Liao Yuewei watched as Cheng Shuang pulled out a makeup mirror, blinked her big eyes, and sincerely handed it to the humanoid monster in front of her, then enthusiastically adjusted the angle to ensure that the woman's face was facing the mirror.
"Auntie's eyesight is bad, she can't see!" The humanoid monster held the mirror with great affection, its head constantly moving, trying to find the image in the mirror with its dead white eyes.
"The lights are dim here, so Auntie can go back to her room and watch it at her own pace," the little girl said.
The humanoid monster clapped its hands excitedly. Its male face, turned to the side, remained expressionless, but its voice was full of joy. It exclaimed, "It really is! Auntie will take a look when I get back. Thank you, little friend. Here, Auntie will give you a kiss!"
Cheng Shuang took a deep breath, quickly took out a clean handkerchief, and smiled as she raised the handkerchief to stop the woman's face, which reeked of decay and blood, from getting closer. "Auntie, kiss here, and I can keep it forever."
"Oh my, little one, you have such a sweet tongue!" The humanoid monster immediately let out a strange, cackling laugh, truly having no intention of making things difficult for anyone, and promptly kissed the handkerchief.
Cheng Shuang retrieved the handkerchief and saw that the lip print inside was wet and red—it wasn't lipstick, it was clearly blood…
When she looked up, the strangely tall, humanoid figure was carrying the mirror away in a wobbly manner. Because the woman's face was forward, it walked with a stumbling gait, kicking many chair legs and game equipment along the way, which drew curses from all sides.
And red blood dripped and spread along the way.
"Tch! What the hell are you spouting, you skinning monster!" The cursing voice of the two-headed humanoid monster closest to Cheng Shuang, along with the ding of the return ticket notification, reached her ears.
Cheng Shuang stared dumbfounded at the blood-soaked handkerchief, then a thought flashed through her mind: So, this ticket was a gift from the humanoid monster?
She put the handkerchief back into her spatial storage and whispered in Liao Yuewei's ear what had happened.
Liao Yuewei looked serious. Looking around, it seemed that no humanoid monster was so easy to talk to. In addition, many competitive games and matches could lead to emotional outbursts. If she went up to talk to them now, an unexpected conflict was inevitable.
At that point, it won't just be about demanding items; the online game might turn into an offline fight.
The little girl clenched her fist. "Let's go to the bar! Praise them, and they'll buy us drinks!"
Liao Yuewei chuckled and pinched her little nose, "You think you know so much!"
She escorted Cheng Shuang back to her room, made sure the door was locked, and then turned to go to the bar to find Du Lanshan. Traveling together would make it easier to escape if anything happened.
The result was obvious: Liao Yuewei was a great beauty, and as soon as she sat down, a humanoid monster with a more human-like mind offered her a drink. She easily obtained a return ticket shaped like a wine glass.
However, Du Lanshan was not so lucky.
Because she was worried about her companion, Liao Yuewei, who was passing by him, heard Du Lanshan's clumsy attempt at flirting, "Beautiful lady, shall we buy each other a drink?"
The scythe-wielding beauty with fiery red lips: "I want you to feed me!"
"Don't you have hands?!" Du Lanshan asked in surprise, then his gaze subconsciously swept over the humanoid monster whose expression suddenly turned cold, landing on its arms. He smiled awkwardly, "Uh, sorry!"
...For the first time, Du Lanshan experienced a scythe-wielding haircut service, although the scythe seemed more like it was about to slice his head off.
Having overheard her friend's failed attempt to flirt, Liao Yuewei didn't dare leave. She stayed nearby, just in case Du Lanshan made a fool of himself with his clumsy attempts at conversation, so she could lend a hand and rescue him from the siege.
Du Lanshan wandered around the area, but the variety of humanoid monsters was so great that it was difficult to tell which one was more willing to communicate with people just by looking at their faces.
The public area on the sixth floor is well-designed, so not only people and monsters from the sixth floor, but also people from the seventh and eighth floors gather here.
Clearly, the humanoid monsters that can come out to relax are rational and know how to follow orders; otherwise, they would have long since become prisoners of instinct and killed each other. But this also shows that they have considerable intelligence, and ordinary methods cannot get close to them.
Du Lanshan suffered repeated defeats and finally, in frustration, downed a glass of low-alcohol liquor he had bought. Just as he was about to give up, a hippo-faced humanoid monster sitting next to him spoke up: "Don't be sad. Most of the humanoid monsters here don't like humans."
Du Lanshan immediately perked up. He turned his head to look at the humanoid monster with beautiful legs and a hippopotamus-shaped upper body. This time he was smarter. He would first try to get on its good side. Once they had a certain level of communication, hehehe, a glass of wine would be a piece of cake. "Yes! I'm so sad!"
The hippopotamus-faced humanoid monster said, "Don't be sad, after all, humans are one of our food sources."
Du Lanshan: ...Thanks for the invitation!
"Um... beautiful lady, thank you for comforting me. How about I buy you a drink?"
"Damn it, I'm a male!"
Liao Yuewei couldn't bear to watch. The slap was so loud that the music in the entire bar went silent for two or three seconds. She felt embarrassed for Brother Du.
Finally, Du Lanshan, with half her face swollen and red, went to the gym in despair, intending to vent her confusion and anger. Little did she know, she would end up receiving a dirty towel reeking of sweat after helping the humanoid monster work out until midnight...
To avoid worrying Cheng Shuang (just kidding), Du Lanshan splurged and ate half a white pill to reduce the swelling. The next day, after the three of them had rested properly, they explored the entire sixth floor. Except for the other side passage, which was guarded by the front desk and they couldn't go deep, they gained some understanding of the area where humans and humanoid monsters lived together.
"Is it bigger than the fifth floor?" Cheng Shuang sketched out a simple layout diagram. Including the space where the monsters lived on the other side, it was still a standard fan shape, but this part of the fan shape was at least twice as big as the first and second floors.
"I can feel it. The room size has expanded quite a bit. Have you noticed that the number of doors, which means the number of rooms, is the same as on the fifth floor?" Liao Yuewei was observant and naturally noticed more clearly.
"So the nine-story building's structure isn't a fan, but an inverted cone shape." Cheng Shuang drew the cone shape, flipped the paper over, and looked out the dark window. "Are the external equipment designed to ensure the cone shape won't collapse?"
"You mean..." Du Lanshan suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he widened his eyes to ask, "A spinning top! Like spinning a top?"
Liao Yuewei raised an eyebrow, "But I didn't feel any dizziness from the spinning! Unless it's a high-speed external rotation while the inside remains stable."
"No need to spin it, right?" Cheng Shuang scratched her head. "Even if it's shaped like a spinning top, its bottom might not be sharp. It just doesn't take up as much space as the top, right? Plus the external auxiliary equipment..." Actually, she only had a vague concept in her mind and found it difficult to express her thoughts.
The little girl doodled and drew, eventually putting everything on paper. "If the equipment outside is rotating, you should be able to feel the wind speed when you open the window."
“Your idea is fine.” Liao Yuewei took the paper. The cone shape on it had lost its sharp bottom and resembled an inverted trapezoid. She drew a few lines on the outside of the trapezoid to form a picture of a typhoon. “The center of a typhoon is much safer and more reliable than the outside.”
The image of a building caught in a man-made 'typhoon' gradually became clear in the minds of the three.
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