Although everyone had chosen a room according to the script's arrangements, the so-called script was really just the players' conjecture. There was no way everyone would obediently stay in their own rooms.
Based on Su Bai's experience, after Yue Zhengqing and the others went to the second or third floor, they would still gather in someone's apartment, just as he and Zhang Yibu had, to discuss their next steps or even agree to act together.
But those plans probably had little to do with Su Bai and Zhang Yibu.
After all... they were newcomers.
If Yue Zhengqing, or even Sang Sang, had intended to help them, they would at least have left a word or two of advice before leaving, as Feng Ling had. Unfortunately, there weren't many lunatics in the Nightmare World like Lan Xingchen, who helped newcomers with an almost crazed dedication to atoning for his sins.
Most of the time, newcomers without sufficient ability would simply be abandoned.
Only newcomers who made it through on their own could continue surviving in the Nightmare Game, and players who had come that far naturally weren't particularly eager to help others.
But none of that was the focus of Su Bai's thoughts right now.
After Su Bai pushed open the door to Room 101, he found a pitch-black room beyond it. He felt around for the switch beside the entrance, and warm yellow light illuminated the completely unfamiliar apartment.
There were no strange smells in the apartment. The minimalist living room before him was clean and tidy, and even the coffee table in front of the sofa held the same pastries and candies as the reception room. Appliances like the refrigerator and television were all plugged in, as though someone had been living here all along.
There was no "mirror"