"Darkness? Light?"
The girl was completely confused, but she roughly understood that she couldn't continue forward, or she would enter the dangerous darkness.
Bilibili—
Suddenly, the hallway light flickered, and the girl realized that her place was about to be plunged into darkness as well. She quickly turned the doorknob next to her, and the light shining through the crack in the door reassured her.
As the corridor lights went out, the girl quickly entered the room whose contents she didn't know.
There was a woman in the room, a pen dangling from her lips, seemingly deep in thought, lost in thought. Seeing the girl enter, the woman grinned and waved, greeting her: "Hello, you're normal too? It's so rare to see non-infected people around here."
"Hello... hello." The girl seemed a little confused.
"You don't look very old, and your clothes don't look like those of someone from the city. Why are you wandering around here? It's very dangerous here," the woman kindly reminded her.
The girl clearly knew the woman was telling the truth, and lowered her head somewhat shyly: "I want to go out..."
"Okay, then we'll take you out in a bit. You can rest in the room for a while."
The woman started biting her pen again, as if she wanted to write something but didn't know what to write. Her expression was very pained, but a phone call interrupted her thoughts.
People still use telephones these days?
The girl looked at the woman with some surprise as she pulled out a square object. A man's voice came from inside: "I couldn't find it on the fourth floor, so I'm going to check the third floor. By the way, how long will this thing last?"
"I don't know," the woman answered honestly.
"...If this thing of yours suddenly malfunctions, we'll be in big trouble. I'm sure things are already chaotic outside." The man seemed both angry and amused.
"Oh, by the way, I met a little girl."
The woman suddenly mentioned the girl, causing the girl to instinctively tense up and stare intently at the woman on the phone.
"What's her name?"
"Oh, I was thinking about what else I could write, but I forgot to ask." The woman was a woman of action, and immediately turned to the girl and asked, "My name is Bamboo, but I forgot my number because it was too long. Anyway, I've already thrown that thing away. What's your name?"
“My name is Nazar, and my number is E-15-2106.”
The girl answered honestly.
“Oh… her name is Nazar… wait a minute, have the prince come back. I’ve found her, or rather, she’s found me.” Yin Zhu stared at Nazar as if she were a rare animal. “Wow, this is incredible! She ran away on her own and we don’t need to rescue her anymore.”
We cannot underestimate the initiative of indigenous people, otherwise we won't even know how we died if things go wrong in the future.
In the unseen corners of the Chosen Ones, the natives also struggle to survive, making full use of their brains and abilities, rather than being a bunch of stupid NPCs who only repeat the same actions.
When she mentioned the "prince," Naza felt relieved, and after she explicitly mentioned "saving people," Naza was completely at ease.
She sized up the woman before her, but she was more curious about the changes at Shenyin Tower than the woman herself: "How did this place become like this? The corridor and everyone else are gone. Is this magic?"
Yin Zhu touched his nose and said, "I'd say roughly. Eve was the one who helped with the environment. You should thank yourself for having a friend who is an A-level citizen."
"Is he really a prince?"
Naza had speculated about this, after all, this "friend" was just as rebellious as he was.
"What are you writing? Do you need my help?" She looked at Yin Zhu again. From the moment she entered the room, she had seen this woman struggling with the pen. Luckily, it was a wooden pencil; otherwise, if it were one of those electrified pens from Vina City, she would have been electrocuted with a single bite.
"It's nothing, just writing down some rules." Yin Zhu shrugged. "The ones posted outside are the ones I wrote. After Eve changes the visual environment, I'll post some more rules, mainly to create a sense of atmosphere."
Nazar suddenly realized how stupid it was to be so devoutly praying to the note.
Luckily, no one saw it.
"So there's no danger when the lights are off in the hallway, right?" Nazar asked instinctively, remembering how scared he was by the rules.
"Of course... there's danger."
Yin Zhu smiled and looked at her.
Rewind to the prince's home, before the group set off.
“We can harass them repeatedly to tire them out, and they will gradually become desensitized and get used to the intrusion into the surveillance. When we replace the recordings during an operation, they will also preconceived notions that the problem occurred during the period when the surveillance was hacked, rather than during the seemingly more normal period.” The worm optimized its plan.
He planned to create a time difference with the other party in order to clear his side of suspicion.
“Speaking of which…you all say Eve only obeys the gods, right?” Yin Zhu stroked her chin, pondering how to interpret this statement in a way that could be used to create controversy.
“That’s right.” The prince proudly raised his head.
"Then... are you Class A citizens considered gods?" Yin Zhu looked at him.
“I guess… I guess so? But if there are gods of higher status than me, then I have no say…” the prince frowned. “So I want to become the strongest god so that I can protect the people I want to protect.”
The worm really wanted to pat his head, but gave up because of its status, and just praised him, saying, "The kid has quite the guts."
Yin Zhu's gaze fell on Hirano Shan, as if she wanted to ask her if her judgment was correct: "Speaking of which, Shan Shan should also be considered a deity, right? The goddess of cherry blossoms!"
"Theoretically... that's how it can be calculated."
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