Because I'm a coward, I maxed out my san value

"You stay in this room tonight."

Ye Tingbai threw his business card on the table: "Are you crazy? Forty or fifty people have died in that building. You asked me to live there. I am treating my illness to stay alive, not to die."

Si Youxu put his head in front of Ye Tingbai and said in a particularly gloomy voice.

"To be precise, one hundred and thirty-two people died."

"Then why are you asking me to go!"

"Don't worry, there are people from the Order Institute living there now. You won't die. I asked you to do this for your own good. If you want to stay alive, you'd better go tonight, otherwise you may not live long."

Ye Tingbai has forgotten how he left the Psychological Assessment Institute. In this world, everyone needs to do a psychological assessment every month. This is the second of the three iron laws, and the first of the three iron laws is to report mental abnormalities in a timely manner. However, once the mental pollution really exceeds the warning line, they will be taken to the Order Tribunal. For ordinary people, it is a monster that eats people without spitting out bones. So far, there are very few people who can come out of there alive.

That's why Ye Tingbai went to the underground clinic. He really didn't want to report it unless he had no other choice, because he felt that he was hopeless. After all, that kind of thing happened. He turned his wrist once, but he was unharmed the next day. This is not something that can be explained by common sense.

"The Jinxiao Building is not a place that you can mess with."

According to rumors, the entire Jinxiao Building was dead overnight, and the area around the Jinxiao Building was banned for a whole week. The people around had counted it. A total of more than 40 bodies were carried out from the door of the dark building, but from what Si Youxu said just now, the number may be more. If the dead bodies were not carried out, the other more than 90 people could only be dead.

In this world, the difference in status is very large. From the highest level of the royal family to the lowest level of the lower class, there are a total of five classes, each with its own circle of life. The lower three levels may not be so different, but above the nobles, they are the existence that Ye Tingbai can only look up to. The nobles and royal families control this world, and the lower three levels are the objects of rule.

For example, the most unreasonable thing is that any normal consumption of the royal family and the nobles is paid by the state, and the people of a country support such a small group of people.

These status levels are basically determined from birth. Every year, there are many inspirational news broadcast on TV, such as someone working hard and being promoted from the lower class to the commoner, but I have never heard of anyone who can be promoted from a citizen to an aristocrat. There is an indelible gap between the lower three levels and the upper level.

Just like the heavenly palace hanging high above everyone's head, it is out of reach.

"Is this kind of feeling the so-called despair?"

Ye Tingbai's own voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

This phenomenon has tortured him for ten days. At first, he couldn't even speak, but only made some strange syllables. To Ye Tingbai, it seemed to be a language, but he couldn't understand it. Even if he asked the language department professor, no one could understand these words. Starting from the second day, he had learned his own language, and he claimed that he was Ye Tingbai, which made Ye Tingbai collapse directly.

If it is Ye Tingbai, then what is he?

During the ten days of communication, it was like a child who had not experienced much of the world. It would ask questions about anything new, no matter when and where. This made Ye Tingbai overwhelmed and unable to live a normal life.

"Can you get out of my mind?"

"I'm not in your mind."

"Then where are you?"

"I don't know where I am. I'm still learning. If you can provide me with more information, maybe I can give you an answer faster."

Apart from being annoying, this personality did not actually cause any actual impact on his body. It was more of a psychological pressure. He always thought that his mental pollution exceeded the warning line, so a strange thing was born.

Exceeding the warning line means death, so his psychological pressure is very high. Mental abnormality is more terrible than cancer in this world. Cancer can be treated, but mental pollution is incurable.

Today he came here with the mentality of going to die, but the result surprised him a little. His mental pollution became 0.

"I suggest you go to that place. When that person said you would die, he lied, but he had murderous intentions."

Ye Tingbai couldn't help but complain: "You don't need me to tell you. I know who are the people in the Psychological Assessment Bureau. Killing me is like playing."

In the evening, Ye Tingbai took a car to Jinxiao Building, which was five kilometers away. It was deserted because of this building. On the surface, it was because the court bought this land, but in fact everyone knew why. It's just that the people nearby were well fed because of the demolition money, so no one made a fuss. How is the second generation of demolition made?

Ye Tingbai used the mobile phone navigation to find this gloomy and terrifying building. This building has a total of 22 floors. It was originally a public housing, which means that the state rents it at a low price. Most of the people living here are lower-class people. Ordinary civilians don't bother to live in such a suburb. If it weren't for work needs, Ye Tingbai would never know the news of such a place.

He still remembers that when he got the news and was about to embellish this matter and write a "fascinating" short story, he was warned by his boss that he could not continue to follow up on this matter. If he did, his column would be cancelled. Ye Tingbai is a salted fish who is just eating and waiting to die. He knows very well that the key to surviving in this world is to be honest and not ask questions about things he should not know.

So Ye Tingbai was forced to forget about this matter. He didn't care what the truth behind it was. As a salted fish, Ye Tingbai had his own things to do. He would not do such a thankless task as additional investigation.

The first floor of Jinxiao Building was full of shops. They were all shops privately converted from ordinary houses. There were hair salons, restaurants and various life-related things. Because they were in the corridor, the light was not good. Even in the daytime, the lights had to be turned on.

But now the building was abandoned and there was no light. In the dark corridor, Ye Tingbai looked for the stairs deep in the building with the dim light of his mobile phone.

There was an elevator, but he didn't dare to take it. It took all his courage to walk into this building.

Opposite Jinxiao Building was a small shopping mall. Three men and two women were monitoring Ye Tingbai through surveillance. Since he entered the south of the city, there was no end. The world's surveillance of the people was very strong, but these surveillances were not on the surface. They would not be called out unless necessary. Even if there was a case, ordinary police officers had no right to call them.

"Captain, why did you let this kid in? If an ordinary person goes in, he will die. If someone dies here, the higher-ups will blame us."