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No one knows what will happen after the awards ceremony on the third floor.

If everyone can leave smoothly, everyone will be happy, but what if... it's not like this? What if only those who participated in the award ceremony on the third floor can leave, and others who can't get there in time will be left here forever?

It's a matter of life and death. Even if you force someone who already has doubts to complete such a task, it's like building a house on dangerous rocks. The copy will affect the whole body. If there is a slight disturbance, people's hearts will be upset.

, everything may be lost.

As for Brother Hu and Ah Bao, they are simple-minded, easy to manipulate, emphasizing feelings, and have bottom lines.

And Wen Jianyan has always been good at guessing people's hearts.

He knows what type of role the other person likes, so he will habitually put on a mask and play the role that is most conducive to gaining trust.

And this kind of trust comes in handy in this situation.

Wen Jianyan looked at them and asked, "How is it?"

"..."

Brother Hu and Abao looked at each other and nodded.

After Wen Jianyan gave a few brief explanations, they took the Lucky Boy from Wen Jianyan's hands and followed the direction of his fingers and went downstairs.

Soon, the two figures disappeared into the dim and red corridor.

After watching the two people leave, Wen Jianyan turned his head slightly and looked in the direction of the "security guard".

There was not a single figure in the depths of the corridor, only a heart-stopping darkness.

The Lucky Boy has been taken away, and Wen Jianyan has also lost the only tool that can determine the location and presence of the security guard.

The administrative building is shrouded in strange red lights and is as quiet as a tomb.

Wen Jianyan looked away:

"The rest of you, follow me."

"Slow down and don't make any noise." His voice was very low. "The most important thing is, remember to stick to the wall."

Under the leadership of Wen Jianyan, the group of people walked slowly, step by step, with their backs against the wall, towards the depths of the corridor.

The air in the corridor was bitingly cold, and the unknown feeling of not knowing where the danger came from sent chills down the spine and sweat on the palms of the hands. However, Wen Jianyan, the leader, seemed to be calm all the time. He walked step by step at an ever-increasing speed.

Slowly and evenly, lead the team forward.

There were faint sounds of running and talking downstairs.

Wen Jianyan knew that this meant that Brother Hu and Abao were in place.

He did not change the speed of his action, he was still pressing against the wall, moving forward step by step.

Soon, they arrived at the stairs going up to the third floor.

The dark stairwell stood in front of me.

Like the previous floor, the iron door between the second and third floors has also disappeared.

The stairs lead straight upward without any obstruction in between.

Wen Jianyan stopped.

His light-colored eyes flickered slightly in the darkness, staring above intently, and he whispered:

"wait."

wait?

What are you waiting for? How long?

As if seeing the doubts of the others, Wen Jianyan lowered his voice and said:

"The key is the time difference."

Since they are going to the third floor, it means that they must now break the rules and be forced to face the security guard.

In this case, this time point becomes particularly critical.

As long as the time between [breaking the rules] and [frontal confrontation] is longer, the greater the possibility of their safety.

Theoretically, the moment the security guard triggers the boy's voice to attract wealth, it is also the moment it is farthest away from them.

“The moment we hear ‘Welcome,’ we take action.”

Wen Jianyan said.

If all goes well, they should be able to get to the third floor before security arrives.

Several people nodded, indicating that they understood.

The wait seems to be endless.

The heartbeat was pounding in the chest, and the breathing that was deliberately suppressed became turbid and rapid.

Time passed by minute by minute, but the empty corridor in front of me seemed no different from a few minutes ago. This feeling was very painful.

Suddenly, without warning, a cheerful voice mixed with the sound of sizzling electricity came from another stairwell in the distance:

“Welcome!”

The moment the dead silence was broken, the continuous sounds of movement and conversation downstairs stopped instantly.

Almost at the same time, Wen Jianyan shouted in a low voice:

"Walk!"

Before he finished speaking, he took steps without hesitation and rushed upstairs as fast as possible!

The others followed closely behind and rushed upstairs with him.

The sound of rapid footsteps echoed in the narrow corridor, like a noisy heartbeat.

There was no sound behind them, and there was no figure chasing after them. However, the group of people ran as fast as if they were being chased by ghosts.

The road from the second floor to the third floor should have been short, but at this moment, it seemed to be deliberately stretched, and it was surprisingly long.

The dark corridor extends upward, but no matter how you run, you can't reach the end.

However, under their full sprint, the corridor on the third floor had already appeared in front of their sight.

——Almost there!

Coming soon!

Wen Jianyan was about to rush upward with all his strength.

Suddenly, he was shocked, as if he felt something.

"..."

Wen Jianyan subconsciously turned his head and looked down.

Through the narrow gap in the stair handrail, I could vaguely see the dark stairwell and the second-floor corridor outside the stairwell.

The dark red light smeared on the ground outside the stairwell will be an ominous glaze.

On the smooth, mirror-like ground, a floating black shadow could be vaguely seen. It seemed almost like an illusion at first glance, but...

Wen Jianyan took a closer look and shuddered involuntarily.

It was a tall, twisted human form.

It's security.

It came much faster than planned.

...much faster.

Wen Jianyan was startled and felt a shiver rising rapidly from his back.

It seemed that the third rule had a much higher priority than the second rule, so the security guard moved much faster than he imagined.

It slowly and stiffly stepped forward and stepped into the stairwell.

The moment it stepped in, some invisible changes seemed to have occurred in the stairwell, and a cold feeling came from under the feet. Wen Jianyan glanced down subconsciously.

The stairwell was very dark, but Wen Jianyan was still wearing the glasses that Orange Candy lent him, so he could clearly see what was going on under his feet.

It should have been dark cement steps, but for some reason, under the weak light, the originally cold and hard ground turned out to be a pale and weird color, and the texture... didn't look like cement, but looked like the skin of a dead person.

And, as time went by, blurry faces, twisted, and twisted limbs that were pressed together began to gradually appear, with outlines stacked on top of each other, which was frightening to look at.

"!"

Wen Jianyan's heart beat violently, and cold sweat broke out in his palms.

Now, he finally understood why he felt such a strong sense of oppression in the administrative building.

The number of corpses in this building was more than any other building...

He had known for a long time that Yuying Comprehensive University was a deliberate burial ground, and every classroom was filled with corpses. But what he didn't expect was that the entire administrative building was made of corpses!

With each step up, the outlines of these corpses became clearer. They were squirming under their feet, as if they were struggling to break free from the frame of the stairs.

"Don't look back, keep going!"

Wen Jianyan gritted his teeth.

The ground beneath his feet became softer and softer, and his cold limbs bulged and bulged, creating a scene like a drawing from hell.

In the upper right corner of the sight, the health value began to drop rapidly and began to gradually enter the red warning area.

Suddenly, a cold touch came from his ankle. Wen Jianyan was pulled so hard that he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He turned his head in shock.

A corpse broke free from the steps and clung to his ankle.

Pale, sticky palms and arms, a squeezed and deformed head, empty eye sockets and a mouth that was open wide, as if it was screaming silently.

And behind it, there are invisible shadows gathering.
To be continued...