Making a necklace out of an enemy's head was not exactly a new idea. As a stunt, its entertainment value could only be considered average.
But that shameless spirit of a bastard—jumping out to viciously squeeze any soft persimmon he saw—was itself a kind of stunt.
"Sure. Once we get out, I'll have Adjutant give you another five hundred points." Su Ming approved of his cousin's efforts to liven up the mood. He stretched, then turned to Black Mouse beside him. "So, Brother Mouse, shall we keep moving? The space in this employee break room is too chaotic. There's no sense of direction here, so we still need you to lead the way."
Just as mentioned before, the area before them looked as though Mirror Dimension magic had been cast upon it. Climbing the stairs from this side might mean emerging upside down from another staircase at the other end.
Identical stairs and platforms were everywhere, and there were no buildings that could serve as landmarks. Walking through a three-dimensional maze in pitch-black darkness while dealing with DEBUFFs like random teleportation—Su Ming decisively chose to let the big shot lead the way.
Besides, even if they stepped on a "landmine" and triggered some trap or monster in the maze, it would not be much of a problem. Black Mouse could not possibly die here anyway.
"Alright, let's get going." Mouse did not object. He stopped whistling his little tune, rolled his neck, and resumed leading the way. As he walked, he even began teaching them. "Spatial disorder is actually a very easy problem to solve. In drawing, there's a method called labeling, specifically used to counter spatial disorder."
He explained how each plane in a painting could be assigned a number, with those numbers used to determine relative distances and