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At eight o'clock in the morning, I lay in bed and opened my eyes.

I got up, dressed and washed, hesitated a little while choosing clothes, and finally found a custom-made dress from a tailor shop in London that was respected by noble ladies and wives.

Compared with what I usually wear, it is more complicated. It is an old style from many years ago, but the skirt is new, the material is good, and the details are well done.Judging from the eyes of today's people, it is only a little more classical, and it may be more popular with some people.

Except when I first came here, I always wore the clothes provided by the manor for survivors, because in this way, I would not expose my differences——

I'm not from the same generation as the others.

Compared with other survivors, my memory of the outside world is still decades ago, in the early days of Victoria... In this era that has been separated by a whole decade, I have no corresponding experience, no reliance, no relatives Friends, my hometown is far away.

No one knows and no one cares who I am.

Like a lonely ghost, alone in the world, no matter how many times you look back, you can't find your connection with the whole world.

I hate this feeling.

Standing quietly in front of the mirror, the girl in the mirror had ink-like black hair curled down beside her somewhat pale cheeks, and the black and white colors formed a sharp contrast.

The lips are light-colored and don't appear to have much color.Her purple eyes are full of light, and there is a small mole at the corner of her eye, but it makes people a little more charming.

With a pointed chin and a thin figure, it is obvious from the first sight that this is a pampered noble lady.

So weak, so pitiful.

I touched the corners of my eyes expressionlessly, and suddenly remembered what my mother said, my eyes are very similar to my father.

Although I have never seen him, but looking at these eyes, can I imagine him looking at me?

Looking at the mirror quietly, I always thought that I was not bad, but now, I don't have much confidence in my heart.

That man's face is greater than mine.

Those blue eyes, like the clear sky, always carry emotions that I can't guess. I can't understand his thoughts, and I'm afraid that those clear pupils will reflect my appearance like the shadow of the night. .

Like day and night, they are opposites.I shouldn't have had anything to do with him.

Slightly narrowing her eyes, a small shadow appeared in front of the girl in the mirror.Older things are more conservative, and the collar is high, making sure that the pendant around my neck is never exposed.I held the inverted cross pendant through my clothes and said in my heart, mother, bless me.

Go out of the room to the hall.

Today is the time for me to play a new game. When I came down, Marta was already waiting in the hall.We looked at each other, and I saw the surprise in Marta's eyes.

"Beth Fenley, you look beautiful today." Marta said, "It's the first time I've seen you wearing such a classic dress... like someone who walked out of an oil painting."

I pursed my lips slightly and smiled shyly.

At this time, Marta noticed the thick pages of the book in my hand, and couldn't help being a little surprised: "What are you holding in your hand? The Bible? Is this a prop?"

"No..." Looking down at the book in my hand, I caressed the cross pattern on it, and said softly, "I miss my mother, Marta."

Marta froze for a moment, then comforted me and said, "Sometimes I think of my comrades outside, thinking about others... Don't worry, Beth Fenley, we will escape successfully today too. Believe me, we will You must be able to fulfill your wish and leave the manor."

I nodded lightly: "Well, we will definitely succeed."

Marta smiled.She looked me up and down, and joked: "Speaking of which, this is the first time I've seen a real nobleman. I think I should be like Beth Fenley."

I am noncommittal.

While talking, another person came down the stairs. He was tall and strong, with wheat-colored skin and a helmet on his head. He was Mr. Pioneer.

"Good morning, William~" Marta greeted him when she saw him coming down.I also smiled slightly: "Good morning, Mr. William."

"Morning, good morning..." He replied shyly, his eyes fell on my face, and he quickly moved away.At this time, another person appeared at the stairs, and hurried over: "Good morning, Servi!"

The last survivor who participated in this game also appeared.

Servy Le Roy wore a formal suit and a high hat, looking polite: "Good morning, two ladies."

He is a magician. I heard that he is good at the magic of disappearing human body.

I looked at the other three players in this game, and I immediately felt a lot of comfort. The air force, striker and magician are undoubtedly survivors with strong survival skills. This time the lineup is undoubtedly very luxurious.

While quietly waiting for the game to start, Marta suddenly winked at me.

I followed her gaze and saw that Mr. Qianfeng hurriedly turned his face away to talk to the magician.Before you have time to react, wait for the countdown to zero, and the game begins.

I found myself standing among the ruins, looking around, the cabin was not far away.

I walked over the tall grass growing on the ground, and looked at the dilapidated and abandoned walls. Many building materials were scattered all over the site, and many of them had large areas of rust.

A military factory that has been abandoned for a long time at first glance.

Still abandoning the cipher machine of the cabin, I walked forward along the wall, and within a few steps, an escape door appeared not far away.

I looked at the book in my hand, and I prepared a piece of cloth. At this time, I wrapped the book and hid it at the door, so I could take it with me when I left.

The military factory has been abandoned for a long time, and there are too many places to hide things.

I hid the book, and then continued to move forward, and found a cipher machine in a hut without the entire roof in front of the cabin.

There are entrances and exits everywhere, and it is in the center of the entire game field, leading to four directions.When I came here, I had already estimated the escape route in my heart-as long as the supervisor came, I would run to the factory building on the other side.There is a board area between here and the factory building, which is also convenient for escaping.

Now that he has a plan in mind, he will naturally act more calmly.If you wait until the supervisor comes and then run around in a panic, you will easily make mistakes. I even lost my way while being chased by the supervisor.

As I said before, I have one thing that must be done.And whenever I am determined to do something, I have amazing action power.So while I was deciphering the cipher machine, I waited silently, and when I saw the calibration bar appear, I calmly let go.

The calibration failed, and the leaked light flashed on the cipher machine, but because I let go earlier, I had no choice but to shrink back.

I waited quietly for a while, then ran towards the board area, and the premonition of crisis also appeared at this time.

"Look what I found...a beautiful lady~"

The supervisor in a suit casually hummed and the four little swans chased after him, moving his long legs, shortening the distance between us greatly in a few steps.

I had been prepared for a long time, and I was already hiding behind a wooden board, watching a piece of transparent and somewhat strange "air" stop in front of the board, like glass through which rainwater flows.

If he takes another step forward, I will smash him against the board.I thought silently.

"Glass" moved a few steps left and right, but I always hid behind the wooden board. The supervisor waited for a while, and seemed to lose his patience, and hit the wooden board with a hard blow, making a loud muffled sound.

The planks were strong and undamaged by the blow.However, the supervisor in front of him finally showed his figure - he was very tall and thin, wearing a tall top hat, dressed like a gentleman, but with a white mask on his face.But the hand protruding from the sleeve of the suit is clearly a white bone without any flesh and blood attached!

His hands were broad, with a long fingerblade strapped to one hand, leaving deep scratches in the wood.

I hurriedly put down the wooden plank in front of him, stood in front of him, turned around and ran to another place.

"Crack!"

The sound of boards being crushed came from behind.

I hasten to drop the board again before he catches up.

"It's really naughty." He didn't panic, and continued to crush the board, but I had already repeated the trick and hid under other boards again.

"Mr. Jack."

I hid behind the board where he couldn't hit, and kept an eye on his movements: "May I ask you something?"

"uh-huh?"

He glanced at the golden pupils hidden under the white mask, moved the fingers with the knives, and sounded polite: "A qualified gentleman will not refuse the ladies' request."

So I asked, "Do you know how to meet a supervisor?"

His movements paused, his golden eyes stared at me, and he said with interest, "Do you want to see a supervisor?"

"It seems that I didn't entertain well enough, so that the lovely lady is actually in my game, and she still thinks about other supervisors." He said slowly.

"When I first came to the manor, everyone praised Mr. Jack for his gentlemanly demeanor, but you watched the lovely ladies being taken to the sky by carnival chairs indifferently." I took a step back carefully to avoid Jack's fog blade, deliberately explain.

"Well, it's my job, and I think any lovely young lady would understand."

"What about the uncut ones?"

"Of course it is..." He looked at me and elongated his voice with a hint of threat: "Flying into the sky~"

I patted the wooden board without hesitation, and the sharp finger blade narrowly scraped past my eyes, leaving a long scratch on the wooden board.

The golden pupil under the mask looked at me jokingly: "So little Beth Fenli, don't try to provoke me~"

"Bad children will be punished~"

The boards are almost gone.

I turned around and fled into the gate of the factory building: "You guessed wrong, how could a lady do such a disrespectful thing."

I ran to the window in one breath and stood still, I turned around and smiled at him: "Is Mr. Jack interested in making a bet with me?"

The author has something to say: the setting revealed in this chapter: the heroine and Joseph are contemporaries.