Bab 119: "Float Parade"
Even though they had already left the pirate ship, the group didn't stop but continued to run forward until they had left the dark, slanted ship far behind, completely concealed among the thick foliage. Only then did they finally come to a halt.
Exhausted, they collapsed into the grass, gasping for air, their breaths ragged and labored.
The intense gasps were trapped within their hoods, and the hot sweat was confined in the cramped space, making their faces flush with heat. However, they dared not remove their hoods.
They were still within the eastern district, unable to discard their disguises.
Wen Jian gradually slowed down his pace.
The experience inside the pirate ship was incredibly stifling. He couldn't speak, couldn't deviate from the group, couldn't make any mistakes. The space was narrow, dark, and cramped, with a sickeningly sweet smell lingering in the air.
He leaned against a tree trunk and vomited twice before finally walking forward, his steps seemingly floating.
Next, Wen Jianyan shared the clues he found in the pirate ship.
"Wait...you mean, those syrups are made from frog eggs and dead frogs?"
Yun Bilan's face under the hood turned pale: "Including those ice creams?"
"..."
Wen Jian nodded in agreement.
Although the note stated, "Frogs are food," the thought of the syrup they had consumed earlier, made from sticky frog eggs and frog corpses... it truly tested the limits of one's physiological tolerance.
However... at least he wasn't the only one feeling nauseated now.
"Make sure none of you vomit," Wen Jian kindly reminded his companions, watching their agonized expressions. "It would be bad if it ended up in your hood, and we can't take them off."
The rest of the group: "..."
Oh no, that's even more disgusting.
"Oh, and there's this." Wen Jian pulled out the crumpled note from his pocket and handed it to the others in front of him.
After a brief read, everyone was struck by an eerie sense that seeped through the words on the note, and the air fell into a moment of silence.
"Remember? We didn't find Lilith along the way."
Wen Jianyan broke the silence.
They went to the staff rest area first, but they couldn't find Lilith. According to the content in the staff handbook, she should have been called away by the copper bell.
After the brass bell rang, they followed the group of employees to the pirate ship and searched the cabin and deck, but they still couldn't find each other.
So, this leaves only one last possibility.
"Employees with low pollution levels will start the parade, and employees with high pollution levels will come to the pirate ship."
Wen Jianyan thoughtfully read a sentence on the note.
"So, you mean, the reason why Lilith is not on the pirate ship is because she has a lower pollution level, so she was sorted into the float parade?"
Wen Ya was startled, and confirmed.
"Yes."
Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes and pondered for a while, as if she suddenly thought of something, she turned her head to look at Wen Ya: "By the way, I sent you a message to ask you to find the map, did you find it?"
Wen Ya paused: "If I found it, I found it, but..."
Her tone gradually sank.
Although Wen Ya finally saw Huang Mao go to get the map, but before she could relax, the other party immediately dropped the chain and slapped her trust loudly.
After going through so many things after that, the possibility that the other party will not lose the chain... how should I put it, it is really not very great.
Huang Mao raised his hand weakly: "Yes, here I am."
"?!"
Wen Ya was startled, and turned to look at Huang Mao.
No way, this guy is really not off the hook?
Huangmao stepped forward timidly.
Although he was timid, he knew the priorities. Although he fell, he took the opportunity to hide the map in the thick plush suit.
He took out the crumpled map from his clothes and handed it to Wen Jianyan.
"Thank you."
The handsome clown took the map from Huang Mao.
His deep and focused gaze paused on the other person for a moment, and in the next second, a casual smile formed at the corner of his lips. "See, I told you that you were indispensable."
"...!"
Huang Mao's face, hidden within his hood, turned completely red. He stammered for a while, finally managing to utter a muffled "uh" before quickly retreating back to his original spot.
[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room:
[It's over, another victim.]
[Oh no, another victim.]
[Hahaha! Huang Mao, do you remember how scared you looked when you saw them earlier? Like a mouse encountering a cat. Why are you so spineless now?]
[Sob, sob, sob... What am I going to do with such a charming wife? Why do I keep getting more rivals every day? I'm so sad...]
[Ah, ah, ah, I don't care! He admitted it himself that I'm his husband!]
[Stop dreaming, buddy. How many dishes are you? Your wife has a whole queue of people outside. Get in line.]
Wen Jian unfolded the map, smoothing out its wrinkles.
From the printing, this map seemed no different from the ones held by the tourists, except for the numerous pen markings scattered across it as annotations.
It is consistent with the original handwriting on that note.
On the east side of the food area, a small arrow was drawn, with the word "employee" scrawled beside it.
On the east side of the stimulation park, there is a symbol of a boat drawn with a stick figure, and then circled heavily, with two words written next to it: "Danger!"
This should refer to the pirate ship.
On the huge map, a zigzag curve is drawn, passing through all the parks, starting from the staff rest area and ending at the children's area, with four words marked beside it: "Float Parade".
A few words were written messily below—
"It starts at 3:30 and ends at 5."
Wen Jianyan's fingertips slid across the route connecting the entire area: "This should be the route for the float parade."
His fingertips paused for a moment at the end of the route.
Children's Park.
Here, a smiling face is drawn with a stick figure, and a few words are written next to it: "Director's Office".
The word "Director's Office" was heavily circled, but the word "Danger" was not written, but there were several exclamation marks heavily drawn beside it.
Wen Jianyan narrowed her eyes slightly.
His intuition told him that this director's room was likely to be the core of the entire dungeon, and Wu Zhu's soul fragments might also be here.
"Three thirty to five?"
Yun Bilan watched and frowned in confusion: "Is there still a fixed time in this dungeon?"
She always thought that this dungeon had no specific time point. After all, since they came to this dungeon, they hadn't seen any time-calculating objects in the park.
"I thought it wasn't there before, but now it seems that there should be."
Wen Ya nodded thoughtfully:
"After all, it is clearly mentioned in the employee code we found that the closing time is six o'clock in the evening."
Wen Jianyan raised his head to observe the sky, nodded and said:
"Yes, the position of the sun has indeed changed."
He raised his hand, compared the position of the sun with his fingers, and his expression became slightly serious: "It should be around four o'clock in the afternoon."
"The float parade is coming to an end!" Wen Ya was surprised.
Yun Bilan frowned, and turned to look at Wen Jianyan: "Didn't it mean that the park will be closed after the float parade is over? Could it be that our action time is coming to an end soon?"
Wen Jianyan pondered for a few seconds before expressing his own judgment:
"I don't think so."
First of all, the word for the main mission of this dungeon is "one day". According to the rigor of the nightmare, "one day" is "one day".
What's more, according to the content of the cleaners' code, they will work until twelve o'clock in the evening.
That is to say, between 6:00 and 12:00, the project can still be played, but there is a high probability that the difficulty will soar and it will be easier to die.
After hearing Wen Jianyan's conjecture, everyone couldn't help but shudder.
Under the current situation, should we continue to increase the difficulty? !
Can the anchors still leave here alive?
Wen Jianyan folded the map and put it in his pocket, stood up: "Let's go, we are going to the children's area now."
Judging from the current time point, if Lilith is really in the float parade, she should be about to reach the children's area. Instead of following the winding route on the map, it is better to wait directly at the end.
And the director's room...
Must check out.
Several people got up from the ground, and before they took a step, they only heard Wen Jianyan say:
"But...before we do that, I'm afraid we'll have to make another trip to the food section."
"Why?"
"To be honest," Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes: "Based on the information we have now, the true function of the syrup is still unknown."
In this case, it can be read in two ways.
It can be confirmed that it is made of frog eggs and frogs.
The note said that the frog will not harm you, the frog is food, and it can indeed alleviate the mental pollution of the anchors.
However, in terms of the process of converting employees into cleaners, it appears to be a source of contamination.
"In any case, Lilith is not considered an employee now, but an anchor. If you want to free her from the suit, you must have syrup."
Wen Jianyan blinked:
"The rules just don't allow us to take our purchases out of the food section, but as long as it's not a commodity, it doesn't matter?"
There is a syrup pipe attached to the back of the circus tent.
Judging from the situation in the pirate ship, the syrup that was used up before should have been replenished by now.
As long as you steal a little and take it out, isn't it not a commodity?
"and…"
Wen Jianyan's face changed twice, his expression was slightly distorted, he gritted his teeth, and said with difficulty: "I'm going to drink again."
"???"
"Not only that, but the gift certificates may have to be redistributed."
*
North Plaza, gift shop.
I don't know if it's because of the price increase, or because the anchors realized that the gifts in the gift shop are full of pitfalls. Compared with the crowds last time, this place looks extraordinarily deserted now.
It didn't seem to make a difference to the feline staff standing at the front desk, though.
It was still patiently waiting for the guests to come to its door, its body shaking slightly with the music.
"jingle jingle."
With the sound of the bell on the door, the glass door of the gift shop was pushed open.
A group of anchors hurried in, and the sound of hurried footsteps easily broke the silence in the room.
A fluffy head sticks out from the counter, a pair of amber eyes are big and round, clear and bright, the soft white face is like a ball of snow, with a little bit of baby fat that is easy to pinch, looks innocent Naive, well-behaved and sensible.
He stared at the staff behind the counter and said in a childish voice:
"Hello, I am twelve years old, can I have a quack doll?"
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