Chapter 163 Timeline Arc: The Non-existent Basement



Do you have any evidence?

Ruan Chen asked in return, casually raising her eyelids to glance at the surveillance camera hidden on the side of the wall.

She was actually startled, but calmed down after recognizing Fu Jianzhi's voice.

"Even if they fight over pass tickets and supplies, based on the results of previous trials, most people will remain rational and won't go to the point of life and death—but just now they were almost fighting like madmen! Everyone was trying to kill the other!"

"What does this have to do with me?" Ruan Chen's lips curled into a slight smile, both cold and sarcastic.

Fu Jianzhi's breath hitched. He lowered his voice and asked, "Did you use your mental power to interfere with them? I know you hate them, but I said now is not the time. Besides, these are just students here for trials. They haven't offended you!"

Ruan Chenxiu frowned, staring at the direction of the surveillance camera. "I said, it has nothing to do with me. I used these things to make them fight each other, but I don't think I broke the rules."

Seeing Ruan Chen's uncooperative and accusatory attitude, Fu Jianzhi was so angry that he felt dizzy.

Those people were fighting like they'd lost their humanity; that's not normal at all! That's why he came to question whether Ruan Chen had used his mental power to interfere with them.

Of these people, only Ruan Chen's mental strength level is capable of doing this.

Clearly, Ruan Chen not only did it, but no one even noticed, which shows that Ruan Chen is indeed very capable.

only...

Fu Jianzhi suddenly began to question whether it was right or wrong for him to take Ruan Chen back and keep her.

She was indeed a genius, but her thoughts sometimes terrified Fu Jianzhi, as if he were standing on the edge of an abyss.

“In short, this is not good, so don’t do it.” Fu Jianzhi changed to a more relaxed tone. “Also, starting at 3 p.m. today, your activities in public places in the Little White Building will be broadcast live throughout the entire Crescent Bay training base. Watch your words and actions—but the rooms you chose are still your own private spaces.”

When Ruan Chen first heard Fu Jianzhi's voice, her eyes were gentle, but now, that gentleness vanished completely. She repeated for the third time in a cold voice, "I said it has nothing to do with me. I didn't use my mental power to interfere with them. Why don't you believe me? And you're even live-streaming it? Are you all fucking crazy?"

Yan Qian knocked on the door and called for Ruan Chen to unlock it. Fu Jianzhi disconnected the call, and Ruan Chen got up to open the door.

"What's wrong?" Yan Qian asked as soon as she entered, noticing the faint hint of hostility between Ruan Chen's brows. "I think I heard voices coming from inside the room just now?"

“There’s a two-way communication monitor in this room. Just now, some idiot from who-knows-where asked for my contact information over the communicator, and I yelled at him back.” Ruan Chen glanced coldly at the monitor.

"There are plenty of surveillance cameras in the White Building, but we're in the middle of a trial, about to die. Are you out of your mind to pull this on us?"

"That's right, you pervert." Ruan Chen casually cursed, then asked Yan Qian, "Where did you go?"

"Let's find out some information. There are two pieces of news. Should we hear the good one or the bad one first?" Yan Qian asked mysteriously.

"Bad".

"We just received a notice from the second floor that there will be a curfew at 10 p.m. tonight. Anyone who moves around without permission will be disqualified from the trial."

"And the good news?"

"We only have forty-seven people left."

Ruan Chen shrugged, indicating that this was hardly good news.

"The amount of supplies is constant, and I heard that no matter how many of us are left in the White Building, we will be supplied with supplies based on the initial number."

Ruan Chen immediately realized that her previous thinking was wrong.

At first, she thought the crisis and competition in the trial would be the availability of supplies, but she discovered on the second floor that the supplies here were not as scarce as everyone thought.

According to Yan Qian, the supplies provided later will even be surplus, so there is no need for them to fight over resources.

"What are you thinking about? Hey, hey, hey." Yan Qian waved her hand in front of her eyes. "How are we going to take a nap?"

"Just make do with this." After saying that, Ruan Chen took off her coat, spread it on the ground, and went to sleep right there.

Since there was a 10 p.m. curfew, everyone went back to their rooms early. After all, there were no clocks in the small white building, and no one wanted to break the curfew rules and be kicked out.

Ruan Chen slept fitfully all afternoon, as if she were hibernating. Yan Qian called her when she was having dinner, and Ruan Chen just grabbed something from the supplies to fill her stomach.

She doesn't eat much. When she was bullied by the siblings Ruan Yunhan and Ruan Qin, it was common for her to only eat once every one or two days.

Yan Qian went to sleep after dinner, while Ruan Chen became fully awake.

Yan Qian fell asleep quickly. Ruan Chen got up, quietly opened the door, and went out.

The halls on the first and second floors were deserted, and the doors of the surrounding rooms were locked, creating a chilling silence.

Ruan Chen slipped along the wall and went up to the second floor.

She passed by the place where the fight had taken place at noon. It had been cleaned up, and the tiles were washed until they shone brightly. Ruan Chen squatted down and stared at the grout between the tiles. She picked at it hard with her fingers, and a dark red blood appeared under her fingernails.

She walked straight toward the corner where the two instructors had disappeared that morning.

But all she saw was a wall.

Ruan Chen turned around and walked the same path again, this time perfectly replicating the footsteps of the two people who left that morning.

This time, an unlocked, rusty iron gate appeared in front of her, which opened with a gentle push.

Ruan Chen smelled his hands and shook off the rust that was stuck to them.

At this moment, many trainees who have completed the training have accessed the intranet and are watching the live stream in Crescent Bay.

Wow, what a daring newbie! If she accidentally goes past her designated time, she'll be kicked out.

It's only 8 o'clock, what's there to see on just two floors?

What is Number Thirteen doing? She's been standing in front of this wall for ten minutes now, hasn't she?

[Did you notice she made a pushing motion towards the door?]

[Damn, where's the door here? Don't scare me upstairs!]

[It really was the action of pushing the door open! Has she gone mad?]

On the second floor of the small white building, Ruan Chen stared at the entrance, which was lit by a dim yellow light, and there was a spiral staircase leading down to the entrance.

Ruan Chen thought that this was probably the exit of the Little White Building.

She just felt that staying in this closed little building for three months was too painful, so this morning she kept an eye out and tried to find a hidden exit so she could sneak out for some fresh air at night—anyway, even if she caused a mess, Fu Jianzhi would clean it up for her.

Even if it doesn't end well, it doesn't matter. Her life is already in such a mess, and she doesn't really want to abide by these inexplicable Crescent Bay rules.

Ruan Chen hesitated for a moment before stepping through the door.

The only sound in the empty space was the soft sound of her footsteps.

Ruan Chen descended the eighty-four steps, and then the hairs on the back of his head suddenly stood on end.

There are eighty-four steps from the first floor to the second floor, and it should be the same going down.

But now, the steps in front of Ruan Chen are still spiraling downwards.

She remembered rule number four on the second floor: there was no basement.

At the Crescent Bay base, the live stream comments have piled up to hundreds of floors.

[Twenty minutes have passed, and Number Thirteen is still standing in front of the wall!]

Did she actually push open a "door"?

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