Judgment Game Survival Guide

"Just one serving?" Xuan Mu did a quick mental calculation, "It will probably last for three or four days."

Shi Qi brought the beef noodles to the long table in the middle, and pulled over the two chairs, "press all the buttons, let's eat first."

"Well," Xuan Mu took the chopsticks from the window, and then sat down at the table, "It's quite a big portion, for breakfast, it's just right for two people to eat."

The two finished a bowl of beef noodles in a leisurely manner, put the bowls and chopsticks back to the food supply window, and got up to continue exploring.

Xuan Mu tried to pull up the rolling gate, touched the solid chain link fence, and rubbed a hand of dust, "It can't be opened."

"There should be a mechanism." Shi Qi came to the bookshelf by the wall, observed it carefully for a while, and raised his hand to try to turn the ceramic vase inside.

Then the bookshelf suddenly made a "click", and slowly cracked from the middle to the sides, and a small dark door appeared in front of the two of them.

Xuan Mu patted the ashes on his hands, got up and came to the door, "Is it finally a serious riddle?"

"Well," Shi Qi laughed, and put his hand on the doorknob, "I opened it?"

"Let's go." Xuan Mu nodded.

Shi Qi gently opened the door, and a damp smell immediately wafted into his nostrils. It was pitch black inside, and the floor tiles on the tip of his shoes were covered with petals of white roses.

Xuan Mu took out the flashlight he had brought earlier and handed it to Shi Qi.

Shi Qi looked around with the light, and found that there seemed to be a small switch embedded in the wall beside him, he hesitated for a while, and raised his hand to press it.

After waiting intently for a while, there was no change in the surrounding atmosphere, so he tried to take a step inside.

"It's really just a riddle?" Xuan Mu asked in a low voice, relieved a little.

"It should be." Shi Qi turned the flashlight, glanced at the ground on the left, and found a row of little bear dolls neatly arranged there.

The two walked forward a few steps on the petals, and the expression of the little bear on the ground gradually became ferocious, with some strange pink-purple liquid stained on his body.

Immediately afterwards, a doll pierced by spikes came into view, and its blood-red eyes rolled on the ground, making a gurgling sound.

"Come again?" Xuan Mu clicked his tongue.

He squinted his eyes and observed for a few seconds, and smelled a faint scent of gardenia, and his voice paused, "Huh? Isn't this...?"

Shi Qi turned the angle of the flashlight, saw the doll's soft and realistic blond hair clearly, and immediately understood, "The Illya doll in the first level."

The doll was lying miserably in the corner of the room, its limbs and heart were brutally pierced by several swords, and the strange pink liquid spread all over the body.

Xuan Mu muttered softly, "This color is creepy..."

"It's just scary to change the pattern," Shi Qi looked around, took the iron rod leaning against the wall, and tried to touch the doll.

"Any clues?" Xuan Mu asked.

Shi Qi turned the doll over and observed it carefully for a while, "No, it's probably an easter egg."

He threw the iron rod aside and continued to explore, only to see a dilapidated flat wooden bed in the center of the room, and a wooden dresser by the wall.

The mirror in front of the table was stained with a little dust, Xuan Mu caught a glimpse of a figure floating in the mirror, but before he could see it clearly, the glass suddenly cracked with a "snap".

Shi Qi immediately grabbed Xuan Mu's wrist and took a few steps back.

There were several "cracking" sounds in front, and the glass shattered into pieces and fell to the ground. The two of them paused for breath, nervously paying attention to the movement ahead.

However, the surrounding area quickly returned to calm, and nothing strange happened.

"Is it interesting!" Xuan Mu breathed a sigh of relief, covering his beating heart, "I always play this trick!"

Only then did Shi Qi let go of the strength in his hand, and sighed, "It's boring, it's so boring."

He took a step forward and opened the drawer of the dressing table. There were some pencil erasers in it, and a few small pieces of paper were pressed under it in a mess, exuding a faint smell of ink.

He pulled out the piece of paper, which seemed to be cut from a newspaper.

[Simon Culture Co., Ltd. went bankrupt and owed huge debts. The vice president, Jin Luan, filled the funding gap and took over the company. 】

[The police investigated the assets under Simon’s name and found that many properties had been transformed into human laboratories. 】

Xuan Mu went to the bookcase in the corner and tried to browse through a few books. The contents were all fairy tales with dark backgrounds, but nothing special was found.

The room seemed to have no windows or vents, and was completely airtight, giving it a slightly suffocating feeling.

"What did you find?" Xuan Mu turned to look at Shi Qi.

"It matches the mural in the haunted house last time," Shi Qi handed over one of the pieces of paper, "Look at this."

Xuan Mu stretched out his hand to take it, using the light to see clearly the content on it.

[Wednesday, August 1890, 8, the weather was fine. 】

[Sister Ali is the gentlest person I have ever met. She is very kind to me and does not dislike me. She is a very good person. 】

Xuan Mu put the note in his bag, took out the paper and pen, and wrote down the year on the timeline, "It's my first time to escape from the secret room."