Spiritual Contamination
Before long, Sima Xiao Er came knocking, too. Xu Huo told him to let himself in, and he entered without any trouble, carrying a bag of fruit. When he saw the person in the corner, he asked in surprise, "Wasn't he locked up on the Fourth Floor? How'd he end up here?"
"He went crazy and ran down himself." Xu Huo asked, "Did you find the Dungeon trigger point?"
"No." Sima Xiao Er said with a troubled look, "I searched the first, second, and third floors. Looks like the key is upstairs... How about we go look together?"
Seeing his hopeful expression, Xu Huo smiled faintly. "Are you scared?"
"Of course not!" Sima Xiao Er immediately denied it. "Do I look like the kind of person who gets scared? But we might run into danger up there. If that happens, one of us can buy time while the other gets the word out. Then the trip won't be for nothing."
"Wouldn't have guessed you were so noble." Xu Huo thought it over briefly, then agreed to go with him.
"Here, have some fruit." Sima Xiao Er pressed an orange into his hand. "I swiped these from the duty room. That nurse was sleeping like she hadn't slept in eight lifetimes—she didn't even wake up. Let's hope the duty room upstairs is the same."
Xu Huo gave him a long look. He supposed having simple thoughts wasn't such a bad thing.
The two of them went up to the Fourth Floor. Neither door stopped them; Sima Xiao Er picked the lock with ease and said, "I peeked when the nurse entered the code today. All the corridor doors have the same password."
The corridor door had become a keypad lock again, with no need for a key. Somehow, the