Fu Tianhe grimaced in pain. He hurriedly moved the curtain away and pressed his aching nose. He felt so embarrassed.

But faced with such an embarrassing thing, Chen Ci's expression didn't change at all, his eyes and brows were still indifferent, as if he didn't find it funny at all.

This calmed Fu Tianhe down a lot.

Fu Tianhe cleared his throat, pretended nothing had happened, and walked into the shed.

Chen Ci turned his attention back to machine tools.

Next to him was a gadget that Fu Tianhe had assembled and polished from discarded parts. He asked, "How do I use this?"

"The three-way locator is installed on the neural adapter. Some people feel dizzy and nauseous when using the neural adapter. After installing this thing, it can improve a lot."

Fu Tianhe pulled out a heavy box from under the machine tool and took out two parts from it: "The positioners on the market are very expensive, but they don't actually have much technical content. If you make one at home, you can sell it for a lot of money."

Chen Ci nodded. He didn't know much about these mechanical engineering things, but he still found them interesting.

"And this one, I made it myself with a coil." Fu Tianhe reached out and took another small component from the shelf. "When I have nothing to do, I make some motors or something. The public line voltage here is always unstable, and sometimes the machine tools can't be driven."

When Fu Tianhe talked about the things he was good at, he talked even more. He described most of the things on the shelf to Chen Ci like they were his own treasures. All of them were made by him by re-polishing scrap parts.

He transforms scraps from the garbage dump into functional components worth a fortune on the black market.

Logically speaking, with such exquisite skills, Fu Tianhe should not be so poor.

Even though Chen Ci didn't say much, Fu Tianhe could see that he was very interested.

Fu Tianhe opened the terminal beside him and said, "As long as you program the parameters first, the machine tool will automatically complete the task as required. It is quite easy to operate."

He took a small steel plate and demonstrated it to Chen Ci.

Chen Ci stared at the screen and stood behind Fu Tianhe. The Alphas in the dungeon had no habit of spraying barrier agents all the time, and neither did Fu Tianhe.

He was in high spirits, and the scent of amber wood wafted out and lingered around Chen Ci's nose.

Like an orange forest, with bright leaves falling, silent in its ancient tenderness.

Chen Ci silently raised his hand and tightened the necklace around his neck.

Fortunately, the special inhibitor makes him more resistant to Alpha pheromones, and he is rarely oppressed or elicits passive reactions when exposed to low concentrations.

"That's it." Fu Tianhe operated step by step, quickly took down the cut nameplate, blew away the debris on it, and said with a smile, "Here."

Chen Ci took it. The metal sheet was cut thin and the edges were rounded to prevent cutting hands. The word "September" was engraved on the front and surrounded by plant branches. There was a cute little cat on the back.

Not bad.

"Are you studious?" Chen Ci asked.

"It's easy to learn." Fu Tianhe said, "Shall I teach you?"

Chen Ci: "Let's do it another day. I have to go back."

Fu Tianhe thought that it was indeed getting late. Jiu Yue came to see him so late in the evening and waited until he got off work. There must be something important.

He was about to ask when a curtain hit him in the face.

"What's the matter with you?"

Chen Ci nodded. He seemed to feel it was difficult to speak. He was silent for a moment before hesitatingly saying, "I want a pass to the top floor."

"Top floor?"

Fu Tianhe was quite surprised. To travel between the various areas of Cinnabar, one needs a pass, and the pass to the top floor is the most difficult to obtain.

Chen Ci nodded. Normally, shouldn't he first explain why a pass is needed?

Probably, but he felt that there was no need to say so much.

Before Chen Ci could decide whether to explain, Fu Tianhe said, "Well... although it's a bit difficult, it's not impossible. When do you want to use it?"

"The day after tomorrow morning."

"Then I'll contact someone and try to get it early tomorrow morning. We'll contact each other then."

He agreed without asking why it was necessary, saving Chen Ci the trouble of thinking about it any further.

Chen Ci breathed a sigh of relief and said sincerely, "Thank you."

"It's nothing." Fu Tianhe waved his hand. "If you have anything in the future, you can send me a message directly. But if you want to come to me, that's fine too."

"good."

The room fell silent for a moment.

Chen Ci put the nameplate in his pocket and said softly, "Then I'll be leaving first."

Fu Tianhe was feeling ashamed of being alone in a room with his wife and children. He came to his senses and said, "Ah? Oh, okay. I'll see you off."

There were a lot of messy people here, and Fu Tianhe was worried about Chen Ci going back alone, so he sent Chen Ci to the nearest station and waited with Chen Ci for the bus to arrive.

Chen didn't say anything else during the whole speech. He didn't know what to say. Should he chat? What should he talk about?

For more than ten years, he stayed alone in the White Tower all day long, saw only a few people, and was silent most of the time.

Fu Tianhe was thinking about how to get a pass and did not take the initiative to bring up the topic as he usually did.

Fortunately, the train arrived at the station quickly.

"Be careful on the road." Fu Tianhe instructed, "Remember to check the news, maybe we will go together tomorrow."

"Okay." Chen Ci agreed.

The bus stopped at the side of the road, the door opened, and before getting on, Chen Ci suddenly turned around and said, "Earplugs and eye masks are very useful."

Before Fu Tianhe could react, the car door had already closed.

He saw through the glass that Chen Ci had swiped the terminal, then walked all the way to the back row by the window, sat down, pulled down the brim of his hat, and covered his face tightly with a mask.

Is it easy to use?

Fu Tianhe couldn't help but laugh foolishly. He watched the bus disappear at the end of the road, then he scratched his hair and went back to his doghouse.

——How can I get a pass?

Chen Ci walked into the community and skillfully bypassed the area where the pipe above was leaking.

On the third day in the dungeon, Chen Ci played by himself for the whole day.

At 7:30 in the morning, he took a car to the next-door Information Processing Area No. 12. All the way to the edge, Chen Ci walked on the deserted path, looking at the dark sea in the distance through the huge glass curtain wall.

He then took the elevator through the centralized pipe area to the power room above.

The power room is the heart of the beacon. The energy extracted from the seabed is filtered and tested, refined in the selection and washing area, and finally sent here through pipelines.

Above the power room are the water purification system and production workshop. Cinnabar's main functional areas are spread out around the power room, shrouded in the roar.

The power room is not suitable for long-term living. Chen Ci just took a look around and went to the information storage array next to it.

Cinnabar's brain is at the bottom, with two large CPUs wrapped in a thick condensation layer, separated from the outer wall and the drill hole. Seawater circulates continuously in the condensation layer to cool the CPU.

The middle is the core composed of information processing area, energy selection and washing area, power room, information storage area, water purification system, production workshop and water supply station.

Most people live in the ecological tanks, farms and residential areas in the upper and middle parts, while those living in the lower and middle parts are mostly workers responsible for assisting cinnabar, such as Fu Tianhe.

Chen Ci traveled between different areas, seeing as many places as possible, and continued his tour until dinner time, when he returned to Information Processing Area No. 13.

The day after tomorrow is the day he and Chen Nian agreed to exchange it back.

To return to the top floor, you need a pass.

Drake, who works in the Transportation Department, has a pass, but Chen Ci cannot go to see him. The relationship between Drake and Chen Nian is not simple, and it is hard to say what will happen if he meets him.

So far, the only person Chen Ci knows in the dungeon is Fu Tianhe.

So Chen Ci went to Fu Tianhe for help.

Fortunately, Fu Tianhe was willing to help him, once again.

Chen Ci walked into the corridor. The electric meter box on the second floor was open. A mouse was lying in the box with a bald, flesh-colored cub in its mouth, and it seemed to be trying to build a nest on the inner wall.

Chen Ci stopped.

The lights in the corridor were dim. He turned on the flashlight at the end and carefully observed the huge rat.

It has messy grey-brown fur on its body, and its tail is hairless and appears to be covered with tiny scales.

The mouse was not afraid of people at all. Facing Chen Ci's gaze, it kept sniffing and minding its own business.

Its eyes are black, which is different from the white fur and red eyes that are most common in Chen Ci.

Chen Ci watched it build its nest before returning home.

Jiang Dai was working in the study and Chen Ci did not disturb him. He had been here for too short a time and he had not yet figured out how to face the housekeeper of that year.

Maybe after I change back, I won't have the chance to meet again.

Before going to bed, Chen Ci received the message and location address sent to him by Fu Tianhe.

"Come over here tomorrow morning and we'll find someone to help."

Chen Ci clicked on the location and the map showed that it was a tattoo shop.

He replied "OK", and for some reason, he felt inexplicably relieved.

Chen Ci didn't know how Fu Tianhe would get the pass, but it seemed that he had already tacitly accepted that the other party could really help him get it.

Chen Ci put on the earplugs under his pillow, and the sound of dripping water outside the window immediately became so quiet that it was almost inaudible.

He closed his eyes and the stuffed bear he won at the amusement park yesterday lay beside him.

A good night's sleep.

The next morning, Chen Ci looked at the map and took a bus to the tattoo shop on the North District Commercial Street.

The store was smaller than he had imagined, and was just a long aisle that was barely wide enough for two people to walk in side by side.

...Is it here?

Chen Ci watched from outside for a few minutes. When Fu Tianhe came out, he saw him standing at the door hesitantly and said, "Why didn't you tell me you were here? Come in quickly."

Only then did Chen Ci follow him into the store.

There was a special smell of medicine in the tattoo shop. Fu Tianhe walked to the end of the corridor, opened the curtain, and Chen Ci went in, only to find that there was a different world inside.

But this is just the first layer.

Fu Tianhe opened an inconspicuous door on the side and walked down the old stairs. The walls on both sides were very narrow and the chandelier above emitted a dim light.

Fu Tianhe looked back and said softly, "Don't be afraid."

The mental force quickly moved downward, outlining the outline of the underground space, which was surprisingly large.

"Yeah." Chen Ci followed Fu Tianhe, walked down the stairs one step at a time, and finally stepped onto the tile floor.

This is a black clinic located below a tattoo shop.

There was a strong smell of disinfectant, and a doctor wearing a mask walked out of the room on the side, with fresh blood stains on his gloves.

The doctor took off his gloves and threw them into the medical waste bin. He said to Fu Tianhe, "Same old way?"

Fu Tianhe: "No, I'll take someone to the black market today."

The doctor looked at Chen Ci, who was covered by a mask and hat behind Fu Tianhe, and hummed, "Go ahead, and bring me some goods."

Fu Tianhe agreed and continued to walk forward with Chen Ci. They reached the innermost corner of the clinic and pushed the door open.

Another long corridor going down.

After walking about fifty or sixty meters, a door blocked the way.

"We're here." Fu Tianhe leaned over, his inorganic fake eye glowing in the darkness, and he reached out to open the rusted iron door for Chen Nian.

The unusual noise surged like a wave. At that moment when Chen Ci was stunned, Fu Tianhe's cheerful voice rang in his ears:

"Welcome to the black market."

Chen Ci calmed himself down and walked out the door.

He had heard of the existence of the black market, but he never thought he could come here directly.

It appears to be a cavity between two levels that has been transformed into a market for illegal transactions.

There are stalls of all sizes on both sides, and countless stores. At a glance, it seems even more prosperous than the commercial street above.

"I often sell the components I make here." Fu Tianhe introduced Chen Ci, "Basically, you can find anything you want here, as long as you have enough money."

“Does it include a pass?”

"Yes, including the pass."

Fu Tianhe took him straight to the store he had checked out long ago. Customers kept coming and going in the inconspicuous store, and from their expressions, it was obvious that everyone got what they wanted.

The two walked into the store. There was only a front counter inside. Customers had to ask for what they wanted, and the store owner would go to the back to get the items after they agreed on the price.

"Do you have a pass to the top floor?" Fu Tianhe asked.

The clerk raised his eyes and looked at him: "Yes."

"how much?"

The clerk quoted a price and Chen Ci couldn't help but frown. This price was a considerable amount for people in the dungeon.

Fu Tianhe started to bargain: "A little cheaper, 9700 Auggie."

The clerk said: "We can't sell it. The inspection is very strict now. It's not easy to get a pass."

Fu Tianhe: "What about 9800?"

Shop assistant: "11,000, it can't be any lower."

Fu Tianhe clicked his tongue, and just when he was about to speak again, Chen Ci tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Fu Tianhe turned around, and the Omega boy's amber eyes were serious. He whispered to him, "It's too expensive."

"It's okay. I bought some components last night. I have money."

Chen Ci: “Have all those on the shelf been sold?”

Fu Tianhe: "No, I made it now."

Chen Ci was silent for a moment, then asked, "What time did you go to bed yesterday?"

Fu Tianhe smiled and said, "Don't worry about it."

He turned around and said to the clerk, "10,500, OK? If yes, I will buy it."

The clerk calculated in his mind, nodded and stood up: "Wait a moment."

Chen Ci pulled him aside and said again: "It's really too expensive."

"It's okay." Fu Tianhe comforted him, "Besides this, I can't think of any other way. Do I have to steal? I can earn money again if I lose it. For me, making money is not too difficult."

——How could your family be so poor?

Chen Ci stopped talking. He really needed a pass, but he really didn't want Fu Tianhe to bear too much burden for him.

Chen Ci glanced at the balance in Chen Nian's account. Jiang Dai is currently an illegal resident and has no medical insurance. He has to spend a lot of money on medicine every month. After deducting the medicine expenses, there is not much left of Chen Nian's originally considerable salary.

He and Chen Nian had exchanged everything, and he didn't have anything on him that could be pawned.

I can’t really spend all the money on Jiang Dai’s medical treatment. What should I do when Chen Nian comes back?

Chen Ci had lived for eighteen years, and this was the first time he was troubled by money issues.

Fu Tianhe tilted his head slightly, observing the look in Chen Ci's eyes. Chen Ci seldom had any other expression, so this kind of entanglement was very novel.

The clerk came back quickly, and Fu Tianhe patted Chen Ci on the shoulder for the last time, and paid the money to get the pass.

"Okay, take it."

Chen Ci took the expensive pass and pursed his lips tightly under the mask.

Fu Tianhe: "Is there anything else you want to see?"

"No more."

"Then I'll go get something for the doctor, and then we'll go back."

Fu Tianhe arrived at another store not far away. He gave a secret signal and the store owner immediately went to the backstage and moved a small freezer to him.

Chen Ci had seen many such medical freezers in Base XII, which were probably used to store some kind of biological drug.

The two of them returned the same way. Fu Tianhe gave the freezer to the doctor in the black clinic without asking for any money. He just took Chen Ci away.

Chen Ci: "Do you know that doctor?"

"Yes." Fu Tianhe didn't say much, but from the familiarity with which he communicated with the doctor, Chen Ci guessed that the relationship between them should be more than just that of couriers.

After walking out of the tattoo shop, Fu Tianhe asked Chen Ci: "Do you have any other plans today?"

Chen Ci shook his head. He got the most important pass, but he didn't feel relieved at all.

"I still—"

"No." Fu Tianhe didn't wait for him to finish.

The two looked at each other, and Chen Ci said, "I don't like owing others things. You have helped me too many times."

Fu Tianhe asked him back: "Do you really have the money to pay me back? That's 10,000 Auggies."

Chen Ci stopped talking.

Fu Tianhe thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Can you cook?"

Chen Ci almost couldn't keep up with his jumping thoughts: "Yes."

Fu Tianhe: "How about this, you cook me a meal? It will be like repaying the favor."

How much is a meal worth?

The exchange was not equal, but there seemed to be no other way.

"Okay." Chen Ci agreed and insisted, "Cook first, and I will return the money to you later."

Fu Tianhe just smiled. Jiu Yue didn’t live in a very good area and he didn’t even have money for transportation or meals. How could he possibly ask someone to pay him back?

"Let's go buy some food first."

Chen Ci went to the vegetable market for the first time in his life.

In the past, he used specially prepared high-quality ingredients for his cooking. This was the first time he selected them himself. As soon as he walked into the market, the smell of all the mixed ingredients made Chen Ci uncomfortable.

Chen Ci picked up some vegetables and bought a dozen eggs, and finally stopped in front of the meat section.

The smell of blood was wafting out.

Chen Ci pinched the bridge of his mask tightly, prepared himself mentally, and walked into the meat section.

The pigs, gutted and hung upside down on iron racks, had their red and white flesh and bones on display for everyone to see. There were also internal organs such as intestines, livers and stomachs hanging on the side for people to choose from.

The freshly killed chickens were held upside down by their feet, their necks chopped with a knife, and then locked in a cramped iron cage. They screamed and struggled desperately, but only caused them to bleed more and die quickly.

Everywhere there was the sound of knives chopping on chopping boards and bones, black marrow and white bones.

Chen Ci was shocked.

Bright red blood soaked the ground under the chicken coop and spread silently. Even the mask could not cover up the stench.

What he felt was not fear or disgust.

But a kind of...faint excitement.

It was as if I was lying in bed again, silently watching the blood flow out of my body and into the large medical equipment through the transparent tubes.

Chen Ci subconsciously raised his hand and pressed the inside of his left arm, where the needle would be inserted each time.

A hand suddenly covered his eyes.

Alpha sounded a little annoyed: "Isn't that a bit too cruel? I should have gone to the supermarket earlier."

Fu Tianhe remembered that Chen Ci didn't like physical contact, so he blocked it with his hands weakly.

Chen Ci blinked slowly, and her eyelashes brushed across Alpha's broad palm.

"It doesn't matter." Chen Ci heard himself say this. He turned around and looked at Fu Tianhe and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"It's all right. I'm not picky."

Chen Ci bought some ribs, and Fu Tianhe took the bag from him: "Let me take it."

The ingredients were almost prepared, and Fu Tianhe also had the seasonings at home, so the two of them returned to the shed.

Without waiting for Chen Ci to clean up, Fu Tianhe rushed into the kitchen and quickly connected the exhaust fan to a small motor so that any fumes could be discharged as quickly as possible and would not smoke Chen Ci.

After cleaning the kitchen, Fu Tianhe came out rubbing his hands: "It's done."

Chen Ci nodded, took the apron from Fu Tianhe and put it on. He lowered his head and tied the belt behind his neck.

Her fair fingers deftly entangled with the dark ribbon, and she casually flipped it to form a loose bow, which, together with the anti-bite collar, embellished the line of her neck.

Fu Tianhe's Adam's apple slid up and down, and then he looked away embarrassedly.

Chen Ci washed his hands and went into the kitchen.

Very small and messy.

Fortunately, Chen Ci is not a clean freak, he just can't stand physical contact with people.

Fu Tianhe followed him in, wanting to take a look, but his kitchen was too small. When Chen Ci turned around to get something, he almost bumped into his arms.

Fu Tianhe quickly took two steps back and walked out consciously.

"Do you have any dietary restrictions?" Chen Ci asked in the kitchen.

Fu Tianhe: "No! I can eat anything!"

From behind the curtain came the sounds of washing vegetables and cutting meat, and soon the water boiled, making gurgling sounds.

Fu Tianhe couldn't help but quietly open a seam. Chen Ci was standing in front of the stove, holding a boning knife, processing the spine.

He has very good knife skills. Each slice is cut as thin as paper, and falls down softly and stacks on top of the other slices of meat.

The Omega boy lowered his eyes and rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, revealing his fair forearms.

His wrist bones were round and bulging, and when he exerted force, blue veins were faintly visible on the back of his hand.

The meat slices, as thin as cicada wings, are coated with flour mixed with egg and milk and put into a pot of boiling water.

There was white batter on Chen Ci's fingertips. He raised his hand and rubbed his face, leaving a faint mark on his cheek.

Chen Ci noticed Alpha's gaze behind the curtain right from the start.

He ignored her and concentrated on the task at hand, only looking up when he turned around to pick up something.

The moment their eyes met, Fu Tianhe immediately lowered the curtain and pretended nothing had happened.

Chen Ci:?

Why do you suddenly act like a thief?

The two of them had limited appetite, and Fu Tianhe's refrigerator couldn't hold too many things, so Chen Ci only made three dishes and one soup.

When he went out with the plate, Fu Tianhe had already cleaned the table. Seeing that Chen Ci was done, he hurriedly took the plate from him.

"It smells so good." Fu Tianhe couldn't help but sigh.

Chen Ci started learning cooking at the age of thirteen. It has been five years now and he is proficient in almost all cuisines.

He couldn't leave the White Tower, and instinctively hated playing games through the neural adapter, so he could only take some courses arranged by the White Tower to pass the time.

Chen Ci sat down at the table, quite satisfied. The ingredients they bought were not expensive, but he still used the simplest ingredients to make a meal that was both delicious and tasty.

Fu Tianhe sat opposite Chen Ci and couldn't wait to eat.

He took a bite with his chopsticks, and the wonderful sweet and sour taste spread on his taste buds, making Fu Tianhe unable to wait to take another bite.

Chen Ci looked at his reaction and asked, "Is it delicious?"

"Hmmmm." Fu Tianhe nodded frantically. He quickly tasted the dishes and soup and closed his eyes tightly. When his vision was closed, his other senses would become more sensitive.

It seems that the world has become brighter because of all the flavors.

After a few seconds, he opened his eyes, served Chen Ci a bowl of soup, and said, "It's been a long time since anyone has cooked for me."

Chen Ci found his voice a bit muffled, but when he looked up he suddenly discovered that Fu Tianhe's eyes had turned red without him noticing.

Chen Ci:?

...Isn't it just a meal?

After a brief interaction, Chen Ci also knew that Fu Tianhe was not a sentimental person. How could such a heartless Alpha be so moved by his meal?

Or is there another reason?

Chen Ci didn't ask any more questions, he pretended he saw nothing.

The redness in the corners of Fu Tianhe's eyes faded away quickly, as if it was just an illusion. He ate his meal in silence, praising Chen Ci's cooking skills.

The cooking teacher has praised him so many times that he should be used to repeating the same words.

But when facing Fu Tianhe's silly smile, I felt a completely unfamiliar sense of accomplishment in my heart.

His expression remained calm as he began to savor his own craftsmanship.

Fu Tianhe ate everything in whirlwind.

The two of them cleared all the food on the table, even the soup was finished by Fu Tianhe. Alpha leaned back in his chair contentedly and sighed contentedly, "It's great. I haven't eaten so much in a long time."

Fu Tianhe thought about it for a while, and when he saw Chen Ci was about to get up, he quickly stood up and pushed him back into the chair, saying, "No need! I'll wash the dishes!"

Chen Ci hadn't originally planned to wash the dishes. He had never washed dishes since he was a child.

He wanted to go to the machine tool to see what was missing from the shelf.

Fu Tianhe cleared the dishes and went to the kitchen. Chen Ci came to the machine tool and sure enough, compared to yesterday, more than half of the finished parts on the shelf were gone.

Fu Tianhe sold a lot of things before he saved enough money to buy the pass.

Chen Ci lived in the White Tower and had no idea about money, but he knew that 10,500 Auger might be just the price of a bottle of wine for the nobles.

Fu Tianhe quickly finished washing the dishes and came to Chen Ci.

"It's actually not that difficult for me to make these things. I just have to find a way to get the raw materials."

That's why he went back to the junkyard to scavenge for parts from old equipment.

Chen Ci nodded. He reached out and gently touched the machine tool, feeling the cold and smooth metal texture.

It is such an inanimate machine, combined with Fu Tianhe's dexterous hands, that can actually create so many interesting gadgets.

"I'll teach you a little bit." Fu Tianhe wiped the water off his hands by wiping his trousers twice. He took out a piece of wood from the material box and said, "Try this first."

Fu Tianhe taught Chen Ci how to use the machine tool step by step. With the help of the program, it is not difficult to operate it.

Soon, under the guidance of Fu Tianhe, a yellow wooden cat was polished out.

Chen Ci followed Fu Tianhe's example yesterday and blew away the sawdust on the surface. All that was left was polishing and painting, and the small ornament was completed.

"That's right. The hardest part about using a machine tool is actually writing the program. But you're so smart, you must be able to learn it quickly. If you want to learn this, I can teach you slowly later."

Chen Ci was quite interested. He had never been exposed to such engineering technology before. Bai Ta arranged for him all courses suitable for Omegas.

It’s a pity that he is leaving tomorrow.

"good."

But Chen Ci still agreed.

If there is a chance.

Fu Tianhe still had to go to work in the afternoon. He didn't get enough rest last night. Chen Ci wanted to let him take a nap and said, "You can have a rest."

Although he wanted to accompany Chen Ci, Fu Tianhe couldn't be absent from work without a reason. He smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take you to the station and we'll go to sleep when we get back."

"No, I can do it myself."

"Let's go. It's not far anyway."

Chen Ci couldn't persuade him, and was once again sent to the nearby station by Fu Tianhe. Just like every time in the past few days, Alpha stood by the roadside and watched Chen Ci sit down by the window.

But this time, the boy with amber eyes turned his head and met Fu Tianhe's gaze, as if he wanted to remember something.

The bus started and Alpha soon disappeared.

Chen Ci leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes slightly, holding the invaluable pass in his arms.

This time Chen Ci was able to expertly avoid all the leaks.

He walked into the corridor and found that the lights on the second floor were dark.

Chen Ci clapped his hands vigorously, but it was still dark.

The dungeon is different from other places. If there is no light, it will be pitch black.

Chen Ci turned on the flashlight at the terminal and walked to the electric meter box in the middle of the second floor. He was shocked to find that several wires had been bitten off.

In the garbage dump in the corner, the carcasses of rats lay quietly. The baby rats, which had not even grown any hair, were all strangled to death by their angry neighbors.

Chen Ci stopped in front of the electricity meter box for a few minutes.

He looked at the neatly bitten wires, then at the dead bodies of the rats, and finally continued to go upstairs.