The humanoid monsters were frightened by the power of the explosives and didn't bother with the undeveloped semi-finished products next to them. Anyway, any transgressions would be given an electric shock warning by the aircraft.

A strange group appeared before Cheng Shuang and her two companions without any attempt to hide their presence; their numbers were far greater than expected.

I'm not referring to the white coats and blue nursing uniforms that act as NPCs, but rather to the creatures that are simply dressed, some of whom still bear traces of experimentation on their bodies.

They acted as if they had actually destroyed an underground laboratory disguised as a sanatorium.

Cheng Shuang gazed at the entire building, which was teetering on the brink of collapse due to the explosion on the first floor, and fell into deep thought.

Du Lanshan deliberately observed among the humanoid monsters. He noticed that among the figures emerging from the building, there was no one of Qingnai's companions who had fallen to the thirtieth floor. He wanted to go forward to inquire about the situation, but then he saw a few empty aircraft swarming over, seemingly eager for them to get as far away as possible. They announced to the three of them in unison, "Congratulations to the fighters from Zones C and D for winning this competition. Please return to the rest area as soon as possible. The arena will be cleaned up and reorganized."

Perhaps seeing that they were still standing there, the announcement was repeated again and again, in a way that was absolutely irritating to people, urging them on.

The monotone, even somewhat grating, mechanical voice sounded like a death knell, causing Cheng Shuang and the other two to furrow their brows in discomfort, and the creatures in the other direction also became increasingly agitated.

The mechanical noise stopped only when they stepped out of the gate, and the heavy gate closed, shutting out all the noise behind it.

The receptionist, still wearing that unchanging smile, offered a perfunctory congratulation to the three of them. When Cheng Shuang inquired about the survival of the other opponent, the receptionist said regretfully, "I'm sorry, that fighter failed the test set by the NPC and was the first to die."

Cheng Shuang was finally relieved. Although Qing Nai was unlikely to be popular enough for someone to risk their life to avenge him, she couldn't help but think that Xia Ximei was with Qing Nai. She didn't believe that there would be no concern between companions, so she naturally didn't want to leave any hidden dangers.

"The three of you performed exceptionally well, and the master has praised you highly," the receptionist said insincerely after escorting them back to their room. "He also looks forward to your next duel."

"Then can we meet the master?" Cheng Shuang asked casually. If given the chance, she certainly didn't want to give a third performance. The wanderers treated all living beings on Earth as amusement, and as a person with a conscience, she didn't want to see such a scene.

The food chain is an essential part of nature, and life and death are an inevitable cycle. But killing for pleasure should be eradicated completely if possible!

Cheng Shuang had already realized that the homeless people involved in the Nine-Story Building were not just one or two irrational loners; they were monsters with a more advanced technological civilization, and most likely, they had corresponding social relationships. Dismantling them would be extremely difficult.

Unless a single, decisive strike can save the entire Land of Death without leaving any hidden dangers, acting rashly, even if one or two powerful figures are killed and useful information is brought back, will likely arouse the suspicion of many more powerful figures, which will inevitably create greater obstacles for the maintainers entering the ninth floor, or even worse, a storm of retaliation.

Thinking of Linda and Edren, the two humans in uniform on the first floor, she silently lowered her eyes. The native humans had lost trust in the Protectors, but the Protectors could not completely ignore their lives.

After all, the Gate of Reincarnation and the Earth's consciousness have joined forces to try to reclaim not only control of the Earth, but also all things on Earth.

Of course, it's too early to consider all of this. Cheng Shuang never thought of herself as a hero who could save the world. What she needed to consider was doing the most worthwhile thing at the lowest cost.

Upon hearing the three men's request to meet with the lord, the receptionist paused, tilted his head, and said, "I need to apply and see if any lords are interested in the three of you. Please wait a moment."

A moment later, the receptionist looked up and said, "Sure, but please hand over the two boxes of explosives first. Such large-scale weapons need to be properly stored. They will be returned to the owner after we have seen the master."

Du Lanshan clicked his tongue in amazement. He had inadvertently revealed the stockpile, and it had been discovered just like that. But... just how insecure are these big shots? Not only do they put themselves in a high and mighty position, untouchable by anyone or any monster, but they even guard against two boxes of explosives that are somewhat outdated to them?

He couldn't very well hold up explosives and die together with the homeless people!

Meeting the master was more important than the explosives. Du Lanshan pursed his lips and was about to take the things out when Cheng Shuang tugged at his clothes.

“Let’s go back and discuss it.” The girl said seriously, “To correct you, it’s not two boxes. The other box was half used, and the rest got all wet.”

The receptionist, never one to dwell on minor issues, nodded and said, "We await your reply."

After saying that, he left decisively.

After the door closed, Du Lanshan regretted his actions and slapped his own mouth. He had been careless and it was no use. They were so wary of explosives; there was no way they could blast a bright path out of nowhere.

Liao Yuewei glanced at the ceiling. It wasn't safe to discuss things in the room. Often, their plans were made by passing notes like elementary school students. They didn't dare use any slightly technological electronic devices, for fear that the other party would obtain some important information.

Cheng Shuang was much more relaxed than the two of them because she had left the Zangzang Monster at the arena before leaving.

The environment here is completely different from the lower floors. There should be more than one arena on the ninth floor, even if the two arenas they participated in entered through the same gate.

The little girl's guess was not unfounded.

The previous battle was easier; the set of the deserted house in the wilderness could be temporarily set up, and the human-faced spider monster could enter the prepared scene beforehand. But this time is different. To the master, there is no distinction between invaders. Based on the information gathered from the first and second floors, her existence is at least more worthy of the master's attention than that of Qingnai and the other two.

So what reason would the lord have for letting Qingnai and the other two enter the sanatorium first, thus gaining an advantage?

If the purpose is to increase the difficulty, the role of the NPCs is enough to prove that the scene has increased the difficulty, added trouble for her, or to put it another way, given her more opportunities to kill.

Cheng Shuang suspected that the sanatorium building was real, or rather, some of the sets were real. For example, the space where the human-faced spider monsters usually rested and lived was the abandoned house. They had simply moved the abandoned house from one place to the nearby arena.

As a result, the sanatorium building, a place that housed many wild beasts and monsters, became a building that could not be easily and completely destroyed.

The destruction of the building is not important; with the technology here, it can be repaired and rebuilt in no time. However, the fact that all the monsters cultivated were wasted in this battle is perhaps not so satisfactory.

The combined area of ​​the nine-story lobby and rooms is roughly the same as that of a single floor. Cheng Shuang had been wondering if their assessment of the overall appearance of the nine-story building was flawed.

Now, she believes that, in places unseen by them, the layout of the nine-story building is far more than just this.