Infinite Mask Game

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On the third night, Wei Miao sneaked into 713, watched a big play alone, and then took a light nap in 713, waking up around six o'clock.

Wei Miao has a mysterious control over her biological clock for waking up. Before going to bed, she would check the time, estimate the time to get up in her mind, and repeat it several times in her subconscious mind, which was equivalent to brainwashing. The next day, she would wake up at the time she set, with an error of no more than ten minutes.

She inserted the 713 room card back to its original place, quietly walked down the stairs to the third floor, and returned to her room.

The corridor at six o'clock was leaking golden sunlight, and the breath of the early morning was clean and beautiful.

Room 306 did not draw the curtains, because the hotel was facing north and south and had plenty of light. Looking down from the balcony glass, you could see the parking lot in front of the hotel.

Wei Miao habitually looked out and suddenly found that there was a black car in the parking lot that she had never seen before.

Because of the special nature of the hotel, no ordinary people would come here. So who was in this car?

Wei Miao stopped and waited. A few seconds later, three people came out of the car. Due to the distance, only one woman and two men could be seen.

"Are there new people? New death row prisoners?" Wei Miao looked at them and guessed in her heart.

They walked straight to the hotel. But soon, Wei Miao overturned her guess. These people did not seem to come to participate in the game.

Because there were no collars around their necks!

"A new variable. Wei Miao watched them disappear from her sight with interest, and drew the curtains to return the room to darkness.

She needed to have a good rest. Last night was really a bit exciting.

When she was woken up again, it was already seven o'clock.

Bud stood at the door of her room and said concisely: "There are new people coming."

Wei Miao should be the first person to know, but she has superb acting skills and showed a surprised expression: "Who is it?"

"Follow me and you will know. "He walked to the other side of the corridor.

Wei Miao followed Bud, not forgetting to tidy up his appearance on the way. Lorraine is a polite gentleman and will not meet people in a disheveled manner.

Turning the corner, Wei Miao saw the crowd standing at the door of 308. Edith and Anderson stood on one side, vaguely opposing the other side.

"In this environment, you still have the leisure to sleep in. Should I say it's big-hearted or ignorant?" One of them said so when the two of them approached.

This is a young man who looks very difficult to mess with. He has half-blonde and half-black hair. He is similar to the members of the gang organizations in society. His face is ordinary, and when he raises the corners of his mouth, he gives people a feeling of being beaten.

Bud's face is not good: "As a newcomer who just came here and knows nothing, it seems that you are not qualified to point fingers at us old members who have been here for three or four days, right?"

"Mixed? It's really mixed. I don't know anything until now. "The young man sneered.

This guy, either he has a problem with his brain or he has something real in his stomach. Wei Miao maintained a gentle appearance, and complained coldly in his heart.

"Okay, Tim, stop talking." A quiet-looking young man next to him pulled the corner of his clothes. He had a scholarly temperament, spoke slowly, and wore ordinary black square-framed glasses on his nose.

Anderson felt his fist harden: "Then you guys tell me, what do you know, a bunch of ignorant clowns? What are you doing here?"

This collective attack angered the only woman among the three. She had a brilliant golden long hair and wore a shiny gem headband. Judging from her appearance and dress, she was at least middle-class, in her early twenties, and a little immature.

She frowned, but her tone was calm and rational: "Watch your words, the morality of the death row inmate should not be so low as to casually attack the law-abiding good citizens. "

Anderson is very good at the field of "horse hunters". Since the other party responded to him on this topic, it would not be too much for him to let the other party see his ten years of "horse hunting" skills?

Fortunately, Anderson just started and jumped out a bunch of "terms" that the other party didn't quite understand, and was stopped by Budd.

Bud obviously kept a clear mind and didn't want to intensify the conflict at this juncture and make enemies with the unknown.

Edith looked a little angry, but didn't say anything.

Wei Miao's heart was as calm as water. Facing someone like Tim, as long as you ignore him and look at him as a clown, he will get angry and stop jumping around.

There are many such people in the live broadcast room. Paying more attention to them for a second is a waste of life. The same is true for replying to some provocative remarks. Ignoring is the best way to deal with it.

In short, Wei Miao has rich experience, but it's a pity that Lorraine's connotation cannot be demonstrated here. It's a pity.

"Stop arguing. "The bookish young man looked weak, but his position and attitude were unexpectedly tough. He took the initiative to step forward and build a bridge, "We are 'trialists', unlike you who were forced to come here."

"We came here voluntarily to accept the newcomer trial of the Exorcist Society."

"The newcomer trial of the Exorcist Society?" Budd thought thoughtfully, "In other words, for us it is a game of life and death, and for you, it is just a test."

The young man said: "That's right. As long as we can get enough information, we can pass the trial. If we can solve the incident directly, we may even have a chance to get the strange object. "

"We also heard about your information before we came. You are all death row prisoners who came here to survive, and you have to explore the hotel to get the magnetic card. But I believe you have more or less guessed that in order to get the magnetic card, you have to deal with the supernatural. In other words, our goals are actually the same. We have a good basis for cooperation."

"Speaking of this, let me formally introduce myself. My name is Zando Helian. I was just an ordinary person. I was accidentally involved in a supernatural incident. In the end, I was lucky to survive, but my relatives died in the disaster. So I want to join the Exorcist Club and resist those supernatural disasters with my own hands."

"The person next to me is Tim Theodore. He graduated from the famous Exorcist College Mikatos. As an outstanding graduate, he came to the Kanshe City Exorcist Club for internship. This trial can also be said to be his internship assessment."

"I didn't expect Tim to be a graduate of the college. It's true that you can't judge a person by his appearance." Wei Miao smiled and said words that seemed to be a compliment, but some syllables were too heavy.

Tim stared at her, looking uncomfortable and wanting to say something, but in the end he could only make a "tsk" sound to express his disdain.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, please continue." Wei Miao said to Zando in a friendly manner.

Zando looked at her unexpectedly and said, "This is Miss Anilu. She has never experienced the supernatural before, but she stood with us for her ideal."

Next, the death row prisoners also briefly introduced themselves.

The Exorcist Society not only selected a group of death row prisoners, but also sent trialists later. In this way, the original guess of selecting outstanding talents seems unreliable, but selecting cannon fodder still makes sense.

The role of the death row prisoners that Wei Miao can think of is "exploring the way".

Explore the way for these trialists and obtain preliminary intelligence. This hotel trial is to cultivate a "cooperation model" in advance.

If in a dangerous supernatural event, without knowing anything about the intelligence, let the outstanding death row prisoners first try to find a safe path, and then the Exorcist Society personnel will follow up, obtain intelligence from them, and make more reasonable decisions, it will undoubtedly reduce their own losses.

As for the death row inmates, they are people who deserve to die, and sacrificing their lives for the sake of social stability is a good fate.

What a reasonable "social division of labor".