Nasha pushed the cart to the room closest to the balcony and said to Ning Que while making the bed, "This is the only empty bed in this room. There are six people in one dormitory, so you all need to get along well. Lights out here are at 10 o'clock. We have a rule book in each room with details, so you can just check it out when the time comes. You should come with me to the dining area the first time, but you'll have to go by yourself from now on."
She got everything done very quickly and took out the trash from the room. When she walked out of the elevator, she saw a thin girl carrying a large bag of snacks and lunch boxes.
The girl was really skinny. Her arms and legs were as thin as bamboo poles. Her bones were covered with thin skin without a trace of flesh. It seemed that if she did some strenuous exercise, her whole body would fall apart like a skeleton.
Ning Que was a little frightened by the sight of such a skinny figure, and he couldn't help but say, "So thin! This is too thin!"
Nasha looked back, as if she was not surprised. "Oh, this girl has been here for a year and a half. She seems to be in the same dormitory with you."
"How long do most people stay here?" When Ning Que wanted to turn around to take a closer look at the girl's face, he found that the elevator door had already been closed tightly.
Nasha thought for a moment and said, "Usually it takes one to two months."
"Didn't you just start losing weight a month or two ago? And you left already?" Ning Que asked.
"This little bit of time is enough. You'll still lose weight after you go out. Now that we're here, this is where we'll eat," she said, pointing to a room.
A variety of delicious food was placed on a long table, most of which were high-calorie bombs such as cakes, roast chicken, and milk tea. Only a very small number were low-fat and low-calorie, which had nothing to do with the so-called weight loss training camp.
Nasha took a plate and handed it to Ning Que, "Help yourself. If it's not enough, you can take it home."
"Oh, I see." Ning Que took it, picked up some food at random, and followed her.
Ning Que looked at Nasha and walked straight to the seat with the plate in her hand, a little confused, "Don't I have to pay?"
"No need." Nasha found an empty table, pulled out two tissues from the side, and wiped the table and stool carefully before letting Ning Que sit down.
Halfway through the meal, Nasha suddenly said, "Dolphin, you should take the incense burner and incense with you!"
Ning Que quickly refused, "No, no."
"I'm telling you, there was a girl who didn't believe it and refused to take it because she thought it was too much trouble. Later, I heard that it looked like her flesh had been eaten by some unknown thing. It was horrible. There was blood all over the floor. When the police came, they stepped on it and it felt like cheese was being pulled apart." Nasha said to Ning Que while chewing, gesturing with her hands to illustrate the terrifying scene. However, his slightly strange Mandarin completely destroyed the terrifying atmosphere.
Finally, she asked, "Are you really not afraid of being skinned and eaten?"
Ning Que bared his teeth and stuffed the last bite of rice on the plate into his mouth. "If it dares to come, I can let it experience this feeling. No need to bring that thing. I'll go pack some barbecue to eat back. No need to see me off."
"Wait, bring your badge over here. You'll need it to enter the room." Nasha handed the badge over and asked again, "Are you really not going to buy a set?"
Ning Que took the sign and said, "Thank you. I would have thought you were getting commission or shares, or maybe you were doing sales." Then he walked towards the long table next to him.
Nasha still had half a plate of food left to eat. Ning Que brought the barbecue, greeted her, and then went back.
Ning Que followed the route he remembered and opened the door with his own badge. There was only a girl inside, sitting on the sofa watching TV with the volume turned up very loud. When she saw Ning Que come in, she immediately turned down the volume.
She was the thin girl Ning Que had just seen in the elevator. Now he could see her more clearly.
The skin on his face seemed glued to his skull, the veins on his temples bulged out, his eyeballs seemed relatively fuller than his awkward face, and his lips were an unhealthy pale pink, thinly clinging to his face.
Her movements did not change at all, and she continued to mechanically tear the bread in her hand. On the coffee table was an open plastic box containing kelp, duck neck, beef, and various desserts.
It wasn't until Ning Que opened his room that his expression changed. He immediately stood up and asked, "What are you doing?"
"I'm in this room!" Ning Que replied and immediately closed the door.
Ning Que felt uncomfortable with this woman. She looked lifeless. The most obvious thing was the blue teeth marks on her fingers and a thick layer of tongue coating on her tongue. The most important thing was her very bright eyes.
The room was covered with thick curtains, and the whole room was dark. The air was filled with damp water vapor, and there was no light at all. Ning Que went in with his things and pulled open the curtains, then opened the window, and found a balcony outside with two pieces of clothing hanging on it.
Only when the sunlight came in did it dispel the darkness in the room a little, bringing a hint of warmth.
Ning Que placed the food on the table in the room and looked at the pure white sheets on his bed, just like in a hotel. He shook the sheets silently, touched the entire bed carefully, and then sat down with peace of mind.
After she patted herself, her white head poked out. Her red bean-like eyes rolled around before she slowly crawled out and curled up on the bed.
Ning Que was lying on the bed, Yiping was quietly chatting with her, "Little Queque, I really don't know why you had this dream."
She rolled her eyes and yawned, "How should I know? I had this dream for no apparent reason. I doubt there's anything fishy going on. I haven't had many pink dreams before!"
Ning Que didn't know that what she said was slightly close to the truth.
"Xiao Queque, watch how many players are eliminated."
"What! You're forcing players in? I don't even know what to do. It's been so long since I've done this, and I'm not familiar with the business. What should I do?" Ning Que's tone was rather panicked, but his expression remained calm. "Hehe, I've killed too many people. What should I do?"
"Hey, hey, hey, take it easy." Yiping panicked instantly, "I only packed in six people, don't go too far."
Ning Que looked at the unfinished pages of notes in her hand, at the words she had scratched out from the pages: "Secret Gu." She leaned back against the pillow and began to read. It ostensibly contained information about various winemaking techniques, but in reality, it was about raising Gu. Various insects and various medicinal herbs were combined into a huge pot of stew to force out the king inside.
Uh, so we're drinking from their corpses?
Ning Que recited the words above, "Purple Book, Bali, Licorice..." At this time, Honghong, who had been wrapped around his arm obediently, suddenly became agitated and twisted her body into a pretzel shape. When she stopped reciting, Honghong lay obediently on the bed, motionless, conveying a look of "What are you doing?"
Ning Que glanced at the half-finished sentence in his hand and said, "Hehehe, thank you for your hard work, Honghong."
Not long after, everyone in the dormitory came back one after another. Most of them were very calm and did not express much about Ning Que's move-in, except for the girl Wang Yuqian.
She took Ning Que's hand and smiled, "Dolphin, let's go to the reading room to read together this afternoon!"
Ning Que felt her smile was incredibly fake. There wasn't a hint of a smile in her eyes, only a forced grin at the corners of her mouth. Furthermore, compared to the cold interpersonal relationships of the other roommates, her actions were even more suspicious.
But who can't fake a smile? Ning Que smiled innocently and took her arm affectionately, "Let's go!"
When they were leaving, the thin woman who was the only one sitting in the living room stared at the direction they were leaving and smiled.
The reading room is small and exquisite. Upon entering, you'll find a snack bar. It's not really for sale, as coffee and various small desserts are free. On the left are six rows of bookshelves lined with books. Beyond the bookshelves, there are five or six sets of two or three chairs arranged around a small round table.
The most eye-catching thing was the label on the A side of the bookshelf, "School History". Ning Que pulled out a book.
Over there, Wang Yuqian took two afternoon tea sets and sat there. Each set of tables and chairs was in a transparent glass room.
Ning Que flipped through a few pages of the book, occasionally replying to her. Strangely, she didn't take a book, just sitting there. "Dolphin, why are you here to lose weight?"
Ning Que thought about his own identity and answered casually, "To tear the scumbag apart with my bare hands."
She seemed to have found a starting point for the conversation, and began to talk incessantly about her boyfriend and other things.
This book is a very ordinary one, with black words on white paper and a few black and white illustrations interspersed.
The story begins with a boy who was born in a southern village according to his destiny. The village was full of poisonous insects, and the mountains and plains were full of all kinds of poisonous weeds and insects.
Come on, just follow the fate. Everyone is born by their parents according to the fate.
He was born with four arms and a gift of extraordinary powers, but the ignorant villagers at the time thought he was a monster and chose to kill the baby. His parents argued that if the child was recognized by the ancestors in the village ancestral hall, they would allow the child to live in the village.
Fortunately, the child passed the test, but he still suffered discrimination in the village. He was very smart and had superb poison skills. He secretly learned the forbidden techniques in the village (the text uses them in a more considerate way). In the end, his father decided to take him away from home.
In the village, the mother's surname is respected, and the child is raised by the father after birth. So his father took him to a village and lived happily.
But he was destined to be an uneasy man, so most of the next half page was mostly about his deeds of winning over his younger brothers and expanding his reputation.
For some reason, Ning Que was reminded of a stallion novel about traveling to another world.
Ning Que took a sip of tea, looked up and saw her holding her chin with both hands. She said, "Dolphin, tell me your real name!"
She thought her connection was very smooth, but to Ning Que, the bystander who had just said that he had dug his brain out of a book, it was very abrupt. He asked directly, "Why? Can't you just call me by a code name?"
"Uh, I just wanted to ask, and you know my name, so in exchange, I should know your name too." Wang Yuqian was choked by this, and her fingertips turned slightly white. She didn't expect Ning Que to answer like this.
"That's what you told me yourself. You didn't mention the exchange before, so this contract is not effective." Ning Que saw the small label on the corner of the table, "No books in the reading room are allowed to be taken out." Then he put the book back to its original place, picked up the plate on his table and left.
If you want to do your work well, you must first sharpen your tools.
As the first rule of murder and arson, you must be prepared to escape first, so being familiar with the terrain is a necessary condition.
So Ning Que saw that it was still early and not time for dinner, so he decided to start from the door and walk clockwise to familiarize himself with the terrain.
The sculpture at the door didn't look any better than his own. Ning Que walked over and said, "Lol, it doesn't even emit light. Bad review."
Then, while the ferocious sculpture hadn't reacted yet, he trotted a few steps to the right. This was the entertainment venue. Ning Que looked at the flickering colorful lights that flashed tirelessly day and night.
It felt like he hadn't taken a few steps when he saw a black pointed fence separating the front and back like a soldier guarding his post. Ning Que measured the height with his hand, and when he put his hand on it, Honghong's body turned dark red and she let out a rapid neigh.
What’s going on? What’s inside that makes Honghong so alert?
After Ning Que comforted Honghong, he exerted force with his arms, flipped his body in the air, and landed successfully.
Before she could marvel at her perfect landing, she heard an alarm blaring through the sky.
Charge!
Ning Que immediately made up his mind and decided to see what was inside. The security personnel behind him were like sharks smelling blood.
She ran forward along the only road, and suddenly, black beetles emerged from the grass nearby. She stepped on them, and heard a series of crisp, crackling sounds. After the hard shells were crushed, the soft internal organs inside could be clearly felt under her feet.
Dense swarms of beetles hit her body like waves. Ning Que took out a clay pot and dripped a few drops of his own blood into it.
The insect swarm instantly became restless, like rolling waves. She placed the jar on the ground, pulled out her handwritten book, and recited the ingredients from the book, "Perilla seeds, Pueraria root..."
After a pause, the swarm of insects crawled towards the jar. Ning Que returned with a full load like a farmer in the harvest season, collecting one insect at a time, a nest at a nest, and a group at a group. When she threw the last insect into Honghong's mouth.
She found a woman climbing a water pipe staring at her in amazement. After seeing Ning Que glance at her, she desperately climbed down, shouting, "Wait!"
What would happen next? Ning Que turned around and saw the door next to him. He kicked it open, rushed in and closed the door.
The sister inside was kneeling there with her back to Ning Que. In front of her was a golden statue as tall as an arm, with slanted eyes, thin lips, a square face, and six pairs of hands with bared teeth and five claws.
At this moment, a sharp voice, like the roar of a wild beast, came out of her mouth, "Who!"
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