The slumbering monster followed behind Edren, exploring almost the entire first floor.
Unfortunately, Du Lanshan and Liao Yuewei were never found.
Recalling the existence of gates one and two, Cheng Shuang drew a rough diagram of the buildings along the way, based on the feedback from the sangsang monster, during a break from doing practice problems.
Of course, this was disguised by using a geometry problem.
The terrain where she was located resembled an equilateral triangle. Combined with the structure of the circular colosseum, does this mean that, with the addition of gates number one and two, the first layer was an architectural form resembling the core and blades of an electric fan?
Perhaps the eight floors above all have the same design?
Therefore, Du Lanshan and Liao Yuewei are most likely inside Gate 1 or Gate 2, which Adelun has not yet visited.
Cheng Shuang had Luo An and Xiong Baobao cooperate with her to gather all the used dirty sheets and similar items and completely cover the walls, ceiling, floor, etc., and then release the little wolf demon to give him a chance to move around.
She timed it, and after about half an hour, she heard hurried footsteps. She then gathered up the sheets and shoved the little wolf demon under the bed, until Edren angrily opened the door and glared at her with a cold expression.
"What trick are you up to now?" Edren narrowed his eyes, looking at the little girl lying on the bed reading with suspicion.
The young girl said with some disdain, "Uncle, aren't you busy with work? What's with staring at me like that! Even though I'm young, you should at least be discreet when changing clothes or using the restroom! It's a human right!"
"Ha, you talk about human rights? You're not even human!" Edren laughed mockingly, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, his eyebrows and beard trembling.
"Regardless of what misconceptions your so-called invaders may have given you, I can assure you that I am human, and I love my Earth!"
Edren seemed tired of the invaders' old, lying tune and didn't want to waste any more words. He continued to warn, "Don't do anything unnecessary, or I'll throw you into the iron cage where the monsters rest."
The little girl nodded shamelessly: "Great! It's nice to have a new neighbor to chat with!"
Edren grinned maliciously, "A new neighbor, the kind that could swallow you whole?"
“Uncle, don’t be so xenophobic. Maybe humans were monsters tens of thousands of years ago! You can’t discriminate based on biological race!” She stood up and showed the math problem to Edren. “Look, a teacher can’t judge a student’s intelligence based on their grades. How can you judge someone based solely on their appearance…”
The only response to the child's incessant chatter was the loud slam of the door.
The little girl touched her nose, her eyes flickering slightly. Even so, she wasn't really angry?
She had been trying to find out what leverage the Wanderers held over the Protectors. Since they knew so much about the Protectors' skills and spatial grids, they wouldn't just send a few native humans with simple firearms to guard the Protectors. But Edren seemed volatile and easily angered, and his temperament was far from what he appeared to be.
He may appear rough on the outside, but he is actually quite shrewd.
Such people are even more difficult to persuade when they become stubborn.
Soon, it was Cheng Shuang's turn to go on stage. She calculated the time, using a 24-hour cycle.
The losing side should be punished, for example, by the needle at the tip of the robotic arm that peeks out from the door panel; once injected into the skin, it might produce some strange side effects.
She narrowly escaped this time, but she might not have the same opportunity next time.
Furthermore, the man at Gate Number Two doesn't have much time left.
If she manages to fight him to a draw, then when dealing with the monster, she will definitely go all out, and even fight it out in a bloody and beautiful way.
Otherwise, if this drags on, they could very well become rivals to Liao Yuewei or Du Lanshan.
Cheng Shuang clearly distinguished between what was more important and what was less important.
When the door opened again, Cheng Shuang was first taken to the medical office, where a simple scan proved that she had no fatal injuries.
Linda prepared a report, but instead of handing it to the person who brought Cheng Shuang, she said to him, "I'll take her there!"
The man hesitated for a moment, looked at the little girl, and instructed Linda, "Don't linger on the road... the master can see you!" He spoke very softly at the end.
Linda took off her glasses and earnestly assured them, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Cheng Shuang lowered her eyes, recalling that at first glance there were no signs of surveillance equipment in the small room. Presumably, there were also 'spies' everywhere in the corridor or office to supervise the homeless and the natives, except that the people monitoring them had changed from the natives to some 'big boss'.
The maintainers and the native humans are now like fighting cocks in a cage, yet they must be wary of each other. Even if this way of getting along continues for thousands or tens of thousands of years, let alone hundreds of years, this land of death may not be able to be saved.
After all, the native humans lost the opportunity for innovation and development. They remained stagnant, forever accepting the tools bestowed upon them by their masters, forever belonging to the subservient (slave) side without self-respect. It would be difficult for them to turn their lives around on their own.
Like gorillas in a laboratory, even if they learn to communicate, humans still won't consider them equal and free.
But Cheng Shuang also understood that gaining their trust in the maintainers was even more difficult. At least the maintainers could escape if they couldn't hold on any longer, but where could the native humans escape to?
Perhaps in the mind of someone like Edren, there is no difference between being under the lord and being under the protector who can leave at any time. Strictly speaking, the lord is the one who refuses to leave, and the protector needs to be more vigilant and careful to maintain that thin and fragile relationship.
The silence continued until the gate opened, making a rumbling noise, at which point Linda suddenly spoke up.
Her voice was weak, her lips and teeth remained still, and she mainly used breathy sounds.
"It is said that those who kill dragon-shaped monsters will be cursed by the dying monster, a punishment from the mother beast for harming her cubs. The curse consists of only one sentence: 'You will become as hard as steel, as heavy as a mountain, like a lifeless lump, until you exhaust your last bit of life force.'"
"The master values monsters highly. I advise you to keep your eyes open. If you have no value to please the master, you will only be food to fill his stomach."
The first sentence was spoken so softly that even Cheng Shuang could barely hear it unless she was very close. The second sentence, however, carried an air of arrogance and condescension, or perhaps more accurately, a threat.
Then, she pushed the little girl inside the gate.
This time, a man was already standing in the arena.
It was the man from gate number two.
At this moment, he was dressed neatly and cleanly, and the dark circles under his eyes had faded considerably. He looked like someone who had been suffering from insomnia for a long time and was finally able to get a good night's sleep, radiating joy.
The man smiled slightly at Cheng Shuang, his eyes turning blood red, and launched an attack without hesitation.
Cheng Shuang was startled and nimbly flipped over to dodge, her gaze sweeping over the man's face, where she immediately understood his intention.
He wanted to fight a good fight, fool the spies of the master, and the more tragically he died, the more opportunities his opponents would have.
But Cheng Shuang didn't want to kill him.
The little girl tapped her running socks, moved a few times, approached the man, wrapped her slender arms around his neck, climbed onto his back, and poked her finger at his eye sockets.
The man was startled by her speed and momentarily stunned, unable to retaliate. He only heard someone whisper in his ear, "I'm going to kill a monster!"
The man's face darkened. "There's a curse..." Before he could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly stung, his eyelids drooped naturally, and tears streamed down his face.
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