that were repeated over and over again.
It smells good, it smells good, it smells good, it smells good, it smells good...
I really want to swallow it in one gulp.
"Calm down."
The next second this idea appeared, Bo Shuo felt a pain in his ears, and his vaguely shaking consciousness began to gather together.
When he turned around, he saw that 007 was tapping his ear with his Little Teaching Stick.
In fact, Bo Shuo was not so obviously bewitched. After all, his spiritual world was firmly guarded.
He just inexplicably felt that this 'thing' would be very delicious.
But the other three people did not have this idea, and were completely confused.
The three of them stared at this Blood Glass Bottle with expressionless faces, their mouths widened in excitement unconsciously, and the salivation and appetite in their eyes were astonishing.
It's like a ghost is possessed.
Bo Shuo took out the scalpel expressionlessly, and Silver White's light flashed by.
"Tear."
A blood mark appeared on the lower abdomen of the three people, and the severe pain suddenly woke up the three people who had lost their minds.
"It hurts, it hurts!"
Yu Zhou was so painful that he jumped on his feet. He covered his abdomen with one hand and staggered back while supporting the wall next to him with the other hand.
The smile that was about to reach behind the ears gradually subsided and turned into a constipated expression that was painful and twisted.
Bo Shuo sighed softly, "Are you awake?"
This sentence made the three of them stiffen, and their minds began to replay the memories just now unconsciously.