Chen Miemie returned to Room 606 on the seventh floor.
The room number 606 hanging on the door had not changed.
Opening the door, entering, and inspecting, he found nothing unusual in the room.
The great family discussion began.
Qinghua noticed a trace of solemnity on Chen Miemie's face. Miemie, are you worried about your two classmates?
Yeah, a little. Their purpose has been discovered, and 87 is already blocking their door. As the hotel's rules weaken, their room won't be able to keep 87 out sooner or later.
Just because Chen Miemie wasn't afraid of 87 didn't mean two ordinary Tier 1 Mystics wouldn't be. If 87 really managed to get in, she would definitely score a double kill.
Origami asked, Should we send them out now?
The hotel is shrouded in fog right now. Can you still send people out?
The fog does have a significant impact on spatial folding, making precision difficult to control. I can only send them out, but there will be deviations in where they end up; it won't be as accurate as usual. If we're going to send them out, it's best to do it now, before the hotel starts interfering.
Chen Miemie did not reply directly.
He thought quietly for two minutes.
No, they are adults and official Mystics. They came here with their own goals. Since they chose to wade into these muddy waters, they should have prepared means to save their own lives. If we have to rescue them right from the start, we'll never be done saving people. Moreover, and more importantly, I still have a question.
You've grown, Miemie. What's your question? Loop gave him a pat on the head.
Chen Miemie's cowlick was immune to the head-patting technique. As soon as Loop's hand left, it stubbornly stood straight up again.
If even 87 knows Mengmeng and Mian Ruyan's purpose and location, then there's no reason Yarn Ball, the boss of the hotel, wouldn't know. Mian Ruyan clearly has food that can buff its status, so why hasn't it shown up?
Qinghua strongly agreed.
That's my question too. Fat Orange Hotel accidentally ended up in the wilderness, causing some rules to start failing. 87 immediately took action. As the opposing side, Yarn Ball is nowhere to be found. Unless it has lost its ability to move, it's impossible for it to remain indifferent at a time like this.
Pure Water, as an Ancient One, was experienced and knowledgeable. He considered it from another angle:
I have seen a few consciousness-level struggles before. Generally speaking, when two consciousnesses fight for victory, they often need some concrete manifestations in the real world. For example, right now, 87 wants to kill all the guests, while Yarn Ball wants to protect the guests who follow the rules. The concrete manifestation for both sides is the life and death of the guests. Perhaps if 87 successfully kills most of the people, it counts as a victory. But I quickly overturned the speculation that guest life and death is the concrete point. According to that logic, where there is victory, there is defeat. Over all these years, 87 hasn't managed to kill many people; she should have lost miserably and been purged long ago. Yet she is still perfectly fine. Therefore, what they are fighting over must be something else.
Bobo stood to the side, forcefully emitting a fragrance in hopes of attracting Yarn Ball.
Yarn Ball did not come.
Ah!
A shrill scream rang out.
It seemed 87 had already started making her move on the guests.
Loop stood up. I'll go out and check the situation.
After modifying her appearance, Loop walked out the door. The hallway on the seventh floor was pitch black and completely empty.
She walked around once and then continued down to the sixth floor.
The scream just now had come from the sixth floor.
Just as Loop was moving slowly down the sixth-floor hallway.
The door to Room 605 opened.
87 walked out from inside.
Her hands were covered in blood, and a long streak of it was splattered across her face.
87 and Loop stood face to face, staring at each other. Neither of them took a step back.
You look unfamiliar. I don't have a check-in record for you here. You are not a guest. 87's expression was ugly.
It wasn't because she thought Loop would be hard to deal with, but because the appearance of an unexpected person meant a variable had arisen, and variables would affect her well-laid plans.
Loop glanced into the room behind 87.
A man had been stabbed through the lower abdomen, his blood pooling all over the floor.
A non-fatal wound that caused death, meaning he suffered quite a bit before dying. It seems your technique isn't skilled enough. You still need more practice. Loop was provoking her.
87 did not react. Doing things personally is indeed not my strong suit. Unfortunately, he didn't break any rules. I induced him and forcibly killed him. Originally, he could have died very easily.
What a pity.
He didn't break the rules, but, strange lady, you did. Arriving uninvited, having no room of your own, and wandering freely in the hallways, you meet the conditions for punishment.
Loop nodded. Please, let me see what you can do.
Just as 87 said, for an existence like Loop who wasn't a guest, she could mobilize the power of the entire hotel to attack; she didn't need to wield a knife herself.
The knives and forks on a nearby dining cart traced several black afterimages in the darkness, shooting like arrows to instantly pierce through Loop's chest and abdomen.
Under the immense momentum, after piercing through Loop's body, more than half of the small knives embedded themselves directly into the wall behind her.
Loop looked down at her body, then turned to look at the wall.
She acknowledged the strength of the attack. Fast, accurate, and ruthless. Not bad.
After speaking, she collapsed to the ground, bleeding all over the floor.
87 didn't know the purpose of this uninvited guest and was still a bit confused, but the plan had to continue. She dragged Loop's corpse into Room 605 and threw it together with the male corpse.
Just as she was about to close the door and look for her next prey.
A familiar voice rang out.
If possible, please store my corpse separately. I don't like my blood mixing with someone else's.
87 looked up in the direction of the voice, her pupils shrinking.
Another Loop was leaning against the doorway of Room 605, her arms crossed over her chest.
87 looked at this Loop, then turned back to look at the corpse in the room that was still bleeding profusely.
So, it turns out our Fat Orange Hotel has received a special, distinguished guest. My hospitality was lacking just now. Please forgive my rudeness.
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