signingbooks Chapter 295 New Life
Chapter 295 New Life
Chapter 295 New Life (16)
Compared to the special-grade passengers in Yuncheng and the capital, the passengers in Anning City are now facing a more urgent crisis.
Because whether they are new drivers or experienced passengers, they don't have much money to buy a way to save their lives.
Someone suddenly asked, "If, and I mean if, there are no more videotapes, does that mean we don't have to watch them anymore?"
Her eyes were wide open, her expression tense, nervous about what she was saying or what she was thinking at that moment.
She desperately needs the approval of others, preferably someone to do this with her.
"You want to go to 401 to see if you can destroy the videotape?" someone bluntly stated her purpose in saying this.
"But we're not sure what's in 401, whether tomorrow's videotape is in there, and we can't be sure if destroying the videotape will still trigger the mission. If it's destroyed but the mission is still issued, wouldn't that be suicide?"
Some people disagreed and refuted this.
"Then tell me a solution?" she asked, lowering her voice but unable to suppress the impatience in it.
The person being asked the question fell silent.
After this conversation, the eyes of several people present began to wander, while Lu Jinzhao and the others were not very interested in the suggestion.
To be precise, I'm not interested in doing it myself, but I'm happy to observe others try it.
After all, even if the videotape is destroyed, the mission will still come, and they can use the money they've been paid to avoid it.
"So sleepy." Some of the remaining newcomers couldn't help but droop their eyelids.
Even though only a few hours had passed during the "daytime" according to the actual flow of time, she felt as if she had been highly energetic all day. No fatigue or drowsiness followed as night fell. She couldn't help but yawn repeatedly, but she could only force herself to stay alert.
At this moment, Lu Jinzhao also felt a little sleepy.
Having normal human physiological characteristics actually means that she is becoming weaker.
"We need to find a breakthrough as soon as possible, otherwise I'm afraid none of us special-grade officers will be able to hold out for more than a few days," Ning Jianwei said meaningfully.
After she finished speaking, several people who had been hesitant made up their minds. Some of them exchanged glances and saw the determination in each other's eyes. Without saying a word, they already understood that the other person might be able to act with them tonight.
Ning Jianwei is right, they don't have time.
As for the new passengers without a destiny, they are unaware of the great crisis hidden within.
Some people even thought that the old woman seemed to have some special ability, and it sounded like this place would weaken their special abilities, which meant that everyone would be the same in the end.
"Well then, I have some things to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."
The person who said this was a fortune teller.
She also acted alone last night, and clearly plans to do the same tonight.
Lu Jinzhao didn't ask any more questions, and the others had no right to ask either; they could only watch her leave.
"Isn't she worried?" someone asked, watching her retreating figure.
No one answered her.
"Let's go too." Lu Jinzhao looked at Lin Lin, then glanced in Jiang Ting's direction.
Lin Lin followed quietly behind her, while Jiang Ting glanced at the door of room 401 with slight worry before quickly catching up. Once they were outside the building, Jiang Ting hesitated for a moment before cautiously asking, "Shouldn't we check what might happen?"
She sensed from the atmosphere just now that something might happen tonight.
Lu Jinzhao looked at her, unsure whether it was because she was becoming more and more like her former self, or because she felt it was a pity for a newcomer like Jiang Ting, and she answered her question:
"Some things might happen tonight. Some people think they've reached a dead end and are going to die sooner or later anyway, so they might as well take a gamble now."
"We can only wait for the results tomorrow morning; we can't stay there, it's too dangerous."
After thinking for a moment, she added, "If this were a low-level platform instead of a death platform, we could try to gather more information. But on a death platform, it's best to stay away from any source of danger."
Especially when there are other people trying to do something, it's best to just observe from a distance.
While this may reduce the availability of information, it at least ensures that one survives.
Especially for newcomers like Jiang Ting who have nothing and know nothing.
"I understand. Thank you." Jiang Ting seemed thoughtful, especially regarding the distinction between the death platform and the low-level platform mentioned by Lu Jinzhao.
However, there was one thing she didn't quite understand. Looking at Lu Jinzhao's calm expression, she realized that Lu Jinzhao didn't mind answering some of her questions, so she simply asked, "Is it a matter of luck which platform you get on?"
Is it because these so-called newcomers are just unlucky that they end up in such a "death platform," a place that sounds terrifying?
Upon hearing this, Lu Jinzhao turned to look at her and sighed with some regret, "Your luck is a bit bad."
She knew that Jiang Ting would most likely die here, and logically, she shouldn't waste her breath telling someone who was almost certainly going to die.
But when she saw the will to survive in Jiang Ting's eyes, and saw how she tried to maintain her composure despite her fear and adapt to the place as quickly as possible, she felt a certain admiration for this unlucky newcomer.
“Under normal circumstances, a complete novice like you with no experience would absolutely not be selected for the death platform,” she said.
Under Jiang Tingwei's slightly widened gaze, she continued to explain: "Passengers from other cities, such as me and Lin Lin, all of us started from the lowest level and worked our way up step by step."
"But you are from Anning City."
"What's wrong?" Jiang Ting's tone carried a hint of barely perceptible fear, as if her subconscious had already realized the danger of those words.
“There’s a problem in Anning City. You can think of it as the supernatural world and the real world merging. If this problem isn’t resolved, as long as you’re still in Anning City, you’ll be dragged into it sooner or later.”
"It's just that you're exceptionally unlucky. Right now, it's only affecting a very small area, but you've already been chosen."
Jiang Ting's pupils trembled slightly. At that moment, her thoughts were extremely complicated. She wondered why she was so unlucky, and whether her relatives, classmates, and friends would also be involved if the scope of the problem expanded.
Then, she realized she was worrying unnecessarily; she might not live much longer anyway, so why should she be worried about others?
But she couldn't help worrying, worrying about her family and her best friends.
She wanted to get out alive.
At least, at least we can send them a message: leave Anning City.
"Let's rest first." Lu Jinzhao looked at Jiang Ting, whose brows were furrowed with worry. As an ordinary person, if you stayed up all night on the death platform, you would probably be mentally exhausted the next day.
Lu Jinzhao herself also needed sleep, and she wanted to try to fall asleep again tonight.
She then looked at Lin Lin: "Try not to sleep tonight, and observe the situation."
Lin Lin sat silently beside her, seemingly guarding her, his gaze fixed on the dark 401 outside the window.
I've been busy these past few days. My childhood friend came back from out of town, so I took her to visit our old junior high school and some other places we used to frequent during our school days. Now I'm back to writing.