A black card fell to the ground. Shi Jin folded the knife back and used Xu Mingsui's clothes to wipe the blood off the blade.
He pushed the corpse aside with his foot, picked up the skill card, and handed it to Shekh.
"Take this card. If you encounter someone you don't like, you can put it on them to test for poison. If you don't want to use it, then I'll sell it."
"I will choose carefully," Shekh replied earnestly, carefully putting away the skill card that made him immune to all poisons.
Ignoring the astonished looks from those around her, unsure whether to look at the corpse or have their view ruin the corridor, she continued to control Old Master Lan.
"Someone, take them to the best room to rest."
Mr. Lan kept his back bent the whole time, completely ignoring the subtle hints given to him by Old Master Lan.
Hearing him speak, he nodded hurriedly, led the two upstairs, and before leaving, he didn't forget to have Xu Mingsui's body taken away.
The old man's lips trembled for a long time before he finally closed his eyes, exhausted!
Fortunately, he was almost eighty years old and quite shrewd, so he didn't panic too much after realizing he couldn't control his body.
The entourage was ordered to stop and take away Xu Mingsui's body. The path to the isolation room was no longer an option, so Mr. Lan chose another path that required identity verification.
Fingerprint, facial recognition, iris scanning, and combination passwords—each layer requires identity verification; the process must be extremely cautious.
The four of them went up to the ninth floor. The spaciousness of the wide-walled building brought visual comfort and relaxation, relieving their tense nerves.
This floor has been extensively landscaped with lush greenery that has not been infected by fungi, further confirming the special nature of the Azure Building.
Mr. Lan opened a door and said, “You can stay here for now. This is a lounge for company executives. No one has used this room before.”
The room's window faces west, offering a view of the sea. The bedroom is clean and tidy, and has everything you need.
Shi Jinzhe: "Okay, this room will do."
The company isn't a hotel; the conditions are much better than he expected.
Mr. Lan breathed a sigh of relief, glancing at Old Master Lan as he awaited his instructions.
"Go close the door."
Mr. Lan didn't understand, but he did as instructed. When he returned, Old Master Lan's body suddenly lost its strength and he almost fell over.
"Second Uncle! Be careful, be careful!"
Grandpa Lan waved his hand away in disgust.
You're the one who brought this group of people here, and now you just annoy them.
The old man straightened his collar and said in a serious tone, "My name is Lan Tuwen. What are your names, and why do you insist on staying at my Azure Pavilion?"
Shi Jinzhe didn't mince words and said directly, "You know very well what's happening outside, with the protective doors, isolation rooms, and strict guards that prohibit getting close. You've made ample preparations. You're the ones who caused the fungal infection, aren't you?"
Lan Tuwen remained unfazed. He knew that once something happened on the island, the differences between Azure and other islands would be discovered sooner or later. However, he hadn't expected that the people who came would be such strange individuals.
There's someone who's unafraid of fungi, someone who kills people in public, and someone who can control people—basically, there's not a single normal person among them.
On the way here, he also heard that the isolation room was badly damaged by the bomb. So the fact that these two people came out unharmed means they must have something else up their sleeves and are not easy to deal with.
He put his hands behind his back, adopting the air of an elder, and said, "You can stay here, but don't wander around or ask questions. This is a company, not a tourist attraction."
“Mr. Lan isn’t anxious about the current situation because you have a way to leave, right?” Shi Jinzhe took his lack of answer as an admission.
He reassured Lan Tuwen: "I'm not here to investigate any company secrets. We're just staying here and would like to ask you to take us with you when you leave."
Lan Tuwen's composure was genuine. This old man, despite his advanced age, had climbed nine floors with his back straight and in good spirits; he clearly lived a very comfortable life.
An old man's physical condition and mental state best reflect the current situation; he must be confident to remain so composed.
His composure indicates that things aren't too chaotic yet, so there's no need for him to act too hastily or defensively.
"If you're worried, you can have someone guard the door."
Lan Tuwen softened his tone and probed again: "What about the others who came in with you? What should we do with them?"
Upon hearing this, Shi Jinzhe knew that Lan Tuwen had agreed.
He walked around the room at a leisurely pace, with Sheikh walking beside him, seemingly lost in thought.
Shi Jinzhe pulled the curtains back and shook them twice. "Where are the security cameras in this house?"
“There are no security cameras,” Mr. Lan quickly replied. “The cameras are at the door, not inside.”
“Then we can stay here without worry.” Shi Jin turned back to Lan Tuwen. “I don’t know those people downstairs. Do as you please. You can kill them or throw them out.”
"Then we'll take charge of these people."
“You are the master, I will obey you,” Shi Jinzhe replied humbly.
After a subtle Q&A session that ended without a direct response, Lan Tuwen and Mr. Lan left the room.
After walking a distance, Lan Tuwen turned back to look at the tightly closed door. "Go and arrange for those people to go downstairs. See what their abilities are, and ask them how much they know about these two people."
“The isolation room on the first floor is damaged. Should we abandon the first floor to prevent those who haven’t entered the isolation room from carrying spores?”
"Let them into a sealed room and use red mist to sterilize them, that will be enough."
Lan Tuwen had locked all the passageways between floors as soon as he heard the alarm.
Otherwise, they wouldn't require various identity verifications when going upstairs, and he, with his old bones, would choose to take the stairs instead of the elevator.
Mr. Lan agreed, sent the blueprint back to the twelfth floor, and immediately sent someone to carry it out.
Inside the room, Shekh turned his head away from the door panel.
Shi Jinzhe: "Well, how much did you hear?"
“Every floor is locked, so it’s safe here for now. He put those players on the first floor and didn’t kill them.”
“He won’t do that. Lan Tuwen doesn’t trust you and me. If I tell him to kill them, he won’t do it. Those people are useful. Even if we can’t get any information out of them, we can still use them for experiments. Besides, keeping them alive is good for us. They can be useful if necessary.”
"Oh, then let's eat."
Huh? Why did the topic jump around so quickly?
"I'm hungry again." Shekh had been fighting all day and was very hungry; she wanted to replenish her energy.
"...It's my fault, I neglected you, I'll make dinner right away."
"Why do you always blame me?" Sheh didn't understand why Shi Jinzhe always took the blame first: "You haven't eaten either, aren't we the same?"
“We’re in this together. You don’t understand these things, so I should do more. This is something I should have been paying attention to. I didn’t do it, so blame me.”
Shi Jinzhe spoke casually, not taking these things seriously, "When facing danger, you should contribute more, and I will do the rest as much as possible."
"Can I have another sip of blood?"
“Shekh… let me teach you another word… it’s called [sustainable development].”
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