As Jian Ran walked out of the room, the announcement came on right on cue. [The numbers of the eliminated guests will now be announced...]
After a string of numbers came the part he had been waiting for, and he pricked up his ears.
[Any guest who deliberately reveals their location will receive severe punishment...]
Jian Ran kept walking along the wall, but never heard the number he wanted.
"???" He tilted his head in confusion. "Does Lu Yanting have someone backing him? They won't even announce his number after he breaks the rules?"
His confusion lasted only a moment before he put it aside. Following Diana's memories, Jian Ran headed one level down into the ship's hold. He lit a sheet of talisman paper, then took a small compass out of his other trouser pocket and began tracking his target's location.
Behind the screen, the young staffer eating instant noodles held a mouthful of noodles in surprise and said indistinctly, "Hey, who knew? He's got quite a bit of gear!"
He turned his head. "Director, that compass he's holding must be worth at least five figures!"
"Stop calling him that. He might be your boss someday." Lu Zhendong froze the screen and zoomed in, then shook his head. "More than five figures."
"Huh?!" The young staffer hurriedly swallowed his noodles. "Don't tell me it's worth over a million?"
"It's entirely handmade. You couldn't buy one even if you had the money." Lu Zhendong gave him a sidelong glance. "Understand?"
"That's fucking awesome!" The young staffer couldn't help giving a thumbs-up, thinking, If I learned that craft from him, maybe I wouldn't have to work an eight-to-five job anymore.
As luck would have it, the compass pointed in the same direction as the hidden chamber Jian Ran had seen